Vert(600+400) 5 plant, from Ukraine with love
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Sedan
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Try it , rise above
I understood the meaning of time running forward
The truth is lying to me, and I open up a fool lies!
Say these streets , these persons
Is this something of what I could achieve heights ?
It just born for that to be killed
Reaching 16 with my life goodbye
Veil to hide losses , wiping tears
Not slamming not say goodbye to close the door !
For a jerking combed cheek (opium)
For a moment , opening his eyes , miss world
Leave here forever
Looking for answers to questions that hinder sleep at night !
Chorus:
Somewhere where the street ends , the light begins YO!!
Try it , rise up ! * 4
I am grateful to the guys that protect these streets
From outrage to which the Government does not care
His body slicing strokes generations
Duration truth prepare to fight !
Words stopping battle, battles words
They are worthy of respect and love for these streets
I cry about it, because the strong silent
I urge you to understand what keeps your children
Those people you do not understand and in this you are not right
Not know how to listen and show manners
Their stupid thoughts after throwing them ,
You do not realize that they're really a million years !
chorus
I 'm tired of being faked , dreaming of freedom
Or where there are no people , I can not believe
Had to measure the mountain is not for me , I'm so sick !
My hands binds hatred . I can not live like that!
I see only death and sorrow
My conscience is his uncleanness can build mountains
Only quarrels can prove the correctness of his
Breaking relations , can not ask for forgiveness
I do not like those who do not like never
I hate those who licks ass sells itself
Leaving behind two minutes of your pillows
For myself, I have concluded that I do not live in vain!
I understood the meaning of time running forward
The truth is lying to me, and I open up a fool lies!
Say these streets , these persons
Is this something of what I could achieve heights ?
It just born for that to be killed
Reaching 16 with my life goodbye
Veil to hide losses , wiping tears
Not slamming not say goodbye to close the door !
For a jerking combed cheek (opium)
For a moment , opening his eyes , miss world
Leave here forever
Looking for answers to questions that hinder sleep at night !
Chorus:
Somewhere where the street ends , the light begins YO!!
Try it , rise up ! * 4
I am grateful to the guys that protect these streets
From outrage to which the Government does not care
His body slicing strokes generations
Duration truth prepare to fight !
Words stopping battle, battles words
They are worthy of respect and love for these streets
I cry about it, because the strong silent
I urge you to understand what keeps your children
Those people you do not understand and in this you are not right
Not know how to listen and show manners
Their stupid thoughts after throwing them ,
You do not realize that they're really a million years !
chorus
I 'm tired of being faked , dreaming of freedom
Or where there are no people , I can not believe
Had to measure the mountain is not for me , I'm so sick !
My hands binds hatred . I can not live like that!
I see only death and sorrow
My conscience is his uncleanness can build mountains
Only quarrels can prove the correctness of his
Breaking relations , can not ask for forgiveness
I do not like those who do not like never
I hate those who licks ass sells itself
Leaving behind two minutes of your pillows
For myself, I have concluded that I do not live in vain!
Sedan
Well-Known Member
Now a small review.
No changes occur, the plants eat in the same pore, the only thing worth paying attention to is the growth dynamics up, and the other day I will connect the sodium lamp 600 down.
But this is an exceptional case.))) As I did not try and did not take action, but I did not succeed. Elsa from the very beginning liked this particular bush. He is the smallest and that's why, probably, he liked it more. At first I was following, but it's simply impossible, when watering or caring for plants, Elsa will surely slip through. You look, and she already sits under a bush and gnaws.))
bush froze and does not grow ..... sad))
to be continued.....
No changes occur, the plants eat in the same pore, the only thing worth paying attention to is the growth dynamics up, and the other day I will connect the sodium lamp 600 down.
But this is an exceptional case.))) As I did not try and did not take action, but I did not succeed. Elsa from the very beginning liked this particular bush. He is the smallest and that's why, probably, he liked it more. At first I was following, but it's simply impossible, when watering or caring for plants, Elsa will surely slip through. You look, and she already sits under a bush and gnaws.))
bush froze and does not grow ..... sad))
to be continued.....
Sedan
Well-Known Member
After I connected sodium at the bottom of the unit 600, I immediately tied the plants to the grid and defolated, the second account. This is done in order to give the branch-rods more power for growth and so that these branches do not obscure large leaves. 
