For Adam’s birthday we wen’t to the zoo. With five cameras between 10 of us, hundreds of photos ensued, but I’ve only found a couple of Ian’s so far. This highlights one of the main failings of digital cameras – we take loads, but never show or share them with each other. I’ll do my bit though, here are some of my least worst:
You can all breathe a sigh of relief / disappointment, I’ve completed my 24 hour return trip and am back safely, sans food poisoning, swine flu, broken limbs or cholera.
Leaving Kaohsiung at 8.30pm and flying through the night, I arrived into Heathrow at 6.20am after ~21 hours of darkness. Thinking this wouldn’t be the prettiest of flights, my camera was packed at the bottom of my hand-luggage; unfortunately I was wrong. Over China there was a thin veil of low cloud, just enough to blur things out but not enough to stop the light seeping through – giving the appearance of 10-mile-wide embers shimmering away. A short nap, some very dark Central Asia and several terrible films later we were drifting over London, the roads picked out in orange whilst the train tracks were shown up by slivers of light shuttling back and forth. It was immensely pretty, but you’ll have to take my word for it.