ACE REPORTER GOES "DOWN UNDER"
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Bikes and scooters have changed color again from purple and lime to orange in Sydney. The architecture is amazing with a grand mix of modern, historic and "green".
Sydney is very metropolitan- diverse and welcoming. It's International Pride weekend -I actually thought that was in New Zealand more than a week ago. whatever else one may think about such things it's obvious the Aussies don't care about others people's bedroom choices and instead capitalize on the revenue from welcoming all their guests. I feel very safe yet there is more graffiti and liter about than other places I've visited.
Fun phrases - He's kinda brave= he's passing us
Bugs are ocean bottom feeders like lobster but not nearly as big. But you can have a charming dinner of steak and bugs in many restaurants. I enjoy the local markets around the world. They are a great way to interact with locals and enjoy the foods they eat. Most have figured out that open air - one day markets don't really do much and that if want a local market it needs to be under roof and open at least 3-4 days a week. They build buildings here specifically to encourage local markets - under roof means more vendors and lots more buyers.
Today I got a behind the scenes look at one local market. Seagulls swarmed the scrap fish truck and the smell was very rambunctious and atrocious. Still it was worth the time. I sent JB a few photos of the market including one of a shucker doing his thing opening oysters. I bought a great shirt and some fresh mango and pineapple too.
I’ve been a long time away and I want to thank everyone for their kindness, texts and emails and numerous questions. I hope I answered adequately. If you didn’t get an answer it's probably lost some where in internet land. Send to me again and I'll get a response back out to you. I've not decided on my next trip. The Artic was a great suggestion . BUT - Anyplace you have to worry about being eaten might not be a good option. I learned they leave cars unlocked in such places to escape becoming a snack. So maybe not the Artic - maybe Greece or anywhere along the Red Sea. I can scuba there and maybe finally learn to surf.
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Up early for a walk in downtown Sydney. Off to the fish market for some chargrilled oysters Fitzpatrick. A grilled delight of fresh oyster bacon and lemon. JB has pictures.
It's around 6am and Sunday in Sydney. I've decided to stay a few extra days here and this morning I'm heading to sky dive. Its world Pride celebration and Sydney is the host. I was a bit confused because New Zealand a similar celebration but it must have been their national . Sydney has a done a wonderful job just being kind and welcoming.
Yesterday I had a great time watching the regional championships for Beach safety (life guarding) Boy do they take it serious here. All sorts of boat launch and sand relay races and first aid testing. Btw - just like in USA there's a nursing shortage. And just like home the police are busy making drug busts. Yesterday they took "tons". Really tons of cocaine from a Mexican ship plus 2 million in Aussie dollars. Their prime minister is out and about campaigning with his wife and baby and I saw several homeless.
Found out why Sydney has a bigger litter problem- the wiz kids at city hall removed all the trash cans for maintenance. Lol. I've seen one in the entire city and it may have belonged to the hotel in which it it was in front. The opera house is stunning; I still can't catch a time for surfing lessons but I found some great aboriginal art.
Yesterday I went to a market in China town. That was DIFFERENT. It actually was a Chinese market with all sorts of Chinese made goods and - knock offs. I don't know why but there were multiple stalls with weird costumes . Obviously not meant for the general Australian or tourist; the sizes looked like zero or two maybe a four for women and the mens were all for 5ft 4 or less with a waist of 24-28 maybe. So basically costumes for the Chinese. Lots of glitter, chains, faux jewels and fancy pants and ties. Reminded me of Christmas ornaments.
I heard there were bad winds and storms and some flooding. I hope everyone is okay. If you need help call down to the winery and ask for Mulligan. He can round up supplies and or people. He just held our flood prep training a few weeks back. I'm off to take a "flying leap".
Some things are a little out of order or maybe lost in space somewhere so I thought I'd try to update on a few stops
Before Sydney was Eden. A small town of less than 5 thousand that has streetscaping down to an art. I was thinking about stopping by their town hall to get a tip sheet for the city but thought - no point. Either they improve or downtown merchants keep complaining until they learn to vote for someone else. Back to travels…
It's where I visited the animal sanctuary and feed kangaroos and a parrot decided my hair would make lovely nest fibers. They had a small historical museum. It was extremely popular; not a speck of dust in site, bright lights and a focus on the areas whaling industry. They could have picked boating or fishing or the areas peculiar geology since they have pink cliffs and rocks everywhere but they made their prime focus whales and did little side shows on other topics. It was a fresh look at small town museums and Eden knocked it our if the park.
