can you tell me how to "warm" the photo with Photoshop? I heard from someone that I cant edit the WB because I am shooting jpeg instead of RAW. Is that right?
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My Round the World Trip
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can you tell me how to "warm" the photo with Photoshop? I heard from someone that I cant edit the WB because I am shooting jpeg instead of RAW. Is that right?
#7 Syria - As Sukhna, Our unexpected host
We lost our way and stopped for directions. He insist that we go to his home for tea. I was sceptical that we'll be scam for an expensive bill if we accept the tea but my 2 new travel companions, one who is of Arabic orgin and speaks Arabic insist that this is the usual hospitality. Our tea was followed by orange juice, followed by water, and yogurt, followed by tea again.. and we had to stay for lunch at their insistence. Women and children eat after the men, but because I am a guest , I had the privilege to dine at the same table or rather same "floor" as the men..
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There is a chance to be robbed almost everywhere and i hear these stories even for the developed countries like France and Spain. Kipnapping happens but I think this is more common in the americas.
I met an Italian in mar de plata, Argentina where he was studying spanish and i was serving tables (in exchange for a bed every night while waiting for my new passport to arrive) we share some of our travel experiences. I thought I had it bad that as I was mugged in Dakar by 2 guys with a knife which left me paranoid for a few weeks but his story, if it happen to me might have send me STRAIGHT home.
Caracas is one of the few dangerous cities and on an overnight bus to Bogota, Colombia, their bus was hijack by robbers. It was christmas season and many colombians were going home with their hard-earned money and he was the only foreigner onboard. Hijackers had guns and even fired shots while in the bus. They took his money or rather whatever is left of it since he was crossing border and flung his towel (which he was using as a blanket ) over his face. He said it is even more terrifying not to be able to see what is going on.. every sound makes him jumpt out of his skin. the ordeal last for about an hour before the robbers took off with everyone's possessions. Although no harm came to them, it was scary and many of the colombians were crying their eyes out for losing all their money.
Mexico City also has a reputation for kipnapping foeigners for their credit cards and pin number. I think there was once a program on Nat geo about 2 British women who were kinapped for a few days while they cleaned out their bank account.
dont be too paranoid though.. they are also good people out there and sometimes there are some things that are not within our control.
as for your photos... good luckI was losing steam with sorting them out because they are so many.With this thread to share my experience and photos, its making me more excited to go through them and sort out my favourites.
i just have to say , u are amazing..
Aloks, Thanks for dropping in and hope I managed to let you see the countries in my own small ways.
Being at a ripe "young age" of 38years old when i left for this trip, I cant exacty say I am poor. I have worked hard all these years and have always treated myself well if I can afford it. I lead a quick and fast life, reward myself with material items that is so important in our world - nothing wrong with it as it did make me happy tooo, maybe just short-lived because I wanted more and more.
As for photos of me (which by now you know is a HER), it will come eventually")
Here is an except from my blog which i lifted out, hope you'll enjoy
When is it time to Quit?
Work hard and the world respects you. Work hard and you can have anything you want. Work really extra super hard and do nothing else but work and ignore your family and spend 14 hours a day at the office and make 300 grand a year that you never have time to spend, sublimate your soul to the corporate machine and enjoy a profound drinking problem and sporadic impotence and a nice 8BR mini-mansion you never spend any time in, and you and your shiny BMW 740i will get into heaven.
This is the American Puritan work ethos, still alive and screaming and sucking the world dry. Work is the answer. Work is also the question. Work is the one thing really worth doing and if you’re not working you’re either a slacker or a leech, unless you’re a victim of BushCo’s budget-reamed America and you’ve been laid off, and therefore it’s OK because that means you’re out there every day pounding the pavement looking for work and honing your resume and if you’re not, well, what the hell is wrong with you?
Call it “the cafe question.” Any given weekday you can stroll by any given coffee shop in the city and see dozens of people milling about, casually sipping and eating and reading and it’s freakin’ noon on a Tuesday and you’re like, wait, don’t these people work? Don’t they have jobs? They can’t all be students and trust-fund babies and cocktail waitresses and drummers in struggling rock bands who live at home with their moms.
Of course, they’re not. Not all of them, anyway. Some are creative types. Some are corporate rejects. Some are recovering cube slaves now dedicated full time to working on their paintings. Some are world travelers who left their well-paying gigs months ago to cruise around Vietnam on a motorcycle before returning to start an import-export business in rare hookahs. And we look at them and go, What is wrong with these people?
It’s a bitter duality: We scowl at those who decide to chuck it all and who choose to explore something radical and new and independent, something more attuned with their passions, even as we secretly envy them and even as our inner voices scream and applaud and throw confetti.
