Two more airborne shots from my Cox to Dhaka flight last month. North of Chattogram (Chittagong) and looking east northeast, above; and still in Cox, looking south, below.
A triptych of canals from my bike ride out out to Muidersloot back in May: above, boats plying the Vecht River by the town of Muiden, plus another of the Vecht below right and a smaller field canal in the vicinity on the left.
There’s a petting zoo in the park I bike or walk through if I’m heading into the city proper, so if I decide on a leisurely stroll one weekend or evening (e.g. the best bakeries are over that way), I get to watch the goats cavorting.
I’ve pondered starting a new series called “transport choices” but just don’t think it’ll ever be visually stimulating enough to get me going or keep your eyes. This would be a good example: a Guardian article sent by a friend a a couple years back told me about this underground & underwater bike parking garage next to Amsterdam Centraal. Various articles on the Dutch (and in particular Amsterdam) choice to seriously invest in bike, foot and public transit infrastructure over and above car infrastructure strike a tone of mixed admiration and derision, I find – and this article was no exception. Having used this precise bike garage now multiple times to conveniently convey myself and my tennis-bag via bike to Centraal, drop the bike in a clean, safe, dry, attended underground lot for a cheap daily rate after the first free 24 hours and then simply walk up the stairs on the other side then directly into the station, I’ll say this use of my tax dollars is a far more welcome use than nearly all the uses my US tax dollars go for. Yeah, that’s my bike in its little spot before one of my Berlin trips this year. The Dutch deride me for my helmet, but I’m as impervious to that as I am to American derision for this fabulous parking alternative.
(so much world, so little time....) 