I totally forgot to take a shot. As a photographer you are always used to being on the taking the photo side versus being a subject. And this way I get to stay anonymous, lol. If I get lots of followers people will recognize me and say "hey, you are that guy!"
Moving abroad isn't all about the more fantastical aspects of sipping margaritas on a tropical beach, the every day items is where the real stories that make lasting memories occur. I can take something as mundane as getting a haircut and turn it into an adventure good enough to recount the story to friends at social gatherings at. I enjoy reading recounts such as this much more than the crap you find typically on social media. Partially because you are going through now what I went though back in 2015 so there is some nostalgia there for me (even if the time and location are very different).
As I have tried to elude to at times in my post is to avoid the polished and curated account of things. Everything staged. Every day just perfect. [There's Marko being photographed from behind, with the one foot kicking up in the air at the knee. So magical!] That I will leave to the pretty girls in their hipster hats who travel around with their 'fiancee'.
I am not here to try and gather followers or to monetize my writings (okay, one day I may be willing to accept donations of rolls of film or money toward buying some, lol). I don't want to go around showing all the more affordable prices, and telling people how great the food is. Once again, completely saturated. I can imagine how the local people around this country must feel as they see these people galavanting around with their cameras bragging about the deals - especially with inflation increasing. Bad enough places increase their prices as their popularity increases. I won't be party to that. And these people with their blogs/vlogs become slaves and beholden to them. And I continue to see more places are banning filming in their stores and restaurants. Likely people complaining that when they sit down for a meal there is that person filming and talking to the camera. Did it to themselves. I am long reality; short the fake always happy world.
You left out an important part. Where is the picture of you with the new haircut?
I totally forgot to take a shot. As a photographer you are always used to being on the taking the photo side versus being a subject. And this way I get to stay anonymous, lol. If I get lots of followers people will recognize me and say "hey, you are that guy!"
Moving abroad isn't all about the more fantastical aspects of sipping margaritas on a tropical beach, the every day items is where the real stories that make lasting memories occur. I can take something as mundane as getting a haircut and turn it into an adventure good enough to recount the story to friends at social gatherings at. I enjoy reading recounts such as this much more than the crap you find typically on social media. Partially because you are going through now what I went though back in 2015 so there is some nostalgia there for me (even if the time and location are very different).
As I have tried to elude to at times in my post is to avoid the polished and curated account of things. Everything staged. Every day just perfect. [There's Marko being photographed from behind, with the one foot kicking up in the air at the knee. So magical!] That I will leave to the pretty girls in their hipster hats who travel around with their 'fiancee'.
I am not here to try and gather followers or to monetize my writings (okay, one day I may be willing to accept donations of rolls of film or money toward buying some, lol). I don't want to go around showing all the more affordable prices, and telling people how great the food is. Once again, completely saturated. I can imagine how the local people around this country must feel as they see these people galavanting around with their cameras bragging about the deals - especially with inflation increasing. Bad enough places increase their prices as their popularity increases. I won't be party to that. And these people with their blogs/vlogs become slaves and beholden to them. And I continue to see more places are banning filming in their stores and restaurants. Likely people complaining that when they sit down for a meal there is that person filming and talking to the camera. Did it to themselves. I am long reality; short the fake always happy world.