Your Broad (No Longer) Abroad,
Dacy
Oh, you know, just a couple pictures from a roll of black and white film I shot in January. It's only taken the entirety of my stay in England + a month or two since I've been back to develop, but no big whoop. It's done, right? I'm getting close to being done with all my film photos and that is so sad. Having these photos to go through makes the transition back to reality all the more bearable. I get to have all the little moments again. Sigh. Until next time.
Your Broad (No Longer) Abroad, Dacy
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I finally made it to Fromex, Long Beach's local photo shop, and got four rolls developed. Two B/W and two color. Since I didn't label any of the film, there was no way of knowing which rolls were from which cities. It was a gamble and I surprisingly chose two rolls from our first stop, Barcelona. Even better, I chose one color and one b/w. Since I've already written about Barcelona, I won't yammer away anymore, except to say, I can't wait to go back (however many years that may take, I don't know). That's all for Barcelona. Can't wait to see the rest.
Your Broad (No Longer) Abroad, Dacy Sadly, this photo is missing Frankie, the final hilarious housemate. It's also blurry. Still it'll be a reminder of how fantastic my housemates are and all the good times we've shared. Douglas with his strange love for hypotheticals and obsession with ice cream will always be my British Veronica Mars partner. Amelie still gets to be my bud cause she hopped across the pond and is back in Long Beach as well. The experience would have likely been so different without her. I probably would never have met these people because I would not have had the balls to show up in England without a place to live. And Jack will always be my grocery/cooking pal, chauffeur, and Glastonbury tent mate. So many good times even if a lot of them were just in our kitchen or sitting on a bed watching tv with wine or cider. The housemates will be/are already missed. Good times. Good good times.
It's almost appropriate that this picture is blurry. I've been back in the States for barely a week and already the whole experience feels a dream, a lovely surreal stay in the beauty of temperate England. I would definitely go back and work/live in England. Your Broad (no longer) Abroad, Dacy Amsterdam was nothing short of fantastic, beautiful, inspiring- pretty much all the positive words. It truly felt like all the people I met, or even just walked by, were happier than the rest of the world. It was simultaneously baffling and endearing and enchanting enough to make me want to move there for at least a few years. Despite Amsterdam's reputation for being a haven for drugs and prostitution, there was hardly anything distinctly noticeable or seedy. I even got lost for about an hour at night and even though I felt a tad unsafe, no one bothered me and I made it to the hostel unharmed.
The cycling culture is unparalleled to any place I've visited both in the States and in Europe (although I'm going to Copenhagen in a few weeks and they're also supposed to have an extensive cycling network). The organization involved in their bike lanes and the ease with which people rode was intimidating and inspiring. I have also lost touch with the art of cycling and was definitely a noticeable tourist. A lot of the time people cycled with a person just sitting side saddle on the bike rack. Or there was the impressive parent/adult cycling with two children sitting in a front loading cargo basket and another child side saddle on the back bike rack. Now that is some serious cycling. A few weeks back I posted pictures of my housemates Amelie and Jack. Douglas was excluded simply because his photo was taken on a roll of 35mm slide film and there was about a 2-3 week wait for it to be developed and scanned. Anywho, here he is appreciating a cup of tea and that lovely English sun! Your Broad Abroad,
Dacy Slide film has been returned to me, so here are the remaining pictures from my trip to Brussels and Bruges. It's quite a pleasure to see my photos in slide format as opposed to negatives.
I developed this roll of black and white film at University of Kent's Photography Society photo lab. Then I had the negatives scanned at Jessops. It's a shame I haven't used more black and white film. It's pretty special. I have two more rolls that have yet to be developed, but I'm eager to see.
With the exception of the last three, these were all taken in London. They're all from around my first few weeks in the UK way back in January and it's sort of bittersweet seeing these for the first time just as my trip is speeding to a palpable end. Brighton is an amazing city with a lot of diversity and great food Indian food (Curry Leaf Cafe). I happened to go during the first weekend of their month-long Brighton Festival and got to see an Australian circus troop, Circa, perform a show called Beyond. Unfortunately they don't allow photography, so no snaps of that. But the show was pretty spectacular- full of humor and strange creatures and magnificent displays of human strength, agility, and grace. One particularly great detail, and pleasure, was their careful attention to transitions from one act to the next.
It was mostly raining, but the city is beautiful even when you're cold and wet. The hostel was...mediocre. And a tad far from the center of the city, but it made for good walks. I bought some film at a teeny tiny camera shop (Clock Tower Cameras) that was packed tight with supplies and new/used cameras. They had Ilford black and white disposable cameras and I should have bought one. Kicking myself about that now. A few weekends ago, I got to check out some more seaside towns- Westgate on Sea, Margate, and Herne Bay. Vastly different from Southern California beaches, but equally as gorgeous. One of the many little joys of English beaches are the jaunty beach huts dotting the coast with splashes of vibrant color. The weather on the drive out with housemate Jack, his parents, and their ridiculously adorable dog Finley, was just a sunny delight. The drive took us through so much greenery- flat fields of various shades of green, vibrant yellow flower patches, and the inevitable endless sky of fluffy clouds that I will forever associate with English springtime. We indulged in a drink at a random pub, enjoyed fish and chips on the beach, and took in all the glorious sea and seaside tulips in Herne Bay. It was an extra treat to play with Finley the dog and snuggle his soft paws and ears. It made me miss my little nugget buddy, Kingsley. It was genuinely a fantastic day and such a pleasure to meet housemate Jack's fam bam. While in Germany, I went on a bit of wild goose chase for film. Finally found some and took a lot of pictures, but it turns out I bought slide film. Jessops is developing it, but it's going to be a few weeks since they had to send it away. Thus, I don't have many pictures of Brussels or Bruges just yet. It will be exciting to see how the slides turn out. But for now, here are a few: Your Broad Abroad,
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