As I said earlier, after connecting the powerful lights down, rod wonders begin to happen:
to be continued...
As I said earlier, after connecting the powerful lights down, rod wonders begin to happen:
to be continued...
Sedan
Well-Known Member
I lift my head higher to see further
And I'm surprised: "Wow, what did I think about earlier?"
I'm like a convict, with a nucleus chained to the leg,
I live one day, one life, one way.
One and the same. Old hopes, everything is still.
My discoveries as a fish are not the first freshness.
My events are remembered by drinking
In occasion of and without it, it is more than anything.
I know many, many know me in turn,
But who of them will blow up late at night,
When I need to urgently, but they do not really.
Not everyone, however, does not care, I'm not God.
I did not raise myself no wings, no horns,
Another wooden boy in the world of fools.
Who still noticed something higher up there where the wind,
And he began to understand why he lived in the world.
I raise my head higher to hear better
The breath of today's life. Who will describe this?
I understand my niche is too insignificant,
And I was born to be not only a consumer.
Have you seen the eyes of your parents when you feel bad?
Have you tasted life? She is cruel.
My best teacher is an experience,
And only time will tell where the laughter, where the soot,
Where it would be worth making a half-step, and where not worth it.
Who is a friend, who is an enemy, who so passed by with you.
I build my plans with a raised head,
I realized that there was something for which it was necessary to be
And every minute to live, not postponing
In the long drawer of the past its present.
So that the future does not become dead, like an autumn leaf,
Then there is no need to look down from the sky.
I raise my head higher than usual,
And I start to talk. So it is not customary.
I like changing the language, other words
They fly from the mouth, they burn like sparks.
I'm low on my roof, I'm out of the house,
To see what seemed familiar
In a new way and tell about it in a new way,
Do not ask unnecessary questions in your own voice.
Crossing the passages of pedestrian crossings
I'm going to look for a freedom gap in the brickwork,
The outside is smooth, but I see flaws,
As in the speech of the reservation, as in the text of a typo.
You sleep peacefully and sweetly, keep your feet warm,
For me it is more important to keep my thoughts clean.
Then you quickly understand what is true, and what is a bluff,
And why so rarely do people look up.
Let everything not as it would be desirable and it would not be desirable
And you stand still, but tiredness in your soul.
But something is torn in it and burns,
And then as the background in the eyes of the clouds take off.
And you understand, you realize that everything is different,
Let a lot of dirt, but the soul is richer.
And all doubts suddenly disappear,
And you are sure that people fly in their souls.
Rise above, what do you hear?
It beats the heart. Look.
Do not look for power, but live a passion,
It beats the heart. Inside.
Remember: everyone has a bird,
What is breaking out
And do not stop.
A bird in the soul wants.
And I'm surprised: "Wow, what did I think about earlier?"
I'm like a convict, with a nucleus chained to the leg,
I live one day, one life, one way.
One and the same. Old hopes, everything is still.
My discoveries as a fish are not the first freshness.
My events are remembered by drinking
In occasion of and without it, it is more than anything.
I know many, many know me in turn,
But who of them will blow up late at night,
When I need to urgently, but they do not really.
Not everyone, however, does not care, I'm not God.
I did not raise myself no wings, no horns,
Another wooden boy in the world of fools.
Who still noticed something higher up there where the wind,
And he began to understand why he lived in the world.
I raise my head higher to hear better
The breath of today's life. Who will describe this?
I understand my niche is too insignificant,
And I was born to be not only a consumer.
Have you seen the eyes of your parents when you feel bad?
Have you tasted life? She is cruel.
My best teacher is an experience,
And only time will tell where the laughter, where the soot,
Where it would be worth making a half-step, and where not worth it.
Who is a friend, who is an enemy, who so passed by with you.
I build my plans with a raised head,
I realized that there was something for which it was necessary to be
And every minute to live, not postponing
In the long drawer of the past its present.
So that the future does not become dead, like an autumn leaf,
Then there is no need to look down from the sky.
I raise my head higher than usual,
And I start to talk. So it is not customary.
I like changing the language, other words
They fly from the mouth, they burn like sparks.
