The main reason I went to Pittsburgh was to see the Andy Warhol Museum. Andy was brought up in Pittburgh and his Foundation, set up on his death in 1987, was charged to make this happen.
I could take a few photos on the ground floor...
Afterwards I went for a walk along the river. The bridges all seem to be painted yellow - must be a job-lot on the paint.
This was from a memorial to policemen killed on duty.
Thus bus seems to be out of the '50's - but actually they are everywhere.
I stayed at a small hotel called The Priory - and it once was a Priory. It was lovely...
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