My mother has loved the ocean since she first saw it at age 13 or so. She grew up in the Interior, which is lake country.
Me? I love the lakes and take the salt water for granted.
Having always lived in flat places until now, I generally disbelieve in the existence of mountains until I see them.
Ahahaha! I didn't believe in flat until I flew over the middle of the country. I figured it would be, like, Eastern Washington flat, which is to say, somewhat hilly.
I like this vista:
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(That's some random dude's photo on Flickr.)
From a geological standpoint, ocean v. mountain results in a win for the ocean, every single time.
Besides, oceans
have
mountains. And mountains don't have oceans.
I figured it would be, like, Eastern Washington flat, which is to say, somewhat hilly.
I think mountains are just showing off.
I figured it would be, like, Eastern Washington flat, which is to say, somewhat hilly.
Plei speaks for me, go figure. Flat is strange. So are places that don't have a lot of trees/moss/groundcover.
My assorted vistas
[link] (Seattle skyline)
[link] (Looking east to Bellevue)
[link] (Crummy phone photo of the Sound from my parents' place--on a clear day, you see the Sound, Vashon, and the Olympic range)
[link] (The actual view from my Aunt Olive's deck is spectacular, but that just gives a small hint at it. Okanagan Lake in the background.)
[link] (I love the Interior. That's Kalamalka Lake)
[link] (More of the Interior, the greener section where Mother grew up.)
Al Jazeera covers NYC street food. (I haven't watched the whole thing yet, but it seems neat.)
I can't get a great shot of it today, because there's a lot of haze in the air, but here's the vista from my current living room window:
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And here's another (quite spectacular) view of it:
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