Another illustration today of how quickly things are changing around here, post-quake... one of the buildings featured in yesterday's post was demolished today, adding another empty lot to the landscape.
So as we bid farewell to another damaged building, it's time to resume the inner city tiki tour that was started yesterday using last week's photos :) Here's the map again:
Looking up the street and beyond the cordon fences, the wonky buildings I'd been told about are clearly visible. The building at the rear (which is still vertical) is the Forsyth Barr building which lost its internal stairwell in the quake, meaning those inside had to be rescued via windows. The two other buildings... well, the front one is leaning back and the brown one in the middle is leaning forward. From what I've been told, these two will be coming down (along with hundreds of others).
Provincial Chambers have played host to many businesses, functions and events... I remember taking the kids to a Harry Potter themed Kidsfest event there when they were much younger, all dressed up in wizard robes & hats.
Walking back towards Cranmer Square I passed a cafe, hastily emptied on February 22nd and not yet revisited... a section of The Press is draped across a stool, still waiting to be replaced by the next day's edition.
I drove a little further down the road, past the Peterborough Centre - where I spent many hours at dance classes and theatrical rehearsals in my younger days - before pulling up at the Salisbury/Montreal/Victoria intersection (16). This area has seen a great deal of change over the last few months, with the Asko & Caxton Press buildings coming down after the September quake, and more since February, including the Strategy building.
On the way back home I travelled down Salisbury St and stopped at the corner of Salisbury & Montreal. The site of the old Asko building had already been transformed into a green space, a temporary garden for the city of Christchurch. Just two weeks before the February quake, a brick sign had been unveiled with great fanfare, before promptly disappearing behind the cordon for months.