Under a canopy made of palm fronds and fishing nets, we shared a beer with after-a-long-day tired fisherman overlooking their catch drying in the sun and the sea that provides their livelihood.
For more about our adventures in Guatemala: https://www.gypsynester.com/guatemala.htm
Sometimes streets are made of water. This doesn’t stop Venice from having rush hours – buses, taxis and, what we would think of as “everyday cars” are all boats. And yes, there are accidents. Like the one about to happen here.
For more boat madness in Venice: https://www.gypsynester.com/ve.htm
The wild plant life and the strange colors of the sunsets deep in the Florida Everglades had me battling mosquitoes for the best views!
For more on our antics in Florida: https://www.gypsynester.com/?tag=florida
Arizona sunsets are among the most spectacular in the world, and I was lucky enough capture one in Organ Pipe Cactus National Monument.
For more on the National Monument: https://www.gypsynester.com/why.htm
Part of our mission as full time travelers is avoiding winter but, at times, winter finds us. Because snow is so rare in our lives, our breath was taken away as it clung to these desert formations above Tucson, Arizona.
For more on snow in Arizona: https://www.gypsynester.com/ta.htm
We caught “Little Elvis” headed toward the Lisa Marie on the grounds of Graceland. His parents INSISTED that they had nothing to do with the choice of his outfit, that Little Elvis was simply a true fan. Thank you, thank you very much.
For more Graceland antics: https://www.gypsynester.com/gl.htm
This lady was performing at market day in a small Bavarian German town, collecting for the local hospice program. Loved everything about her, from her musical talent to her shoes.
For more on this small town market day (some of it even set to this woman’s music!): https://www.gypsynester.com/wangen.htm
I found myself wandering alone within the ancient walls of the old city in Genoa, and a story developed right before my eyes. This shot is one of a series I posted contrasting the old (the city itself) with the new (ideas conveyed through the graffiti) and the old again (the elderly of the city).
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