Yes! I’ve found a lovely group of like-minded people to go with on photo outings. And was enchanted by the Bosque El Olivar, a lovely green patch in San Isidro. This is an olive grove, filled with trees that were planted as saplings imported from Spain in the 1560’s.
Plenty of action by the benches:
And some power play by the pond:
No dearth of green:
Or any other color:
Ultimately we live to eat! A late breakfast at Don Mamino’s.
I WILL return to the bosque often, and most certainly at harvest time.
For the final photo challenge of this year, I’m opting to post some of my favourite photos of 2017 that didn’t make it to regular posts on the blog:
Drunken Desserts Workshop, Jakarta:
Hershey kisses- topped starfish duo on the shores of the island off Belitung:
Two of my favourite photo projects this year:
Bhoomika’s graduation lunch
Van Aroma Industrial Photography
Mummy, Sara and Ira in Lalbagh, Bengaluru:
Garde Wada at 71, Panchquiya, Jhansi that we bid goodbye to this year:
Around home in Kolhapur:
A picnic at Palsambe, near Gaganbawada:
Awaiting the cars at the Rally Caminos del Inca in Peru:
Selamat Tahun Baru!
Happy New Year!
Feliz Año Nuevo!
नव वर्षाच्या शुभेच्छा!
For the weekly photo challenge theme Ascend: The view from the crater of Gunung Bromo: the 200-step ascent following the trudge through the soft ashy Lautan Pasir (Sea of Sand), and the temple Pura Luhur Poten. It has always been a tough but satisfying climb for me.
As an aside, the local people were the forerunners in celebrity portmanteaus. Centuries before Brangelina and TomKat, this tribe named themselves Tengger, after their founding couple: Roro Anteng and Joko Seger.
That makes it Ascent and Descent.
Meet Yuvraj. a.k.a Catlyn. A big part of my Indonesia life.
Half a year ago, I was living halfway around the world. On special weekends I would visit special islands, The days would start with the sun. Except when I brought out the camera. Especially on expensive photo trips.
One remarkable island out of the 15,000+ that Indonesia has is called Belitung. Off the east coast of Sumatra, almost directly north of Jakarta, this island has/had two claims to fame. First, during the Dutch colonial period, it was exploited for its vast supply of tin. When tin fell out of favouring the world, the island met with a similar fate. Decades later, a talented Indonesian writer, Andrea Hirata, published Lashkar Pelangi (The Rainbow Troops, in English). A blockbuster movie followed that successful book, and brought out visually what Belitung should forever be famous for: its landscape of crystalline waters and rocks with personality.
After reading the book, a visit to the island was on my list, but it took my reliable partner in photo-adventures: Rajbir, to make it happen. And the expert guidance of our photography guru, Ranar, to make it better.
THAT particular trip we were blessed with an overcast sky and no sun to make those colours pop.
But we persisted.
Over 2 days and 2 nights.
Until the last day, when the sun finally shed it’s shyness and cast some shadows.
A mixed bag of outings for me, these last couple of months in Lima. I’ve been going out mostly with my school, El Sol, for a number of cultural excursions, trying to keep pace with spoken español, and only managing to understand 15-20%.
Mercado Surquillo: The local market for everything fresh and cheap and exotic.
Cacao pods for sale
Casa de Aliaga: You can pass it by without ever knowing the treasures it holds within. But Casa de Aliaga is a home in Lima Centro lived in by the same family over 17 generations, over 4 centuries, and is well worth the visit.
A walk through Lima Centro: Plaza San Martin and Plaza de Armas. I’ve been here before, and never tire of visiting the heart of touristy Lima in these colonial neighbourhoods. A ride on the Metropolitano bus service was an experience in itself.
Lima Cathedral in Plaza de Armas
Plaza San Martin
The Procession of Señor de los Milagros: A half-baked attempt to capture the procession of thousands of people in purple robes, but we arrived too late and ended up running away midway to get our cafe and turrón fix.
Artesanal beer tasting: Helps to understand español better, of course.
* The force of my culture keeps me standing
My personal favourite: Walk through the graffiti in Barranco. It made my day to see an artist in action, and realise the quantum of talent and effort and art supplies that go into a street side creation. The artist in the photos below is painting under the bridge.