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Saturday, January 18, 2014

The Urban 'South Street' Part 1

it's because of the long commute, or the draining commute to be precise, from BGC to ortigas - via the dreadful MRT.  but in time, it was also a subconscious choice.  i longed to experience the walk to work, and back home, just as i did, four years in perth. i longed for the feel of legs laboring down slopes, walking past trees and basking in the bright blue skies, sometimes grayish, in murdoch. so here is what i have here - in an urban jungle, i found my South Street.  it's not one street but a host that i cross each morning, not the same of course every day, but it's the same direction. going to work, to the orange and brown tower, where i am in the continuous process of finding myself, my purpose.  one person walked with me along South Street. if that person chooses to remember, then that person could more or less understand what i feel about this walk. this walk to real work, and real home.

First, a move towards the east, the Light. Similar to South Street, Perth.

A concrete road, but there are trees. 

Up to the mound. Blue skies not as blue as Perth but it's the same sky.

The mound.  Where it's a privilege to see it this bare, this early.

I kinda like this photo. The curves of modern architecture blending with the straight lines created by the trees. 
 take in the beauty of the setting before the ugliness.
My least favorite point.  Heavy traffic and the assault of yellow steel on the senses.
Part 1 ends, as slow internet causes delays on the upload.  Part 2 tomorrow, folks!

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