I had a giant slider. I think JB has the picture - one big slab of meat and four little buns. It was a unique presentation but probably a little harder to grill than the little 3x3 squares. French fries are chips here and rarely served plain. They doll them up with guacamole and-or "mince" - which is a version of hamburger or load them with cheese and salsa. Last night mine had rosemary and sea salt. Give it a try
I loved the two foot plus long pine cones that are as around as my pinky finger and enjoyed sampling the local distilleries gin. I might "pitch" the idea for pink gin made with raspberries. Place was spotless but the taxi service unreliable. I think they had one driver for the entire town.
Fall is in the air in Eden Australia.
Odd things around Sydney include some of the architecture like the 3 monkeys above a curved door entrance- I sent Jeff a photo.
There's small sidewalk level "fountains" that are sort of mini splash pads - they may only be 8-12 feet or even smaller and are just little bubblers that pop up through the sidewalk and quickly drain back down but people are drawn to them - especially children. It's like a teenie tiny splash pad. I sent him a picture of an example.
World Pride Festival has brought in millions of people and I can’t imagine the number of dollars being spent. They’ve painted the entire town. I wouldn’t say Australians are progressive but they are kind and welcoming to all. Which is good because Sydney’s a massive metro area and I have to ask for help finding my way on this train or that tram or which street about every 10 minutes. I must have looked old and worn out yesterday, some sweet Aussie boy offered me his seat on the “L1” on my way back from Chinatown.
I had the honor of skydiving with two American men of Arabic decent today. They work in DC. They came to Sydney for Pride but also I would learn from 15 thousand feet in the air that one was proposing marriage - like all my fellow sky divers we saw a big "will you marry me" from high above. Everyone was happy to see them so excited. It was my second opportunity to see a proposal. Last night Mike asked Lucy and she said yes too. Love is a good thing and todays young people amaze me.
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It's been an interesting journey - btw a fiord is a narrow passage of salt water that mixed with fresh water flowing down from glacier created massive escarpments. It's an impressive geographical site for sure and my journeys took me to a world heritage location - Milford Sound. Which was incorrectly named as a sound rather than Fiord.
I've no idea if the emails get to JB but I do know the pictures can't seem to make the cross world leap. So they will have to wait. I took a stop in Melbourne, Australia. A metro area of 5.1million which is more than all of New Zealand. I think the Aussies and Kiwis sound the same but they say there's a difference. They have a friendly but occasional antagonist relationship as we do with our Canadian friends. Still Melbourne is a diverse metro. People,buildings, food and culture of all types and colors. But everybody still drives on the left. Opals are native to Australia so I toured a small museum and met a great stone cutter. He said many beautiful opals have been lost because people throw them away thinking they are of no value. He's a kind man and I was found of his mustache as much as his fine craftsmanship. Check grandmas jewelry before tossing.
I'm on a bus today driving about Tasmania.There's a town called Penguin and you guessed it if you said there must be penguins there. But again much to my sadness they are out at sea and won't return til dark so I've decided on an agricultural day and learning all about chocolate, cheese and wine. Tasmania has only around 530 thousand people all together. But lots of cows and a really great cheese company called Ashcroft. Somebody tell our local dairy to make cheese and follow Ashcrofts business plans because this family is raking in millions.
In other news: Tasmania has beat the USA in solar power hands down. About half the houses use it. Solar panels everywhere. For those debating unisex bathrooms - no need - they are the standard in Tasmania. Here's the thing though; you can have private potties and joint sink areas if your toilet areas have doors that close floor to ceiling and no cracks. I didn't realize USA bathrooms were viewed as so substandard by many of the first world until I actually began having conversations about our less than private potties with cracks on the side and open views below and above our flimsy doors. Anyway unisex bathrooms aren't a "faith based" issue here - they are a reality. Sometimes Americans look silly to the rest of the world. Our pottie debate is one of those things. They say we just need to fix our doors.
Chocolate came to Tasmania via a love struck man from Belgium who impressed some Japanese business man with his home made chocolates. He married the woman and the Japanese business man sent him a 100k to expand his business so he could get truffles for his company in Japan.
