Those of us who love to travel and take pictures of our travels have done it.
Those of us who love to travel and take pictures, lots of them, and are then disappointed that even the best pictures don't fully capture what the experience of being in that special place is really like.
"Oh, the pictures just don't do it justice." How many times have you heard or said that?
Paris is really too beautiful for pictures to capture, but I continue hopelessly to take photo after photo anyway.
Tonight, I was sitting in the Tuileries with Adam, waiting for the sun to say bon nuit so we could enjoy the City of Lights at it's finest.....glowing in a flood of lamplight from the Louvre, to the Eiffel Tower up the Champs and directly to the Arc du Triomphe. It's a magnificent experience to sit...and wait....as the lamps that dot these monuments all light up at once. Then, click, click, click I go, hopelessly.
I guess the reason the pictures never do Paris (or any beautiful place) the justice they deserve is that the photos will always lack the emotional at-that-very-moment connection. That very moment that you feel connected to that specific place at that specific time. That feeling of "pinch me, am I really here experiencing this?" That moment of breathlessness and awe. That feeling of being alive.
So, I have learned that even if I have to take hundreds of pictures when I travel, I should put down the camera and just take the time to experience the moment...which I did with Adam tonight over a mini glass of wine and fresh, French treats.
May life give you many opportunities of awe....even if you capture it only in your mind's eye.
Bon nuit, Anastasia