concrete google

(likkle but tallawah)

as scary as google may be, i have to admit that i find a lot of their services pretty useful, or at least interesting. this weekend i became the umpteenth-thousandth person to be beguiled by the prospect of clicking through all the places i've lived, toggling back and forth between satellite and street-map views.

i do wish that there were street maps for more than the US and england. (amazing how easily we take for granted that we can see the world in such detail from a hunk of metal orbiting the earth.) but the satellite pictures are pretty illuminating on their own.

you can see, for instance, why bob marley called kingston a concrete jungle. it's a big grey blotch on an otherwise green island.


(^portmore city!^)

but who says kingston's not beautiful? not i-and-i.