I'm low on my roof, I'm out of the house,
To see what seemed familiar
In a new way and tell about it in a new way,
Do not ask unnecessary questions in your own voice.
Crossing the passages of pedestrian crossings
I'm going to look for a freedom gap in the brickwork,
The outside is smooth, but I see flaws,
As in the speech of the reservation, as in the text of a typo.
You sleep peacefully and sweetly, keep your feet warm,
For me it is more important to keep my thoughts clean.
Then you quickly understand what is true, and what is a bluff,
And why so rarely do people look up.
Let everything not as it would be desirable and it would not be desirable
And you stand still, but tiredness in your soul.
But something is torn in it and burns,
And then as the background in the eyes of the clouds take off.
And you understand, you realize that everything is different,
Let a lot of dirt, but the soul is richer.
And all doubts suddenly disappear,
And you are sure that people fly in their souls.
Rise above, what do you hear?
It beats the heart. Look.
Do not look for power, but live a passion,
It beats the heart. Inside.
Remember: everyone has a bird,
What is breaking out
And do not stop.
A bird in the soul wants.
rob333
Well-Known Member
sedan did a ufo come in from the top of your grow and try to abduct them ?? the red lights
Sedan
Well-Known Member
very soon continue, do not worry, I'm still alive))), but busy .. Ahead awaits you also an exciting tour of the city of Amsterdam and other European cities ... with the words of my wife . My wife flew from a cruise across Europe. They went there with my son .. my son.
I'm sure you have not heard the review from such an angle, I was really shocked by what my wife told me about Amsterdam, this is far from what I was expecting to hear! I'll tell you and of course the opinion of "Russian bear wild")))
Ttystikk you probably remember, I was talking about that brother a millionaire from Moscow. And you know that my son recently underwent a serious medical operation on his eyes. That brother paid for the tour. This he provided assistance for rehabilitation after surgery.
I'm sure you have not heard the review from such an angle, I was really shocked by what my wife told me about Amsterdam, this is far from what I was expecting to hear! I'll tell you and of course the opinion of "Russian bear wild")))
Ttystikk you probably remember, I was talking about that brother a millionaire from Moscow. And you know that my son recently underwent a serious medical operation on his eyes. That brother paid for the tour. This he provided assistance for rehabilitation after surgery.
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Sedan
Well-Known Member
I know people with no money and no life
All the fuss is about - a search for reduced rates
They can't paint their existence
Cursing the system of mirovozreniya
Consciousness is straight, eyes are open
Blind believing in the ideals of freedom
All the years have merged into one day
Tired of persecution unsolved problems
RISAT in the dark hungry wolves
Home-the needles punctured the sky
Formed zone cold anger
Where was haunted by gangstery grew up in the ghetto
Just a mass of gray
And no lumen in this life
But the other is not, burn in your flames
There is no time to win or lose
No time give or take
Nowhere to run and nowhere to hide
Fate as the glass is crushed and pricked
A sinner praying to God asking for forgiveness
Grievous secular sins remission
All life - forgiveness on the same trajectory
You're weak, you're not in that category
Thank the saints, not tested
Express priznaje and respect
People for whom each new day is a battle
Who carries his cross through the jungle of confusion
Those who have experienced the joy and suffering
Those who were fallen and raised
Those who are always ready for the freedom to fight
I know people, the ones who fell
I saw those who rose knew those who didn't get up
Remember those who went, who stayed
Seen in the eyes of fear and those who laughed
You know those who dreamed, and remaining faithful even stumbling
I will remember those who gave up, lost to the sky
I knew people, but of the saints was not among them
I know people without names
Their souls are squeezed gas single effort
I knew those who were a blip on the screen
They burned, and then extinguished
Lose your weight, flew towards heaven
I watched them making a farewell gesture
My Manifesto goes closely with the opposition
Ranking here is inappropriate
To take a position, trying to escape from the problems
I knew those who take a sin on soul
Closes his eyes, putting on his glasses
They wanted to be angels, and now the junkies
Empty nights, empty days more
Human destiny turn off the lights
The same manners since the identification of civilization
Eternal concepts stronger division of the nation
Degradation, rise and attack, a false sensation
I don't care about the world, and he at me
Only my skin stirs the soul and family
And the rest is just furniture for the passage
Human problems I do not do weather
And FSUs*d to the appeals of lifting the uprising
