You have to sympathize with the residents who live in Bo Kaap, what with all the tourists coming by for that instagrammable moment
The unintentional model
It was a glorious day after the humidity that had hung over the trip the previous days had finally dissipated. So I took one of the bicycles that the Nu Hotel provides its guests to ride across the Brooklyn Bridge.
Along the way, I stopped to take pictures, most often of those getting their pictures taken by others.
It is interesting how one can disappear into a crowd. This must be how the street photographers do it.
Belts for sale
After lunch, fully sated and a bit buzzed, we headed back out into the market where merchants were hawking their various goods, mostly leather products: leather jackets, leather purses, leather wallets, and leather belts. It had clouded over while we were eating, so the photo opportunities as we walked through the Piazza de Duomo were less than inspiring.
Along the Via di Propaganda
From the Trevi Fountain, we walked to the Spanish Steps, which we climbed. Before getting to the steps, we popped into a little shoe shop along Via di Propaganda to take advantage of their air conditioning and revive ourselves a bit.
Oxbow Public Market
Oxbow Market--a smaller, more local version of the San Francisco Ferry Building or Pike Place Market in Seattle.
Too rich for my pocketbook.
The shot that I came for, along with 20 other photogs and tourists, and probably more throughout the evening.
SF street corner
Sometimes, you just find yourself on a roof in San Francisco taking pictures at sunset.
What to do during a four hour layover in Honolulu? Head to Waikiki for a tiki drink and a brief walkabout.
Look into my eyes
As I rode across the bridge, I spied what seemed to be a photo shoot. But by the time I realized that I wanted to take a picture of that and turned around, they were all done. So instead, I camped myself against a side of the promenade and waiting for interesting people to come to me.
I did not have to wait long.
Look at me!
There was something about the way this millenial carried herself, alone, across the bridge, with the selfie stick extended as far as it could go and always focused on her constantly posed face that begged capturing her picture.
I have to say that there is something about New York that makes it easier to be a street photographer.
3:00 o'clock at Hyde Street Pier
The location also provided entree to a photo tour along San Francisco's waterfront; the idea being that I'd wile away the rest of the afternoon after lunch to arrive at Pier 3 around sunset to take pictures of the Transamerica Pyramid and the Embarcadero Center lit up as they are every year for the holidays.
View out window of Jewish Ceremonial Hall, Prague
Adjoining the Klausen Synagogue is the Jewish Ceremonial Hall with more exhibits relating the daily life of a Jewish Family.
Flying A' Gas, Truckee
Sadly, you cannot get any gasoline at the Flying A Gas Station in Truckee. You can, however, buy some clothes or get a beer.
I guess I was inspired by the sale and festive atmosphere at Annie's Annuals. Then again, maybe I should have selected my plants a bit more carefully as one is well on its way to dying.
Candy Kitchen @ Granville Island Public Market
What self-respecting public market would get by without an onsite confectioner? Not this one! Although much less healthy than the surrounding produce, the suckers are bright and shiny.
Las Vegas Nights
I went searching for the neon that was displayed 10 years around the Fremont Street Experience in Downtown Las Vegas, but couldn't find it. So I focused instead on the lights east of the Experience.
Shipyard No. 3
As darkness fell, I looked back over my shoulder to one of the old dry docks of Shipyard No. 3, now flooded.
Sonoma Lavender Barn
Apparently, the traffic and crowds were so bad that they have now cancelled all future Lavender Festivals.
It was a bit ridiculous, hiking up to the lavender fields in the Sonoma heat only to find them overrun by swarms of people picking lavender.
Like I said, I had a lot of time to wait before the moon would rise. And we hardly ever get streamy cirrus clouds in Bay Area.
It was a beautiful sunrise on the way to the city this morning, but I didn't bother to pull over to take a picture. After all, we've seen that picture before. Then again, we've seen this picture before too; but whatever.