To continue with my (hopefully very brief!) Valentine’s theme this year, I tried to see if I could find a town called ‘Love’. On the whole planet, I must add, not just in the Cheshire vinicity (I know – modern English… you’ll thank me one day!)
There are lots of places that begin L-O-V-E, but I couldn’t find one merely called Love (there must be one somewhere – if you know of one, please advise in the comments!)
I utilised Google’s nifty map services to carry out my search, but gave up after intensely scrutinising the data for two minutes. I wheeled back (on the mouse wheel, not the chair, as I kneel and don’t sit and type and I don’t have wheels on my knees (although sometimes they could come in very handy when I have to suddenly get up for something (i.e. cramp; thirst; the loo) and can’t as I’m locked into position) anyway, I digress.) maybe a little too far, and found this image.
At first, I thought that the Google Street View car’s driver had gotten himself a little lost, but then I remembered that they use satellite technology now (or satnology as it will be known in a few years – remember me when you hear it next!)
Anyway, to cut a long post short, I found the place I was looking for. Well, almost. Not the town, but the whole caboodle.
I love images of this great planet of ours. (In fact, not only images, I love the place itself!) From such a great distance away, we don’t seem to be in as such a mess as we’re being told, do we? (That was meant to be a rhetorical question, but it wouldn’t type right) Never mind – even if we are in a mess it still looks good from a few thousand miles away.
All images in this post have been obtained from the Google Map thingy. I would have gone myself, but with the cramp in my knees I can’t reach full height standing at the moment, let alone blasting out toward the stars. Maybe next week I’ll get some good photos of my own to use then!
The Mansionic Perspective 
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