The key to living in Las Vegas without losing your mind is to leave it often. I generally fail at this task, preferring to be swept away by a comforting womb of neon. But this past weekend, I escaped the Vegas madness for madness of a different kind. With my friend M. in tow, I drove all the way to the ocean last Friday. When that wasn’t far enough West, we got out of our cars and walked to the end of the Santa Monica pier. The sound of nature was disorienting. (Nature being ocean waves and seagulls). Even though I believe in my own personal Manifest Destiny, LA is a big, scary city. And without the comforting sound of slot machines, I was feeling uneasy. But then we saw something that made us feel right at home: the Cirque de Soleil big top. My relief was palpable and after the Cirque sighting, we had a fabulous trip.
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This girl right here:
Today was one of those days. I took a solitary window-watching trip from Texas to Vegas via Albequerque. Sometimes, I look at an airplane full of strangers bursting with their own lives and since there is only me to remember my existence, sometimes, I wonder if I’m in danger of disappearing into their realities. If I don’t be careful, I’ll melt into the aisle seat’s carry-on, becoming a briefcase in a suburban Atlanta woman’s real estate business.
It’s best to watch this video in low-resolution, full-screen. That way the lone traveler’s facial features are blurred at the edges in a way that allows you to imagine yourself residing inside her (or perhaps her luggage, if your sense of self is as fluid as mine). Sometimes, with the full-screen, even the locations are blurred into geographical androgyny. Or does that make the video creator’s point too obvious?
Hawaii is so pretty that it takes all the work out of being a photographer.
Normally, I try to make my web page headers reflect my location. But due to the extreme beauty of tropical islands you can expect a lot more photos of Hawaii (even though I returned to the mainland late last night).