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We decided to go for a city break rather than sun in Tenerife again this September. Other than a few days in the North East we haven’t been away since last March and wanted a change and hopefully some sun. The problem is getting flights from the north of England to the places we want to go to. We chose Valencia as we could fly from East Midlands – which was still a pain to get to as it involved the most notorious stretch of the M1 at five in the morning. In the end we had a fairly good journey, the new Ryanair business class pre-booked scheme worked quite well and bang on time as usual. It was dull when we landed with storms forecast all week, the sky was bright grey – the kiss of death to the photography I had in mind. I was full of cold and wishing I was at work. It did rain but it was overnight on our first night and didn’t affect us. There has been a drought for eleven months apparently and it rained on our first day there! The forecast storms didn’t materialise in Valencia but they got it elsewhere.
Over the course of a Monday to Sunday week we covered 75 miles on foot and saw most of the best of Valencia – The City of Bell Towers. The Old City covers a pretty large area in a very confusing layout. There was a lot of referring to maps – even compass readings! – a first in a city for us. The problem with photography in Valencia is that most of the famous and attractive building are closely built around, some have poor quality housing built on to them. Most photographs have to be taken from an extreme angle looking up. There are no high points as it is pan flat, there are a small number of buildings where you can pay to go up on to the roof for a better view and we went up them – more than once!
The modern buildings of The City of Arts and Sciences – ( Ciutat de Las Arts I de les Ciencies ) are what the city has more recently become famous for, with tourists arriving by the coachload all day until late at night. They must be photographed millions of times a month. We went during the day and stayed till dark one evening, I gave it my best shot but a first time visit is always a compromise between ambition and realism, time dictates that we have to move on to the next destination. I travelled with a full size tripod – another first – I forgot to take it with me to TCoAaS! so It was time to wind up the ISO, again! Needless to say I never used the tripod.
On a day when rain was forecast but it stayed fine, albeit a bit dull, we went to the Bioparc north west of the city, a zoo by another name. There are many claims made for this place, were you can appear to walk alongside some very large animals, including, elephants, lions, giraffe, rhino, gorillas and many types of monkey to name a few. It is laid out in different geographical regions and there is very little between you and the animals, in some cases there is nothing, you enter the enclosure through a double door arrangement and the monkeys are around you. It gets rave reviews and we stayed for most of the day. The animals it has to be said gave the appearance of extreme boredom and frustration and I felt quite sorry for them.
The course of The River Turia was altered after a major flood in the 50’s. The new river runs west of the city flanked by a motorway. The old river, which is massive, deep and very wide between ancient walls, I can’t imagine how it flooded, has been turned into a park that is five miles long. There is an athletics track, football pitches, cycle paths, restaurants, numerous kids parks, ponds, fountains, loads of bridges, historic and modern. At the western end closest to the sea sits The City of Arts and Sciences – in the river bed. Where it meets the sea there is Valencia’s urban Formula One racetrack finishing in the massive marina built for The Americas Cup. The race track is in use as roadways complete with fully removable street furniture, kerbs, bollards, lights, islands and crossings, everything is just sat on the surface ready to be moved.
We found the beach almost by accident, we were desperate for food after putting in a lot of miles and the afternoon was ticking by. What a beach, 100’s of metres wide and stretching as far as the eye could see with a massive promenade. The hard thing was choosing, out of the dozens of restaurants, all next door to each other, all serving traditional Paella – rabbit and chicken – as well as seafood, we don’t eat seafood and it constituted 90% of the menu in most places. Every restaurant does a fixed price dish of the day, with a few choices, three courses and a drink. Some times this was our only meal besides making the most of the continental breakfast at the hotel. We had a fair few bar stops with the local wine being cheap and pleasant it would have been a shame not to, there would have been a one woman riot – or strike!
