Lost in Translation

Travel by sight, smell and sound, not time.

Shinkansen platform in the Tōhoku region | Sony X100iv

I have a strange way of vacationing.

I make no specific plan. Instead, I pick a general neighborhood for the day.

Every morning, I dress. More importantly, I sorted out my small shoulder bag with cameras, lenses, and films. I then wear a camera around my neck.

Tram at night in Prague | Canon G7xii

I walk around. Observe the details. Smell the scent. Taste local delicacy.

Some say I don’t see enough attractions. But I would much rather avoid seas of tourists.

After rush hour commute at the Franklin D. Roosevelt in Paris | Leica M240 + Summicron 35mm f/2 v2

To truly experience a different city, better yet, a different country, is to weave through its very fabric.

Let the boundary of time dissolve. There is no rush for vacation.

Side walk during blue hour in London | Leica M240 + Summicron 35mm f/2 v2