Filling in For Venice – What Pegman Saw

Today Pegman travels to the City of Bridges. A site of great historical importance in the French and Indian War of the 1750s, Fort Duquesne was built by the French at the confluence of the Allegheny and Monongahela rivers. The British replaced it with Fort Pitt a few years later and the city grew up around the military establishment.

Pittsburgh is an interesting city where skyscrapers tower over 18th-century fortifications and funicular railroads crawl up steep hillsides. Stroll and around and see if you can find something that interests you. When you’re done, write 150 words and link to the prompt using the frog below. Remember, reading and commenting is part of the fun!

Knowing nothing about Pittsburgh, I did me a little Googling (which is what this challenge is all about) and discovered more than I thought I would.  I might even be inclined to visit this place one day!

Thanks to Karen and Josh for hosting.

Filling in For Venice

“Pittsburgh?  You want to take me to Pittsburgh? Dude… That is not what I meant when I said I wanted to travel and discover new places. Pittsburgh is a long way off from Europe and not exactly what I would picture as a cultural place to traipse through.”

“Don’t be such a hardass. Give it a try, will ya?”

“I heard it rains a lot there.  Worse than Seattle!”

“So what? It rains a lot in England, yet you still want to go there.”

“Which is in Europe.”

“There are lots of things to see and do, I promise you.”

“I suppose…”

“Maybe we can even catch a baseball or a football game between visits of museums like the Carnegie or Andy Warhol.

“A little something for each of us, eh?”

“Wait, I didn’t tell you the best part.  Pittsburgh has 446 bridges.  Way more than Venice!”

“Next best thing, right?”

Korikancha – What Pegman Saw

Don’t think I’ve ever participated in a Pegman so late but there you go.  In my efforts to help this challenge stay alive, late is good, right?

Thanks to Josh and Karen for trying to keep this great challenge alive.

Today Pegman treks down to the Andes for a stroll through Cusco in central Peru. Once the capital of the Inca Empire, Cusco is now known for its archaeological remains and Spanish colonial architecture. Remember to breathe… the elevation is 11,000 feet.

Stroll around until you find a picture that grabs you and write 150 words. When you’re done, click on the froggy below to link your story and comment on others.

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Korikancha

Pachacuti looked on from the beyond in disgust.  It is the end of us.  The great and powerful Inca are no more.  Those savage Spanish heathens – they dare call themselves conquistadors – have destroyed all that we are, that we built.  That I built.  My empire.

He watched as Atahualpa, the last Sapa Inca, was murdered despite the ransom agreed upon.  The fool!  80,000 men at his disposal and yet he was ambushed by one man, Hernando Pizzaro.

My beautiful Temple of the Sun, built with the finest ashlar masonry.  I wanted it to be more, so I had the sides plated with 700 sheets of gold for each of the gods: Inti (Sun), Killa (Moon), Chaska (Stars) and Illapa (Thunder/Lightning/Rainbow); the garden, adorned with silver and gold life-sized statues.

For what? To take all the treasures, destroy it and build an ugly church to pray to their supposed better god.

The View From Here – What Pegman Saw

This week Pegman is in Portland, Oregon. Your mission is to write up to 150 words inspired by the location. Feel free to use the image supplied with the prompt, or choose your own view of Portland in streetview or photosphere.

Once your piece is polished, share it with others at the link up below. Reading and commenting on others’ work is part of the fun.

I found this story and felt compelled to write it.  Thanks to both Josh and Karen for hosting this fabulous challenge.  Congrats to Karen for passing your certification test! Woot!

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The View From Here

“Vista Bridge is so beautiful”, thinks Bonnie Kahn driving to work.  “So glad I have an office window.”

Walking hurriedly, William Pope makes his way to the bridge, his tall, athletic frame bent over to combat the rain and snow pelting him.

Bud Clark, mayor of Portland, glances out of his apartment window, on his way out the door and freezes.

