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I was truly surprised at the sheer emptiness of the landscape just outside the congested and crowded magapolis of Bangkok. Seen here are salt pans on the road from Bangkok to Sakon Sathorn. A simple evaporation process is followed in salt production, using only the sun and wind power, not very different now than how it has been done for generations. The sea water in the salt pans evaporates and as it gets more concentrated, leaves behind the salt deposit. This is is then raked, arranged in piles and then moved to areas closer to a central processing location,The raking by hand is to arrange the salt into long rows, which are then cut into smaller ridges before being gathered into pyramid shapes. (Samut Sakhorn on the outskirts of Bangkok, Thailand, Oct. 2018)
...not a great shot, but a good photo idea. I was stuck in traffic crossing one of the major north-south avenues in Midtown Manhattan. Traffic was severely congested and I could see taillights all the way down the avenue. So I got a quick shot before passing. It was a bit dark, but as a pedestrian this type of shot should be easier to snap.
Rather scrappy but very large old coontie. There must be hundreds of apices, all congested together, in a patch over a metre in diameter. It is a male.
Bangkok, Thailand - Jul 30, 2015. Traffic at downtown in Bangkok, Thailand. Bangkok is the second-most congested city in the world.
I just read more on these: "... Mathews established a new housing paradigm that was a welcome departure from the congested tenements of the Lower East Side. The three story apartment buildings were simple, sturdy, and relatively cheap to construct, and therefore became the standard for subsequent tenement house construction. Exhibited at the 1915 Panama Pacific Fair in San Francisco, the Mathews Model Flats were heralded as an exceptional achievement.
In keeping with the 1905 fire code for this part of Queens, these attached row buildings were composed of load-bearing masonry walls. Though every block appears the same at first glance, each row was artfully designed with its own intricate corbelling pattern made from variations of light and dark yellow brick from the Kreischer Brick Manufacturing Company in Staten Island. In another attempt to distinguish one block from another, the houses boast a variety of elaborate Romanesque or Renaissance Revival details.
Over 1,000 Mathews Model Flats were constructed between 1900 and 1925. The New York Times reported that the apartment houses, “if placed side by side, would make a line over four miles long.” In December 2008, the NYC Landmarks Preservation Commission held a public hearing on the proposed designation of the Ridgewood North Historic District which is composed of the earliest examples of Mathews Model Flats." www.mas.org/the-mathews-model-flats-a-place-that-matters/
Saigon, Vietnam - Feb 1, 2019. People riding scooters on street in Saigon (Ho Chi Minh). Vietnam has one of the highest motorbike ownership rates worldwide.
The third in the queue took off then the second then the third if they were planes they would not have made it :-)
Lecia M8 135mm
Péage urbain de Londres, institué en 2003. La zone est traversée par un très grand nombre de lignes de bus, en rouge sur la carte
We fortunately did not encounter more electric tuk tuks passing each other. A couple of them did roll past though, but in one direction only, which gave us about three feet clearance between us and the passing tuk tuk. Our walk through this particular uber narrow street is almost coming to an end, and although we walked past a few more, they were not as congested. It's very rare to see lanes more narrow than this! The shiny decorations hanging overhead gave a very Moslem Eid festival like vibe to the place, but this was local commerce at it's thickest, no celebratory mood here! (Amritsar, Punjab, northern India, Nov. 2017)
We are out of the congested Shanghai old town district now and are now walking towards the Shanghai Huangpu River ferry terminal for the river cruise. These last few shots are of the shops on the outer periphery of the old town. (I had featured stores on the periphery from across the street in the beginning of this album). Although I was done with trinkets shopping as I had spent nearly eight days in China already, I simply couldn't get enough of these lovely gift shops, with their sheer variety and exuberant colours! We have already covered the old town district of Shanghai in some detail earlier in this album, so I will save you the commentary and simply let you enjoy the view. (Shanghai, China, May 2017)
Making traffic disappear on the perpetually congested H1 freeway in downtown Honolulu with a daytime neutral density long exposure.
Discovered with these shots just how much light leaks through the optical viewfinder on the Nikon D7100! Lesson learned. :) Made that go away by desaturating the whole thing.