Don't believe the revolution has not changed the consciousness
To change the world means to change people
Cut out all the noobs and BL*dei
And fucking is each one of us at some part
Call, way to derail the trump suit
Hangouts is much higher, you've already heard
That you can be on top of lifting with niches
And if you're lower than meant to be
Don't forget about the time to win this fight
I know people, the ones who fell
I saw those who rose knew those who didn't get up
Remember those who went, who stayed
Seen in the eyes of fear and those who laughed
You know those who dreamed, and remaining faithful even stumbling
I will remember those who gave up, lost to the sky
I knew people, but of the saints was not among them
I know people, the ones who fell
I saw those who rose knew those who didn't get up
Remember those who went, who stayed
Seen in the eyes of fear and those who laughed
You know those who dreamed, and remaining faithful even stumbling
I will remember those who gave up, lost to the sky
I knew people, but of the saints was not among them
I know people
All the fuss is about - a search for reduced rates
They can't paint their existence
Cursing the system of mirovozreniya
Consciousness is straight, eyes are open
Blind believing in the ideals of freedom
All the years have merged into one day
Tired of persecution unsolved problems
RISAT in the dark hungry wolves
Home-the needles punctured the sky
Formed zone cold anger
Where was haunted by gangstery grew up in the ghetto
Just a mass of gray
And no lumen in this life
But the other is not, burn in your flames
There is no time to win or lose
No time give or take
Nowhere to run and nowhere to hide
Fate as the glass is crushed and pricked
A sinner praying to God asking for forgiveness
Grievous secular sins remission
All life - forgiveness on the same trajectory
You're weak, you're not in that category
Thank the saints, not tested
Express priznaje and respect
People for whom each new day is a battle
Who carries his cross through the jungle of confusion
Those who have experienced the joy and suffering
Those who were fallen and raised
Those who are always ready for the freedom to fight
I know people, the ones who fell
I saw those who rose knew those who didn't get up
Remember those who went, who stayed
Seen in the eyes of fear and those who laughed
You know those who dreamed, and remaining faithful even stumbling
I will remember those who gave up, lost to the sky
I knew people, but of the saints was not among them
I know people without names
Their souls are squeezed gas single effort
I knew those who were a blip on the screen
They burned, and then extinguished
Lose your weight, flew towards heaven
I watched them making a farewell gesture
My Manifesto goes closely with the opposition
Ranking here is inappropriate
To take a position, trying to escape from the problems
I knew those who take a sin on soul
Closes his eyes, putting on his glasses
They wanted to be angels, and now the junkies
Empty nights, empty days more
Human destiny turn off the lights
The same manners since the identification of civilization
Eternal concepts stronger division of the nation
Degradation, rise and attack, a false sensation
I don't care about the world, and he at me
Only my skin stirs the soul and family
And the rest is just furniture for the passage
Human problems I do not do weather
And FSUs*d to the appeals of lifting the uprising
Don't believe the revolution has not changed the consciousness
To change the world means to change people
Cut out all the noobs and BL*dei
And fucking is each one of us at some part
Call, way to derail the trump suit
Hangouts is much higher, you've already heard
That you can be on top of lifting with niches
And if you're lower than meant to be
Don't forget about the time to win this fight
I know people, the ones who fell
I saw those who rose knew those who didn't get up
Remember those who went, who stayed
Seen in the eyes of fear and those who laughed
You know those who dreamed, and remaining faithful even stumbling
I will remember those who gave up, lost to the sky
I knew people, but of the saints was not among them
I know people, the ones who fell
I saw those who rose knew those who didn't get up
Remember those who went, who stayed
Seen in the eyes of fear and those who laughed
You know those who dreamed, and remaining faithful even stumbling
I will remember those who gave up, lost to the sky
I knew people, but of the saints was not among them
I know people
Sedan
Well-Known Member
Amsterdam is the City of Contrast. The History of One Travel
instead of the preface:
this narrative comes from one person, from the wild country of the USSR (now Ukraine), first visited in Amsterdam, and received a lot of indelible impressions from this trip
The history article is already ready in Russian, but excuse me, it is difficult to translate, and besides me no one translates, it will be wrong. I'll translate at least gruffly, but I'll try to invest exactly the meaning that I wanted to invest .. expect soon, an unforgettable journey through Amsterdam ..
