As we were walking out of Griffith Observatory in Los Angeles, I noticed what appears to be two siblings helping their mom walk down the stairs. I thought it was telling of the times and how the roles have been reversed as its time for the younger generation to take care of the one that raised them.
This is one of those pictures you have to look at a few times before you realise just exactly what is going on. When I realised she was riding between carriages on a train my immediate thought was “I’d never do that”. But another part of my mind quickly clicked in and said, “You did it all the time”. Scary!
I love riding on trains and when I lived in the northern suburbs of Wellington, NZ one of the best things about the suburb was that I could ride the train into the city. It was great. It was a completely different feeling than the bus that my then, husband chose to use. But let me be clear, I never rode like this woman in Bangladesh, and always managed to pay my way. That said, at the same time in other areas of my life, I was taking these risks…
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Last summer we had the opportunity to go to Lagoon (a local theme park) for a good friends birthday. Because of the nature of all these new fast rides, there weren’t a lot of photos taken during them, but one of the oldest rides there, Is this flying chair ride. Here is a photo of my wife and friends as the ride is spinning up.
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