Revisiting ruined architecture

Ruined, before & after
St. Thomas, Ontario, June 2007 [Click all images to enlarge]

Air shows are notorious for the parking nightmares they create. I have none-too-fond memories of sitting for hours while waiting for volunteers to guide my car to a large field far, far away from the actual event site. Cars and airports are a lousy combination on a good day. On an air show day, it gets even worse.

So when organizers of this year's show offered free shuttle bus service from the community center, I thought it might help me avoid spending a couple of hours in gridlock. As we parked in the near-empty parking lot, our daughter looked across the field and saw an ancient-looking building that had clearly seen its better days. "Ruined" was the first word that came to mind when I followed her pointed finger. I smiled as I thought about how observant she has become, how much like me she is. Poor kid.

She then insisted that I take a picture of it before we got on the shuttle bus. So I did.

When we got back to the centre at the end of the day, the sun had now shifted behind the building. Dahlia stared at it again and put into words exactly what I was thinking: "That looks neat, Dad. Want to take another picture of it?"

Wise daughters should always be listened to. So I took my camera out and once again explored the decrepit facade.

Your turn: What stories do you think this building would tell?

One more thing: This sequence continues my different-time-of-day thinking that I introduced here. I hope you'll take a moment to look at both images more closely. I wonder what you'll find when you do...

Wheelies

The wheels on the bus go round and round...
London, ON, April 2007 [Click to enlarge]

The big yellow grocery store that opened near our house last year continues to be a great place to bring a camera. While picking up some milk, I thought I'd take another run at the grocery carts parked outside. There's a neat pattern to them when they're all stacked up, and they seemed to be asking for a shot (please click here for my first, much earlier attempt at grocery buggy photography.)

So I crouched down on the sidewalk and snapped away. No sooner had I racked off my first shot, I heard a voice behind me.

"I just have to ask why you're so interested in my buggies."

I spun around and saw a very official-looking man wearing a windbreaker with the store's logo on it. The owner. I was either busted or vindicated. I explained that I loved the aesthetic of the yellow. He and I bantered about what a cool store he had and how much I loved to shoot interesting pictures. He thought it was neat that I'd find stuff like that worth shooting. We parted with smiles on our faces.

Something tells me I'll be returning to this store. To shop AND to shoot pictures.

Your turn: The difference between a mediocre moment and one that inspires can be small indeed. This time out, the store owner kept an open mind, and I think I made his day. He sure made mine, and in doing so, he earned my future business. Got a similarly uplifting business story from your own experience?

iPhone, you phone...

Can you tell I'm in an Apple mood? My phone's been ringing and my inbox has been buzzing this week because tomorrow's the day when the world as we know it will change. Freed from the shackles of electronic gadget mediocrity, June 29th, 2007 will go down in history as the day we emerged from the Dark Age of the Smartphone. All dates before this date shall heretofore be annotated as B.I. (Before iPhone), and Steve Jobs, the purveyor of all electronics that are good, shall be our new nondemoninational-in-black-jeans hero.

Oops, slipped into Apple Cultspeak for a bit there. Sorry about that.

(I'll drop the Your Turn in a little early so you don't miss it, as this is a super-long entry. Sorry.)

Your turn: Where do you stand on iPhone-mania? Is this all just a little much? Click the comment link below and sound off. But no profanity: my mother reads this every once in a while.

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The good news in all of this - aside from the fact that we won't have to deal with iPhone craziness in Canada for at least another few months - is that I got some pretty neat media attention from the growing Apple iPhone mania. Here's the rundown:

• Business News Network. I was on TV again earlier today, discussing Research In Motion, the fate of the BlackBerry, and the iPhone's impact on the other, more business-focused fruity device. I spoke to Kim Parlee, and the link to the interview can be found here.

• InformationWeek. I was quoted in Rick Martin's story, iPhone Dives Into Ocean Of New Smartphones. Here's what I said...

"The iPhone's arrival is serving as a catalyst for the other handheld makers to finally get serious about their converged smartphone offerings," says Carmi Levy, senior VP for strategic consulting at AR Communications. "The smartphone is finally emerging out of its awkward adolescent phase."

[Snip]. Later in the article, when I was asked to comment on the Helio Oxygen device, I said this:

What's more, says Levy, "Helio's online/call center subscription model allows customers to bypass the typically Byzantine retail channel and provides more direct control over the service through the life of the device." Providing relief for mobile phone users fed up with the traditional carrier-dominated model, this innovative system "could be just as significant as any flashy hardware launch announcement."

