Saturday 25 June 2011

Training 10, Wed. June 23, 2011, around Wallisellen and Opfikon, distance approx. 30 km

Unlike other sports, hiking is a sport what is using all capacity of the human being, muscles in the legs, in the back, the arms... and of course the mind.
Now it's just one month left, until I have to go to the big walk to Lausanne, so I thought, it's time to get in touch with the French culture - I bought two French books (well, translated to German, but it's about mind, not language).






























The first one by Pierre Bayard, originally published 2007 with the title: "Comment parler des livres que l'on a pas lus?"/how to speak about books, that you didn't read before - I thought, that's a good point, I quite often speak about things what I really have not the slightest notion of.
And second, from Xavier de Maistre a book with two novels with the titles "Voyage Autour de ma Chambre" (1795) and "Expédition Nocturne Autour de ma Chambre" (1825) - so mostly 'the (nightly) expeditions around my chamber' - more or less the same as I do.






































Another working day I started with the masses, here it was 7:39am.
About today's target, Wallisellen and Opfikon is not much to say - if you have a look on their internet presence they also tell, that the best thing on them are the short connections to the City of Zurich and to the airport.
Well, but otherwise, Wallisellen is one of the only places is Switzerland what was worth a pop song, but for very sure exactly because the point mentioned above: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oAKz0QY9n4A






























One of the most common prejudices about Swiss German is, that every words ends with a *li - what's not true: sometimes it's even somewhere in the middle.





























God has a down button on his forehead.






































First architectural point of interest of this day - looks like a nice single-family house.





























Nice fence...






































doorway? I'm not so sure anymore, that this is a family house...






































Yes, I'm rather sure now...





































I am in front of a mortuary.





























...for real.
So I take everything back what I told on an older walk, that architects have nothing intelligent/useless left to do, since there are to many churches. As I can see, the recent hot thing for them is, to build morgues.



The appearance of disappearance.





























Well tempered garden green, perfectly fitting to the house.





























Looks like somebody missed the address (and the century), instead in the valley of Engadin, they build that house in the valley of the Glatt - but beside of this, not the worst house I've ever seen.






































And suddenly I understood, that I will get more and more troubles to make a clear shot, as more summer it becomes.




























Bunker mentality in green.





























Guess, there inside is a stretch limo





























A green like a jail yard.





























Extreme fencing!





























Wallisellen is that marginal, that even aliens use it as a test ground.






































Very likeable: the first thing what I saw from Wallisellen, was a sign, on which they wish me farewell.






































Of course they have a rabbit and chicken breeding society.






































Really tough tattoo guys are also tattooing their houses.






























An attempt to make something simple looks more complicate.





























What else?





























Does he know, that he made a sculptural intervention to the environment?






































I told once, that I will mention it, as soon there is not a dwarf, a slug or a mushroom made from a tree trunk.





























Well decorated forest cottage.






































Far away in my early youth there was a time, where they called the most recent music stuff 'underground' (remember: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7KHfNIOGXa8)
Wonder, what's the word today... emerging?



It's incredible how loud a forest is, as soon it's silent.






































A bark beetle trap with visual teaser.





























Once again: wood is good.





























On the website of Opfikon, they describe this landscape with "Liebreiz" - grace.
Well, taste could be different.





























"Clear views" certain conditions are making humans frugal.






































Hopefully the refuse collectors could clearly discern between garbage and art.






































Nice steps.





























Best highway viaduct graffiti ever.





























Sometimes I wonder, why we are so sure about that the walkers have to go underground, and the cars are lifted to the sky.





























"Grand collecting basin - keep access free"
'Gross-Sammelbecken' is not really the Germanic word for suburbia.






































Le look le plus romantique.






























Also nice.





























Family garden shack of the day.






































"My leisure-time" defended by barbed wire.





























Evil robots assembling to take over the world - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0Nl06tWXJGk






































Contemporary interpretation of half-timbered construction at the schoolhouse Leutschenbach by Christian Kerez.





























It's not so much surprising that there are video cameras by a TV studio. But that one of the clerks had the need to install a parabolic antenna to enjoy a programme of his taste during work...






































After some studies on my maps I came to the conclusion, that the nicest house of the day - with that great art work - is just a setting in the fire-fighter test grounds.





























This whole meadow is called Glattpark - according to the mission statement of the community this should be used to develop new ways of housing and working.
But everything they invented was boxes of different sizes with straight levels and slightly different appearance.






































"Here arises a city."
Wrong!
This structure is called 'a camp'.






































http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bX81qzmkzq0





































Exactly like Stalin would love it.






































Suburban hiker's path.






































D'oh!
That's already the third manifestation of military power around Zurich, and it's not the last - it's almost like in former times, when there was a wall around the city.






































What an effort for such a boring expression.





























I must confess that this simple trick was working with me: first, I didn't like that building complex until I smelled the lavender, after I felt a little bit happier.






































The enigma of recent technologies.






































Good intervention.





























Where else should they be, if not in Opfikon (nowhere is the only logical answer).






































Nice materials, nice detail - the plastic change between breast and staircase windows.





























And very suddenly my path found its end.






































What happens after sending back the empty toner cartridge.






































I really can't see any way, how in this environment something like style could be instilled.





























What could be done here is create wealth out of nothing, just about four years before there was a huge sign on top of this building where was written on: UBS Warburg.
Since some events in the past this sign came out of fashion - but I'm pretty sure, that still today the same guys are working there inside.





























This funny comic theme park is a clarification plant.






































Usually here are about 5 to 10 adults to watch the big birds start.






























While theirs kids could have fun here.






























Cool interior design.






























For an international airport there are quite a lot of national planes.






































The Eeaster egg pine.






























Artificial horizon.





























Lying with the camera.






































Alpine resort in the suburbs.





























In terms of a bourgeois house this is a beautiful forecourt.





























But this one not, in any terms.






































Favourite front of the day: not one aperture on the same level!





























Excellent rims.






































And on his twenties birthday the apprentice had the big chance, to design something of his choice completely free.






































"The little chocolate house" - aka angler-fish






























Lying with the camera part two - a peaceful nature preserve...



which is only that untouched, because it's way to close to the highway.






























One thing that's somehow possible below bridges.






































The comment of the dog owners.






































Venetian electric supply.






























And even on my second time here I was fascinated - how rivers and walkers could be treated.






































"Ok, you're allowed to go out and have a little bit fun"






































A way better idea, what could be done below a bridge - a bocciodromo with heating.





























National defence, in the foreground mentally, in the background physically, the OAZ, the officer training centre - the suburbs of Zurich are really a battlefield.






































Lunch brake - with a broad variation of carbohydrates, proteins and water.





























Accidently I made a wrong step, and I entered the area of Dietlikon, but this failure was obvious from the first second.





























No, I have nothing to tell about the blue balconies.
My point of interest ledge above the basement - I call it the insulation notch: since all houses have to be improved (for cheap money and thoughts of the kind), this detail is emerging all over the country.
It's another lesson about: form is following laws.