This haiku was, as the caption suggests, composed in the (really rather attractive) Beijing airport. I was immediately surprised that (i) wi-fi was freely available, because you have to pay for it in most airports, and (ii) that the authenticator knew my name.
The data scientist within me was deeply impressed; the human within me was a little more cautious.
The image is of the airport itself, a fine piece of design from m'lord Foster, a British architect of some repute. Even I like his buildings, and I seldom like any building unless it is Tudor half-boarded, or, at least, made out of sandstone.
Lovely modern haiku and beautiful photo!
ReplyDeleteThis haiku was, as the caption suggests, composed in the (really rather attractive) Beijing airport. I was immediately surprised that (i) wi-fi was freely available, because you have to pay for it in most airports, and (ii) that the authenticator knew my name.
ReplyDeleteThe data scientist within me was deeply impressed; the human within me was a little more cautious.
The image is of the airport itself, a fine piece of design from m'lord Foster, a British architect of some repute. Even I like his buildings, and I seldom like any building unless it is Tudor half-boarded, or, at least, made out of sandstone.
The pond in the picture has fish in it, too.
Toodlepip,
Hobbes
P.s. Thank you, Cody!