chatting about blogging…

I enjoy looking over my Stats pages, especially seeing how many views and who my followers are.   I follow most in return, and have quite a variety of site-types.  I love to see the wonderful photos on the travel-type sites, because travel has always been one of my favorite pastimes, but one I can’t really do any more for a variety of reasons: mainly lack of discretionary funds, and the fact that I’m just not able to do all that running through airports and dragging heavy bags!   Especially the carry-on (which I insisted on carrying-on all too many things…) and — since I had a lap-top, dragging that around.   Laptops can get very heavy.   But in reality, that was a few years ago, like at least ten years ago, that I even had a laptop.   Now I would take my tablet with me, which is much more manageable.

One of the things that used to make my bags so heavy were that I insisted on dragging along notebooks and paperback novels enroute to my destination…and vast numbers of books and paper-stuffs from places I had been.

The most recent trips I have been able to take involved flights to Minnesota, and an occasional road-trip with a friend who has time-share condos in various cool places…like Tennessee, South Carolina, and Virginia.   She drove my car, which most people do when driving with me…because I don’t really like driving that much if there is someone else to do it.

Back in the 1990s I made several trips to Mexico, to the wilds of the state of Chiapas, partially in pursuit of research trips which I combined with so-called Reality Tours with an outfit called Global Exchange.    Four times I went on those trips into the mountains to indigenous villages and colonial cities–loved every minute of it!  Also went on a sort of a writer’s and artist’s retreat to a great place in Oaxaca.

I traveled alone when I went on these types of trips, which originated from Mexico city and then on puddle-jumper small jets into deeper Mexico and then ground transportation into even deeper locations.    That was part of the fascination, and contributed to my sense of adventure.  It would have been better had I been younger, perhaps.      My husband and I made numerous vacation trips to Mexico, and we sort of specialized in archeological sites.    The last time I went down there before my husband died in 2000, he met me in Mexico City after a two week research trip to Chiapas.   He declined participating in these activities of mine because, for one reason, he said “guys with machine guns are not my idea of fun.”

So to get back to blogging…I have thousands of photos, largely on slides, unfortunately…as they will not be easy for me to access.     The photos that I have include many places in Mexico, Puerto Rico, Spain, Portugal…England…and USA spots in Minnesota, Arizona, the East Coast, Florida…. etc.   I need to work out a schedule of sorts to keep my nose to the grindstone, so to speak, in getting some of this material onto my Blogs…. Sometimes, and Wonderland is a State of Mind.

It isn’t that I think anyone really cares about my carryings-on and going-ons … except ME.  I want my travels and adventures, opinions, experiences…to be “out there” even if no one ever sees them.    The alternative is that these stacks and boxes of slides, CDs, snapshots…just languish in drawers and musty slide-tray holders…for ever–or until someone some day goes through the stuff and dumps it in the landfill.

I have zillions of these types of slides that belonged to relatives of mine (and in-laws) that sit mysteriously in their slide holders.  Sometimes these have notes on them, a date or name, or destination.    Most have endless shots of people that I have no idea of their identity–obscure people standing in front of the Eiffel Tower, in darkest Africa with a group of happy natives, getting on an airplane…getting off a bus…on a boat, in a cabin…. endless.    Who were these people?   Where was that quaint street picture taken?  It could be narrowed down to any of a few dozen of timeless shots of back streets in “old world” cities….could be Quebec, might be Madrid, possibly someplace in Germany…maybe back street Boston?

There is the occasional gem, like the one of some relatives of my husband’s, who had a summer cabin and rowed across a river to attend church on the mainland.   The ladies are wearing hats (a la 1940s) and mink stoles…in a row boat.   That speaks volumes–the desire to impress the rabble living out in the boondocks never dies.   Well, enough of that…I will leave anyone reading this to digest that vision.

 

 

32 thoughts on “chatting about blogging…

    1. when my friend and I drove down south we didn’t have big itineraries, we stopped along the road at yard sales, the Goodwill, various attractions. I think she used up all her time shares for awhile though when her daughter’s daughter got married.

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  1. We still travel by car, but I can’t face the hassle of flying any more. It used to be fun. Slides! I had a very slow scanner with which I transferred the images to the computer. That project took five years, but I now have all the photos I took since 1960. I wouldn’t recommend that to a sane person.

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    1. Is there a better way to do it? I have negative strips for most of them also…I suppose I could have Kinko’s do it, but that would cost a lot. Of course not all of the pics are worth copying, Were yours all slides? The ones I want particularly are the ones we took of Mexican pyramids, etc…the Alhambra, that kind of stuff. When I wrote for the newspaper I used to work with a light table to ready some thing for the paper.

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      1. I don’t know the best way to scan slides inexpensively. We bought a little machine for scanning them, and it never worked satisfactorily. I’d get someone’s personal recommendation before buying anything.

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      2. I’ll check with Steve…I see he had a post today. I had a big scanner contraption once that supposedly did slides and strips…it took forever to do it. I sold the thing. I think maybe some of the newer scanner/printer combos have the capability.

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      3. I just took a quick look around, but it doesn’t look to me like anything I could afford. My son might well know something about it, I’ll check with him. I’m afraid its a you-get-what-you-pay-for cost. 🙂 I think it would take longer and be more hassle thanI could stand. On the other hand, I don’t really need all that many from slides and might be able to afford a few. Some of the places charge about 22 cents a slide, and some have it that you only pay for what you actually want.

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      4. I think I have enough on “modern” disks and CDs to keep me occupied for a long time. 🙂 Then I’ll worry about the slides. I’m not positive when the transition took place, my husband died in 2000, and I don’t think any of his photos were on digital cameras. He used the film cameras. So did I then.

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    2. reminded me of my BFF of 30 years, once she and her family went someplace and she went out and bought a real nifty white suit to wear so she could dress up to go to the airport. Her son said Mom where do you think you’re going! I remember when one would plan what to to wear…now cut-off jeans and clogs are good enough. 🙂

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  2. My husband’s parents were once avid travelers who, many years ago, drove all the way round Australia with their three kids. They took so many photos and slides which, sadly, were all lost in the Ash Wednesday bush fires in Macedon many years ago. They sometimes come with us on our travels now and we enjoy the multi-generational travel. Having the kids with their grandparents changes the dynamics completely. Sadly it’s getting harder now but still we have some wonderful memories and photos of our trips together. Thanks for a great post.

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  3. I liked this article a lot. I can relate. Like to see all the flags of countries and people who visited me. It is very nice and encouraging! ☺
    The traveling now… my longest as far was from Europe to Jamaica and whem my (that time) fiace (now husband) took the carry-on on from me his words were: “This is you carry-on? Did they allow you to take it with you?!”😮It was heavy as hell 😄 I carried my camera, small laptop and some personal stuff in it. I wondered as well nobody checked the weight, but I was also glad. The photos and notes are helping to keep our memories alive! ☺
    Have a blessed day!

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    1. my husband always asked “what is IN this…books?” uh, usually, yeah. People do get away with nearly anything they can jam into their carryon. Or used to, its been awhile. Thanks for commenting and visiting.

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