Life is Beautiful when you are looking at how a thunderstorm that just rushed over your head evolves afar.
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World Photography Day originates from the invention of the daguerreotype, a photographic processes developed by Louis Daguerre. On January 9, 1839 The French Academy of Sciences announced the daguerreotype process and a few months later, on August 19, 1839, the French government announced the invention as a gift free to the world.
Yesterday, my copy of Poker Magazin arrived at my Luxembourg home. This edition contains a photo report of mine done in Las Vegas a few weeks ago with a brand new camera purchased in Sin City by a generous person willing to support me after the theft of my bag containing my cameras, my lenses, my computer, some back up discs, my passport and the rest of my money. This publication is dedicated to him. Thank you! The whole photo report is available HERE.
Life is Beautiful when you meet people that own nothing and that are amongst the happiest people you have ever met. After having spent weeks in Vegas with wealthy kids and millionnaires, I spent a couple of days with broke surfers and skaters on the Pacific coast after I left Los Angeles where I got a new passport after a bag containing the rest of my cash, my computer, hard drives and all my photo and video material got stolen in Vegas. One of those millionnaires heard about my story and about how desperate I was and he kindly offered me to buy me a body and a lens so I could continue to take pictures. I will never be able to thank him enough and I know he does not care anyway but these pictures are dedicated to him. This stop in California was one of the most inspiring moments of my U.S. trip so far. Life lesson #439: forget about money, forever! You can view the whole series of pictures by following the links below: > L.A. downtown by night > Hollywood > Santa Monica > Malibu > Venice Beach Life is beautiful when you get out of Las Vegas heading towards the Red Rock preservation Area and Mount Charleston.
Life is Beautiful on top of the first controlled nuclear chain reaction site of human history6/23/2016 Dawn of the Atomic Age - the Chicago Piles On December 2nd, 1942, scientists at the University of Chicago produced the first controlled nuclear chain reaction in human history. The experimental reactor was initially located under the university's Stagg football field. Soon after, the it was relocated to 'Sita A' in the Palos Park Forest Preserve where scientists performed further experiments and built an additional reactor as part of the Manhattan Project, the U.S. nuclear development program during World War II. When Site A closed in 1954, the two reactors were buried and a decade-long environmental cleanup and monitoring effort began. In 1991, after extensive cleanup by the Department of Energy, the area was re-opened for safe public recreation. After removing any remaining radioactive fuel and heavy water coolant, CP-2 and CP-3 were buried on site. Other contaminated materials were disposed of at the nearby Plot M. Today, Red Gate Woods remains the burial site of the world's first nuclear reactors - marvels of science that ushered America and mankind into the Atomic Age and gave way to the creation of the Argonne National Lab.
The relocation of the first reactor on Site A was the result of the search for a remote area. Today, Red Gate Woods is part of the expanded suburbs of Chicago and is not remote at all anymore. All traces of the site have disappeared after having been dismantled. The initial site built by the U.S. Army Corps of Engineers included a guard house, a dog shelter, a library, a cafeteria, a dormitory and recreational spaces in addition to the research labs and reactor control rooms on 19 acres of restricted and guarded land. The scientists who lived and worked there throughout World War II were forced to maintained a strict code of silence as the discoveries being made were critical for the success of the U.S. military atomic program. Called 'Chicago Pile-1' (CP-1), the world's first nuclear reactor was moved from the University of Chicago to 'Site A' in the Red Gates Woods in 1943 and was renamed CP-2. The pile boasted 10 tons of uranium metal, 42 tons of uranium oxide and 472 tons of graphite. Shielding the reactor core were six inches of lead and four feet of wood. Under the leadership of physicist Walter Zinn, the group of scientists operating on Site A performed experiments in the small laboratory on top of CP-2 in addition to constructing CP-3, the first water-cooled nuclear reactor. When the Atomic energy Commission closed Site A in 1954, the two reactors were dismantled ans buried in a forty foot deep trench on the site. Beginning in the 1980s, the Commission and the Department of Energy responded to public concern by monitoring the area and wiring to neutralise toxic radioactive materials before the reopening of the site for the public in 1991. Made my way to Atlantic City. A really bizarre place to be. The boardwalk is all about fun, entertainment and spending money but as soon as you leave the coastal area, real life kicks in and gives you a face to face notion of how much the people of this declining city are struggling. Many buildings are abandoned or in bad shape and it is not the safest place to be in.
On the day I arrived, I decided not to take a taxi to go to my motel and somebody randomly through a full plastic bottle of water at me while screaming and driving by in a rusty pick up. It immediately felt like home to me :) A couple of first pictures are online HERE. Life is Beautiful in the US [ #LIBintheUS ] having a 15 hour-walk in Mahattan.
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Bien arrivé à New York hier après un périple un peu pénible. Décollage du Luxembourg sous la pluis (évidemment) et j'ai tourné 20 minutes au dessus de London-Heathrow avant de pouvoir atterrir. Trop de traffic sur l'aéroport. J'ai eu peur de rater la correspondance pour New York du coup (ça aurait été beau!), mais celle-ci est finalement partie avec une bonne heure de retard également. Le vol s'est bien passé, mais l'atterrissage en pleine tempête à New York a été horrible. Le pire de ma vie jusqu'ici... quand 400 tonnes commencent tangue en approche finale jusqu'au touch down à cause de violentes rafales des vents de travers et que tu sens que le pilote fait de son mieux pour juste garder l'avion sur la trajectoire de la piste, tout le monde la boucle en cabine. La ceinture et la bouche :) Ambiance... Comme un problème n'arrive jamais seul, je fais évidemment partie des gens qui se font fouiller intégralement. Le gars s'est obstiné à me parler dans un Italien horrible que je ne comprenais presque pas alors que je lui ai gentiment répété plusieurs fois que je parlais très bien 5 autres langues dont deux des plus parlées dans son pays. Rien à faire. Du coup, ça a été long aussi, mais j'ai finalement réussi à lui faire comprendre que son Italien mélangé à de l'Espagnole avec un accent New Yorkais, ça n'allait pas le faire. Après 20 minutes de fouille, on parlait Américain... J'ai ensuite mis presque 2 heures à rejoindre mon hotel a Union City dans le New Jersey et je suis tombé dans mon lit à 3h du matin heure européenne (21h ici) après 21h de trajet. Cette fois-ci, c'est parti !! |
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