• The Ottawa Citizen. I spoke with Vito Pilieci, who wrote Canadian access to IPhone won't come easy. Also picked up by other papers in the CanWest chain: the National Post and the Victoria Times-Colonist. The Global National television network also ran it. Here's what I said:
  
  And getting it to work in Canada could be even harder.
  
  "I wish them the best of luck," said Carmi Levy, senior vice-president of strategic consulting for Toronto research company AR Communications Inc. "There is no guarantee that the product will work the way it is supposed to."

[Snip] Coleman noted that it is against Rogers policy to unlock the phones of other networks.

She refused to comment what Rogers employees will do if people manage to unlock their IPhones and demand that Rogers activate the phones on its network.

Levy agreed that opening the IPhone to work on other networks will be extremely difficult.

"You can bet your mortgage that Apple has locked it up," he said, adding that it will take talented hackers a long time to figure out how to take off the AT&T locks. "It's not something that I or my mother-in-law could do. Most people just won't want to spend the time, money or effort to do that."

• Montreal Gazette. Marc Saltzman interviewed me for his piece, Why the iPhone is on hold in Canada. Also picked up by MSN/Sympatico. Here's what I said:
  
  "Like it or not, the U.S. market is an order of magnitude larger than the Canadian one - there are 10 times as many consumers there, as there are here - so it makes bottom-line sense for Apple to get things rolling in its most critical market before it turns its attention elsewhere," says Carmi Levy, a senior vice- president at AR Communications Inc., a Toronto-based marketing communications firm.
  

"Demand will also far outstrip supply in the first few months - so much so that Apple will likely not be able to satisfy the American market, let alone international ones," says Levy. "So by staging its launches on a country-by-country and continent-by-continent basis, Apple can create new hype cycles in phases around the world, and in doing so minimizes the risk of disappointing local fans with months-long waiting lists."

[Snip]

Can Canadians do this (use it in Canada with a transplanted SIM card) with the iPhone? Not likely, say the experts.

"While this is a fairly quick, easy and inexpensive option for most basic cellphones, it's a little more involved for a sophisticated device like the iPhone," explains Levy. "Apple's new offering extends well beyond basic voice or data service and as such its rich multimedia toolset might not be properly supported by a hacked SIM card solution."

Even if the technical issues could be overcome, Levy points out a more basic problem. "Simply getting an American-sourced iPhone for a SIM card transplant could be the biggest challenge of all - there's no telling how long the lineups will be at American stores after the device goes on sale."

"Maybe early Canadian adopters will want to call ahead," Levy adds, "on something other than an iPhone, of course.

Look up in the sky

Scene from a backyard
London, Ontario, June 2007 [Click to embiggen]

It's 7:48 p.m. I'm out back with the kids and the dog. The BBQ is slowly getting our dinner ready, its puffs of smoke gently making us hungry as we enjoy the beautiful evening. I look up in the sky and notice how the cloud formations are being backlit by the setting sun. It's been a warm, humid day, so the drama in the atmosphere is easy to spot even with the naked eye.

But naked eyes don't have terribly good memories. I'm sure I'll remember this moment, but it would be a lot easier if I had a picture to prompt me. Luckily the camera's just inside the patio door. I reach for it, flip it into full manual and slightly underexpose the metering to ensure the cool rays in the sky don't get washed out.

Our daughter says she thinks she sees a face as she squints in the same direction of my lens, but I'm not so sure. What do you think?

I take the picture, then go back to finishing up on the BBQ before our meal burns. Another small moment in our ongoing adventure.

Your turn: What are the first three words that come to mind when you first see this image? Don't think it over too much...just blurt 'em out.

Thrice around the sun

The journey continues...
San Francisco, CA, March 2007 [Click to enlarge]

Today is a very special day in Pitkinville: it's been three years since Written Inc. first went live. Since this is my first blog, it's also been three years since I became a blogger.

Funny, but it seems like I've been at it longer than that. I don't remember what it was like to not have my own blog. I say that with a smile on my face and warmth in my heart, because this has been a great journey for me. I hope you've enjoyed it, too.

