And Carmen District is no more the sleepy, one-horse district it once was when we left the place. It is now hodge-podge and chaotic clusters of humanity and human habitation and a puzzling coterie of many small-time businesses ranging from junk dealers, to lumberyards, to art and sign shops, etc., overflowing and filling into sidewalks and even street lanes. It has now become an overly congested and unabated growth, unchecked and unplanned, and heavily impacting on the overall health of the entire city.
No wonder then that a small public concrete bridge designed to allow rain or flood waters to flow through a by-gone creek to empty into the river nearby has been re-designed by its uninvited inhabitants. Essentially as living and working quarters for a small community of residents doing business in bustling Carmen public market also located nearby.
And for the rest of their families, this where they also raise their little children, or where they allow their energy-laden toddlers to frolic around. With the busy bridge above providing shelter from both sun and rain.
This they revealed amidst the furor ushered in by blaring sirens coming from RTA vehicles rounding up for confiscation carts, store inventory, or whatever can be found occupying or littering pedestrian sidewalks/lanes and/or street lanes.
Another typical day here in Carmen, the residents mused.