“Life is just too hard.  I’m done,” says Will under his breath as he reaches the midway point, hops onto the railing, and jumps.

Bud watches in horror, incapable to do anything but witness it.

Bonnie, arriving at her office, stops with a jerk when she sees the body lying in the middle of the road, blood pouring from his ears.

Therese Schwenkler’s phone rings.  “Did you hear what happened to Will?”

 

The fences may be ugly, and people hate them, but since 2013, not a single suicide has occured.

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I landed on this story quite by accident, looking for inspiration for this Pegman destination.  Here I was thinking I’d be writing about the music or foodie scene.  So much for that!  This bridge was called “Suicide Bridge”, as there was an average of two leaps per year since its official opening on Dec. 6, 1926.   To read more about it, click here.

 

From Titan to Pillar – What Pegman Saw

Today Pegman takes a trip to Tbilisi, Georgia

This ancient cobblestoned city has a complicated history of Persian and Russian rule. Its diverse architecture encompasses Eastern Orthodox churches, ornate art nouveau buildings, and Soviet Modernist structures. Walk around and see what strikes your fancy.

The purpose of this prompt is to inspire you to write 150 words about this place. You can use the Google photo above or stroll around until you see something that strikes your fancy. When you’re done, remember to link your story to the others using the InLinkz frog below. Reading and commenting is half the fun.

So, that said, I did some searching and Googling, as this challenge is wont to make me do, and discovered that Greek Mythology has something to do with the Caucasus Mountains.  Who’d a thunk?

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From Titan to Pillar

“It’s bad enough you created man out of clay, Prometheus.  That much I can handle.  You were smart enough to side with us Olympians in the first Titanomachy.  Smart of you, by the way, saved you from being imprisoned in Tartarus.”

“Thanks, Zeus. I’m not stupid. I knew you were way more powerful than us.”

“Silence! You dared trick me into choosing the bones and fat of an ox and then gave the best meat to humanity?  I took away their fire, forcing them to eat their meat raw.  And what do you do?  How dare you!  You stole fire from Mount Olympus and gave it to them!  Do you realise how much power you have given them?”

“But—”

“But nothing!  For this you shall be taken far east and tied to the mountain in Caucasus, your liver to be pecked at and eaten daily by wild birds for eternity.”

 

Never Too Late – What Pegman Saw

Today Pegman goes walkabout to Alice Springs, Australia.

Made famous by Nevil Shute’s bestselling novel A Town Like Alice, Alice is a “bonzer place,” considered by many to be the jewel of the Outback.

The purpose of this prompt is to inspire you to write 150 words about this place. You can use the Google photo above or stroll around until you see something that strikes your fancy. When you’re done, remember to link your story to the others using the InLinkz frog below. Reading and commenting is half the fun.

Enjoy yourself and do good work!

Thanks to Josh and Karen for hosting.  I haven’t “played” in a while but could not resist this week.  Mom has always dreamed of going to Australia and we haven’t managed to bring her.  Yet.

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Lianne dropped her bags in the lobby, looking around at their home for the next three weeks.  “What do you think, Mom?”

“It doesn’t feel like Australia.  Seems like any old hotel, any old where!”

Lianne couldn’t help but smile.  “You’re not really complaining, are you?  Not my fault you finally got your courage up and ready in your mid-seventies!  I didn’t see us camping out in the Outback!  You’re a little long in the tooth for that now, don’t you think?”

Mo frowned at her daughter.  “Not like I had the chance till now.  The men in my life either didn’t want to bring me or join me so now that I am free, dammit, there is no way I wanted to miss this.”

“We are here now and I’ve a bunch of excursions planned so you can finally see the land you’ve dreamt of.  It’s never too late.”

 

So Close – What Pegman Saw

I did not go the expected route.  At all.  Consider this a heads up. 😉  Thank you Karen and Josh for hosting accepting my late submission!

