This is life too

Personal, Travel

I recently got the chance to travel to Barcelona for work to teach a two-day workshop. I decided to extend my stay a bit before and after to get some vacation time and check out the famous city.

I already talked a bit about how I like to try to get to know the attitude of a city, and have some specific things I try to learn. One is getting the physical walk of the city down well enough that sidewalk tourist sales people ignore me. I can usually execute it well enough to not be bothered within 2-3 days.

This time I also tried to go even deeper in understanding the attitude behind the walk, not just the physical movement of it. I always have to get a little bit of the attitude correct for it to work, but this time seemed harder to me for some reason. I think it might be because the attitude is so different from my own that it took more work.

The Crosswalk Game

Personal, Travel

When I travel to a city and have time to walk around, I really love to try to understand the attitude of the city and the people who live there. Of course I can never really learn that from just vacationing or working there for a few days, but I always try to internalize the feeling a bit and get my own interpretation.

I have a few systems to determine how well I’m doing. For example, it’s a good sign when most of the time the store checkout person doesn’t just assume English even though I’ve got American written all over me. Another one is that when I’m in a tourist-heavy area, I’m ignored by the people passing out flyers and trying to get us to go to their events. That trick is mostly down to walking style and confidence matching the locals. It usually takes me 2-3 days to get it down enough that I’m totally ignored by tourist-seekers. I really love that stage, because I can walk around and be ignored by everyone. I can make eye-contact and smile at those people instead of trying to avoid them so I don’t have to say no ten times to get away.

St. John’s Bridge

Support structure under the St. John's bridge. There are 6 kids climbing up it.
I was admiring how those horizontal lines might make it possible to climb this structure and then came around the corner and found a bunch of kids climbing it. I was very proud of them.

I’ve been meaning to get out and photograph this bridge for a long time but haven’t gotten to it. I had a few hours today so I drove on some foggy and winding roads to take a some photos today. It really is a very beautiful bridge.

I’d love to make it out for a sunset/sunrise. Today was completely overcast which makes for fairly boring skies but for mid-day shoots that’s way better than clear skies. I over-processed some of the highlights and contrast settings to try to make it a little more interesting to various levels of success. :)

Anyway, you can check out my pictures in my flickr album:

Dismantling White Supremacy


I feel numb and helpless. These mass shootings are a symptom of the USA being founded on white supremacy, and by all appearances we are doubling down on this founding principal. We elected this president. We’re allowing these ideas to survive. We’re doing this.

What can we do to stop this? What can I do? I have no idea. After every shooting, every tragedy, every new racist policy from our governments, local and national, we get a slew of posts just like this lamenting our impotence. Then the news fades. We move on. Whiteness protects itself. Always.

I’m pretty sure I’m just writing this now to make myself feel better so I can move on too. There is plenty of hypocrisy in this post, but I’m just someone trying to improve. That’s sad and embarrassing for me, but I hope maybe I can nudge someone else down a path of learning that helps. Maybe just a little.

Ode to the food carts

Personal, Urban Planning
A photo of the foodcarts from 2015
Photo I took on one of my first visits to Portland: die Qual der Wahl.

“Ode” implies lyrical writing or singing, so, sorry for the click-bait title I guess: This won’t be poetic and I won’t sing it.

Anyway, like many others around Portland I’m really sad about the Alder St. food cart block closing down last month to make way for a boring hotel. (OK, I think the particular building going up there is kind of cool, but it’ll just be another fine building among others.)

I’ve only lived in Portland a little over 4 years, so I don’t have much of a say in what defines the city, but I can at least know what defines it for me. As I was “commuting” to Portland for work and looking for a place to live here, the first things that helped me fall in love with downtown were Pioneer Square and the Alder food cart block.