Our culture allows almost no room for creative breaks. There is little tolerance for seeking out a different kind of “work” that doesn’t somehow involve cubicles and widening butts and sour middle managers monitoring your e-mail and checking your Web site logs to see if you’ve wasted a precious 37 seconds of company time browsing blowfish.com or reading up on the gay marriage apocalypse.
We are at once infuriated by and enamored with the idea that some people can just up and quit their jobs or take a leave of absence or take out a loan to go back to school, how they can give up certain “mandatory” lifestyle accoutrements in order to dive back into some seemingly random creative/emotional/spiritual endeavor that has nothing to do with paying taxes or the buying of products or the boosting of the GNP. It just seems so … un-American. But it is so, so needed.
Case in point No. 1: I have this sister. She is deep in medical school right now, studying to be a naturopathic doctor at Bastyr University just outside Seattle, the toughest school of its kind in the nation, and the most difficult to get into, especially if you’ve had no formal medical training beforehand, as my sister hadn’t.
She got in. She bucked all expectation and thwarted the temptation to quit and take a well-paying corporate job and she endured the incredibly brutal first year and rose to the top of her class. Oh and by the way, she did it all when she was over 40. With almost no money. While going through an ugly, debt-ridden divorce.
Oh you’re so lucky that you have the means to do that, we think. I’d love to do that but I can’t because I have too many a) bills b) babies c) doubts, we insist. We always think such lives are for others and never for ourselves, something people with huge chunks of cash reserves or huge hunks of time or huge gobs of wildly ambitious talent can do. It is never for us.
And truly, this mind-set is the national plague, a fate worse than death.
And while it must be acknowledged that there are plenty who are in such dire financial or emotional circumstances that they simply cannot bring change, no matter how much they might wish it, you still always gotta ask: How much is legit, and how much is an excuse born of fear?
The powers that be absolutely rely on our lethargy, our rampant doubts, the attitude that says that it’s just too difficult or too impracticable to break away. After all, to quit a bland but stable job, to follow your own path implies breaking the rules and asking hard questions and dissing the status quo. And they absolutely cannot have that.
Case in point No. 2: I have a young and rather brilliant S.O., a specialist in goddesses and mystics and world religions, who is right now working on a book, a raw funky spirituality “anti-guide” for younger women. She took a six-month leave of absence from a very decent, reliable, friendly administrative job so as to focus on the creation of this project.
And while she has no trust fund, she does have the “luxury” of small parental loans to help her through, though it hardly matters: Giving up her respectable gig was insanely stressful and wracked with doubt. Leave a honest job? Give up paid health care? Have no reliable source of income for months on end? Trade calm stability for risk and random chance? No way, most people say. And of course, it was the absolute best choice she could’ve made. Time instantly became more fluid and meaningful. Mental clutter vanished. Possibility grinned.
Case in point No. 3: Not long ago, the CEO of one of the largest and most powerful international real estate firms in the nation quit his job. Stepped down. Not, as you might imagine, for retirement and not to play more golf and not to travel the world staying only in Four Seasons suites, but to work on rebuilding his relationship with his estranged wife.
My insider source tells me it was one of the most touching, and unexpected, and incredibly rare corporate memos they had ever seen. No one — I mean no one in this culture is supposed to quit a job like that just for, what again? Love? Relationship? It’s simply not done. But of course, it absolutely should be.
We are designed, weaned, trained from Day 1 to be productive members of society. And we are heavily guilted into believing that must involve some sort of droning repetitive pod-like dress-coded work for a larger corporate cause, a consumerist mechanism, a nice happy conglomerate.
But the truth is, God, the divine true spirit loves nothing more than to see you unhinge and take risk and invite regular, messy, dangerous upheaval. This is exactly the energy that thwarts the demons of stagnation and conservative rot and violent sanctimonious bloody Mel Gibson-y religion, one that would have all our work be aimed at continuously patching up our incessant potholes of ugly congenital guilt, as opposed to contributing to the ongoing orgiastic evolution of spirit.
It is not for everyone. It implies incredibly difficult choices and arranging your life in certain ways and giving up certain luxuries and many, many people seemed locked down and immovable and all done with exploring new options in life, far too deeply entrenched in debts and family obligations and work to ever see such unique light again. Maybe you know such people. Maybe you are such people.
But then again, maybe not. This is the other huge truism we so easily forget: There is always room. There are always choices we can begin to make, changes we can begin to invite, rules we can work to upset, angles of penetration we can try to explore. And if that’s not worth trying, well, what is?