This week Pegman takes us to the highest peak in the world, Mount Everest, also known as Sagarmatha. Thanks to the wonder of Google Maps (and the many intrepid climbers industrious enough to carry the necessary camera equipment to such elevations) we can climb Mount Everest in the comfort our bathrobes and fuzzy slippers.

Your mission is to write up to 150 words inspired by the location. You’ll find both street path view and photospheres to inspire you.

Once your piece is polished, share it with others at the linkup below. Reading and commenting on others’ work is part of the fun.

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So Close

I can see the peak.  What was but a dream for years is finally becoming a reality and is within my reach.  I know it.  I can almost touch it.  Paradoxically, it also feels unattainable as there is yet much to be done to arrive.  I have made so much progress, less lies ahead than behind.

I can barely breathe; the air is thin and it feels as if my oxygen has been cut off.  The ache in my jaw tells me I have been tense, subconsciously.  I am worried I will not be able to achieve this goal I have set myself.  Tension or excitement?  Both?

Now is not the time to give up, that’s for sure.  Not at this point.  Just dig deep and do what needs to be done.  Suck it up.  You’re scared.  So what?

Once that SOLD sign is affixed, I can rejoice and move on.

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OK… This is MY mountain to climb 😉  I am going a tad nuts as my house is officially sold (yay!) but I have some things to fix before everything is official.  Things that ain’t gonna be cheap or done in the blink of an eye – possibly.  I’ll know more in the next few days.  I think this is seriously why my jaw is aching!  I woke up feeling like I’d been punched or something.  Sorry for my blah-blah.  I just felt I needed to explain how I got from Mount Everest to a SOLD sign 😉

Before the Tide Rises – What Pegman Saw

Karen (and I) could really use a vacation, which is why Pegman is taking us all to the British Virgin Islands.  Having had the opportunity to visit this beautiful island way back in 2001, I could not resist participating in this week’s Pegman, using my own image(s) (sorry my pictures are pictures of pictures).  So thank you, Karen, for choosing this fabulous place!

Your mission, if you choose to accept it, is to write up to 150 words inspired by this week’s location. You can use the image supplied with the prompt, or take your own tour of the British Virgin Islands using Google Maps. You’ll find a small collection of both streetview and photospheres to inspire you.

Once your piece is polished, share it with others using the link up below. Reading and commenting on others’ work is part of the fun!

Before the Tides Rise

Last stop on our cruise was Virgin Gorda.  We’d never heard of it but were stoked to visit an island outside of the regular Caribbean cruise destinations.

Bruce, a dancer on the ship and our new bestie, promised us something spectacular.  He was taking our gang to “The Baths”.

The trek to the beach was amazing.  Through caverns, up and over rocks, wading in a few inches of water, crouching here, gazing at the beach through peepholes there.  It was fun and a great work-out.

The rush of the waves tossed me willy-nilly against the volcanic rocks and as I was trying to escape the abuse, we heard Bruce yell:

“Time to go!  Tide’s coming in.  If we don’t leave now, we’ll miss the boat!”   We laughed at him.  He insisted.

Walking back, we saw how right he was.  The few inches of water was now up to our knees.

Her Way – What Pegman Saw

Welcome to What Pegman Saw, a 150-word weekly writing prompt inspired by the photos found on Google Maps. Yep, that’s really a picture of Manhattan. Inwood Park, at the very tip of the island, is one of the few places on the island that looks as it did three hundred years ago. (I included the pic so you’d know what Josh was talking about!)

This week you can roam any or all of the five boroughs. There are a thousand stories in the naked city, so bring one back. You can also write a poem, an essay or whatever you feel like writing. Share it with the others and comment on their stories. We ask you keep it to 150 words, but aside from that, there are no rules. Have fun and good hunting.

