Pedestrian is often used to describe something slow, ordinary and dull but I thoroughly enjoy my pedestrian life. When walking, you see so much more than when you pass by at speed in a vehicle. You just have to open your eyes.
In Asia, as a pedestrian you just walk at a constant speed trusting that all vehicles will avoid you. Beware however, should your speed falter you could be a walking duck.
In some laneways, with produce laid out there are more pedestrians than motorcyclists.
In some parts of the world being a pedestrian means walking across ice flows to get where you want to go. We had a choice in Greenland with the weather wild and windy – either walk into the town or stay at the airport. No boat is going to put to sea today to take you.
In Vanuatu pedestrain was a way of life for most. Cars and trucks were few and far between and jungle tracks the only way to get to some places you might want to go.
In Europe coblestone courtyards, cement pathways let the pedestrian walk in ease. Mind you I’d personally avoid the high heels on the paving.
In Gruyere, apart from residents of the village, cars are not allowed. Walking is the only way to go.
In a city streetscape you never know what you might come across when you walk the streets.
Sometimes you may just want to get from A to B and not stop to admire the architecture you are passing.
Another closed street to traffic – walk or perhaps stop awhile for coffee.
If I had not walked this alley way between two major streets would I have noticed the umbrellas giving a shady ambience to the arcade.
In response to Weekly Photo Challenge