May 17, 2012
April 20, 2012, Bejing, China, Cloisonne Factory
There were overwhelming amounts of cloisonne in this store, which was attached to a factory. We saw workers hand-attaching copper decorations to the metal pots, then painstakingly painting them before they were fired into just amazingly beautiful figurines, vases, rings, necklaces — just about anything you can imagine in stunning cloisonne. From a $3 ring to a $500,000 gigantic vase, it was all on display.

April 20, 2012, Bejing, China, Cloisonne Factory

There were overwhelming amounts of cloisonne in this store, which was attached to a factory. We saw workers hand-attaching copper decorations to the metal pots, then painstakingly painting them before they were fired into just amazingly beautiful figurines, vases, rings, necklaces — just about anything you can imagine in stunning cloisonne. From a $3 ring to a $500,000 gigantic vase, it was all on display.

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April 25, 2012
Great Wall of China, April 11, 2012, Bejing, China
I didn’t know I’d have to climb to the top of the Great Wall; I somehow expected to be deposited there. We were deposited, but in the parking lot with gobs of other tourists, and told we had 90 minutes to get there and back.
Luckily, not that many people chose to try, so we scurried like mountain goats (not-very-fit mountain goats) up those steps to the tippy top, stopping frequently for my eight-year-old and my husband (not for me, I was fine). The back-down scurrying was even more difficult, especially since we unwisely sat to rest halfway back down.

Great Wall of China, April 11, 2012, Bejing, China

I didn’t know I’d have to climb to the top of the Great Wall; I somehow expected to be deposited there. We were deposited, but in the parking lot with gobs of other tourists, and told we had 90 minutes to get there and back.

Luckily, not that many people chose to try, so we scurried like mountain goats (not-very-fit mountain goats) up those steps to the tippy top, stopping frequently for my eight-year-old and my husband (not for me, I was fine). The back-down scurrying was even more difficult, especially since we unwisely sat to rest halfway back down.

January 27, 2012
New York Penn Station, Sunday, January 22, 2012, 12:30 p.m.
Coming back from a weekend in New York City. I love this view, for some reason. Maybe it’s the looped video on training police dogs next to the board. Maybe it’s the way the board controls the crowd, excited and tense to see their gate scroll up next to the train just minutes before boarding.
You’d think that trains would come to the same track every time. But no! Everyone’s always on tenterhooks, waiting to see where they need to dash off to. This board holds a lot of power.

New York Penn Station, Sunday, January 22, 2012, 12:30 p.m.

Coming back from a weekend in New York City. I love this view, for some reason. Maybe it’s the looped video on training police dogs next to the board. Maybe it’s the way the board controls the crowd, excited and tense to see their gate scroll up next to the train just minutes before boarding.

You’d think that trains would come to the same track every time. But no! Everyone’s always on tenterhooks, waiting to see where they need to dash off to. This board holds a lot of power.

December 18, 2011
Seaplane Port, Vancouver, July 2002, 11:30ish a.m.

Seaplane Port, Vancouver, July 2002, 11:30ish a.m.

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