I have chosen to go deeper into the island 😉  This Super Bowl is so bloody boring, I’ve had time to type this and make my links… and post!  Thank you, J.Hardy Caroll, for hosting this little party.  I’ve been away for a while and have been lured back…

Her Way

How is it she has been to Manhattan, New York, four times, yet still hasn’t seen what she wants?  How many times did she have to do Central Park, Times Square and Toys ‘R bloody Us?  What about Greenwich Village? Soho? Hell’s Kitchen? Washington Heights? Chelsea? Harlem? Maybe not Harlem.  Wait.  Why not, Harlem?  Can it be that bad?  She wouldn’t know because she never seemed to get out of bloody central Manhattan, barely hitting Midtown.

She wanted to visit Strand’s Bookstore, the Met, the Guggenheim. How about a Broadway play?  Hell, she wanted to play tourist, corny as it is.  She even wanted to go to the top of the Empire State Building.  So many pictures of the Statue of Liberty taken from afar but still hasn’t made the trip to see her up close and personal.

Enough.  This year was the year she would do it her way.

Bridal Veil Falls, Unlimited – What Pegman Saw

This week Pegman is back in the Southwestern US, in Bridal Veil Falls, Utah. Your mission is to write up to 150 words inspired by the prompt. Feel free to use the photo provided, or take your own tour of scenic Utah for something that inspires you.

Once your piece is polished, share it with others using the link up below. Reading and commenting on others’ work is part of the fun!

Thanks to Karen and Josh for hosting this challenge.  In my search for ideas for a story, I discovered that Bridal Veil Falls is an uninspired name – or rather, an over-inspired name 😉

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Bridal Veil Falls, Unlimited

“We can cross Utah off our list, now.  That’s how many, so far, just in the States?”

“Lemme see:  we went to Highlands, North Carolina, up to the smallest of the three Niagara falls in New York.  We came west and stopped at Telluride, Colorado, and now, here in Provo, Utah.  Means, four, so far.  Next we go to Yosemite Valley in California then we start the Canadian ones!”

“Seriously, of all the ‘Bridal Veil’ falls we’ve seen so far, this one looks the least like a bridal veil!”

“Gotta admit, you’re right.  Though, this one is special because it is a double cataract fall.”

“Meaning?”

“See how it looks like there are steps?  We can’t see the top one from here, but there is a pool for the first step, too.”

“A multi-tiered water fall.  So cool.  Can we climb up to the second pool?”

“Ya baby! Let’s go!”

Speechless – What Pegman Saw

I hope you brought your hiking boots because this week Pegman takes us to the Grand Canyon in Arizona, United States. The Grand Canyon is one of the seven natural wonders of the world, and wonder of wonders you can actually hike into the canyon via streetview. There are also photo spheres across various locations.

The virtual hikes aren’t immediately obvious on google maps, but when you zoom in, you can hike Bright Angel Trail, South Kaibab Trail, Grandview Trail, or even visit the Phantom Ranch

Your mission is to write up to 150 words inspired by the location. Once your piece is polished, share it with others using the link up below. Reading and commenting on others’ work is part of the fun!

Thank you, Karen Rawson, for hosting this weekly challenge.  Glad I could participate this week.

Speechless

The trek to the top of Grandview Point was breathtaking — as in both were gasping for breath when they arrived.

They found a ledge for a bench and Paul immediately plopped down, elbows on knees, head in hands, trying to bring his heartbeat down to a reasonable rhythm.

“You’d be better off standing and walking slowly, Paul,” Nicole chastised, as she practiced what she preached, taking deep breaths, regaining control.

Oblivious to Paul’s struggles, she rhapsodized:  “Oh my gosh! Isn’t this just amazing?  The view!  It was so worth that workout, eh Paul?  C’m’ere!  Get up!  What the hell are you doing?”

Paul sat on his ledge, eyes unfocussed, mouth frozen.  Inside his head, his words were loud and clear: “I can’t speak! Help me, Nicole.  Look at me!”  All she could hear were guttural mutterings.

“Jesus!  Are you having a stroke?”  Trying not to panic, she looked around helplessly.