I’ve noticed a few different double-deckers touring busses on our morning drive into Philadelphia for my radiation treatments.
I have been taking a photo each morning, each one from just outside the Bodine Center For Radiation Therapy on 11th Street. But those images didn’t show the hustle and bustle and morning life that was happening all around Philadelphia.
Serendipity caused this lively and representative scene to unfold before me. It’s one of my favourites from the last two weeks.
When I was about thirteen years old, my father took us on a family vacation to the UK. I don’t remember much about that trip. Some vague recollection of a visit to London Tower, Harrods, Marks & Spence, Trafalgar Square, and a trip to the countryside to visit the estate home of one of his banking clients1.
But I do remember those double-decker buses. It seemed like they were everywhere. And I do remember riding around London atop the bus. But I don't remember anything about what I saw.
- The English gentleman lived adjacent to our home in Antigua. ↩
