Today, I submit my day of balance, riding 299 stories in an elevator, and photographing a gorgeous dilapidated set of shophouses, reclaimed by nature.
Where I was not in Dubai, for their 163 floors, I was having a very “challenged” day and ended up entering an elevator 8 different times, 6 of those within my own building. I kept failing at leaving. 198 floors later, with everything I thought I could possibly need for the day, I set out for concert tickets.
Where I thought I’d had enough of elevators for one day, I was wrong.
The tickets were not sold in the lobby. Instead, a gatekeeper on the 3rd floor gave a pass to the 53rd floor for the office. Once I found the elevator (no small feat), I naturally missed my floor and got off on the 54th, to walk down a flight.
There, the purchase of the tickets seemed anti-climatic with only a mildly unsocial lady to add spice to the transaction. I celebrated my tickets purchase though and took off to explore the neighborhood with my camera.
Naturally, the day needed some nature elements to balance all the technology, so I quickly found a fire burning on the street. The only unusual thing about that was that it didn’t really surprise me. We seem to constantly be passing fires in Penang.
My true balance came from the beautiful old building. The skeleton remained with nature working to reclaim it. Green seemed to sprout from every crevice and I took to photographing them all.
With my survey done, I headed back home to visit my elevator.
And so I am left to debate to leave for dinner (via the elevator) or remain up in our treehouse, enjoying the view of the nature that surrounds us.