What started as a simple exercise in learning the ins and outs of a nascent medium has evolved into a platform for my words and my images. I've become part of a vibrant community of writers, all of whom never cease to amaze me with their intelligence, creativity, humor and kindness.

I've learned that words and images, the basic building blocks of creativity in my world ever since I was a kid, can go much further than the yellowing pages of the albums that once represented the final resting place of so much of my work. I've learned that these new media can send a journalist's vision to places barely imagined the first day I walked wide-eyed into j-school.

I don't know where this ends, or if it ever really needs to end. Indeed, so many of the folks who I once read and who read me when I first went live are no longer blogging. Yet I feel no need to put my pen down. I write for a living, so not writing in this admittedly informal, self-edited capacity seems almost unthinkable. It's like the photographer putting down his camera (equally unthinkable), the cyclist parking his bicycle (ditto), the dreamer silencing his aspirations (yup, same thing.) This is me. And I'll keep writing and shooting as long as that fire to create and share continues to burn.

I love setting aside a few quiet minutes every day to share a thought or two, to upload a picture that means something to me, to share my view of the world and read the comments of once-complete strangers who I've come to know as friends. It isn't work, because I love being a part of this wild little world. I hope you love it, too. And I hope you're around to share future milestones with me. Thank you for being part of the journey thus far.

Onward...

Your turn: In case you missed them, here are the links to my first-ever post, the first anniversary entry and last year's anniversary entry. If you have a moment, I hope you'll read them, then come back here and tell us why milestones matter, and why the blogging community often seems to be so much more than mere pixels on a screen.

About the image: This is a section of track for San Francisco's famous cable cars. I thought it would be appropriate to include now, as it symbolizes the journey, and the fact that the direction can change when you least expect it. It's also a pretty atypical picture, the kind of image that I tend to capture while I look where everyone else is not. Maybe that's my life's philosophy. Or not...whatever. Wherever I end up, I'll never be able to say it hasn't been a fun trip.

Snowbirds return to the skies

Canada's best, where they belong
St. Thomas, Ontario, June 2007 [Click all images to enlarge]

The Snowbirds are Canada's national precision flying team. The 431 Air Demonstration Squadron of the Canadian Armed Forces forms a crucial role in recruiting, and in representing Canada on the international stage. Like the U.S. Air Force Thunderbirds and the U.S. Navy Blue Angels, the pilots who fly these aircraft and the ground crew who maintain them represent the best of the best, and are always an inspiration for anyone who sees them.

The Snowbirds flight at the St. Thomas air show was a special one for a sad reason: it marked only the second public flight since the team lost a pilot in a training accident in Montana in May. Capt. Shawn McCaughey's #2 aircraft departed suddenly from the formation and plowed into the ground. The 31-year-old native of Candiac, Quebec, just south of Montreal, was the sixth Snowbird pilot to die since 1972.

Our kids sat right behind the thin yellow rope facing the flight line and watched as the ground crew saw the nine aircraft off. At various points through the day, I tried to explain to them why our nation had such a team in the first place, and why it was important to have folks like this to inspire the rest of us. In the end, they simply needed to sit on the tarmac and watch these heroes go through their paces both on the ground and in the air. By that point in the afternoon, I didn't have to say a word: they just watched in awe.

I captured the top-most image during one of their many precision maneuvers. What sets the Snowbirds apart from other precision flying teams is their equipment. They do not fly front-line fighter aircraft that have gobs of power and the latest in digital fly-by-wire flight control systems. They fly the CT-114 Tutor (also known as the Canadair CL-41), a two-seat trainer aircraft whose performance is best characterized as modest.

These planes were designed and built before I was born, and their replacement has been a matter of hot debate - which tends to get hotter whenever there's an accident. Our traditionally cash-strapped military hasn't committed to replacing them anytime soon (see here for some late-breaking news that outlines how the Air Force was urged in 2003 to replace these planes ASAP, and has thus far done...nothing.) But when either disbanding the team or equipping them with less expensive propellor-driven aircraft was suggested, you could hear the opposition from one end of the country to the other.

So while the debate rages, young soldiers who any parent would want his/her children to emulate continue to fly these relics of a bygone era, and they continue to make them dance in the sky in ways that make the rest of of us not just enjoy the performance, but feel it down to the base of our spine every time they fly past. It's as much an emotional journey as it is a physical one, one I'm glad my children got to experience as they sat on the hot asphalt beside the yellow rope.