Also the continuation from my garden .. but not right away, I do not have enough time for everything, so excuse me!
instead of the preface:
this narrative comes from one person, from the wild country of the USSR (now Ukraine), first visited in Amsterdam, and received a lot of indelible impressions from this trip
The history article is already ready in Russian, but excuse me, it is difficult to translate, and besides me no one translates, it will be wrong. I'll translate at least gruffly, but I'll try to invest exactly the meaning that I wanted to invest .. expect soon, an unforgettable journey through Amsterdam ..
Also the continuation from my garden .. but not right away, I do not have enough time for everything, so excuse me!
Sedan
Well-Known Member
As it does not sound paradoxical, the city of Amsterdam is historically very close to Russia. At that time, at the end of the 16th century, when the young tsar Peter Romanov came to power, Russia in essence lived in a feudal system.
When he was proclaimed King, he was only 10 years old. Peter was the last Russian Tsar, and the first Emperor of Russia. This title was awarded to him after the victory in the Northern War (1700-1721) over the troops of the Swedish King Charles the 12th, which culminated in the final battle near Poltava (now Ukraine)
In order to lead the country out of the state of feudalism and backwardness, Peter was tasked to expand the possessions of the Russian Empire. As Peter himself expressed himself, he set out to cut a window to Europe.
To do this, it was necessary to build a port city, which connected the main European sea, trade arteries. Until that time, Russia practically had no trade relations with Europe. A land route at that time was impossible, dangerous. Also at that time, Russia actually had no navy.
For the construction was chosen Baltic region, it was an ideal place for the construction of the port, because was in the quiet harbor of the Gulf of Finland. The main problem for the construction of the city in this place was unsolvable, due to the lack of specialists of the proper level: the terrain was swamped. Also in Russia there were no specialists in shipbuilding.
In order to implement his idea, Peter Romanov, the first of the Russian tsars, carries out a long-term trip to Europe. To not recognize him, he disguises himself as a commoner.
Due to its geographic location, the Netherlands is still the world leader in maritime transport. The first goal of Peter's trip was the city of Amsterdam. The geographical location of this city also influenced the second reason why the Russian Tsar first wanted to visit Amsterdam. The city of Amsterdam is located in a place where a sunny day is perceived as a holiday. There are no more than a hundred sunny days per year. People were so happy with the sunny weather that before in Amsterdam, when the sun was peeping out from the clouds, people stopped working and enjoyed the sun, it was a common and legal weekend. And on cloudy days, the streets were so raining that people could not walk along the street without getting their feet wet. Because of the lack of waterproof materials at that time, ordinary people went to the trick. This is how the national, waterproof shoes of Klompa appeared, which mostly took root in the Netherlands. A very interesting fact: the propellers of modern skates and sports boots with thorns were clobs. The ingenious Dutch attached either to the soles of the ramps or thorns or blades, and moved comfortably in the winter.
they are cut from a single piece of wood. This is a very popular shoes, in Amsterdam, in souvenir shops all the shelves are made with this original footwear. And until now in the province at gas stations you can meet a man shod in shreds. Previously, each province or province had its unique ornament on the bricks, and on the person's shoes, it was easy to determine its place of residence.
Although Peter was dressed in simple clothes, nevertheless, he was immediately recognized, as he went everywhere with a crowd of servants, guards, more simply, with retinue. He was very welcome, and arranged for. He is also a member of the shipbuilders, and all sorts of artisans and, of course, architects. After all, the city of Amsterdam was also in the swampy terrain, and in order to build buildings, it was necessary to use special technologies and possess certain knowledge.
Upon arrival, Tsar Peter began to build the powerful Russian flotilla. So the city-port of St. Petersburg. Petersburg was born.
Buildings of St. Petersburg, as well as Amsterdam, stand on wooden stilts for hundreds of years. Peter copied the technology of building the building on the swamp, but as time showed, he managed to even improve the strength of the foundation structures of buildings.