There's some secret recipe for fudge for which they are known and their truffles are still shipped to Japan. I came at Easter egg season it's all very interesting especially the part of chocolate getting damaged when it's too cold or too hot. I've never had that problem as I firmly believe you just eat it to avoid those issues all together. I feel the same about jalapeños,margaritas and wine. Just enjoy them.
This is another "value added" griculture business that is wildly successful. Google Anvers Chocolates for more info but their hospitality and creativity for generating income are awesome. You pay a fee to join the tour but they treat you to "free" hot chocolate and a "free" slice of one of their gourmet chocolate cakes and samples of their candy. Not everybody gets the same cake or candy so there's lots of chatter in the group about what's wonderful and who has the best sample. You can look through a window to watch them dipping and doing their chocolate thing. Sit in the garden or stroll to the chocolate shop to buy their great product. There's a cafe on site so you can purchase any number of sweet treats or sandwiches. For some reason they also sell plants from their garden. I was lost on the last money making idea; it didn't seem to fit except for the hot chocolate rose which I had only seen one other time 30 years ago in the rose garden at Auckland.
PS the secret recipe involves butter and cream and absolutely no condensed milk. I've no idea what that means - never made fudge in my life.
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Today is a town called Dunedin which is pronounced as "done eatin". It"s a lovely area on the South Island around the 46th parallel, which is to say even in the summer the cold air off Antartica blows hard and none stop. But I have a thing for birds and here is the only place in the entire world I can see Royal Albatross. BIG birds.
These feathered friends stay out to sea over the Pacific for an entire year once they finally leave the nest. Fledglings stay out five years until able to mate. Albatross never fly over ground and only land in open water to float about, eating on squid which by the way glow in the dark so they make "easy pickins." Today I watched babies being fed by parents and mates switch off guard duty as one flew off in the head winds. Climate change has decimated many of New Zealand"s native species. Seals, albatross and penguins struggle with new predators who are coming further south as the water warms. Already the southern waters are two degrees warmer. Still too cold for me but sharks and barracudas find the temp to their liking.
The worlds steepest street is here, an entire flock of black swans that love the bay because it"s very shallow and when the tide goes out it"s easy grazing. Seals and penguins also make their homes here. I passed one of those orange exclamation point signs again- it said !Seals. It was explained that the seals like to get on the road and warm themselves. So they just lay there unlike our deer crossing warning signs - these guys lounge around in the middle of the road instead of jump across.
Dunedin is the only remaining New Zealand city that will be able to retain its old buildings. It"s not prone to earthquakes so the country is investing in its Scottish and gothic architecture. Dunedin is predominantly Scottish, Irish and Māori decent. Lots of big old Catholic Churches cut from volcanic stone. The Māori have been given back land they owned. No one had to give up their home - it"s just the land is owned by the tribe.
Lots of flowers and beautiful city scape. We could take a few lessons from them. When Europeans came they cut down all the trees before they realized it takes 900 years for the native version to grow back. Consequently they bright in fast growing pine - about 40 years to harvest. Pine is big industry in New Zealand.
So this town, more so than any others, is vey hilly. It"s a slanted hike no matter where you walk. There"s no such thing as an easy stroll in Dunedin- everyone must have buns of steel. Gas is cheaper on the South Island but not groceries. I"ll send JB some photos. For those asking for critter pics it"s a little tough because most New Zealand native animals are nocturnal. They aren"t easily found in the day.
Also on a very odd note but it explains my massive sun burn- New Zealand has a hole in the ozone above it. They have the worlds highest skin cancer rate. That may be in part because they love the outdoors and in part because their ozone layer doesn"t protect them as much. Apparently pollution elsewhere makes its way across the winds and burned a hole in their protective layer. Tomorrow I head to the Fords - whatever that is. But at least it"s not the middle of an old volcanic crater - this nation is nothing but hills and volcanos - not a flat field anywhere. That explains why sheep outnumber people at least 2 to one and food is expensive. Did I tell you no one builds on the south side of anything - it"s the frigid air blowing off Antartica. Houses on the North side sale for 1.5 million and house on the south side doesn"t even get built and if it does it"s 250k. kiwi dollars of course. Nobody likes to face south. I"ll be Mia for a bit JB. some extra traveling to do the next three days. I"ll be searching for penguins.
