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city of future past

EPCOT Scale Model
If you want to catch a glimpse of Walt Disney’s original plan for what we now know as Walt Disney World, you’ll have to take a ride on the Tomorrowland Transit Authority, located in the Magic Kingdom theme park in Orlando, Florida. Enter the front gates to the Magic Kingdom, walk down Main Street U.S.A. until you get almost to the giant iconic castle, where there will be a circle. In the center of the circle is a statue of the man himself, Walt Disney. Next to him is Mickey Mouse, standing about half Walt’s height.

Take a right across the bridge into Tomorrowland and walk straight on until you get to the source of the tracks hanging in the air above your head, a tower with an escalator built into its side. Up the escalator you’ll find a constantly revolving floor bringing a never-ending line of cars into and out of its orbit as they pick up and drop off passengers. Remember this whole setup. It’s part of a PeopleMover system and we’ll come back to it…. Read more…

alone in a crowd

alone in a crowd
It was a fall day recently, the kind of day when a crisp and clear morning precedes a pleasant afternoon of reading a book under the shade of a broad-leafed tree. She sauntered out from her house in the southeast corner of this sprawling city, a glass of tan liquid over rocks in hand and a cigarette dangling from what must have been parched lips. Following close behind, or attempting to stagger ahead, came an ancient black Labrador, pausing stiffly and frequently to examine the recent calling card of a canine friend. Age had reduced the lab’s temperament to congenial mixed with a side of senile. Fortunately, I was deemed worthy of a brief nose pressed to the hem of my jeans.

The cool drink and I exchanged pleasantries and doted on the topic of this aged lab that continued to seek out evidence of his furry friends in the block-by-block park. I continued on with the page of my book while the filtered smoke returned to the company of two companions, both of whom also had their hands full with drink and smoke. I don’t recall it much past two in the afternoon on a recent Sunday; a fact that had me smiling as, apparently, it is never too early for a sturdy liquid and a filtered puff. Thinking little of this encounter, I emerged from the peaceful, shaded park cove and carried on with the business of the day.

As I look back on moments like these since arriving in this West Coast city, I can’t help but wonder if the simple exchange of pleasantries is common among the city dwellers. Do we acknowledge the existence and presence of others as we live life side-by-side in the midst of this quaint metropolis? The city scene to which I am drawn is one of quality coffee, retro clothing and laid-back attitudes seemingly embracing the differences among us, yet I understand that this is just one facet of many in the confines of this diverse spread of people…. Read more…

city lovin’

city lovin'
I think it started when I was 22. Her name was Kun Ming, a city in south-west China. The Spring City. I was there with a group of students helping out at a local language school for a couple months. It was my first time as an adult living in a city that size and I was immediately enthralled. I’d walk the streets just for the experience, just to explore and absorb the sights and sounds. Not the smells though. Never the smells.

We walked and took buses everywhere. When we weren’t at McDonald’s (I know, I know), we’d try out different restaurants in different districts at varying degrees of affordability and adventurousness.

We’d check out the pirated dvd and cd stalls, walk around the souvenir malls, hang out in the tea shops trying the never-ending varieties of green, black and jasmine, look through bookstores admiring the unique way that the Chinese softcovers were bound, hoping for something good in an English translation (there never was).

That experience got me hooked on cities…. Read more…