Late-summer morning
Golden light and black liquid
Saturday begins
In response to TJ’s Household Haiku Challenge. Prompt: Gold. I’d just taken this photo then I saw the prompt… too coincidental to ignore!
Late-summer morning
Golden light and black liquid
Saturday begins
In response to TJ’s Household Haiku Challenge. Prompt: Gold. I’d just taken this photo then I saw the prompt… too coincidental to ignore!
Over the weekend, my brother and sister-in-law were in Zurich and since he’s a big car guy (and proud owner of an awesome Valiant Charger) we thought we’d check out the Dolder Classic vintage car show. I think this is the first vintage car show I’ve attended and I really enjoyed it.
It was a nice scene – people just cruised in with their cars and would stay for a few hours (it seemed) then head off. Some of the vehicles were for sale, others just for show. Afterwards we checked out a few more beauties in the car park as well.
There were lots of muscular Mustangs, curvy Stingrays, a Delorean, some real golden oldies and, of course, many Porsches — I think Porsche must be Zurich’s favourite marque, you see so many on the streets here. My favourite was probably the superb Amilcar Pégase from 1936 – the workmanship and details were exquisite. It was an Amilcar that caused the death of Isadora Duncan (her scarf got caught in the wheels and broke her neck) so that’s an interesting bit of historical trivia.
As well as drooling over all the pretty motors, the people-watching was lots of fun too. I enjoyed seeing a family of six emerge from a two-door Mustang, some elegant old dudes in an elegant, convertible Bentley, a stylish matron driving her zippy, royal blue 60s Porsche and a pair of rockers with face tatts, a vintage jalopy and a baby bump.
Anyway, I haven’t done a photo blog in a while and this really lends itself, so enjoy!
London
Like an ex you suddenly find yourself still attracted to
Such a bad idea to get involved. We made a clean break but
old habits die hard.
London
The frenetic pace of the megalopolis
Seductive adrenaline rush of desire
gives way to the sweaty comedown of failure
Again.
London
Your beautiful grotty streets
Millions of tiny dwellings chock full of humanity
in all its vibrant, glorious horror.
London
The verve of creativity bursting at the seams… I could… I should…
tap into it, I could be amazing
But you don’t want me
The pain of utter imperviousness cuts deeper, somehow, than it should… I could…
Have been a contender? Maybe never.
London
You try to hit the ground running
Keep up with the crowds, meet up with like-minded souls. A mad rush
The things you lose by the wayside
can never be recovered
Until next time, my indifferent lover,
London.
Another day, another day trip. I took my in-laws up to St Gallen this week and it was simply stunning. Autumn in Switzerland can deliver these crisp, sunny days with amazing dark blue skies. It was warm in the sunshine but cool in the shade – perfect weather for sightseeing, really!
We visited the Stiftsbibliothek – where no photos are allowed. I don’t quite know how to convey how awed I was by this place. Having studied Medieval History and medieval manuscripts at university, I felt quite moved to visit this ancient library. They had texts there from Charlemagne and the Bishop of Wurms – stuff I’d read about and written essays on! Seeing the illuminated scripts (under glass) in this environment really gave a wonderful impression of how it might have been as a monk back in the day in the presence of all these incredible books. I think I’m actually still processing what I saw and the enormity of it. Texts dating back to 800-900 – those early middle ages are such a fascinating time. Wow.
St Gallen is a small(ish) town in the mountains with a beautifully preserved medieval main square (Gallusplatz) encompassing a UNESCO world heritage site. In the old town centre, many buildings feature ornate oriel windows dating back to the late middle ages (shades of The Name of the Rose – a book I also read while at uni, thankfully at the time I knew the most Latin!). Apparently the oriel windows were a sign of wealth and St Gallen has some of the best/most examples of them around.
We also visited the cathedral/ the Dom. I’m always taken with just how different the impression you get of a church is from the outside compared to how it “feels” when you step in. This place was a serene, baroque fancy, all decked out in soft green-painted plasterwork and gold leaf. You get the feeling there’s still no shortage of cash in and around St Gallen! The green colour was reminiscent of copper roofs (which many churches have) or tree moss, so gave a lovely sense of the outdoors inside. And it was so light. Just beautiful.
I really enjoyed our trip to St Gallen (1.5hr by train from Oerlikon).
I’ve had my in-laws here this month and we’ve done some great day trips so I thought I’d post a couple of photo blogs for the 3 people who read this that aren’t Foolbook friends…
This was our visit to the Rheinfall (Rhine Falls) – the largest waterfalls in Europe. Even at what is probably the lowest ebb of the year, the sheer volume of water was impressive. It would be amazing to go back in spring when all the snowmelt is pouring down! Also for 1 August (Swiss National Day), they have fireworks above the Rheinfall, which would be something to see!