Name: 左にウィンクルス、右にウィンクルス。場所からの思い、アントワープ (Winkels to the Left, Winkels to the Right: Thoughts from Places, Antwerp)
Uploaded: 2021-01-14T06:21:09.000Z
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様態の副詞

I woke up early yesterday with nothing to do but write and thought, "I think I might

程度の副詞

just go to Belgium today." So I walked down to Amsterdam Central Station and bought a

ticket on the slow train to Antwerp. I wanted time away from the Internet and my life, time

Hank, watching people write is boring, and in my case at least it doesn't even involve

that much typing, but writing does, at least for me, require quite a lot of concentration,

and to concentrate you must be prepared to face the terrifying specter of boredom without

fear. In that respect, at least, both the reading and writing of books have become kind

of countercultural activities in the social media era. Books don't lend themselves to

multitasking; they don't automatically update. And as much as much as I love the Internet,

Got into Antwerp knowing nothing about the city, except that there are Winkles to the

left and Winkles to the right, and emerged from the train station into this central square.

My general strategy for visiting a place I haven't done any research about is just to

find someone who looks like a tourist and follow them to wherever they're going because

I figure they did the research for me. Then I just stop at any old buildings and/or zoos.

This dude had a guidebook in his pocket so I followed them, and sure enough, they led

me to two sweet old buildings, although neither was open. So I returned to the train station

to find more tourists to stalk whereupon I noticed, "Holy crap there's the zoo."

At the zoo I saw little monkeys, and big monkeys, and swingy monkeys, and this monkey with pants

picking up sticks for the presumed purpose of building a nest, and this monkey with pants

planting ferns in some kind of primitive experiment in agriculture, and almost puppy-sized elephants,

and tigers, and zebra-giraffe-horses, and this penguin that appeared to be decapitated

but was in fact just sleeping, and badass fish, and a shark chatting with a seahorse

- okay, that was on television - and this tortoise!

I tried to tell him that he needed to go on and brush his shoulder off, on account of

how his shoulder appeared to be storing the fecal matter of a different tortoise, but

he either didn't understand me or he was making a fashion statement. I also saw these giraffes

who were separated from me only by a ankle-high fence and a tiny water fountain. Hank, I filmed

them for like ten minutes, and they kept looking at me like, "No matter how long you leave

that camera on, we are not going to mount each other."

Then I went back to the station where I rode the worlds coolest escalator, up and then

straight, and up again! How are these miraculous escalators only in Belgium!? Did the Belgians

patent them? We must wrest this technology from their tiny polylingual hands!

Minutes later at my train platform, I learned that my train was "afgeschaft", and I was

Since everyone is leaving, I think that was bad.

It means abolished. But another train came an hour later, and I wrote all the way home.

And that, Hank, is how I lived for a day without the Internet.