Yesterday was a “busy” day for me. I gotta be honest: for those who don’t know what my day-to-day life is like, it is hugely boring. I spend the vast majority of my time in front of my laptop, staring at this screen. It’s absolutely awful and I get sooooo very tired of living like this. Even one of my neighbors commented on it yesterday asking me how on earth I could stand it. (Everywhere I’ve lived for the past ten years, I’ve had the same question presented to me by one or another neighbor.) Morning to night, day after day, I swim in a sea of data, coming up for some smoke-filled air every now and then.
Anyone who processes photos regularly will tell you: photography is a boatload of work and tedium. Taking the shots is the easy part. The really fun part. For example, I can walk out to the beach, snap off 16 gigs of photos of surfers in thirty to forty-five minutes, no problem. And have a blast doing it. But then I get back here and it’s hours and hours of work, going through them, processing, cropping, uploading, and distributing across networks. And that’s just the “fun” photography which isn’t actual work.
Then there’s the writing, the planning, the getting distracted, the dreaming. And throughout it all, nice momentary interludes of “socializing” online and some quality internet.
But yesterday was pretty great. I woke up, made coffee. Got started. I was working my way through the surfing photos from the day prior when I stopped to take a break. And then, a definitive Costa Rica moment.
A little old lady wandered into the yard. After working our way through her Spanish and my non-Spanish, she reached into her oversized purse and pulled out a large, fresh-from-the-oven piece of pan de maíz (putting it up to my nose for me to smell it), and I gave her 1,000 colones. It was delicious. And not laced with cyanide, I’m obviously pleased to report.
Got back to surfing photos, finished them.
Yesterday’s afternoon is mostly a blur (it was at least 24 hours ago), but I walked out at sunset and took a few photos including some of the neighbors dog who came along to keep me company.
All in all, it was a pretty great day. I feel like I’m beginning to find my place here and not just stand on the sidelines as an observer.