Tag: travel

First Class

In yesterday’s post, I mentioned that there were no first class seats on the road to Dolores Hidalgo; however, for a trip to Guanajuato, there most certainly were! We got a couple. The bus was pretty big, luxurious, with plenty of leg room. Oddly enough, this bus didn’t have individual televisions, only one, but headphones were included. We were given a snack for our 1 hour, 15 minute journey – a drink and small roll with some type of sweet…

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Paul: Por favor, dos boletos, primera clase a Dolores Hidalgo. – Please, two tickets, first class, to Dolores Hidalgo. Agent:No se puede comprar un boleto de primera clase a Dolores Hidalgo. Los todos son de segundo clase. – You can’t buy a first class ticket to Dolores Hidalgo. All of them are second class. And so began the trip to DH. When the ticket agent gave me the answer, immediately, I had visions of movies that I’d seen. I imagined…

I have no idea what was the occasion, but there was lots of smiling going on and that always attracts me. Also, the sound of mariachi music is a big draw, as well. The combination, for me, is irresistible.

A few weeks ago, National Geographic announced the launch of their blog, Proof. Proof is a blog featuring one of their photographers, every day. The photographer will make a short video, or perhaps write a short article about a certain aspect of their photography work. I shoot 30,000 or more pictures per year and out of those, maybe 3 or 4 of those are keepers … but those 3 or 4, they’re pretty good! … You’re by yourself all the…

Last week when I was in Beaufort, SC, I awoke early Sunday morning with plans to return to the beach for more photos. That didn’t work out exactly. On the way down the only road to the beach, there was an accident. The police had the eastbound lanes blocked and weren’t letting anyone through. As I looked toward the east, I saw the sky starting to lighten. I’d been waiting for about 15 minutes and figured that I had waited…

Hey! Calm down. Get your mind out of the gutter. I mean the joy of photographing trees in the morning. I just chose a shorter title; that’s all. This was my first trip to Hunting Island State Park, Beaufort, SC and it was kind of on a whim. I was having lunch with a friend of mine and he showed me a few pictures of him and his family at the beach. He mentioned that it was nice and that…

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