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Took a public bus to Christchurch - the city of gardens. Theres over 1200 gardens and green spaces and I"m not talking roundabouts. The city was totally destroyed or rather 90% of the central city in 2011 during an earthquake. It was a 6.3 but very shallow and the city is built on a swamp so essentially what didn"t fall right right away, leaned so much it was dangerous to enter. They filled basements with concrete to keep them from crashing until they could tear down. They are still rebuilding more than 12 years later. They use glass and timber because oddly - they do better than brick and stone when building on a swamp.
Christchurch is aptly named - it"s filled with churches unlike the remainder of New Zealand. However the churches are deeply historic " going back to 1700 & 1800s when England sent over "pilgrims" - all needed their priests letter of "endorsement" some got it just to get rid of trouble makers. Most of the churches are being restored to the tune of millions. Again it"s a massive reconstruction process here. Between her cyclones, tsunamis and earthquakes" New Zealanders suffer at mother natures hands but they are deeply devoted to her and cherish their wildlife, plants and water resources.
The children dress alike and go to "college" which is the term for high school here. I found kiwi jam and candy and a few other interesting New Zealand made specialities. Their electric trolley tours are amazing and I hopped on and off all day learning about all sorts of Christchurch history, fun facts and backstage info. They absolutely love art here and every other block has a small street stage. Even the benches are beautifully done. And oddly they use magnificently painted shipping containers for street side food and art. All their old buildings except for the churches and a few schools are already down. What goes back is modern glass and nothing over 28 meters tall will be built. Christchurch is set to be the safest earthquake city in the world - it"s an odd slogan but they work hard to expand the number of reasons Christchurch will be a destination city and it shows. It"s rainy here and cold. I"m too far south on this side of the equator to suit me. But I"m glad I visited Christchurch.
New Zealand has a great festival but I won"t see it. The Haka Festival is a huge event that celebrates the native Māori culture. When you watch a soccer match featuring New Zealand you see these bug eyed, screaming, thigh smacking, stomping fierce competitors. That"s an Haka and meant to intimidate others. Māori love their tattoos which are black and symbolize important aspects of their life and culture. Unlike our American trend toward "body art" that includes honorable veterans tattoos to absurdly goofy bugs bunny images. Anyway, Imagine if we welcomed back native Americans and featured their language on our signs, ambulances, public buildings and places. Nee Zealanders welcome visitors but staying takes a lot of effort and time. It"s really not easy to become a citizen. Art is everywhere, but then again so is USA. Oddly they seem to have no idea of our college or professional team colors; nor do they care. Taco Bell and McDonalds graced the same corner today. Whatever the Big Texan is it"s popular in New Zealand. Their desire for international cuisine far exceeds our Mexican, pizza, and occasional Chinese restaurants. I could"ve picked Malaysian, Thai, Irish, Mexican, Vietnamese, Italian and any number of weird looking street vendors but instead popped into a place called Fidel"s for Cuban. I doubt I"ll find the worlds best revolutionary food here but it"s raining in Wellington and the small earthquakes that shake the community daily haven"t seemed to register on any measurable human scale. I wanted to sit. But somewhere someone is recording those little blips that make this area one of the most active in the world.
I skipped the town of Napier with its makeshift morgue and cyclone devastated people and dodged another storm by heading south but it"s uncommonly cold and rainy here. I"ll keep heading south to a place called Christchurch and maybe do something more daring than the triple trike motorcycle drive I took yesterday. It"s a great business idea for someone looking to do business when and where they want and make great money riding a motorcycle. Kiwis have a great sense of humor and wonderful names for their businesses and products. I"ll send JB my photos.
Apparently my lunch is on a slow boat from Cuba. It"s been a bit. Things I learned: kiwis grow on vines and avocados on trees. "Yeah"no" is a saying down under that means appreciate you trying but no thanks. Acupuncture is indeed effective medicine, Kiwis drink warm tap water " no ice, every dog is on a leash " no exceptions and feral cats have devastated their bird population. It doesn"t sound bad until you realize that once a bird is gone it"s not coming back because New Zealand birds are no where else in the world. They had no predators so eventually many just stayed on the ground. Easy pickins for kitties. Also no one knows why, but someone brought possums to New Zealand. I never know what day or time it is when I"m Down Under. I"ll be here about three weeks this time, alone, amidst a group of 10 in"laws. It"s a noisy family trip and I can"t stop laughing at the bickering & rivalry that occurs among siblings even when they are "older". But to escape the ruckus I took a solitary walk at what I thought was 7 am, as it turned out it was four. I thought it was Saturday but no it was Sunday. Someone had emptied the trash and sat the scooters up in nice rows but there were cans and odd piles of litter here and there. Were it not for all the lights, many of them rainbow for their national Pride Week Celebrations I would have turned back. Something sinister crept about Auckland at night. But I wandered forward until I came across a big bus with a closed door. I tapped and said hello , smiled because that"s what Americans do and introduced myself. His name was Tony and he was a local & locals always have the best info. We talked a long, long time.
