I went to there!

so excited that I sprinted these stairs! and in my haste I missed out on the trolley that runs along side them...

 

when I found it, the bench was occupied and I am too tired from all the running to go over and negotiate, so I sat on the grass and leaned against this tree that was carved into and colored on and watch the city below, just the tree and I...

and then my eyes noticed what my heart refused to see: the bench had been defiled, it's plaque long since stolen...

but I was there! I sat near Tom's bench and drank coffee (and water) and thought romantical thoughts while sighing wistfully and I took pictures when it became too quiet...