I started off this morning a bit more than 1,400 steps in the hole, mostly because I took yesterday afternoon off. So the Friday of my 8,000-steps-per-workday week had to contain 9,400 steps. Headed back to Madison Square at lunch, mostly because it was a mindless way to get them.
Malls are still some of my least favorite places, but Madison Square is getting to that point at which I don’t mind it so much. (Unfortunately, “that point” refers to this particular moment in its death spiral.) I think the place might be a quarter vacant, or maybe a bit more. JCPenney, Sears, and Belk are the only normally-functioning anchors. Dillard’s appears to have another couple of weeks remaining in its closeout, and the rest of the big slots are already empty.
I think I might have seen 20 people under 30 today. That’s part of what makes it a good place to walk, and indeed, it’s full of people my age to much older doing so. See, though, people my age to much older don’t spend money in malls.
I no longer think there’s merely a whiff of death on Madison Square. Now I think when, not if, it goes away as we know it. What’s going to happen to it? The extended ten-year coma of The Mall seems unlikely. Letting it out to schools and doctors seems plausible. I suppose it could be demolished, but it’d take a substantial reimagining of the area.
One circuit through both floors is about 850 steps for me, by the way.