I recently visited Citrus Avenue in FABULOUS Redlands, California.
It was such an interesting place that I decided to take a bunch of pictures of it so that I could take YOU, the reader, on a virtual FANTASY TOUR of scenic Redlands, California!
Now, if you'll just step right this way, we'll begin!
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I was exploring a building of business suites and this is what I found
deep in the bowels of the structure. I heard some scary noises
coming from beyond the doorway, but I dared not venture any deeper, for
fear of what would await me... |
| Walking down the sidewalk, I came across "The Eating Room". Such
a strange name. But it was to become even MORE strange when I would
compare it to the name of the adjacent shop: |
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| "Kneading Room"! Is this some sort of conspiracy? Was the
next shop going to be called the "Seating Room"? Luckily, the
rhyming ended then and there. |
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Maybe these are just not very common where I come from, but I thought
it quite interesting that there was an "Employees Only" entrance right on
the sidewalk. I guess those employees are just in too much of a
hurry to walk the extra foot and a half to the customer entrance. Oh
well; business efficiency comes first! |
| The EVICTION CENTER! It seems scary at first, but then when you
see the terribly out-of-season, yet decorative lights, the warm feelings
of Christmas fill your heart and you forget all about losing your home and
getting kicked out onto the street. I like the strategy. |
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Hmmm, looks like a very nice clock with a very nice picture of the
University of Redlands on it....that is, until you realize that the clock
is WRONG! Who would buy a clock that says 11:48 when it's really
4:30?! This leads me to believe that maybe they're not trying to
SELL the clock at ALL, but are actually trying to CONFUSE poor, helpless
passers by who don't have wrist-watches! |
| Nothing special about this sign, really. I just thought it said
"full service SALOON" instead of "salon" when I first saw it. I got
all excited for nothing. I was ready to put on my spurs and walk in
through those little swinging door thingies that I don't know why they're
even there because they don't keep out anything except for maybe people
who have little-swinging-door-phobia. |
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Ah, Redlands; where else can you pick up some so-called "modern relics", practice a
Hindu religious exercise, get rid of your "reactive mind" with a little Dianetics, and
then contribute to the effort for utopia at the "Church" of
Scientology... |
| ...which was closed for the day. That's what the note says,
although the camera refused to back me up. |
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I spotted a little boy in a window and attempted to make contact with
him, but I think he and his doggie were, uh, taking a nap...with their eyes
open...standing up...or something. I hope they were all
right. |
| What's a smoke tree? I wanted to go in and find out, but I had
to go to the bathroom first... |
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But as I was about to enter the bathroom, I was taken aback by an
amusingly cruel notice. |
| A short walk down the corridor led me to another entrance to the
Church of Scientology. The dates on the UPS stickers told me those
ol' Scientologists hadn't been around yesterday, either. I guess a
world without crime can wait until the weekend. |
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And speaking of UPS...er...I'm not quite sure what to make of this
sign posted at a nearby shop. Maybe it's meant to be read from the
bottom up, like those words painted on the street? |
| Making my way upstairs, I became witness to a most peculiar
chandelier, whose lights had all gone out except for one rogue bulb,
determined to keep the way lit. Kind of inspiring, really. |
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Deep in the heart of the jungle section of the building, I came across
an inexplicable door. I'm not sure how it got there, but it was
quite annoyingly getting in the way of the TREES! |
| Walking back downstairs, I was nearly ASSAULTED by a horrid green
plant-like organism growing on the wall, waiting to POUNCE on its next prey.
Fortunately, I asked it politely if it wouldn't mind not eating me
today, and it happily obliged. |
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What was this? The scene of some terrible sitting accident?
Someone must have been sitting in this chair and then SUDDENLY fell
off and scurried away, leaving the door in so much shock that it simply
forgot to close! |
| I met a rude sign on the wall for a rentable dining hall that claimed
I was being recorded by some sort of camera! So, I took out MY
camera and snapped a photo of IT! Ha! Oh, and those snooty
dining hall people didn't even remember to use proper GRAMMAR! |
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So whether you're a bored kid with a camera phone waiting for his mother to get done
with her doctor appointment, or an adventurous THRILL seeker, scenic REDLANDS
has it all!
