RETEX: Encounters Along My Mapping Walks
(translation by ChatGpt)
to be continued, maybe:
- journal entry (upcoming): Existential Questions About My Encounter with Panoramax
- journal entry (upcoming): Existential Questions About OSM and the Wikimedia World
- journal entry (upcoming): My First Experiences With an RTK Rover and an RTK Base
My urban recycling trek is now complete (at least regarding the attempt to map all voluntary drop-off points in the GPS&O intercommunality). I still need to clear up some fixme tags. This journal entry isn’t about mapping information but simply about a few encounters I had during my walks. They are just brief flashes of emotion, smiles, or frustration.
To understand the atmosphere of these encounters, picture me as:
- 70 years old, usually in shorts (except below 11°C)
- with a backpack (20L)
- always carrying at least one hiking pole in one hand and a camera in the other
- sometimes with a pole sticking out of my backpack holding a GNSS antenna at head height
The Best of the Best: Hunting for AEDs
in a micro-crèche
2025-09-08 in Médan I’m looking for a micro-daycare facility to verify the presence of an AED (Osmose suggestion). I wander a bit around the assumed location at the end of a residential cul-de-sac and eventually identify the daycare. I hesitate to enter the garden and ring the doorbell when an educator opens a ground-floor window, leans out, and asks whether I’m looking for something and if she can help (a polite way of saying “we’re watching, please move along”).
We exchange a couple of rather friendly minutes during which I silently give up on asking whether I may come in to photograph the AED (didn’t seem very wise). Instead, I hand her my phone and ask if she can photograph the AED on their wall (at least we both know she will avoid putting any children in the frame).