I like Pittsburgh. The dirty, dilapidated steel town I was
expecting to find certainly existed 30 years ago – but it’s now clean and beautifully
regenerated, with new and old comfortably co-existing. It’s compact – hemmed in
on all sides by Appalachian hills, it has no choice. In what other city in the
USA can you walk from the ball park
to the football stadium to the hockey arena? It’s bike-friendly – there are
miles of bicycle trails, many of them following the banks of the rivers that
converge here: the Allegheny, the Ohio and the Monongahela. And Mr Rogers, an
American icon, was born and lived most of his life here.
On the Allegheny |
This weekend is a football weekend, and this is most
definitely a football town. The Panthers – the Pittsburgh University college
team – are playing today, and the Steelers – the NFL team – are playing their
season opener tomorrow. I would be going to one of the games if the tickets
were not so expensive – literally hundreds of dollars. My hotel is close to
both the ball park and the football stadium, and the parking lots started
filling up with tailgate parties at 9am. I’m heading in the opposite direction
to almost everyone else.
My first stop is underneath the Roberto Clemente Bridge – a bridge
that I cross every day on my way to work. They rent kayaks for $16 per hour,
and I want to see Pittsburgh from water level. It’s been years since I did
anything like this, and I was surprised to find that it was my back that gave
out first, and not my arms and shoulders! But it was peaceful to meander along
the rivers that I have often walked or cycled beside, weaving through gaggles
of Canada geese and their young.
After kayaking, I purchased a Powerball ticket from one of
the small, typically Asian-owned, convenience stores on my way downtown. It’s a
long shot, of course, but you certainly can’t win unless you have a ticket. And
from there to Burlington Coat Factory. In spite of the name, they sell much
more than coats, and I have a coupon for 20% off that expires tomorrow. I
wandered round the store, and eventually settled on a 2.7 quart sauté pan (with
ceramic coating!) for $17.99, that will do nicely for cooking the poached salmon
with parsley sauce that I plan to cook tomorrow (thank you, James Martin, for
the recipe).
Musicians in EQT Plaza |
Macy’s, in downtown Pittsburgh, is a bit of an anachronism.
Department stores hang on here in the same way they do in the UK – as more of a
link with the past, a memory of how things used to be, than as a going concern.
This building has been for sale for years, but in today’s economy there are no
buyers. And so they soldier on. I ventured up to the fifth floor – there are
several more – and found a bookstore that I didn’t know existed. Since this is
such a football town, I suspect that this will be the topic of much conversation
at work during the coming months. I have a basic understanding of the game, but
it’s much more complicated (in both rules and strategy) than UK football
(soccer), so I bought a sort-of idiot’s guide to football – at least I hope to
be able to follow the conversation, even if I can’t contribute. I’m not a
die-hard fan, of course – my allegiances are fickle: when I lived in New
Jersey, I supported the Jets (before they moved to New York); in Connecticut,
the Patriots; in Texas, the Cowboys; and now, the Steelers. I don’t actually
care who wins – what I love to see is a good, evenly matched game.
Book purchased, I made my way to Bar Louie at Station
Square. I’ve eaten there before, and I’m looking forward to sitting outside,
overlooking the river, sipping a beer while I read my book and wait for my
lunch to arrive. Alas, it’s not to be – a charity event means that the place is
mobbed. There’s a seat outside, but I could hardly hear myself think, let alone
read.
Stonework downtown |
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