When the roads get too congested and you wanna get to where you're going in calm style, jump in a water taxi and cruise to your destination.
Dalat, Vietnam - Apr 6, 2013. Traffic on main street in Dalat, Vietnam. Dalat is a mid-sized city that looks like a cross between Vietnam and the French Alps.
Typical scene in rural Kerala. It is always great to get away from the ever growing congested town areas.
Day one of the 2017 Power Delivery Design Conference. Buck Fife (POWER) co-presents on 500 kV challenges in congested areas.
Someone seems to be feeling a little better! He's still very congested, and sometimes he doesn't look so good, but he looks so great in this shot.
I-77 is one of the more scenic interstates in NE Ohio. More scenic and More Congested than most others!!!
Péage urbain de Londres, institué en 2003. La zone est traversée par un très grand nombre de lignes de bus, en rouge sur la carte
The roads of Kuala Lumpur getting congested in the heavy rain.
Olympus Om1n, Zuiko 50mm f1.8, Fujifilm Sensia 200.
The path to 'Endless Love' in Malang. Malang was one of the more pleasent big cities in Java (most are horribly congested and polluted).
Traffic was heavily congested on Hannegan Road, one of the detour routes around the Guide closure. This was taken around 8 a.m. Friday morning.
Remember when this narrow, congested, curvy 4 lane highway was the main drag into New York City? This was taken at the bottom of College Hill, getting ready to go under US 22. 05-06-11
One more night in Memphis and we took another look at Beale Street. This time a lot less congested and a lot less intimidating. Altogether a much better experience. Ate in the Hard Rock Cafe. I know not very adventurous but it was decent. And a stroll along Beale Street led to BB Kings where we were thoroughly entertained by one Patrick Dodd. Amaze-ing!!! Terrific blues and made Beale Street feel so much more worthwhile. This guy is awesome. He's on facebook, so check him out and if he's ever in your neck of the woods and if you love blues you will defy love this guy... www.facebook.com/patrickdoddmusic
Before leaving Memphis for Nashville I wanted to visit the Lorraine Motel, the scene of Martin Luther King's assasination as I read it was a civil right museum. When we got there we met the most incredible woman Ms Jacqueline Smith. She has bee protesting there for over 22 years. I got chatting to her and decided not to visit the museum after all. Read her story she is an amazing woman. And I got a wee kiss from her too!!! :D www.fulfillthedream.net/
Next stop Nashville wooooohooooo! (At last!!!)
Péage urbain de Londres, institué en 2003. La zone est traversée par un très grand nombre de lignes de bus, en rouge sur la carte
Across from the noisy, congested and always busy Empress Market in downtown Karachi lies a sleepy park where the homeless and addicts literally sleep undisturbed.
Late morning on Monday, October 5, and we step off the train into yet another quite warm autumn day, this time in hectic Varanasi, at the eastern edge of Uttar Pradesh. Though we’d be going to Delhi/New Delhi on the noon train tomorrow, I didn’t realize at the time that this would be the last of my photo shooting in India for this trip. (We were in Delhi for roughly 48 hours, but I got sick from train food on the 18 hour journey between Varanasi & the capital. Since the capital seemed way too smoggy, dirty, congested, disorganized…I didn’t feel like I’d missed out terribly, though there were a few places I would have liked seeing there.)
I’ll finish this posting on a good note, though, and focus on Varanasi. Before getting there, I wasn’t terribly excited about the tourist attractions I’d read about, but that’s not why people come to Varanasi. Varanasi is to Hindus what Mecca & Medina are to Muslims, or Jerusalem to Christians. It’s their holiest city. On the banks of the Ganges, people come here to die, then have their ashes spread in the river.
Varanasi has a lot of poor and indigent people as well, who come and hope to be cremated and buried in the river, and there are a few places that serve as pseudo-hospices to help them. They tend to try to collect donations from anyone to afford to pay for the wood – it’s a specific wood they use for the cremation – so they can help these people.
So Varanasi is an interesting place. There are many ghats (ghat is like…a pier, or a place where you can access the river), and the most famous are probably Dashashwamedh Ghat (the liveliest and most colorful) and Manikarnika (the Burning Ghat). There are many other ghats, as well, and some have specific histories attached to them.
