Monday, June 06, 2011

Hello World!

If there is one thing I wish I had done more of, it's travel. I love traveling. I love to go to other cities, and see how each has solved the same problems that exist in cities everywhere (and that have existed, since cities started.)

Like parking-- On the street parking is very limited in NYC—and rarely free. Off the street parking? Expensive.

But NYC isn't unique. In Singapore? Every car has a transponder -like the ones now more and more common in US for highway tolls. (In the NYC area it's EasyPass—but I know there are other brands of this technology.) In Singapore, the transponders track parking as well as tolls. There is NO free parking, (and no meters, and no meter maids) The cost of parking and overstaying a time limits when one exists is all done via the transponder record!

You might think parking is a modern issue—but not so. In medieval times, it was just as much of an issue. On market days, farmers came to the walled and gated cities—with wagons full of goods, and where could they park their wagons?

And where could they leave their horses or oxen, who needed fresh fodder and water (and who left behind, great big road apples—which were no use at all to city dwellers!) Anyone who's ever visited the “old city” anywhere knows—narrow paved streets, few court yards, and less grass or open park land than modern cities. Parking a wagon, with a draft animal wasn't easy!

But—While I haven't traveled near as much as I would like-- I am blessed in two ways.
--I live in a worldly city (this is old new to any faithful reader) with small enclaves scattered through out it, that host people from all over the world.

NYC doesn't just have a ChinaTown, it has a Korea Town (actually several of both!) and a host of other such towns.. Want Japanese food or books, or crafts or anything Japanese? It's not quite as easy as being in Tokyo—but it's not hard to find all things Japanese.

Want Indian food? Pick a style—there are restaurants that feature generic Indian food, or ones that specialize in the food of Bombay (Mumbai) or Goa, or Delhi, or the other countries of the Indian sub continent.

Growing up in NYC, it's easy to find places that feature ground nut stew (a west African stew)--and every country, be it Ghana or Gold Coast or Toga, has a restaurateur's offering of the BEST version.--They are all great.

Specialties of every South American cuisine can be found –and special foods, too. It not unknown (or even uncommon) to find roast guinea's pig on the menu, among other specialty foods.

This international smörgåsbord's has been available to me most of my adult life—and where there is food, there are specialty shops selling all sorts of realated good—clothing, specialty cookware, jewely, book and art work, and all sort of other stuff.
(Oh the newspaper stands! Does your home town have a single newpaper in Hungarian? NYC has 2!)
But now, the world comes to me in an other way.

This morning, a quick check of my blog's site meter showed visitors to my blog—from Germany, Lithuania, Kenya, India, Australia, in addition to the more usual compliment of visits from US, Canada and UK. This on top of yesterday visitors from Poland, Iceland, Norway, New Zealand, South Africa and Finland. (These last few have likely "fallen off" --you'll only be able to see the last 100 entries.)

Thank you, all! I might not get to travel, and see all the sights of the world, meet all the wonderful people in their home lands, learn their customs, and marvel at the many ingenious solutions each as come up with to the common problems we share—but I am thrilled to know they come to visit me.
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I didn't get much knitting done this weekend—the second version of the lacy summer hat is still band and brimless—but the crown is finished right up to where the band begins. The lace is a bit more evident stretched out on HEAD.

But—if there wasn't much knitting, at least my pantry is stocked, my laundry is clean—and fold (and OK, it's not yet all hung up and put away, but) and best of all, the world is my oyster!

1 comment:

JelliDonut said...

I never gave a thought to where people "parked" their horse and carriage! I never drive when I'm in NYC. Can't imagine that.

It really is wonderful to think of all the people who visit you from around the world. Very cool!