Coming to Amsterdam and getting into the city center, we immediately immerse ourselves in the medieval atmosphere. High strict buildings in Gothic style, with pointed spikes, narrow streets. So you look, that from around the corner suddenly the knight will jump out on a horse and in armor, with a spear on a preparation.
Immediately striking lack of space in the city, which creates almost the atmosphere of home comfort in the metropolis, although it also creates certain problems during rush hour. It's more like a pandemonium, when cars, bicycles, mopeds and hurrying townspeople are hurrying to break away in a narrow street, together with a bunch of enchanted tourists.
The lack of space is visible to the naked eye, and it is clear even that it began a long time ago.
In the photo we see one of the few narrowest buildings in Amsterdam, which are the narrowest in the world. Now it houses a cafe.
Its width is 1.5 meters.
But the most striking feature of Amsterdam's architecture is the "drunken" buildings. Against the backdrop of this medieval beauty, it is striking that almost all the old buildings in the streets of the city center are skewed. When you walk along a narrow street between buildings, it creates a real feeling that they will now roll directly at you. And this feeling is not comic, you have to get used to it. If a professional builder, who does not know the history, would have got into this city, he would have thought that the builders of these buildings were drunk.
When he was proclaimed King, he was only 10 years old. Peter was the last Russian Tsar, and the first Emperor of Russia. This title was awarded to him after the victory in the Northern War (1700-1721) over the troops of the Swedish King Charles the 12th, which culminated in the final battle near Poltava (now Ukraine)
In order to lead the country out of the state of feudalism and backwardness, Peter was tasked to expand the possessions of the Russian Empire. As Peter himself expressed himself, he set out to cut a window to Europe.
To do this, it was necessary to build a port city, which connected the main European sea, trade arteries. Until that time, Russia practically had no trade relations with Europe. A land route at that time was impossible, dangerous. Also at that time, Russia actually had no navy.
For the construction was chosen Baltic region, it was an ideal place for the construction of the port, because was in the quiet harbor of the Gulf of Finland. The main problem for the construction of the city in this place was unsolvable, due to the lack of specialists of the proper level: the terrain was swamped. Also in Russia there were no specialists in shipbuilding.
In order to implement his idea, Peter Romanov, the first of the Russian tsars, carries out a long-term trip to Europe. To not recognize him, he disguises himself as a commoner.
Due to its geographic location, the Netherlands is still the world leader in maritime transport. The first goal of Peter's trip was the city of Amsterdam. The geographical location of this city also influenced the second reason why the Russian Tsar first wanted to visit Amsterdam. The city of Amsterdam is located in a place where a sunny day is perceived as a holiday. There are no more than a hundred sunny days per year. People were so happy with the sunny weather that before in Amsterdam, when the sun was peeping out from the clouds, people stopped working and enjoyed the sun, it was a common and legal weekend. And on cloudy days, the streets were so raining that people could not walk along the street without getting their feet wet. Because of the lack of waterproof materials at that time, ordinary people went to the trick. This is how the national, waterproof shoes of Klompa appeared, which mostly took root in the Netherlands. A very interesting fact: the propellers of modern skates and sports boots with thorns were clobs. The ingenious Dutch attached either to the soles of the ramps or thorns or blades, and moved comfortably in the winter.
they are cut from a single piece of wood. This is a very popular shoes, in Amsterdam, in souvenir shops all the shelves are made with this original footwear. And until now in the province at gas stations you can meet a man shod in shreds. Previously, each province or province had its unique ornament on the bricks, and on the person's shoes, it was easy to determine its place of residence.
Although Peter was dressed in simple clothes, nevertheless, he was immediately recognized, as he went everywhere with a crowd of servants, guards, more simply, with retinue. He was very welcome, and arranged for. He is also a member of the shipbuilders, and all sorts of artisans and, of course, architects. After all, the city of Amsterdam was also in the swampy terrain, and in order to build buildings, it was necessary to use special technologies and possess certain knowledge.
Upon arrival, Tsar Peter began to build the powerful Russian flotilla. So the city-port of St. Petersburg. Petersburg was born.
Buildings of St. Petersburg, as well as Amsterdam, stand on wooden stilts for hundreds of years. Peter copied the technology of building the building on the swamp, but as time showed, he managed to even improve the strength of the foundation structures of buildings.
