One of the worst things about moving is dealing is the simple logistics. I used to pick up my library orders from Burton Barr either on my way home (during the week) or as the focal point of a weekend bike (and brunch) stroll. But now that we're just a little ways north of Yucca, it seemed fitting to make this my new pickup locale.
Now, hey -- it's a library. Libraries have hobos. They also have weirdos, creeps, and the associated security. As a guy, I can pretty much ignore all this but I get how women can feel uncomfortable. That said, I like Yucca because you can pull right up to the book drop on the east side of the building to return your books after hours.