A year ago, I travelled to southern France with my honey and some
friends. As we visited Marseilles, a port town on the Mediterranean with
a history stretching back some 2,600 years, we came to a plaque that
commemorated the start of that history. Along the old harbour, the
bronze reads “Here, in 600 BC, Greek sailors from Phocaea, a Greek city
in Asia Minor, landed. They founded Marseilles, to serve as a beacon of
civilization to the west.”
The parade provided lots of interesting sights. I got his photo of one
of the wagon drivers in the parade. I thought the outfit was rather
timeless and I liked the look on his face.
This summer while I was waiting for a parade to start, so I started
taking pictures of some of the other people waiting around me. I ended
up with this neat picture of this boy. There’s just something about the
look on his face…
I like how the background has faded away, and how the photo seems to
make the ‘ordinary’ thermometer seem special.
I recently stumbled across this map of “Leading Ethnicity by Census
Division,” based on the 2006 Canadian census (original
Maps fascinate me and I thought this one was pretty cool. I thought I’d
share a few thoughts, but first the map itself:
So I found this parking meter one day exploring in France. Having
studied a little about parking I was fascinated. One of the goals of
parking meters is to encourage turnover to allow lots of people to visit
the area. In France, you sometimes run into timed parking (limited to 1
to 4 hours) with a similar goal. The “old-school” way of doing that was
to have a little disk you would put on your dash, showing when you
showed up (and by extension, when you could park there till). It took me
a while to figure out the system (they paint the lines green for those
spots) and then once I had it figured out, I never had a disk with me.
So when I spotted these machines, I thought they were genius! They tell
you right away how long you can park in the spot and how much time you
have left. As a “bonus,” it makes if far easier for the Meter Maid to
see in a hurry who has overstayed their welcome.
For Remembrance Day — Lest We Forget
They shall grow not old,
as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them,
nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun
and in the morning
We will remember them.
We will remember them.
While in France, the combination of being somewhere near ‘church mouse
poor’ and living in a small (32 square metres / 350 sq ft) 1 bedroom
apartment, I looked for hobbies that took up little space and so settled
on photography (i.e. my Project
dabbling in computer programming and to a lesser degree, artificial
intelligence (my WmDOT
OpenTTD). It was quite enjoyable, but on my return to North America, I
found myself with a lot more space and more geographically stable. I
wanted to make things that were a little more physical and so with the
encouragement of my Honey, I started into Model Railroading, a childhood
dream. One of my shocks was the cost of models! A regular-ish building,
measuring maybe 2x3x3 inches would cost $60! There had to be a better way…
My continuing adventures took me to London and to see the Queen!
Actually, the Queen was nowhere to be seen, but I did see Buckingham
Palace and the Changing of the Guards. On the square surrounding
Buckingham Palace are gates recognizing the different British colonies
and on the gates of the Palace itself sit the Arms of Britain itself. I
thought the gold leaf was cool and it provided a nice contrast against
the grey-green iron of the rest of the gate.
In France, many people (including me when I was there) live in low-rise
apartment buildings. Typically, they are three to six stories tall with
the bottom floor as retail (I lived above an insurance agent and a
restaurant) and those above as residential. Many of the buildings are
fairly old and so have narrow staircases and a small, if existent,
elevator. Day-to-day, this isn’t too bad, but when you go to move in or
out, the stairs turn into a nightmare. So the solution is to bring your
own “moving elevator” on moving day! Such a moving elevator can be
carried nicely on a trailer behind the moving truck and unfolds at your
soon-to-be-former lodging. Point it at a window, which can be as large
as your front door and is never screened, and the moving begins!