I had run out of images I could legitimately post as “City Lights” entries, and its rotation was coming up again recently, so I set myself daily reminders each evening to “take city lights photos!” so that I’d be nudged out the door. I took this, as well as our last post in this series on a late-evening walk home from Gilberto Gil’s “Farwell to Amsterdam” concert at the Concertgebouw – so I guess those reminders opened my eyes to new possibilities for this series, eh? Fun fact: the Concertgebouw was an easy 20-minute walk from my old place. It was about a 25-minute bike ride the other night coming home (to this new place) from my last concert of the summer season, a glorious first exposure to Ayanna Witter Johnson, who explained before playing her cover of “Roxanne” that she got a big boost during covid lockdown after the Concertgebouw posted this video of her performing it in an empty recital hall – the very hall where we heard her performing last Friday along with her backup band as well as the Ragazze Quartet.
On our very blustery sand-blown morning on Borkum, we wandered past this remarkable building its lovely roof decoration :-). And yes, that’s a third Borkum lighthouse to the left, above. (Read through my past posts tagged “Borkum” for explanation if needed.) More of it in future posts.
I really must get out to the real countryside and take more canal photos. I also need to show you more of Paleis Het Loo (thanks to Steve, without whom I wouldn’t have known we should stop by that palace when we were in the neighborhood in late June) than just more of these shots from their lovely palace gardens…
Two early-morning views from my new place (just moved, middle of the week past) – above, looking north from my bedroom and below looking west from my living room. We’ve shown you Sloterplas, the lake below, in this previous post as well as a few others. You’ll be seeing more of this, and much less of my last neighborhood park going forward 🙂
Last photo taken on the boat back from Borkum to Emden above, and first photo taken on the boat from Emden to Borkum below – both lookin at the wind farm on the NL side of the river. So many things one can do with coastlines, eh?
Last photos from that dusk landing at Cotonou’s Cadjahoun International airport in Benin that we showed you in one previous post. Indeed, somewhat scraping the bottom of the barrel on these airplane from-the-air shots, but it’s also the mood: one boards mid-day in Brussels, flies south and west, makes a stop some seven hours later to discharge and take on passengers in a place one’s only ever seen on a map before…one sits in one’s seat for 45 minutes while that happens, watching ground crews at work and wondering when one will get to lie down in a real bed and sleep…and then one’s off again to the next airport. Somehow somewhat surreal, I guess.
Still working our way through the dramatic mountains of northern Iraq, and wondering whether I’ll manage to get to anything else that can be legitimately called a mountain in time to continue this particular series once I’ve posted the few that still remain 🙂