On our final day, a Sunday, we were out of bed and down for breakfast at 7.45 as usual, the place was deserted barring a waiter. We walked out of the door at 8.30 – in to the middle of a mass road race with many thousands of runners, one of a series that take place in Valencia – apparently! We struggled to find out the distance, possibly 10km. The finish was just around the corner so off we went with the camera gear, taking photos of random runners and groups. There was a TV crew filming it and some local celebrity (I think) commentating. Next we came across some sort of wandering religious and musical event. Some sort of ritual was played out over the course of Sunday morning in various locations, it involved catholic priests and religious buildings and another film crew. The Catholic tourists and locals were filling the (many) churches for Sunday mass. Amongst all of this we had seen men walking around in Arab style dress – the ones in black looked like the ones from ISIS currently beheading people – all carrying guns. A bit disconcerting. We assumed that there had been some sort of battle enactment. We were wrong, it hadn’t happened yet. A while later, about 11.30 we could hear banging, fireworks? No it was our friends with the guns. We were caught up in total mayhem, around 60 men randomly firing muskets with some sort of blank rounds, the noise, smoke and flames from the muzzles were incredible. We were about to climb the Torres de Serranos which is where, unbeknown to us, the grand, and deafening, finale was going to be. We could feel the blast in our faces on top of the tower. Yet again there was a film camera in attendance. I couldn’t get close ups but I got a good overview and shot my first video with the 5D, my first in 5 years of owning a DLSR with the capability. I usually use my phone ( I used my phone as well). Later in the day there was a bullfight taking place, the ring was almost next to our hotel, in the end we had other things to do and gave it a miss, it was certainly a busy Sunday in the city centre, whether it’s the norm or not I don’t know.
There is a tram system in Valencia but it goes from the port area into the newer part of the city on the north side, it wouldn’t be feasible to serve the historic old city really. A quick internet search told me that there are 55,000 university students in the city, a pretty big number. I think a lot of the campus is on the north side and served by the tram although there is a massive fleet of buses as well. There is a massive, very impressive market building , with 100’s of stalls that would make a photo project on its own, beautiful on the inside and out but very difficult to get decent photos of the exterior other than detail shots owing to the closeness of other buildings and the sheer size of it. Across town, another market has been beautifully renovated and is full of bars and restaurants and a bit of a destination in its own right.
A downside was the all too typical shafting by the taxi drivers who use every trick in the book to side step the official tariffs and rob you. The taxi from the airport had a “broken” meter and on the way home we were driven 22 km instead of the nine that is the actual distance. Some of them seem to view tourists as cash cows to be robbed at all costs. I emailed the Marriot hotel as they ordered the taxi, needless to say no answer from Marriot – they’ve had their money. We didn’t get the rip off treatment in the bars etc. that we experienced in Rome, prices are very fair on most things, certainly considering the city location.
All in all we had a good trip and can highly recommend Valencia.
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Anyone with a problem with multiculturalism clearly doesn't take the same delight in eating food from all over the globe as I do.
In the past week alone I have consumed cuisine from Thailand, Japan, India, Italy, Tibet, France, Mexico and Australia (yep, a Vegemite sandwich totally counts).
Much of this was prepared in my own kitchen but within walking distance of my place are restaurants from not only these countries but also Germany, Korea, Spain, China, Vietnam, Malaysia, Greece, Turkey and Switzerland (and doubtless others).
So it is unsurprising that the home of Fiesta Latina is just down the road in West End.
The sights, sounds, smells and most importantly the tastes of Argentina, Bolivia, Brazil, Chile, Colombia, Cuba, El Salvador, Guatemala, Mexico, Panama, Peru, Spain and Uruguay were being celebrated in the annual festival.
There was literally dancing in the streets, children's arts and crafts, music, song and lots and lots of food.
Most of the food came from central and south America the Caribbean but children such as five-year-old Alessandra found the international food of children - fairy floss - more to her taste.
