Our World Tuesday, Crusell Bridge

The pylons of a new bridge in Helsinki, Finland. In real life it is situated here, but the Google map has not been updated and there is no bridge yet in the map. The bridge is known as Crusell bridge. Bernhard Henrik Crusell was a finnish composer who lived 1775 - 1838.

The bridge has rail lines for trams to both ways. Trams will go here in spring 2012. In the background there is a business park, which is one of the more colourful ones in Helsinki. The pipe in the background between the pylons belongs to Salmisaari powerplant and it is the highest construction of Helsinki at 150 metres (492 feet). The pylons of the bridge are around 50 metres (165 feet) tall.

Side view towards Lauttasaari and approaching september rain clouds.

I think this bridge will be quite popular for Helsinki photo opportunites in the near future. In typical finnish fashion there are no people in these photos. This is partly due to the fact that the area and apartment buildings on this side of the canal are not yet completed. Rain was coming too. To be honest, there is not much people walking around in Finland anyway. They just build stuff and disappear immediately after that.

This was my Our World Tuesday post. See more views on our world there.
Even though I haven´t done many My World posts recently I still thought about it at the beginning of almost every week. If I had the time for it and so on. Many weekends I took photos of places and thought how this would be good for My World. Too bad what happened to Klaus and the ending of that era. I´m still glad that the spirit lives here in Our World.

Summer in the city

They are everywhere
tourists, families with baby buggies
Young people drinking
celebrating the end of school
Lying on the grass with bare feet
Summer turns to high any day now

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I bought a new satchel, wallet and a jacket. The old ones were all so worn out that they had holes where the coins dropped and all the zippers were broken. It was like I had made a museum of myself. A shabby neglected character lost in the darkness of winter, more interested in his books and music than his appearance. Now I have to make an effort to create the new energized me. All those places to visit now that the days are long and warm, you see. Maybe I get new shoes some day, now that I have developed a taste for reckless shopping.

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I follow some newssites and sometimes I even comment on some political issues. When I was younger I thought that when I grow up I will have a certain solid view on those issues. That I could have a view and stick with it. Now I´m pushing forty and I still don´t know where I belong. Politics to me, like life, is so wonderful because every day is a new day with new issues. It´s so easy to change my mind about something if I need to. I think it would be not right to come up with an idea and then 15 years later, when I feel different, still feel the need to stick with that idea. That is not growing up. Some people think that a politician who changes a party is a deserter or something, but to me that is okay. He or she just can´t follow the same path anymore. What is wrong with that when I change my mind almost daily?

There are all these small parties in Finland. Like 10 parties and none of them have over 25% of the pie. Most of them have good issues, but none of them think about the big picture. It´s just playing with the details. Change a small issue there, cause a bigger disruption somewhere else seems to be the most common agenda. There is none that tries to work an issue from all sides. Some imply that they are yet it doesn´t look like that. That kind of approach is dead here. Maybe everywhere else too. It´s probably too complicated to handle but I can dream that it is possible.