Melting into nature

As I get to know a city more, I like to take short cuts everywhere.  Maybe it's just a personal quirk or maybe it's my own desire to feel like I know a place more intimately.  Whatever the reason, it means I often find myself walking down random alleys or through less than normal paths to get to where I need to go.

I walked past an old motorcycle that had definitely seen better days.  It had clearly been abandoned and it was slowly falling apart piece by piece.

It seemed odd that this motorcycle would just be sitting by itself in this alley.  It didn't look too shabby given where it was and the motor appeared intact.

Futher along, I found something in a far more advanced state of decay.

This was an old Vespa that had started to melt into the surroundings.  It was a shame.  Old Vespas are collectors items now, and if this had been saved a little bit earlier, it probably would have been worth a bit.

Seeing this got me thinking about what it was like when I lived in Singapore.  The intense heat and humidity seemed to eat into everything.  I had a watch that was sitting in a drawer for a while and I remember forgetting about it for a couple of years.  When I went to pick it up, the plastic strap crumbled in my hands. 

This old scooter was going through that same process.  Nothing seems to last too long here without a bit of protection and maintenance.