Tony offered me a free bus ride all along his route and at first I was uncertain but it was a great opportunity to see what he called the ugliest house in Auckland, take a gander at his school and continue a discussion about something I know nothing about" rugby. Which by the way the kiwis (New Zealanders) are the winningest in the world. Tony says his grandson is going to play for the "all blacks"" which is a name we wouldn"t use in the states but here it"s a source of pride for all. Color isn"t always about skin. Tony"s grandson is as a cute as button " he showed me the pictures. Proud grandpas cross cultural lines and some things never change.
I finally saw their homeless , which is to say their free healthcare system, while great, doesn"t have much in the way of mental health treatment. The same old, same old grocery carts filled with remnants of a broken life and a shattered mind shuffling up or down the hilly sidewalks of an otherwise beautiful, kind city sat amidst dormant volcanos. Drug addiction is not as severe but as Tony said, "it"s mostly bad choices." He wore the same sad face of discouraged, impotency I"d seen on my own fellow citizens. What do we do when there"s no long term care, residential facilities… back in the day Reagan called it main streaming" he closed down "state hospitals" to cut taxes so the wealthy would trickle down. What trickled was real people " some just sick but some bat shit crazy onto our streets. Here they are more honest. They don"t spend the money. But moving on… So off I went on the wrong side of road listening to Tony as he detailed his life story and discussed his home town. 1.25 or so million or about a fourth of the nations population. His description left me believing it is mostly a nation of flightless birds and cruise ship tourists" he didn"t think 4 million was "a lot of people". I told him my home town had less than 13 thousand. He stared blankly. Then asked what I did and where was my husband. He was worried for me or sexist " or it could have been both. I explained he was at the hotel and we were both basically retired. I did confess my friend had an internet blog and had asked me to write about my travels & thanked him for sharing his life and bus route with me. He was pleased to be included in this "feature". In fact JB, he was actually proud some American was going to type up a story about his bus route and perspective on life and load it to the internet. TONYS BUS ROUTE "continues " They shut New Zealand off from the world during Covid. It was the safest, healthiest nation during the pandemic. That didn"t stop the worlds wealthiest from trying to buy land. Now it"s illegal. Tony bought his home 25 years ago after marrying his second wife, "a Māori", he proudly said, which is to say he married a native woman of brown skin and fierce culture. They spent 250 thousand and still owe about 24k. But the house is now worth 1.5 million. Most homes are on a 1/4 acre lot that many have subdivided to build another home and sell off behind the owners house. I hadn"t noticed the "doubling up" until he pointed it out. Kiwis are smart people but don"t live in the "historic district". The round a bouts are planted with trees and flowers and don"t have tire marks where fools in end up air borne after "jumping the hump". In fact they have zero stop signs just round a bouts unless at major intersections where traffic lights are needed to control the speed and number of cars zipping around at about 100 kilometers an hour. I don"t bother to calculate " it"s somewhere around 60mph I think on the main highways, but it sounds so much faster. Auckland has grown and traffic got worse so they called the Japanese company Nippon to come build an extension to the one of the main bridges. Locals call it the Nippon clip"on. Which is exactly what it looks like " a sort of lean to for a bridge" nothing fancy just doubling up on existing framework. Later, I would ride one of the open top, double decker tourist buses that Tony said sometimes blow over in the cross winds that whip across the city. I thought about what he said as the subtropical sun shone down on my exhausted time warped face then I visited their national museum which was free to their citizens and 45 kiwi dollars to international visitors. I saw my first T. rex" awesome " they had a male and confirmed female. Pretty darn sure we weren"t around in the age of dinosaurs…
