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When in Pisa, do as the Asians do
I saw this coming early on in our 9-day tour on Carnival Cruise Line's new Carnival Magic and thought "I wonder how long it will be until we start saying dismissively: "Oh, more old stuff" but continued shooting photos, more than 1200 so far, to record what we had seen.
Recording our time at major landmarks with historical significance required that we be in the shot. Otherwise we could simply Google it and choose from a number of other photos, most of which would be better than mine. So off to what I thought was the good side of the tower, the one professional photographers would have chosen, to take our personalized photo we went. The plan was to be really inventive and use trick photography to make it look like I was holding up the tower. It's really technical, I came to find out.
Today I learned that it is difficult to tell "the photographer" what to do as they are the ones that are actually looking through the camera lens. When that photographer is your wife who has a new, well-deserved camera and takes some fabulous shots without your input, the moon and the stars align to make for a situation that can go sour really fast.
Such was the case as I tried to direct this scene with the sun at my back.
All I got out of that was the looming meltdown that has to happen on every journey, just to get over the regular life vs. travel life tension in the air. One blow-up and we are propelled into the next dimension, the one that allows us to move along and enjoy traveling.
Suddenly I found myself wishing I had paid more attention/tattooed on my body the helpful photo tips of Gadling's Dana Murph which I had read but was having difficulty recalling right now in the heat of battle.
Moving to the other side of the tower, the side where the light was good, it was obvious that this was where we needed to be to take this photo.
I wanted one of the photos you may have seen before. One with the tower being held up, pushed over, or coming out of the pants or heart of somebody.
I was not alone.
Apparently the desire to be attached to the Leaning Tower Of Pisa is a universal one that transcends all ages, races, colors or creeds.
It did look like Asians are big on showing themselves pushing the tower over while other peoples of the world seem to want to hold it up and/or have expressions of horror on their faces as they attempt to make it look like the tower is falling on them.
I'm not sure if that means anything. If I had more time I might have polled these people with a battery of qualifying questions but we had just one day here.
I settled for a photo of my open hand holding up/stroking the tower, the open hand being universally accepted as a non-threatening symbol of friendship.