Turkish View: Taking the Escalator to School

I live a 25-minute walk from my school. If I walk the other direction, I can be in the hills in about the same amount of time.

I plan to take a photo from my walk to work to post here every few days or so. From experience, I know that things get normalized quite easily in a new place, so I want to capture scenes that are new to readers, if not to me.

About five minutes from school, I have to cross the highway. It's a busy highway that connects Izmir with the airport. Fortunately there is a crossing bridge.

But look at this bridge! It has escalators on either side (there is an elevator in the brick tower at the back). It's nice to have a relaxing ride to the top of the bridge after 20 minutes of walking.

I don't think I've seen outdoor escalators as often as I've seen them here. One warning, though. The handrails are very dirty. If I grab one, i get a nasty black mark. Otherwise, it's a nice addition to my daily walk to and from school.

Here's the view going down the other side. You can see the highway. To the left are a few of Gaziemir's numerous cookie-cutter, six story apartment blocks. And you can see the exit for Sarniç, the train station I use.

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