As I was flying to and from Boston this weekend I kept finding myself staring out the window at the view below realizing that I was frustrated. With mapping constantly on my mind, I looked at the mountains and the cities below knowing that the exercises we have been doing with mapping, were happening naturally below me. The frustrating part was the feeling that I was looking for...something...some meaning, something to make sense of the naturally occurring maps. The most interesting part to me (especially looking at the city lights at night) was that there was a very small range of color and shape. What distinguished what you were looking at was based on the density and path of the lights.
As I was flying to and from Boston this weekend I kept finding myself staring out the window at the view below realizing that I was frustrated. With mapping constantly on my mind, I looked at the mountains and the cities below knowing that the exercises we have been doing with mapping, were happening naturally below me. The frustrating part was the feeling that I was looking for...something...some meaning, something to make sense of the naturally occurring maps. The most interesting part to me (especially looking at the city lights at night) was that there was a very small range of color and shape. What distinguished what you were looking at was based on the density and path of the lights.
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