10 AM - 8 PM
131 Colonie Center, Albany“Not a bad mall, except the parking is terrible. There's never any reasonably close spots, ever. If you're handicap, don't bother trying. If you do go, it's not bad inside. Nice selection of stores and restaurants. There's even a post office. Also, they have a Whole Paycheck, uhh, I mean Whole Foods. I love Whole Foods, but they are pricey. At least the parking down by them is ok. The Barnes and Noble is pretty nice as well, but what bookstore isn't?”
“We went to Walmart and it was enormous. We didn't have time to check out the entire store because we were there for an appointment. We're supposed to go back next week and have more time.”
9AM - 8:30PM
1770 Central Ave, Albany“They had a replacement sparkplug for my snowblower. I had a short wait as the only person working there when I got there was helping someone over the phone, and two more calls came in. Easy parking. Easy access off Rt 5.”
“Lots of stores, restaurants and great selections and a great food court. A great place to walk. They are always adding new stores and new places to eat. In addition to the food court, the have many stand-alone eateries as well, including The Standard, Maggie McFly's, and Aloha Crab, among others!”
“Temple of the mundane, a strip mall sprawled beneath the ether's watchful gaze, the asphalt garden hedged by bushes of burning neon, where souls come to wander-The pilgrim garbed in the plain cloth of the everyman steps upon hallowed pavement: each store a shrine; each transaction, a ritual. The sacred reveals itself in the abundant profane.Middle aged white women gather in the Talbots to supplicate that they should receive raiments to reflect the riotous joy of living. Chipotle wafts a fragrant offering to the heavens, returning in molecules to the earth's bounty and the hands that shape it into sustenance. Lo, Pottery Barn, where you will find the finest cribs for your begotten and curtains to let in the light, made in the image of the artistry that shapes the mundane into the magnificent.In the fluorescence, under the hum of prophecies, the pilgrim beholds a revelation: that the divine is not sequestered in the temples, but walks among us in places of commerce and communion, whispering in the rustle of plastic bags, in the soft sigh of satisfaction, in the silent prayers of those who seek solace in the aisles of plenty.And as the sun sets, casting long shadows across the parking lot, the strip mall transforms into a mundane mirage fading into sacred darkness. The pilgrim departs, carrying a profound truth, knowing holy ground is everywhere underfoot, that the divine mystery enfolds all of existence in its embrace.”