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Bridges in Nottingham, England

Today I bring to you a bridge cluster, if you will. I am enjoying how in this picture the two very different bridges are at a right angle, leading up to each other, connecting not only two river banks, but also each other.  Nottingham, England When I visited Nottingham in June and Andrew took me back to the train station, we had a little bit of time to kill before my train left, so we ventured away from the station and found this spot. I don’t remember where exactly it was, just that the stone bridge and the modern steel one in combination with the red brick warehouse and the dodgy and dirty looking water reminded me of home, of Hamburg’s granary city and its feel of trade and hard work. How that is changing now the port city with its modern architecture and posh restaurants and bars is coming about there…

I have written about it before: Nottingham is not the prettiest or most enchanting city I have been to. But it had its very own and individual flair. In many ways I like the coolness and the distance with which the city met me. It was honest and down to earth. I took the picture in June, but it looks just like Berlin looks now in the autumn weather that I see when I look out of my window. It seems to be saying: „I don’t care if you think it’s summer. I’m doing whatever the hell I want.“ I wish I could be a little bit more like that sometimes.

If you have read My Mission statement, you know why I love bridges. To me they are the most universal symbol of connection, of bringing people together and overcoming anything that may seperate us. I want to present to you pictures of bridges that I really love in places that I really love on my blog every Sunday. If you have a picture of a bridge that you would like to share with my readers as a guest post, feel free to contact me!

4 Kommentare

  1. It’s true – cities in the UK are unashamedly unique in their approach to seasons and the flow of life in the rest of the Northern Hemisphere. Having grown up in a town near Liverpool, I’ve always been able to see the beauty an charm in the tumbling down buildings and the last vestiges of the industrial revolution. With you, it is the modernity of Hamburg that seems out of place but for me it was Brutalism and post-war monstrosities. Who knew of grow up to develop an appreciation for Brutalist architecture one day?

    • bridgekeeper

      September 29, 2013 at 8:26 pm

      Yes, I have a thing for the ideologically laden fascist architecture of totalitarian states as well. Weird, but fascinating!

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