Emily tries but misunderstands, ah ooh
She often inclined to borrow somebody's dreams till tomorrow
There is no other day
Let's try it another way
You'll lose your mind and play
Free games for may
See Emily play
-- Pink Floyd, "See Emily Play"
I've started in a new direction, or rather had an orientation at the new place and will actually take the floor on Saturday. I'm keeping my mind open; the first thing I have noticed is that the line to the register is often long (happily I won't be on one) and the second thing is that every time someone says something about the required tax forms whatever is said fails to be correct for one reason or another. (It's nearly 3am and I have to call them at 8am to get my I-9 squared away, since "go to this website, log in, and fill it out" turned out to be "go to this website, log in, the screen says I don't need to on this website, and won't let me log in again.")
I've been beating on someone's notebook lately, and it's a really bizarre thing: I can install Windows or a backup of the drive, reboot it several times, things will be fine for awhile, then hours later it won't complete the boot cycle. Lather, rinse, repeat. Your average repair shop would say "hey, it works now," give it back, and it wouldn't work when it got home. i'm thinking it's an issue with the hard drive, possibly something thermal (the heat expands something that closes a contact, but sitting around powered off lets it cool and the fracture contracts... hey, I had a computer with that issue regarding a memory slot, which would boot fine then crash once warm, it does happen!) or rather I'm hoping that's what it is, since drives are easier to replace than notebook mainboards. The notebook was dropped from her lap when she fell asleep on her couch, so protests about how "I didn't do anything" get the mental addendum "...on purpose."
And I keep finding myself thinking about people that smiled then wandered away. I shouldn't, but it happens because I gave up taking joy from watching people head for the exits years ago. I don't have such a high tally of friends that I can comfortably excuse several. Sometimes, sure, it's absolutely my fault what went wrong and I understand. Sometimes my sense of humor doesn't match someone else's, and I go over conversations in my mind to pick apart what they might not have liked to hear if they were uptight. And then there are the people who don't realize just how ignorant they sound when they insist you're wrong while proving your politely-phrased point correct, but they aren't that huge a loss. I just hate the migration.
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Um problema na clonagem de cogumelos em agar são as possíveis contaminações no meio por outros fungos, bactérias etc. A esterilização dos materiais, do agar e tecidos é uma forma de minimizar estas contaminações por outros microrganismos.
My (essential - unarmed, but sturdy) "body guard" around Port au Prince was Herode, who is sitting on the right ; I went far above my lodging in "Gros Jean" to pay a visit to his mother, who happens to be my "tokay", an affectionate word for a person who shares the same first name : she has to go down quite far to a spring to make her laundry each Wednesday, and her son carries the wet clothes back to home, high in the hills. They are poor, but not miserable ; their house looked very well kept.
Gros Jean ("Gwo Jan"), blessedly isolated, is perched above Pernier ; it is not exactly a village, rather a "commune" of houses and buildings scattered among the hills and in the bushes above Port au Prince ; administratively, the area is depending from Petionville which seems very far away and which has many other problems, so the place is suffering from lack of funds, and forgotten.
The community is very much spread out ; erosion has badly damaged the track, so no vehicle could reach Herode’s place.
Sociedad: Todos son hermosos.
Sociedad: No comas tanto, no querrás engordar.
Sociedad: ¿No comes? Anorexiaca ¡RARA!
Sociedad: ¿Eres talla 40? ¡Se supone que hay que ser talla 36!
Sociedad: ¿Eres copa A? ¿Qué edad tienes? ¿Ocho?
Sociedad: ¿Eres copa C? Esa es la talla de mi mamá.
Sociedad: ¿Tuviste sexo? ¡Puta!
Sociedad: ¿No has tenido sexo? Jaja, eres muy frígida.
Sociedad: ¿No crees que eres bonita? ¡Centro de atención!
Sociedad: ¿Crees que eres bonita? Engreída.
Sociedad: ¿Crees en los derechos de los homosexuales? ¡Homosexual!
Sociedad: ¿No crees en los derechos de los homosexuales? Homofóbico estúpido.
Sociedad: ¿Estás deprimido? Centro de atención.
