Friends were made, beers were drank, books were read, travel was done, fits were thrown, rants were given… and taken.
2013 showed that a good ear is hard to find, and the group of friends I have made here will last long after my time in Morocco comes to an end. Fair weather friends are easy to find, but finding the ones that will simply sit and listen when you really need to yell and ramble, they are worth their weight in gold.
2013 gave me travel opportunities of epic proportions, with stops in 9 different countries and stints in great cities including Paris, Madrid, Barcelona, Budapest, and Munich. It also gave me the chance to see the Northern “Imperial” part of Morocco.
2013 saw a paradigm shift in how I travel. With my handy dandy dSLR, my understanding of angles, AND my amazing flexibility, photography has become a big part of my traveling. Here are the top 12 from the year, a mixed bag between Morocco, the states and some of the places I visited this year.
2.8 Aperture ring. Center focal point. No tripod
2.8 Aperture ring. Center focal point. Tripod.
The first photo in a series of the Eiffel Tower with a lensbaby composer at night.
4.0 aperture ring. Top focal point. Tripod
Some Foliage in the Rodin Gardens in Paris.
With the culture meter needing a reboot, I headed to the Musée Rodin (the one in the city) to walk around the gardens. The sculptures were amazing and I was glad to learn more about his work other than “The Thinker”. The gardens were filled with his work, and it was the first and last time I will see foliage all year, so I made the most of it. I only used the Lensbaby in the gardens to try to force myself to think outside the box a little bit.
Truthfully, I may have missed some pictures I would have loved, but how stuck up can I be saying that I was only able to take pictures with one of my lenses while wandering around Paris…
By the end of the walk, I felt that I knew more than Paul from Midnight in Paris, but just like him, I did not know much…
After the first annual “Thanksgiving in Paris” we still had 200 or so pages of the Paris lonely planet to see. This time around we were able to slow down the pace, and actually feel like we were on a vacation. I know what you are thinking, “Vinny Paris is so full of culture, their is no way you appreciated it not running around like someone training for an Ironman”. To alleviate some of these inherent questions you may be asking yourself, I will ask (and answer) some for you.
Did I still have a full culture meter throughout the entire trip? Yes…
Did I still eat cheese and drink copious amounts of French wine? Yes…
Did I have the Movember stash the entire time, and have it pointed out to me by at least one bartender? Yes…
Below are some pictures of some metal thing that was outside of our apartment window, last time I checked some Catalonians said “no way” when asked if it would be cool to build it in Barcelona circa 1888. These were all taken on the same midnight stroll.
Disclaimer: I have the upmost respect for this “metal thing”, and although you can not get any more cliche than taking night shots of the Eiffel Tower, I really did enjoy it.