The view from my window

Oh what a nice thread, very personal, very diverse and beautiful sights. The front view from my kitchen is yet to be taken, possibly tomorrow morning, as it is dark now, 9 pm here. 2 days ago my daughter and I trimmed the tessa trees that grow in front of our windows. Honestly, we are the only ones, from roughly 100 inhabitants of our part of the flat building we reside in...that do any kind of care of that little strip of soil and tessa trees.

Our neighbourhood is family oriented and mostly nice, quite a lot of trees and benches and infrastructure (shops, bank, postal office, schools, kindergarten, Church, library, sports facilities, traffic etc), and fairly busy and densely populated. I will skip the bad sides for now. I adore the tessa trees, they moved me to buy the flat 7 years ago, alongside the internal rooms disposition and neighbourhood.

So, instead, a photo of the parking lot at my workplace, view taken last week to send some sunshine to my boyfriend, after several days of rain...beautiful sunset it was.

And the other photo was taken from my accommodation unit, the short trip I took to our coast...upon the surrounding roofs. There was a seagull on one of the chimneys. It felt a little bohemian...I loved the lighting of the moment too. And the recharging that this trip provided for me personally.

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Oh what a nice thread, very personal, very diverse and beautiful sights. The front view from my kitchen is yet to be taken, possibly tomorrow morning, as it is dark now, 9 pm here. 2 days ago my daughter and I trimmed the tessa trees that grow in front of our windows. Honestly, we are the only ones, from roughly 100 inhabitants of our part of the flat building we reside in...that do any kind of care of that little strip of soil and tessa trees.

Our neighbourhood is family oriented and mostly nice, quite a lot of trees and benches and infrastructure (shops, bank, postal office, schools, kindergarten, Church, library, sports facilities, traffic etc), and fairly busy and densely populated. I will skip the bad sides for now. I adore the tessa trees, they moved me to buy the flat 7 years ago, alongside the internal rooms disposition and neighbourhood.

So, instead, a photo of the parking lot at my workplace, view taken last week to send some sunshine to my boyfriend, after several days of rain...beautiful sunset it was.

And the other photo was taken from my accommodation unit, the short trip I took to our coast...upon the surrounding roofs. There was a seagull on one of the chimneys. It felt a little bohemian...I loved the lighting of the moment too. And the recharging that this trip provided for me personally.

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Lovely bit of back story there 😊
 
Currently in Puerto Ordaz, and this is the inspiring view from the balcony:
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Apart from the grotty abandoned buildings all around, you might just be able to see a stretch of water in the background. That's the river Caroní, which unites with the river Orinoco a little further upstream ( about a mile from where I am). The union is actually rather spectacular, as you will see in the next photo:
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One river is deep blue; the other sandy. The Orinoco runs for 1,700 miles into the Atlantic .
 
There's no legal requirement for car manufacturers to fit fog lamps on vehicles in Australia so 99% of vehicles don't have any.
Same here. Our Volvo, bought in Sweden and fitted for European requirements, had an extra-bright rear fog lamp integrated in one of the back brake light assemblies. We came to really appreciate that, on our car and on all the other cars, during some of the heavy fog we’d see in the UK. It cut through like a lighthouse.

When we returned to the US, we actually had a couple of people comment that “something’s wrong with your taillights,” when we’d have it flipped on.
 
When we returned to the US, we actually had a couple of people comment that “something’s wrong with your taillights,” when we’d have it flipped on.
Whilst travelling in France my parents were pulled over by armed police wanting then to turn off the running lights on their Volvo... they were unable to explain to the gendarme that they couldn't. My parents had ordered us silent, but after 10 minutes they weren't getting anywhere, so i piped up from the back, "Ce ne pas possible, c'est fabrique com sa". It was the best I could come up with but it solved the problem. It's about the only time my French (mandatory at the school I went to got all 7 years) ever came in useful.
 
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