Your turn: Iconic members of society. Please discuss who you think merits the term, what makes him/her/them iconic, why we watch, and what we can learn in the process.

Old meets new

A Harvard and a Hornet
St. Thomas, Ontario, June 2007 [Click to enlarge]

The T-6 Harvard was a widely used trainer during the Second World War. This robust airframe was produced in massive numbers, and as a result remains a popular heritage aircraft today. Here in Canada, the Royal Canadian Air Force (RCAF) used them as well, and they were painted in an incredibly rich shade yellow. To this day, when they show up at an air show, everyone knows them.

I tried to capture the color of this fantastic bird, but was challenged by the insane crowds of people on the tarmac, and by the fact that it was the end of the day and my kids were ready to go home. I got lucky when I realized it was parked beside the CF-18 Hornet, Canada's front-line fighter aircraft (think Canadianized, three-generations-behind F/A-18 and you're not far off.) I composed tightly and shot very quickly before scooping up the munchkins and heading out to the shuttle bus.

Your turn: Color. Why does it affect us so deeply? Do you have a color story to share?

One more thing: A total of four Harvards participated in the aerial demonstrations that day. Whenever they took to the skies, they made a distinctive sound that rivalled the big jets for impact on the crowd. When he first heard them, our youngest son said they sounded somewhat flatulent. So without skipping a beat, he spent the rest of the day calling them "the farting planes." Certainly not what their designers had in mind, but sweet all the same. The life of a six-year-old...

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Please come up with a caption for this photo [See below for instructions]
Mississauga, ON, May 2007 [Click to embiggen]

I snagged this photo on my way to China. I was on the first leg of the trip, from London to Toronto, and took this as we were on final approach into Pearson International Airport.

This is one of those fun geometry-type pictures that I love to take. And I'm hoping you'll be able to give it a name.

Before I turn things over to you, please take a moment to congratulate Leo for the winning caption for last week's image of an older man walking through Shanghai. "Just one step at a time" captured what I felt as I captured this image in the first place. This poor man seemed to be taking his steps as individual actions instead of the consistent flow that most of us normally follow. The other pedestrians, and indeed the world, seemed to be passing him by.

Thanks, Leo, for such a great caption (and my apologies for not posting a link to your blog. I couldn't find one. I'll add the link if you e-mail me.)

Your turn: If you're new to the Caption This thing, click here for the rules. Otherwise, click the Comment link and share as many suggestions as you've got. Co-workers, in-laws and even family pets are always welcome to join in the fun. And if you want to post multiple entries, go for it. The more the merrier. I'll post the winning caption next Sunday.

Air show kids

I'm making good on my somewhat benign threat to moblog from the air show. I managed to convince all three kids to tag along after overcoming their concerns over noise. We're on the shuttle bus back to the parking area...I hope this mobile geek blogging stuff works.

This is what they look like after climbing over, into and through every last military vehicle on static display, after eating their way through the knapsack that I had stuffed with snacks, after endearing themselves to every event volunteer they encountered. Oh, and they managed to see some neat planes, too.

After all that, I'm sure they'll sleep well tonight. And when they wake up tomorrow, I hope today's adventure becomes a happy forever memory for them.

Your turn: Please share a happy forever memory (I really like that term, can you tell?)

The journey begins

Dash 8, awaiting flight
London, ON, May 2007 [Click to enlarge]

I have this compulsive need to mark the milestones of every long distance trip. Before I drive anywhere, I quietly stand beside the car and, with my hand on the tail light, hope for a safe journey. As I board a plane, I place my hand on the outer skin and feel the rivets. Often, when I'm in the gate area, I'll take a picture of the plane I'm about to board. I'll repeat the process on the way home.

There isn't anything unique about these rituals. But they're important to me for some reason that I can't easily explain.

This trip was decidedly longer than my usual jaunt. I was about to fly halfway around the world. I was still in my "home" airport, about to board a puddlejumper that I had taken so many times before. Familiar territory and familiar equipment. For that moment, anyway.

And as my little plane sat in the early morning light, I thought it would make an ideal first picture, something to remember as I kicked off a trip I wouldn't soon forget; a piece of home that I'd carry with me as I ventured into the unknown.

In the end, the actual object being photographed may be somewhat ordinary and forgettable. But circumstances often render the moment significantly more worthy of a unique memory.

