It's a rainy Sunday afternoon. Here's a shot from the apartment window. Yep, I'm right above the street. Fortunately, the necessary continuous drone of air conditioning drowns out the traffic sounds. Turn off the air conditioning while away for a day, and the scent of mildew can knock you down upon your return. This must have strenghtened allergies/sinuses, because I've had no trouble at all with that, oddly enough.
What used to be a blog about experiencing the places and cultures of the world has morphed into one of living in my adopted home of Wyoming.
Sunday, May 29, 2005
Because of the shoppers along Orchard Road, street performances are not in short supply. I wonder if they have to get a permit! This one was different in that the performer looked to be about 4 years old. His dad would play music on a boom box and the boy would drum along, hi hat, bass beat, rhythm, the whole deal.
Matt and I enjoyed an approximate 6 hour bike ride yesterday. We started from the bottom of Orchard Road, went beyond the Raffles complexes, crossed two rivers, and zig-zagged through traffic to the East Coast Parkway, an approximate 13 mile stretch of bike, jog, and skate pathways. The bottom of the parkway, this stretch here, is reached after riding over a pedestrian overpass (no bikes or skating allowed on the bridge...which we prompty disobeyed). It dead-ended into a construction site. We tried to make a short cut around the construction site to get to the parallel road, but that road is a highway with no access for bikers and skateboarders. We had to short cut our shortcut and return the way we came to cross over the highway and start our 90 minute ride back to the apartment. This is where we got a little muddy.
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