Close your eyes and imagine the biggest warehouse you’ve ever seen. Fill it with row upon infinite row of massive metal towers, each with thousands of blinking lights. On another floor, giant pipes in primary colors shoot out from the concrete ceiling and walls, like some bizarre preschool setting. Except it’s not your toddler’s classroom. This is where your Gmail comes from. When you ask Google all of your burning questions like, “What happened to my other sock in the dryer?” and “How many days of the year does it rain in Oregon?”, the metal towers answer back. They respond from a facility overlooking the mighty
→ Continue reading at That Oregon Life