Yseterday I made the mistake of accompanying the ladies to Tanger mall, a large open air mall which houses retail outlets of all major brands of apparel, bags, footwear and such other items. Yet another pillar of American consumerism. Actually I had second thoughts about joining them but since there was nothing else to do and since the mall was about fifty kilometers from where I stay, I thought I may find some new avenues to explore while the ladies shop. Also, when I checked the map, I found a small airport almost next to the mall. I can spend hours looking at aircrafts taking off and touching down and I thought that it should be fine. I left the ladies at the mall and started walking along the road towards the airport. It was about a mile from the mall. Half way through I looked up at the sky and found dark clouds forming at the horizon. It was already cold and if it started raining I would be having a tough time. There was no shelter of any kind anywhere around. I quietly returned to the mall and spent a miserable three hours while the ladies had a great time! Since it was cold, I sat in the parked car, and they enjoyed the services of a hand to pick them up/ and drop them off from/to one outlet to another.
|The Tanger Mall. Shop till you drop|
When my wife buys something, it is almost always followed by an exchange. They decided to make another trip to the mall today and I very wisely excused myself. Though it was cold, there was bright sunlight and the outdoors was inviting. The map showed a township called Northville not very far from where I stay and there was a district library on the central street. I decided to cycle there. I rode happily along and turned into the road leading to Northville. After fifteen minutes I realised that I had taken a turn too early and started back. Half way through I found a side road and had a glimpse of water at the end. I turned into the road and found myself facing a beautiful lake. As I have mentioned earlier I love the sight of rivers and lakes and spent an enjoyable half an hour in the vicinity. A gentleman was fishing at a distance, few ducks were floating without causing the slightest ripple in water and an occasional otter broke the surface to take a breath and dived in the next second. It was wonderful. Few pictures here.
|View of the house tops next to the lake - from a hillock by the side|
|The sidewalk, a pleasure to ride up on|
|A tree on the way, exhibiting the fall colours|