Hi guys! As it’s International Photography Day today I thought I’d put together an impromtu collection of my 20 favourite pics from my travels! Let me know if you have a favourite and I’ll send you a high resolution version of it for your phone, homescreen or wall!
Pop. Pop. Kipow. Screeeaaachhhh! Pop. Pop. Poppoppopopopopop. Pop……..
The crowd woops and cheers as the announcer jumps to his mike and shouts out a send off. As the crowd thins I gaze over at the empty sky. Something was different about these fireworks. What was it?
I peered into the water, edging closer to study the colours. A deep, dark blue bled into purple, which blended into a blood-red that faded into a vibrant yellow at my feet. It was strangely reminiscent of Microsoft Powerpoint gradient images. Around me a wall of stone was slowly crumbling into the rainbow lake at its heart. A mossy green crept around the fragmented stones. I shook my head. It’s strange to know that biology is not the source of this vibrant scene. Continue reading “Visiting Tharsis Mine (’cause rainbows)”
As we climbed higher the vegetation began to scatter. The land was slowly balding. Rocks jutted from the ground around scraggly shrubs. As the road curved I realized we would be piercing the crown of rock. Mount Teide had loomed in our discussions of places to visit for weeks, but my partner’s parents had wanted to wait for the veil of calima to dissipate.
This was finally it! I’d be travelling into my first volcano crater in moments! My heart began to flutter as fast as the screeching wind ripping past the car.
Then the wall swallowed us up and spit us out into the devil’s arena.
As you may have guessed from my last post and my absentness this week—I went home to Alberta, Canada! Ooo I gathered as much of that awesome Alberta soul as I could carry! I was like a worn teddy bear being stuffed with fresh cotton.
I was absolutely mesmerized, dazzled and comforted by the crystal night sky, the magnificent sunsets and the warmth of my family. After the brief trip I realized visiting home could be just as enriching as visiting the most exotic lands. Here’s why:
There’s definitely something mind-blowing about walking past a cat-eyed woman with snow-white hair.
Of course, as human beings surrounded by many doubtful human beings we feel the need to obtain some kind of evidence to prove that we did in fact witness a blonde haired, green clad, pointy-eared elf eat some candy.
The Internet plays at being a double-edged sword for niche communities. On the one hand misinterpretation of anything can lead to swaths of negative reactions and niche cultures are particularly vulnerable to misunderstandings.
However, while it can chop your head off, it can just as easily fire a beam of light into the sky alerting people to the greatness that wields the sword…
Down the lane cheers began to bob into the sky, buoyed by the crowd’s anticipation. In the baby-blue overhead a helicopter hovered above the source of excitement, a further indicator that something grand was coming. My camera trigger finger twitched as everything drew closer. I was on the street leaning past a wall of my fellow spectators. We were two banks waiting for the river to flow.
Suddenly it rounded the corner. A tsunami of colours, tires, helmets and faces fiercely focused on the starting line just a few meters beyond.
Intent on capturing some photos I mashed my face against my camera and clicked away. Through my telephoto lens the mass grew substantially, bloating like a balloon on a high-pressure hose. Lifting my eyes from the camera window I instantly realized I was alone and in trouble.
I was about to be mowed down by the Tour De France.
By the feeble light of our phone flashes we trudged on. It was pitch black. I hadn’t experienced that kind of darkness in a long time. It engulfed everything and seemed to eat at the little light we had at our disposal.
Do you want to go see the protests after class?
I stared at my phone screen. That hesitation only lasted for three seconds.
I’m in! I jotted back.
This is my 50th blog post and my blog is almost one year old! I can’t believe that it has been a year! I’ve seen so many magnificent things, from small pockets of cultural acknowledgment far from their country of origin to large celebrations in the heart of their homeland and it’s been a blast!
Wow… my first post was on an Indian bonfire festival called Lohri. I remember being so nervous! But everyone was super kind to me, I ended up figuring out how to align myself among the spinning women in the circling dances and I won a diamond ring in the draw.
It was such a fantastic experience.