Entry for Debbie’s One Word Sunday
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‘Check your cynicism at the airport’ is my six word response to Debbie’s Six Word Saturday.
Here’s the full story behind that rather cryptic line. I was visiting Cuba. One morning I had nothing planned so I decided to go for a walk. Around noon or so I bumped into this Cuban family and we started the routine chit-chat about where I was from and what a lovely country they had. Before I knew it this gentleman offered me some crab, and then invited me to join him and his family for a picnic sort of lunch. Hungry as I was I accepted and had one of the most interesting and lovely hours spent in the company of what set out to be perfect strangers.
What amazed me was how proud of their country they were. Not a bad thing about Cuba. Sure they were critical of some things, but by-and-large they were a bunch of happy campers. I’ll never forget his parting lines: ‘Hope you enjoyed our simple meal as it is one of the few things we can offer you. Along with our company of course.’
This experience drove home (once again) that I’d better leave any form of preconceived notions at the airport. We all say we do, yet more often than not some slip through the cracks…
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Three Line Tales • Drama But before anything, thanks to Dutch goes the photo for putting me – unknowingly – on this lovely track. And a thank you to Sonya for Week One Hundred and Ninety-Eight (!) of Three Line Tales, from a first time visitor and participant.
Thought: ‘Blondie, my dearest miserable brat, why won’t you smile at me… just this once?’
Said instead: ‘That’s it little darling, look the other way and smile at Mommie then…’
Did… later that night: buried her lifeless body in the backyard.
Thank you to Sonya of Only 100 Words for coming up with Three Line Tales.
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Dutch goes the Photo has posted a new challenge for its Tuesday Photo Challenge: Slope. This is quite a challenge for someone from the flat-lands, a.k.a. the Netherlands. Not a natural slope for miles around, unless it is the cliched dunes. Fortunately, the challenge is as wide as you’d like it to be: Whether the slope of a line, a gently flowing hill slope, or sloping down a stream, there’s plenty that can be done with this theme.
I took this photo of an art installation to celebrate 200 years of seaside resort Scheveningen, called Ringen aan Zee (Rings at sea). It sprang from the mind of landscape architect Bruno Doedens (SLeM). I took this photo with an iPhone 6, and tweaked it slighlty using Adobe Lightroom.
Tuesday Photo Challenge • Slope 2
A less literal interprtation of slope is the below photo of the slopes that are part of the roof of a Japanese building in the Botanical Gardens in Leiden. Again, the camera of choice was the Apple iPhone 6. Post in the Apple app Photos.
Cuban windows is my entry in this Monday Window – Nov. 11,2019 blog.
It seems to be a global phenomena. Clean laundry hanging out of windows on Monday. And Cuba is no exception to this global ‘rule’ judging by this picture.
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Creepy • Lens-Artists Photo Challenge #71 In her post Leya gives a dictionary definition of this week’s theme ‘creepy’: ‘causing an unpleasant feeling of fear or unease’.
I have had more than my fair share of creepy foods to eat. No…fortunately spooning a brain out of a live monkeys head wasn’t one of those. But one of my worst experiences was having to eat sashimi out of an alive flatfish’s back. This was in Hokaido, Japan at a dinner hosted by a few high ranking Dentsu officials. Dentsu as in the largest single advertising company in the world (6000+ employees) and being a major shareholder in the ad agency in Tokyo I worked for at the time. The image of the fish gasping while people were literally devouring it, kept me awake for most of that night.
But by far the creepiest food experience was at a dinner table of an extremely hospitable Morrocan family we had met earlier that day when touring the inland’s of that country. Towards the end of the meal being we were served some deep fried balls that were simply delicious. When I asked what it was the host told me it was a rather old family secret. But he was willing to show me what it was if I came with him early the next morning to the local souk.
When we arrived there around 7 am he took me well into the back of the market where he suddenly stopped and pointed to these goats heads. What I had simply devoured the evening before where deep fried goats eye-balls. Needless to say I had to fight to keep dinner and breakfast in as I looked at those glassed-over eyes. Never again…