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I feel like I'm looking into a mirror of the past. This is great but one cannot live in a mirror. My trips over the last 5 years have produced thousands of photos. I could get lost in them. Sometimes, like today, I don't really have the time. The up side? They do bring back memories. I edited and posted some photos from my last trip. Fascinating to actually see them! Took too many too quickly. Lots of work. Some have turned out fine fortunately. Been posting a facebook. These are from Costa Rica on December 20th: http://www.facebook.com/kare.enga.9/media_set?set=a.511392585562037.120529.10000... For instance, the park in Carmona de Nandayure is totally lit the month of December. Families and business have their tree or shrub. Thousands of lights between 8 pm and 10pm. Very impressive for a small town. Looking at the pictures makes me happy that I went. Looking at the pictures won't get me to my next destination, though. At home, I have one picture from when I was 22, almost 23. If I had an album of pictures what would they say to me? And would I never stop looking at them to continue with my life? 49,590 |