Archive for the 'Travel' Category
Have you ever dreamed of playing in another state or even country? I'm sure you have. It's a dream practically every DJ out there has the moment they get on the decks.
They see the headliners and even popular locals flying around the world to play, and want to be there themselves one day. Now you might think playing abroad is a privilege only set for those guaranteed to fill a club - but that's not entirely true. What if I told you it could be easier than you think? Yes, with a little work and some ingenuity, you could play abroad too. Here's how...
Probably the biggest reason I ever wanted to get into photography was for travel. When I went to Greece in 2006, we only had simple point-and-shoot cameras, and while the photos were ok, I always wanted to get those "National Geographic" quality kinds of shots just so I could really have lasting memories.
I've been on several trips now with my DSLR, and learned a few lessons specific to when you're traveling with a decent camera and gear. I've made mistakes in my travels, but learned from them, and hopefully my past mistakes become help for your own vacation shooting.
In the recent months, many of my colleagues found it strange and surprising when I suddenly acquired a djembe, an African drum, and began hanging out with some new crowds, playing rhythms. The term for these gatherings is more easily known as Drum Circles.
In my efforts to fulfill a goal of seeing more of the world, I decided to stay within North America and see our neighbor to the North, Canada. Upon invite from a lovely lady, Montreal was my destination with much excitement.
My initial expectations of the city were mostly that of a more European kind of city within North America; namely a more French environment. I did look forward to the idea of being in different settings, maybe some similar to my experiences in Greece. What I found was much to my expectations as well as much, much, more.
"When you go there at least once, it captures you. You get the bug. You want to go back more and more."
I've heard many variations of this statement in my life, and I used to never believe it. Up until I finally got to go. Just to clarify something, in the 33 years I have been alive, the only time I ever went to Europe was when I was two years old. The only memories I have of that trip was of my Grandmother, and of a clock made of flowers that sits near the port in Patras. Since then, the only times I have ever traveled were two times to New York City (before 9-11), and all over the Midwest.
Then last year, I went to Greece for what I saw as the actual first time in my life. It was amazing. While seeing all these famous landmarks, ruins, and sights were very rewarding; it was just in observing day-to-day European culture that fascinated me. Everything from the kafeneio ("kaf-en-ay-yo", a European cafe) social culture to just even how a gas station is located in the bottom floor of a parking garage, it fascinated me. Thessaloniki itself took my breath away to such a degree that I want to buy a condo there later in my life.