see, told you I was boring. And I have probably now enraged all red-blooded males who post on this site!
So, as Carmi, over at written inc. has challenged us to photograph anything vehicular, I've had to dig around in my archives for anything vehicular, and this is the best I can come up with!
This was taken from a coach window (hence the reflections) as we drove past this strange town, having been on a tour of the Carmargue. The architecture was something else, but the French cars lined up along the road looked perfectly normal. Sorry, don't know what make they are!
This was taken from the Castle in Lisbon, Portugal, looking down on one of the squares in that City. One of those coaches there is the shuttle bus which will take us back to our ship. There were also trams, but don't know if any are visible.
Out in the Derbyshire countryside, along one of the very narrow lanes, with gates that have to open and shut. (They stop the sheep from escaping!) We are stopped to admire the view, and the driver of the red car gallantly both opened the gate for us and shut it after his car had driven through.
Having checked that "vehicular" meant anything that carried goods or people I've included this one of the "stop me and buy one" man with his tricycle and ice creams. My father took this in about 1935 or 6 when I was a very tiny little girl, somewhere along our road, or one like it, in Harrow, part of the new building sprawl that was stretching out from London westward along the route of the new Metropolitan Railway .
5 comments:
Interesting and probably quite delicious stop for those youngsters in your last photo. I agree with your A to B but, I'm a car person, since childhood. I am powerless without wheels and where I live public transportation is not good. I like that strange looking building and had to Google the town, and it seems they really like white! Images show white horses and flamingos and other all white walks of nature!
That's a great shot of the ice cream trike.
P.S. I only get in my car when it's absolutely impossible to walk instead.
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My wife drives, I walk, I remember ice cream carts just like the one you showed us.
That town is "La Grande Motte" about 20 km east of Montpellier. It was created in 1965 as a vacation town on the Mediterranean coast. Many of the buildings have a "sail" like architecture.
I'm with you, Gilly: Cars get us safely and efficiently from one place to another, which in turn allows us to lead the lives that we do. I'll never understand the car-as-status-symbol ethos that seems to dominate life here. As long as I have my little wagon with tunes and sunroof, I'm a happy camper.
Delightful perspective on this week's theme: I always enjoy seeing our themes through your lens!
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