For me, the best plan was to stay in a hotel near the ghats in the Old City so we could enjoy the sunrise and stroll around. The Hotel Alka was my random choice, and it turned out to be good. It’s cheap, riverside, has a decent restaurant (though, as it’s a hotel restaurant, not as good as many of the others where we’d eaten in the past two weeks), and overall a comfortable room.
After getting checked in (and this place was pretty crowded), I took a shower, then headed off with a local guy who gave me a tour of the Old City. Now, a word on that… It’s not recommended that you go with any local who offers because most of them will steer you into various businesses, or towards people who are all too happy to try to get your money. I was very firm with this guy, though, and told him the maximum price I’d pay regardless of what he showed me, and that he should plan accordingly. He didn’t, and was a bit disappointed when I paid him exactly what I said I would.
The tour included stops at a few temples – they all started to look a bit alike after the second one – and at Manikarnika (one of the places where you’re herded and they try to make you feel guilty if you don’t fork over five million dollars to pay for everyone’s cremation). The last stop was at his boss’s store, well away from the old city, over in the Muslim Quarter, where I had to sit patiently through a whole lot of lecturing on textiles and their pleading that I buy the entire building. I tried to be as polite as possible with the last part, stating up front that I wouldn’t buy a thing before going in, though that disappointed them to no end. In the end, perhaps it’s better to go on your own…
After about four hours with my guide, it was already dusk and the city actually felt less safe than others. (There were a lot of police out and about.) It turns out that there wa s a religious ceremony that the police were banning this particular year for some reason, so there was a bit of tension. And since Varanasi isn’t a city that is lit up much at night, there wasn’t much to see, so I was glad to just get to my room and call it a day.
Waking early on Tuesday morning, I caught the sunrise over the Ganges, then wandered up and down the ghats for an hour or so. This really was an interesting experience as it seems the entire city comes to bathe in the river, and everyone seems pretty happy. There are plenty of boat tours, too, which I skipped, as I just wanted to take a walk.
After an hour or so of wandering the riverside, I went back to the Alka, had breakfast, and enjoyed my remaining few hours just watching the sun rise higher before heading to the train station for the unofficial (though still unbeknownst to me) end of this trip to India.
In hindsight, this was a terrific two weeks. Though I enjoyed Uttar Pradesh, I wouldn’t go out of my way to return here – unless going to different parts of the state, and I would certainly include a trip to Agra in that – but Rajasthan…I would gladly go back to anytime. However, India has a lot to offer, and I’m not sure if I’ll return here or go to different parts of the country. Anything is possible…
February 4th - Day 35
Today woke up pretty congested again. Made my way to church where Warren preached on King Nebuchadnezzar's pride from Daniel 4. It was great hearing the word preached, worshiping, and catching up with people.
After service I had a leadership meeting for Seeds of Life. After the meeting I made a boba run at Le Arbre Tea House in Rosemead before heading home. The rest of the afternoon and evening consisted of photo editing, video editing, and catching up on emails.
Yup, no SuperBowl party. Too tired for that.
Looking over the congested Downtown Connector and the skyline of Downtown Atlanta, from the Pryor Rd overpass
The thick turgid and somewhat congested pods are distinctively held erect similar to the closely related and likely ancestral species, Astragalus canadensis. This site is in the Horseshoe Bend campground area along the Bighorn River, northeast of Lovell.
Sudan, Khartoum, minaret with congested houses in the background against clear sky
After driving on the motorbike on congested roads, my face would be covered in black soot from the exhaust pipes of other motor vehicles on the road. However, the largest contributor were the large trucks transporting cargo.
You can refer to another mug shot of mine a couple days after this when my face was even more black after 11 hours of riding from Sa Pa to Hanoi.
My head got so congested, it exploded. I'm sorry I didn't catch the moment with all of the mucus and skull bits flying everywhere. However, I did record it smoking.
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Going to school is torture when you're sick. Shoving information into an already aching head does not do one good. My radioactive cold had a complete vertical spike in symptoms.