Familiar Territory

Before my most recent trip, I bought a new camera, a Fujifilm FinePix F550 EXR. It is a 16 MB, 15x Zoom, compact dSLR. The next day, I went to Rice Village to meet my band for drinks at the Gingerman. Unfortunately, I found out my group was bailing on our plans after I arrived, and then my phone died. Oddly, Kristen "Free Glass Whore" Hild was not even their this Wednesday. My camera was with me, the sun was bright and would be out for a little longer, so I decided it was a perfect opportunity to test out the new camera before heading to Spain that weekend (hint: guess where my next photos will be from?). I headed toward Rice, stalked some bikers, and wandered around the stadium. All while still in my work clothes, and I was quite happy when I was done walking in dress shoes.

And then a walk over to the ticket office. A little creepy, but it sure has character...

A Preface

I have had some great opportunities to travel abroad in the past few years. For my internship in Macau, China in 2008, I bought my first camera. Though I rarely have the desire to take photos at home, I go nuts on trips. I attribute this trait to my self-consciousness about my incredibly poor memory, and my desire not to forget the interesting things I see. This hit home recently when, reminiscing with Broadway and Barton, I did not remember half the stories they brought up about our trip to the UK in 2007. I befriended a couple Germans at the hostel? Broadway in a fit of rage cursed us all out one by one (well, ending with 'Dice, you're cool') and stormed out of the room? What's the point of spending all that money on a trip if I can't even remember what happened? If I won't remember the stories on my own, I better document the trip somehow.

I have a Picasa page where I dump a lot of photos, and I can post on Facebook as well. But I am starting this photo blog so I can just hit on some highlights in a way that can satisfy a low attention span but still tell an interesting story (maybe).