Travel Selfies: 8 Ways to up Your Game

With Sainte-Chapelle’s stained glass delights still dancing in my memories I began to follow the signposts to its neighboring sight-seeing giant, Notre Dame. Reflecting on the unwelcome prospect of wading through the forecasted crowds I quickly found myself sending out a ping on the Distraction Radar. There! The glint of a small brass object shook my sight from the windows of an animated cafe and I found myself inspecting a beautiful bicycle bell. Enamoured with how it shined it was an easy decision to photograph it. One shuffle for a different angle through my lens revealed that it was observing me just as intently! Laughing at the discovery I gleefully captured our impressions of each other. Continue reading “Travel Selfies: 8 Ways to up Your Game”

Dover: A Hike Along The Shore

One day I want to experience a mist thick enough to conceal my outstretched hand. It will be the grandfather of all the foggy nights described in the fairytales of my youth. Nothing will entertain my sight except my vivid imagination. I almost experienced that sensation recently. The fog settling in to greet me at the Cliffs of Dover was a youngster aiming to please, but not quite legendary. Still, as it swallowed up my sister and gluttonously gobbled down my partner too I found myself left in an impressively tiny sphere of existence. Soon my only company was the squelch of mud under my boots and the soft smell of wild grass bathing in dew.

Until the shadows began to emerge from the misty curtains.

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Le Tour De France Audience Etiquette

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.

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Tuol Sleng Genocide Museum, Phnom Penh

Popping the SD card from my camera and systematically slipping it into the slot on my laptop I scooted back, falling deeper into my chair’s embrace. Having only briefly settled back into my apartment I was already excited to explore Cambodia all over again through my photos.

My finger impatiently ticked in the password to gain entry to my laptop and settled into an idle rhythm as they waited for the SD card to register on the desktop screen. When it finally appeared the mouse zipped over to click it open. Eagerly it snatched up the files from the card and carried them to their new home on my laptop. Continue reading “Tuol Sleng Genocide Museum, Phnom Penh”

Bangkok Street Photos

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.

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I Have a New Doorstep!

The first thing I noticed was the aging paint and mold-ridden walls juxtaposed with satellite dishes. It was like seeing sodden cardboard boxes precariously pulled together with broken string, topped with shiny red bows and presented as awkward gifts.

Of course a second longer look revealed that the long line of apartments before me was in fact sturdier than it first appeared. It just well worn. Like a pair of jeans whitewashed from use.

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International Days Showcase: Kamloops

Chasing after the flag parade I dashed into the gym ahead of the line of flag bearers, skidding to a stop for a few seconds as I beheld the crowd. The showcase had only just begun, but already the Thompson Rivers University (TRU) gymnasium was filled to the rafters with people. The flag bearers had to push through the crowd to complete their route.

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