Sociedad: ¿Te cortas? Sigues queriendo ser el centro de atención.
Sociedad: ¿No puedes seguir viviendo? ¡¿Cuanta atención más quieres?!
Personas: -se matan-
Sociedad: Oh, era tan bonita. ¡La sociedad apesta!.
Okay, this is part of the story of rebuilding society so, here goes nothing...
"Alright, you've probably at least heard about a type of rouge "Chicken Walker" by now. The good news is, if you can see this, it means you are still alive. The bad news is, well, pretty much everything else. If you have been feeling depressed lately, it is highly advised that you do not continue watching the program. Alright, so you probably have been wondering where the he** this beast came from. Stay tuned to find out. Just kidding, here you go. Several companies had been experimenting with self-controlled mechanical walkers. They were pretty much built the same way as human controlled, except these were controlled by an extremely high tech artificial "brain" that was designed to assess risks and act accordingly. During a test, the "brain" assessed that its creators were risks to it, and killed them all. Then it escaped. It was actually a police officer Dan Higgins that first came across it. He radioed in when he saw it moving towards him. As it moved closer, he pulled out a 9mm pistol on it, but stayed on the radio. The "brain" immediately assessed "risk" and blew him to bits with one of its six “smart" (automatically controlled, also called Fire and Forget) missiles. The radio was still on, but the officer was surely dead. The local police station immediately new it had a huge problem on their hand, one that they were by no means capable dealing with and immediately requested military assistance. Two Humvee jeeps were immediately dispatched, but both were quickly eliminated with its 37.64x12mm cannon. From there on, the "brain" considered all humans as a risk, and now kills everybody on sight. This concludes our, very solemn newscast for tonight. Our thought and prayers to everybody out there with dead our injured loved ones.
Walker View
No, flash worked perfectly on this Santa portrait.
But I'm having the devil's own hard time trying to get my studio flash system up and running.
Boring tech stuff to follow: System is three Strobelite Plus flash heads, two Softboxes, one background flash unit. All head units are working normally. I can't seem to get the communication to work between the flash heads and two remote triggers (PocketWizard Plus II). Can't get the camera to wirelessly trigger the flash heads. Wired, they work fine. The remote triggers are working normally...but somewhere in between, the communication breaks down.
I believe it is one of two problems. It is possible that the cable between PocketWizard receiver unit and first flash head is incompatible in some way...though I don't know how that could be. Or, it is possible that the 3.3v that the remote trigger sends out is not appropriate for the flash head input...though I was told that these two systems work together.
Until I hear from one of the manufacturers, I'll remain both puzzled and stymied.
We often magnify our problems by denial ...recently one of my friend had lots of problem with another friend of mine because he was not able to accept the irrational behavior of other friend ... and yesterday he told that he found his life had changed because he accepted the fact that other friend is usually irrational ... sometimes accepting things helps ...
Gegen den hohen Spritverbrauch vom neuen Golf 7 und für mehr Klimaverantwortung von Volkswagen protestierten am 4. September 2012 50 Greenpeace-Aktivisten bei der Golf-Premiere vor der Neuen Nationalgalerie in Berlin. „Der neue Golf – Klimaziel verfehlt!“ ist die Botschaft an VW.
Mehr zu Klimaschutz und Volkswagen: bit.ly/sIsDhz
(c) Maria Feck / Greenpeace
So I'm having a bit of problem creating an effect I want in photoshop, and this is the best place I could think about for help.
I'm trying to create some writing on skin and want it to look as realistic as I can. To achieve this I want to set the blendingmode to Overlay, to make the skintexture appear through the numbers and lines to some extent. But as I chance to Overlay, the color of the numbers/lines change with the skintone depending on how bright it is there going from black to red instead of staying black/gray as I want it.
I'm aware that I can make the problem go away with making the entire image B/W but I want it in color.
Any input as to how I make it work as I want to, or perhaps a better way to achieve what I'm trying to?