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gnohz
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Fallenphoenix
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there's a limit on how much u can tweak with JPEG and it's easier to do it with raw, which is pretty much tweaking 2 bars, temperature and tint. I can't remember when and how i did for JPEG, it was years ago. =( nonetheless, it seems doable with ur pics, as they re not grossly off. hmm, if i didn't recall wrongly, i used filters when i was still dealing with jpegs (i was a photoshop hopeless back then, even now too. lol)
#10 Syria - Palmyra, The ancient City
In the middle of the Syrian Desert is without doubt the most beautiful and magnificent of the Syrian historic sites, Palmyra. This Arab commercial metropolis, which has now turned pink with age, used to be on the old Silk Road. Close your eyes, imagine and you can see the magnificence of the vibrant kindgom
#11 Syria - Palmyra , The Decumanus
The colonnaded street, or the decumanus, which is the main axis of the city runs from northwest to southeast for 1.2 Km. Starting from the Temple of Bel which is on the southeast side towards the Arab castle on the northwest side. Nearly at the beginning of the colonnade is the monumental arch, which has been very well preserved and is almost always the vestige with which Palmyra is associated.
#12 Syria - Palmyra , Temple Of Bel.
The temple is set on an artificial mound that dates back to the 2nd millennium BC and it is almost sure that this site has always been the site of a shrine. This sanctuary is walled and has a courtyard in the center of it, and in the center of the courtyard the cella, which is the original place of worship.
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Thanks... can continue telling me until I get sick of hearing it? hahah (which is probably never) The narcisisstic personality disorder obviously prevalent in me:devil:
Hi pupuce, thanks so much for taking the time to answer my queries. Really appreciate it
Wow, so you were technically away for 20 months!I think Singapore is so safe that we just take safety for granted. It should be a good experience to be overseas and get some idea and knowledge which we don't get at home. Thanks for sharing the stories. I'll keep that in mind. There's really a need to plan how to keep ourselves as well as our money safe!
I think I should also start a thread so I can have some motivation to sort out my favourite photos too
Singapore is Indeed very safe, we all take it for granted.. Before my trip, my german friend sent me a link with real life stories from travellers about the dangers on the road, especially in South america.. He felt that being a singaporean, I have no idea what is real danger.. goin to JB is already very dangerous..:bigeyes: after reading, I was freaked out and very anxious about what will befall me on my journey, especially being a solo femaile traveller will make me more vulnerable. some indeed did happen but as long as we have no bodily harm, everything can be managed.
YOU should starta link too.. it is great to share the photos and inspire people to travel further and further. The world is so huge.. even with my regular travels since i was young and my 15 mths stint, I have only covered 28% of the world
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Woah woah woah woah woah.. Let me get this straight. You took all those pictures without the use of a tripod?
I totally love your thread. Though i am only 15, i wish to travel around the world (or most of it) and enjoy the different cultures and sceneries.
Keep up the awesome work!
I totally love your thread. Though i am only 15, i wish to travel around the world (or most of it) and enjoy the different cultures and sceneries.
Keep up the awesome work!
sinned79
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u dun really need to shoot on a tripod most of the time (except for night shots). once u have shoot enough, u can hand held for most shots and still shoot. but if the horizon is not straight, dun fret, u still can use your photoshop to correct the horizon. sometimes during travels, u dun have much time to camp your tripod and shoot.
Cute.. only 15 years old and dreaming big..very well done! Dont lose that dream along the way!
Sinned79 said it all.. it is not necessary to have a tripod except for low light situation which is pretty frequent if you travelling on the road for a while. Sunrise, sunset, evening safaris, indoor market place, in someone's home, night market,.. I tooks some really crappy photos in those situation or didnt take at all..
Even though the travel tripod weigh slightly below 1kg.. every single gram counts for me. Its like with 1 kg, I am better off having a book, my bottle of hair conditioner, or extra spices for my daily cooking, s small pack of rice..
I left with 16kg backpack and came home with 25 kgs..
The next photo is for you.. it is taken in the night at at a waterhole.. cute jittery giraffe. (but not sharp)
Cheers,
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Namibia-Okaukuejo waterhole, Cautious
(taken without Tripod)
A very busy night at the waterhole. I stayed for a about 3 hours.. during this time, I saw a group of 3 giraffes, 3 rhinos, two lions and one lone elephant..its unfortunate that I dont have a tripod or a video to record the serenity of that night(taken without Tripod)
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st0pandst4re
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one word... RESPECT! :bsmilie:
I doubt I'll ever have the money, time, or courage to dump everything down and do what you did.. but then again.. no one knows where life would take us!
Hope to see more amazing photos and stories! :thumbsup:
I doubt I'll ever have the money, time, or courage to dump everything down and do what you did.. but then again.. no one knows where life would take us!
Hope to see more amazing photos and stories! :thumbsup:
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