And so I squeezed off this reflective, deliberately-low-key-to-minimize-the-glare vision.

Your turn: Do you remember starts and finishes? Why?

One more thing: There's still more method to my photo-madness. I'm posting this today because I'm hoping to spend the day with at least one of the kids at the Wings 'n Wheels air show in nearby St. Thomas, Ontario. Ideally, It's one of those experiences that I know they'll cherish simply because it was cool, it was different, and we got to go through it together. I'll try to moblog from the site, too. More soon...

Big sister, little brother

Getting ready
London, ON, April 2007 [Click to enlarge]

Before the big dinner at our house, Dahlia helped her little brother, Noah, get his favorite new shirt all done up. His first attempt ended up with the buttons aligned just a little off, so in stepped his motherly big sister to save the day.

She's always been like that. From the moment he was born, Dahlia's been there, helping him in whatever way she sees fit. The tone in her voice changes when she shifts into big sis mode. I love watching her empathy in action, because it reinforces that we've done something right.

I love moments like this because they give me hope that our kids will grow up with a strong sense of needing to look out for each other. I don't believe that siblings are close simply because they're siblings. There's so much more that explains why this dynamic takes root in some children and not in others. Looking at my own kids on this special evening, I knew they were off to an excellent start.

Your turn: Brothers and sisters looking out for each other. Nice thought, isn't it?

Pearl by day, Pearl by night

Pearl base in the daytime
Shanghai, China, May 2007 [Click all images to enlarge]

Time of day plays an enormous role in the tone of a picture. I'm rarely in the same place enough times to test this theory, especially when I'm attending a conference where the schedule is intensely tight and my time is incredibly short.

This trip was an exception. I got lucky by being able to return to the same spot along the river, directly across from Shanghai's fast-growing financial district. I first wrote about the Oriental Pearl Tower in this entry (click here to go back and read it. I'll wait. Really!) When I saw the base of this incredible structure, it occurred to me that it might be an even more interesting view than the big skyline-type view in the typical tourist shot.

I liked how the unique fixtures just above ground level interacted with the immediate area, and the river on which they fronted. You could tell that whoever designed this didn't just want to isolate the structure from its neighborhood.


And again at night...

Your turn: Do you often go back to a given scene to shoot it at different times of day? Do tell...

Power, light and guidance

Show me the way
Shanghai, China, May 2007 [Click to enlarge]

When you look up in Shanghai, you notice the preponderance of wires hanging over your head. They seem so haphazardly strung, almost as if they were installed by a part-time electrician rushing to finish his work before reporting to his regular full-time gig installing hydraulic clutches at the scooter factory.

The first time I noticed this, I was a little nervous. 220 volts of electricity running through a rat's nest of cables can have that effect, I guess. But over the next few days, sights of randomly installed wires simply faded into the background, just another touchstone in a landscape so very different from the one I was used to.

Your turn: Look up. What do you see?

Not quite a towering inferno

Building on fire
Shanghai, China, May 2007 [Click to get closer to the sun]

Never mind that my hotel room was facing west, opposite the sunrise. I wanted a sunrise picture anyway. Sunset was out of the question because I was usually busy with work and other scheduled stuff whenever the sun went down. So it was morning or bust if I wanted some pics of the gasbag.

I can't explain why I'm obsessed with sunrise/sunset images...I must have been born under one or something - so when I noticed that the glass on the building facing my room was turning funny colors, I put two and two together and got my camera ready.

Sure enough, it was perfectly positioned to capture the sun through the smoggy-hazy atmosphere. I hate to say it, but pollution makes for lovely photography. I'll duck now.

Your turn: Do you have a memorable sunrise moment? What is it about this time of day that attracts our/your attention?

Backlit photographic mystery

What is this?
Shanghai, China, May 2007 [Click to embiggen, but not if you're from Shelbyville]

I'm pleased to share another in a series of informal images that are difficult to identify and make very little sense, but that have still found their way into my photographic archives. In other words, the kind of image that I might not have taken when I was shooting film. Yet another way in which digital has changed the way I take pictures.

Your turn: Can you identify this picture? Take your best shot. Take as many shots as you like: I'll post the response, as well as details on how this picture came to be, in a week. Have fun!