FYI they have 10 20 and 50 cent & 2$ coins " $5, 10, 20 etc. bills just like U.S.A. I"m getting about 30"35cents more per our dollar than theirs but things are still expensive. So I was happy when Tony showed me the neighborhood shops. Gone were the high end luxury shopping stores that smelled like perfume and wasted money. Instead bakeries everywhere, but no Mexican restaurants. I missed Miveijo all of a sudden. Lots of pizza places. Tony"s favorite served a great margarita he said. He takes an Uber because a bus driver can"t get "in trouble with alcohol". He was ranked number 3 of 1300 hundred drivers nation wide. Personally I think he should be number one. There"s tons of Mediterranean restaurants" I"m guessing because there"s more sheep than people in New Zealand" that"s a fact. Wool and lamb are everywhere. I don"t like lamb but husbands family loves it. They have good wine here and I"m on the hunt for one of the worlds best gins made here in New Zealand. I"ll keep you updated. It"s family time. 5 females " 5 males. Selecting a restaurant is a source of amusement for me and frustration for the guys. The one that thinks she"s the dominant female tells everyone what to do. I laugh. She doesn"t understand what I find funny. The butter here is miraculously, delicious, deep yellow and very soft. It"s very expensive in the states but they toss it around like we do pennies. Other things : Auckland has shipping containers everywhere" not just in the port. I laugh " it"s an inside joke. I hand fed some birds this morning. Mama called and called for her baby to come but she had to fly off and fetch. She and he returned for a lovely assortment of pine nuts, walnuts and bread crumbs. I like to hand feed birds. They are sweet creatures "except for seagulls which are the sky rats and bullies of seaside"s. I named one Lucy. It"s time for my covid test. New Zealand"s serious about disease prevention. But, Auckland has nothing on Madison"s beautiful gardens. Their public spaces are beautiful but home owners don"t plant much in the way of flowers or lovely landscaping. Score one for the small town with dirty air. So here"s a funny side story. Husband is out later than me; I"m already in bed overcome by my weird meal of all sorts of Mediterranean foods that start with Babi or tabo and have weird letters in the middle and end with "gish" or "uli" and my one glass of wine. I"m a light drinker so was sort of dozing when he comes in trying to move laundry to the dryer. Maybe it"s the hotel but my in room washer dryer was a stack set that could fit in a Barbie doll house and the dryer turns on and off for efficiently. Slightly tipsy husband thinks the door keeps popping open and turning dryer off so he McGyvers a fix that involves a suitcase, head rest and rigged closet door. This is married life with an impatient but brilliant engineer who will fix something that isn"t broken.
BTW" The ugliest house was bright pink. The world is such a small place. We think what we do at home doesn"t matter to others , but it does. We lead the world in so many ways , not just with our sugary colas that are everywhere but with Taco Bell and KFC. These two familiar "eateries"greeted me just outside Auckland New Zealand"s international airport after a 28 hour sleepless travel binge that began in a monsoon driving to Cincy international and ended somewhere across the international date line just east of down under. And just like that Feb, 17th 2023 vanished from my life. It was my late fathers birthday and I miss him. Anyway, this part of the world is equally brown, yellow and white and all shades and mixes in between but the skies are blue and it"s a warm 24c but I still think in Fahrenheit and miles while locals do increments of 10 and kilometers. I can"t think straight from the jetlag but thank goodness for my my endearing American smile and willingness to befriend anyone. I"m told Americans are all alike. I doubt that but Heidi adored me and wouldn"t stop wagging her tail and wandering about the city"s magnificent rose garden with me that had been ravaged by a cyclone a few weeks back. Her owner was tearful as she explained a town about an hour south east had a temporary morgue set up on its pier. She worried I wouldn"t enjoy my visit. Sorrow and tragedy are world wide. Her gentleman friend called her "Chickee". They walk dogs here; they don"t eat them like in China. I am relieved to be welcomed; there are places Americans are not. This part of the world has gone green. There"s no dirty smog or smell of exhaust. Gas is over $12 a gallon but few, if any use it. Virtually all cars are electric and sidewalks make it fun and easy to walk. Lime green electric skateboard "scooters" are the preferred litter here. They simply grab one that"s leaning, laying or parked somewhere and use an Uber app or credit"debit card to go anywhere quickly & drop it where they stop. Sidewalks are broad and trash is no where, while "green space" is everywhere. The USA will catch up eventually but until then the electric Ford Ranger is out there pulling camper vans to beautiful places where there"s not very many people. Even if we aren"t green yet we sure know how to make money off everyone else that is. Score one for capitalism. JB " it"s hard to write a short version of all I see and learn " MORE LATER.
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