This man, as it turned out, is a tea house master and part time actor. Wanna hear a secret tip? I asked the photographer I’m assisting in Turkey, “How can I improve my portraits of locals while traveling? And how can I do it ethically?” Here’s your easy answer. Make eye contact. This man nailed … Continue reading
After writing one of my favorite posts yet, WordPress failed to present my saved draft to me. Frustration is grating my writing mind. Thus, for now, I’m posting this. It’s a blur of photos that came with a thorough explanation as to why I found the Sahara disappointing. It speaks of tours, the hustle of … Continue reading
At 25, I still don’t have a smartphone. It’s alarming to some, astonishing to others, and truly a first-world problem to all. For me, it’s something that just “sort of happened”. After a stint in Chile to China to Spain, I couldn’t rationalize the purchase, especially with my constantly changing zip code. In my head, … Continue reading
As I reminisce over my last two years spent in Spain, and its abrupt end (within 30 days), I wanted to wrap up my emotions with this post. It’s dedicated to my first Spanish love, the city of Granada. With its flirty bohemian spirit, Granada lures many to it. Students, hippies, circus freaks (I did see … Continue reading
Today, in a decisive departing from my usual postings, I’m switching tactics. I’m posting about America. Not Spain, nor elsewhere in Europe, but my homeland. I could make excuses, claiming that it’s a prompt taken from Word Press’ weekly photo theme (#escape), but honestly, it’s not. I was simply feeling nostalgic for a trip I … Continue reading
I’ve always slated Lisbon as one of my favorite cities in Europe. Here’s why. (Photo series part one: Semana Santa 2013) The first time I came to Lisbon, I was enchanted. Its fading colors, cracking paint, and continuous tiles had me clicking my camera until I left. It was my European city, a bit abandoned … Continue reading
Just 45 minutes away from Madrid, Chinchón feels like another world. It’s quaint, small, and ideal for a Madrid escape. In fact, it’s so close, you can even see the city’s skyline and sierra. From the crumbling castle, Chinchón’s highest point, time and space muddle together. Young boys kick a football, girls swing their hips … Continue reading
A lazy Sunday in Madrid, walking, exploring and observing. Around El Museo del Prado. What do you like to do on Sunday? Pack in productivity or unwind from it all? In Spain it’s more of the latter. Continue reading
Winter is fleeting, but not yet. In La Rioja, in the late afternoon sun, piles of thick snowflakes took over the land of wine. I thought spring was coming. In Rioja country, wine is life, and in the swirling serenity it’s easy to forget everything else. *To note, monks still drink beer. Continue reading
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