Coming to Amsterdam and getting into the city center, we immediately immerse ourselves in the medieval atmosphere. High strict buildings in Gothic style, with pointed spikes, narrow streets. So you look, that from around the corner suddenly the knight will jump out on a horse and in armor, with a spear on a preparation.
Immediately striking lack of space in the city, which creates almost the atmosphere of home comfort in the metropolis, although it also creates certain problems during rush hour. It's more like a pandemonium, when cars, bicycles, mopeds and hurrying townspeople are hurrying to break away in a narrow street, together with a bunch of enchanted tourists.
The lack of space is visible to the naked eye, and it is clear even that it began a long time ago.
In the photo we see one of the few narrowest buildings in Amsterdam, which are the narrowest in the world. Now it houses a cafe.
Its width is 1.5 meters.
But the most striking feature of Amsterdam's architecture is the "drunken" buildings. Against the backdrop of this medieval beauty, it is striking that almost all the old buildings in the streets of the city center are skewed. When you walk along a narrow street between buildings, it creates a real feeling that they will now roll directly at you. And this feeling is not comic, you have to get used to it. If a professional builder, who does not know the history, would have got into this city, he would have thought that the builders of these buildings were drunk.
Sedan
Well-Known Member
But in fact, everything is explained simply: wooden piles lose their strength for hundreds of years and the building shrinks. Only due to the fact that the frame of buildings is made exceptionally durable and the buildings are supported by each other, the houses are still standing, but not collapsed. This is probably the improvement that King Peter made in St. Petersburg, because the buildings there are still standing and do not mow, for the most part. But this does not beg of the Dutch architects of those times. After all, Peter was already the second, and he could correct those mistakes made in the construction of Amsterdam. I so assume that it was a special impregnation of wooden piles, because they do not collapse with time, as in Amsterdam. There is one more reason for the appearance of the "Dancing Buildings" in Asterdam. As we said earlier, in the 16th century, Amsterdam was also the world leader in maritime transportation. In the pre-top buildings at that time, there were all kinds of warehouses and trans-shipment points. The building was intentionally designed so that it was sloped, so that when the load rises to the upper floors with blocks, so that the load does not beat against the walls and windows of buildings. Apparently, the builders and architect already had experience of building buildings that are sinking, but do not collapse, because houses are still standing, although they were built on wooden stilts and already skewed technologically.
At the top of the building you can see a hook for fixing the rope to lift the load.
Royal Palace.
One of the few buildings that is not skewed is the Royal Palace. For its construction was used about 14,000 piles of solid wood. This is another reason why the city of St. Petersburg is not skewed - in Amsterdam, builders saved on building materials.
In 1808, Bonaparte's brother Louis, who at that time ruled Holland, decided to change his place of residence, and chose the city hall for this purpose, from that moment the building became known as the royal palace.
Near the palace you can rent a cab and ride around the city in a carriage.
Also piquant and special atmosphere, Amsterdam is attached to a lot of small channels, cobwebs cutting the city to pieces. In most cases, along the edges of the streets in contact with the canals, there is no fence, and the townspeople sit comfortably on the edge, dangling their legs, and lazily smoking grass. But the absence of a fence often leads to cases of falling into the water. Be it a car or a person. But nevertheless it is worth it and brings a highlight to the overall picture of the city.
At the top of the building you can see a hook for fixing the rope to lift the load.
Royal Palace.
One of the few buildings that is not skewed is the Royal Palace. For its construction was used about 14,000 piles of solid wood. This is another reason why the city of St. Petersburg is not skewed - in Amsterdam, builders saved on building materials.
In 1808, Bonaparte's brother Louis, who at that time ruled Holland, decided to change his place of residence, and chose the city hall for this purpose, from that moment the building became known as the royal palace.
Near the palace you can rent a cab and ride around the city in a carriage.
Also piquant and special atmosphere, Amsterdam is attached to a lot of small channels, cobwebs cutting the city to pieces. In most cases, along the edges of the streets in contact with the canals, there is no fence, and the townspeople sit comfortably on the edge, dangling their legs, and lazily smoking grass. But the absence of a fence often leads to cases of falling into the water. Be it a car or a person. But nevertheless it is worth it and brings a highlight to the overall picture of the city.
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