Because I've had a couple of people comment that they want to see more people in my photos, I'm trying to add some to my photo sets, but frankly, taking pictures of crowds invariably seems to be crowds of tourists (who cares?) and taking pictures of individuals makes me feel awkward.
Another photo of people in Pisa trying to "hold up" the tower.

It was a bit warm in Pisa, so ice cream was popular. This photo doesn't do them justice, but this woman had the most incredible cheekbones. (Yeah, I notice weird things)

A skate park in Ajaccio.

And the French just don't seem to have the same "body neurosis" that much of the world has. This is from a beach in Ajaccio, the birthplace of Napoleon Bonaparte. Note that the only reason this photo is posted is because you can't identify their faces. It didn't seem appropriate otherwise. (Note: up there less than an hour and it's already my most viewed photo of all time :/)

When we finally got to Bonifacio, on the southern coast of Corsica, we had fabulous views from our hotel room.




And then we just went walking around the town (these shots are mostly in the Citadel).



Incidentally, this is what a French license plate looks like. Notice the "F" in the lower left.

Many Corsican license plates have the "F" covered by the head from the Corsican flag. They're proud of their island and they've long had a (sometimes violent) independence movement.

Driving back we encountered the familiar sight of cattle blocking the road. This gets tiring after a while.

But that night, our beggar cat returned with a rather aggressive friend.

And the next morning she brought her kittens.

Our final morning in Corsica. We've been greeted with rain and thunder.

And snow on the distant mountains. It wasn't there the day before.

Another photo of people in Pisa trying to "hold up" the tower.

It was a bit warm in Pisa, so ice cream was popular. This photo doesn't do them justice, but this woman had the most incredible cheekbones. (Yeah, I notice weird things)

A skate park in Ajaccio.

And the French just don't seem to have the same "body neurosis" that much of the world has. This is from a beach in Ajaccio, the birthplace of Napoleon Bonaparte. Note that the only reason this photo is posted is because you can't identify their faces. It didn't seem appropriate otherwise. (Note: up there less than an hour and it's already my most viewed photo of all time :/)

When we finally got to Bonifacio, on the southern coast of Corsica, we had fabulous views from our hotel room.




And then we just went walking around the town (these shots are mostly in the Citadel).



Incidentally, this is what a French license plate looks like. Notice the "F" in the lower left.

Many Corsican license plates have the "F" covered by the head from the Corsican flag. They're proud of their island and they've long had a (sometimes violent) independence movement.

Driving back we encountered the familiar sight of cattle blocking the road. This gets tiring after a while.

But that night, our beggar cat returned with a rather aggressive friend.

And the next morning she brought her kittens.

Our final morning in Corsica. We've been greeted with rain and thunder.

And snow on the distant mountains. It wasn't there the day before.

- Mood:
happy

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And while I like those photos, I rather wish I could make the pictures look closer to the actual scene. This camera is much better than my last one, but I need to learn night photography.