The Spirit of the World ( On and Off)
Softly Comes the Pink Sky
(continuation of story)
The crew allowed the boat to remain in this position while the sun performed it's magic. The water was quite rough even though we were in a bay of the Arabian Sea.
I wrapped my arms around one of the posts in the decaying boat and tried to steady my camera. I planted my feet squarely on the rickety floor of the boat and clicked away. This is being said by a woman who trips on cracks in the sidewalk.
In the end, I came home with hundreds of pictures of the fishing nets! After all, I had travelled thousands of miles for this moment!
Softly Comes the Pink Sky
(continuation of story)
The crew allowed the boat to remain in this position while the sun performed it's magic. The water was quite rough even though we were in a bay of the Arabian Sea.
I wrapped my arms around one of the posts in the decaying boat and tried to steady my camera. I planted my feet squarely on the rickety floor of the boat and clicked away. This is being said by a woman who trips on cracks in the sidewalk.
In the end, I came home with hundreds of pictures of the fishing nets! After all, I had travelled thousands of miles for this moment!