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Please come up with a caption for this image [See below for details]
Shanghai, China, May 2007 [Click to enlarge]

Some of the most compelling images from my recent trip to China were of the people I randomly caught in the street. Some were quirky, some were sweet, while others were funny, and even a little bit sad. But few came close to haunting me. Except for this one

I don't know what compelled me to raise my point-and-shoot camera when I saw this man shuffle past. I didn't think twice...I just shot. One second, one image, and then he was gone, the folks who either looked or looked away also vanishing into oblivion.

Your turn: Please pop into comments and share your caption suggestion for this image. You can post as many as you want - extra points for keeners, don't ya know?

One more thing: Rules for Caption This, a weekly feature on my blog, can be found here. Last week's image of a parent-and-child street sign garnered many wonderful responses. In the end, there can be only one winner because, well, just because. And that winner is Rachel, who pens the excellent blog, Sliding through life. Her caption, "Together we can," hit a nerve with me. Thanks, Rachel...and good luck, everyone, this week.

Oops, make that two: Although I'm not a huge fan of commercially-focused holidays, I can't ignore the fact that Father's Day gives us a chance to stop for a moment and think about the connections we make with our children and with our parents. Once we get past the holiday hype, this is a holiday whose real worth is measured by the time we spend together as a family. And if that inspires us to hold times like this dear for the other 364 days of the year, then I'm willing to overlook the Hallmarkness of it. Yeah, I invented another word. Oops. Off I go to contemplate what the morning will bring as our three excited kids wake to a day of adventure with their mom and dad. Whatever day it is, I'm lucky to have all this.

Tail numbers

Four tails
Toronto, ON, May 2007 [Click to enlarge]

While walking to my gate for leg #2 of a 3-leg journey to China, I stopped by a large window after noticing how the tails of three parked Air Canada aircraft aligned so nicely. As I was idly tossing the scene around my head, a fourth aircraft made its way into the scene. I hurriedly grabbed my camera out of its bag and waited for the magic moment for the tails to align.

I guess I just like the geometry of aircraft tails. Yeah, I'm strange that way. Must be my Canadian roots.

Your turn: Do you find aircraft interesting to photograph? Why/why not?

Restaurant in flames

Dinner is seared
Shanghai, China, May 2007 [Click to enlarge]

While waiting for dinner to be served at the hotel restaurant, I noticed the very large flames coming out of the very cool-looking oven in the middle of the very open-concept kitchen area. I had to get a closer look, so I took my camera with me and went for a little walk.

I propped the camera up on the counter and took a couple of pictures with the remote control. A really tall guy in a really nice suit walked over to me and started chatting with me about how neat the ovens are, that he understood why I'd want to take pictures of the very flamey scene.

He was exceptionally friendly. And as it turned out, he was the director of the hotel's restaurants. As it also turned out, he had just bought the same camera, a Nikon D80, as mine. So we yakked and yakked about the neat things we did with our equipment. I carded him, and he carded me back, so it looks like I'll be sending him the link to this entry.

Small world, eh?

Your turn: Ever have a neat moment with a stranger simply because you pulled your camera out?

Waiting for the light to change

The machine stops
Shanghai, China, May 2007 [Click to enlarge]

Sometimes, I take a picture and what makes it cool only dawns on me long after I've put the camera away. As an example, I offer up this image of a knot of folks on scooters waiting for the light to turn green.

As I crossed the street and grabbed this image, I failed to recall that this was a highly atypical view of a typical Shanghai intersection. This is a city whose chaotic traffic makes Manhattan, Montreal and London look positively tame in comparison. Red lights are often mere suggestions as drivers jockey for position and lean on their horns almost as if it's a national sport.

People don't get angry, mind you, and there's pretty much no yelling. But it's still hugely entertaining to watch.

So when I saw this near-silent group waiting patiently for the light, my brain failed to process the fact that no one here waits patiently for anything. I guess I was slow that day. I blame the jet lag.

Your turn: Traffic in your burg. Please discuss.

One more thing: I buried a literary reference somewhere in this entry. Wanna guess what it is?

The pause that (universally) refreshes

Neon. American. Commercial.
Shanghai, China, May 2007 [Click to enlarge]

I've always loved pictures with strong colors and geometries, and I knew this fit the bill as soon as I saw the red glow reflecting off the street. It's difficult to explain how overwhelming a six-storey neon Coke sign is to the jet lagged eye, but I hope this zoomed-in view provides a taste.

Your turn: Is this making you thirsty?