the best thing about this half-hour travel show from Fine Living channel is the title.
I was really hoping it would be something like Michael Palin's BBC series Pole to Pole, the best travel show ever, in which he picked a longitude and traveled from the North Pole to the South Pole entirely on the Earth's surface. (He had to cheat somewhere around the Sudan and jigger over to a slightly different latitude to go around a war, and again at the end by flying, because it was either that or wait six months at Capetown for the next boat to Antarctica.) I was hoping this show would pick a latitude each season and find interesting travel locations around that latitude. Or something.
Alas, the show has nothing to do with latitudes. It's just what the Germans would call a "stinknormale" travel show. If you like travel shows, this won't offend you. If you don't like travel shows, this will put you to sleep. I've tried watching two random episodes and couldn't get through an entire one, even though the total running time is 20 minutes. I don't like travel shows.
By the way: 20 minutes for what is presumably a 30 minute timeslot? That's crass. That's really crass.
Let's hope the next TV show is more interesting. This one gave me nuthin'.
State officials and bicycle enthusiasts are stitching together more
than 50,000 miles of pedal-friendly pavement to form a vast network of
bicycle routes connecting byways, cities and off-road trails in a
system like the one created for cars and trucks more than half a
century ago.
Working from a bewildering tangle of existing roads, planners mapped a
web of corridors where the national bicycle system should go. They
considered traffic volume, terrain, amenities and ways to link together
lightly traveled byways, secondary roads, urban trails and already
established transcontinental bicycle routes.
How. Cool. Is. That?
I must be getting old. I really wanna BIKE these routes. Who's with me?
The books one reads in childhood, and perhaps most of all the bad and good bad books, create in one's mind a sort of false map of the world, a series of fabulous countries into which one can retreat at odd moments throughout the rest of life, and which in some cases can survive a visit to the real countries which they are supposed to represent.
-- George Orwell
Geography and space are always gendered, always raced, always economical and always sexual. The textures that bind them together are daily re-written through a word, a gaze, a gesture.
-- Irit Rogoff
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