Tag Archives: People

Chicago people watching.

I have one camera – an old Olympus PEN – and two lenses. One long, and the other one a pancake. Yes, that’s as far as my technical knowledge will go and yes, two lenses is one set too many … Continue reading

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People of the Sacred Valley.

There are ladies in traditional garb sitting with their llamas and alpacas on pretty much every corner of Cusco. “Foto, señor?” they call every time they intercept a camera-toting tourist. She, however, doesn’t seem to be one of those. It’s early in … Continue reading

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Weren’t all they supposed to be madmen?

Lunatics. Zealots. Religious fanatics. These were a few of the attributes that friends and acquaintances slapped on the people of Iran whenever the topic came up. Unrequested opinions were offered, together with garbled memories of articles penned down by the … Continue reading

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Amongst the Charlotteans, or how I smashed my own preconceptions.

The baggage of preconceptions and of prejudices that we’ve accumulated over the years is, in the vast majority of occasions, completely wrong: someone we assumed to be a twat will turn out to be a smart fellow, a dish we … Continue reading

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Bologna people watching

People watching in Bologna was refreshing. Renowned for their frank, no-nonsense attitude, I found the Bolognese a nice, unassuming, welcoming bunch. Our permanence was short, but it gave me the distinct impression of a city fundamentally at ease with itself, … Continue reading

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Tbilisi people watching

The main objective of my visit to Tbilisi was the architecture of the city’s centre. However, what about its people? I was fresh from a rather disappointing stint in Oman, where I succeeded in being ignored, shooed off or be treated … Continue reading

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Moroccan people watching

I love sitting back and watching a city going by, its citizens minding their own businesses. It feels like being a silent observer, one of those grey men that Michael Ende wrote about in Momo, just without the cigar and the … Continue reading

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