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Coriolistic Anachronisms | A photography blog oscillating between New York, Vancouver and Cape Town, gathering HDR photos and jotting notes along the way
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Aerial Thoughts, Lost in the View

Most of this was written at 35,000 feet above the Gulf of Guinea

A bump. Just a bit above the equator, we were skimming the coast of Liberia at thirty-eight thousand feet. It was a precocious two thirty in the morning, Cape Town time. Towering menacingly above our right wing, an enormous cumulonimbus was unleashing its brutal power and every…

So Near And Yet So Far

Leaving the Cape behind, bound for Harlem, need I say more?

This was taken in the Bo-Kaap, a colorful Cape Town neighborhood, during a street celebration. I’ll post more later. For now, take us to warp, Mr. Sulu. Waiting to join the parade

Flying East, Sinking South

The pause button has been pressed - this blog will rest some more while I visit Cape Town and deal with the departure of a feline best friend

It has been a rough and challenging ride. The journey is far from over. With a thousand memories of a cat clashing daily with a million bits of reality, there are still hurdles, and those only lead to check-points, which in turn open dark chasms…

Godspeed ‘Storbie

Our dearest Estorbo, best friend and third leg of the tripod, sails on to the Undying Lands

I will post more about that exceptional cat when I have pieced my heart together. For now, I’ll again let Tolkien do the talking, it’s so much easier. Marie and I just left our kitty at the Haven, bound for the Undying Lands with the Elves,…

I Did Nothing

A gloomy reflection on the years spent living in a megapolis

Thinking back to the Cuban refugees, I have also been pondering our own situation these days and past. Sure, Marie and I have been living our lives for years like Formula One drivers on the Monaco race track, through an urban tangle of chicanes and tight turns,…