travel

strip(ped)

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let me hear you
make decisions
without your television
let me hear you speaking
just for me

stripped – depeche mode

come ride with me
come ride with me
give me all you have
give me all you have
drought warning in place
drought warning in place
the mysterious turtle
the mysterious turtle
render unto caesar
render unto caesar
venetian blind
venetian blind
no comment
no comment
mr chow
mr chow

*all shot with iPhone 6s with instant filter added in photos app on mac*

 

Blending the right ingredients

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I am not anonymous.

What you see here is the real deal. Me. For better, or for worse.

I chose a long time ago to write here under my own name. I respect the rights of those who choose to write under a pseudonym. It’s a time honoured writing device.

Here on WordPress, in this vibrant and supportive community, I’ve learned a lot about writing, social interaction, what works and what doesn’t. For the most part it’s been a great experience.

This week I’m mixing two worlds, my world of writing, poetry and photography, and my working world.
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dinner

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Today, meal times have been a little disrupted by flight times, and multiple time zone shifts.

I began the day at 04:45 in Spain.

A few hours later, I negotiated the multi-faceted joy that is clearing security for a business trip to the USA from Madrid.

Initially a little less than enthusiastic about riding Economy, to Dallas Fort Worth with American, I was delighted with my seat, an aisle, in a forward row of five with three empty seats so I could spread my stuff out with abandon. Food was not bad at all, lots of legroom and as much to drink as I could want (and a little more). Ok, it didn’t hold a candle to the comfort of flying with CL status on Qantas back in the day but hey, I enjoyed the flight and the crew were great.

After clearing security and customs in Dallas, I took a break for a Bud and a Jack Daniels (burger) in TGI. Acclimatisation.

And so, strapped in for my flight on to Vegas, here’s what I had for lunch, dinner or breakfast (insert meal time correspondinding to a timezone of your choice), edited with a little artistic licence.

Posted from seat 13D on a flight delayed due to too much wind in Vegas. Must be all the hot air generated by all those media types (yep, guilty as charged) gathering for the NAB show.

Oh, and remember not to congregate around the toilets, it will upset the Captain.

For wordpress weekly photo challenge – dinner