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human spirituality; consciousness.
The old tyres, that had been used prevent landslip from the sides of the embankment leading up to the ramp are still here, piled in heaps (below). There are signs that someone has tried to set them on fire, mercifully without any great success.
Below: Where once ran rails. This shot leads me to ponder whether this land (to the west of the scrapyard on Karczunkowska) will be part of the plot. The new road will run to the east, emerging on Karczunkowska opposite ul. Nawłocka. So what will happen here?
Below: looking like a blasted WWI battlefield on the Western Front, mud churned up by machinery, earth heaped up in great mounds, then frozen.
Below: the newly-arising road linking Mysiadło with ul. Karczunkowska. Will it be called ul. Żmijewska (Adder Street), as it once was before the Rampa site was built? (See this post.) How long before this new road starts disgorging hundreds of cars an hour onto ul. Karczunkowska?
Below: abandoned building on ul. Karczunkowska. Not sure what its purpose was, today a hang-out for the local substance-abuse community. Further investigation required!
Below: A final look at the Jeziorki Stonehenge, the last remaining pillar that once held up the ramp. The destruction of this site has been without doubt the biggest local event of 2008. I wonder what will be here in a year's time...
The biggest downside for me with this monster lens is changing it in the field. Juggling a large bit of glass (my standard 18-200mm zoom) and this huge one, four lens caps, two lens hoods, the body and the lens case with cold fingers is risky. The solution is a second body. But then the prime lens in a two-lens outfit should be wider than 18mm; ideally a 12-80mm zoom - from ultrawide through to portrait. Toting two bodies with two lenses overlapping between 80mm and 200mm makes little sense when weight is key.
Two foot of glass? The extreme end of this zoom lens is 400mm, on a DX sensor camera this is the equivalent of a 600mm lens on a 35mm film camera. Which, if it were a long tube without any fancy optics foreshortening the focal length, would be two foot long!
Ul. Trombity: That would be Zgorzała nad Jeziorem?
But now the City Hall is imposing order on place names. Streets that were once in Pyry (posh before the war, says my mother-in-law) are now in Dąbrówka (not so posh). Jeziorki Polskie is now Jeziorki Północne (that's everything between ul. Baletowa and the Metro's umbilical cord), while Nowe Jeziorki is now Jeziorki Południowe (that's us, south of Baletowa, down to Warsaw's city limits). Old place names are disappearing, remembered only by the original locals, a dwindling minority around here, and historians of local topography. But the upside is, surely, that in a few years time, when I get into a taxi the chap will know what I'm referring to when I say: "Jadziem Panie Jeziorki!" . This time last year: On the Road to Białystok Eddie and famous Polish 3rd December birthdays Where the place, upon the heath... Before the double deckers and the FLIRTS - the Radom line The most widely Googled page of my blog, ever.