And I should've taken more pictures. Why can't I be one of those people who takes pictures of EVERYTHING? Then I'd have more things to show. Now I understand why my oh-I'm-so-artistic-I-take-pictures-of-everything-but-myself photography-lover/photographer-wannabe friends crane their heads to the weirdest angle possible, lie on their back shamelessly, carry that huge bulky SLR on their neck religiously. I learned it the hard way. Now I'm stuck with all these pictures of me trying not to look as if I'm posing when I obviously were, in the most beautiful backdrops that should have been the subject, not props. Hmm, thank God for Photoshop CS5 Content-Aware magic trick. Just in time.
It's that feeling. The feeling being in a foreign place and everything to learn. Feeling too much. Seeing so much. The pastry smell. The highly-efficient public transportation. The manual doors. The historical beautiful solid building. The shops. The blue blue sky. The travel companion. The snobs going to/coming back from work. The stuck up dogs. Their more stuck up owners. Their piss. The dogs' piss. The shopping. The sexy guys. The sexier language. The language barrier. The cold. The unexpectant Originas. The walking all day and coming back still smelling nice. The record store. The artsy farty artistic artists art. The comforting instant noodles. The neighbour country. L'amour. "Orlando Bloom". Did I mention that I miss it?
something pretty (cliche) taken by a camera dummy
