There really is no excuse not to do this every morning on non-torrential days: Lions-Gate Bridge is right at my door step, and judging by the huffing and puffing displayed on my way up the span, I can use the exercise. It also is a very scenic spot (visually that is, I could live without the bridge shake and noise caused by private transport automobiles.
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| This way to Hiroshima |
But another reason that keeps driving me up the bridge is Fernweh, or the yearning for far-away places (There are some feelings that the German language is perfect for). Horizons and ships passing under the bridge heading to unknown destinations usually re-awaken that feeling. A snap-decision airline-ticket purchase can't be far away ;-)
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| Catch a ride to China? |
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