I can now start counting the days to New Year. The traditional New Years fireworks have been cancelled due to Covid-19, but we have not shot them anyways, we have seen the ones our town fires, but I can live without them. I will post some photos from the past years. Not my specialty , but they are my humble attempt from 2016.
We celebrated New Year 2016 in India, Goa. There were so many people on the beach with us… so many. Many of them had never seen the ocean before…we also participated in the tradition of sending fire balloons or are they sky lanterns into the sky. It was a New Year Celebration like no other.
I will be posting new and old photos somehow related to winter, Christmas and eventually anticipation of new year. My aim is to take one new photo a day, but not going to stress over it, if I don’t come up with anything.
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In my memories I am Still at Chapora river in India. the colorful houses, boats, they fit. Here in Finland I think these colors look too bright, vibrant, but over there…just perfect. I took so many photos of these fishing boat. Most likely you will be, enough is enough.
I have not been able to take all that many photos lately, but I have been editing my old photos. This month I am going to be posting those, I hope you like them, I found new views to them as they have been out of sight, out of mind for a while.
My first one is from India, Goa. Let this entry lead us to a trip of memories. Welcome to my colorful memories from my travels.
I like so many of us to love travel, near or far. Here are photos from a trip I took to India – Goa. Even thought it is more a tourist place than many others, the reality and the poverty was a shock to me. The colors and smells left and lasting imprint into my memory. Here are the photos I chose to this WPC PHOTO CHALLENGE Wanderlust. May the last one be the main photo, a little boy digging a ditch – and not for fun, still happily waving his hand with smile on his face.
This is going to be my last post about my trip, most like all are bored of them by now. BUT every now and them there might be a picture from here and there.
This is the largest and the best-preserved Portuguese bastion in Goa and was built in 1609-12, to control the entry into the river Mandovi and to protect Old Goa from potential enemy attacks.
Strategically located at the estuary of the river Mandovi, this fort was constructed in 1612 as a guard against invasions from the Dutch and the Marathas. The walls of this fort are 5 metres high and 1.3 metres wide. Little surprise then that this remains to be the only fort that was not conquered by any invaders during the 450 yearlong rule of the Portuguese empire.
Most of my photos are about the locals, the way of life there. I found that there were not so many sights to see there. The difference is so vast that it left an impression. The colors, the strong sun, poverty and skooters and cars and that there was so many people everywhere.
This place is located close to Miramar beach in Panaji . Lanes leading to this place are narrow and under construction. Our driver took us through the locals way. This place has a nice promenade right into the sea and there are many shops on one side selling local handicrafts, clothes and snacks. the other tourists were mainly locals. We climbed up the stairs to the top and enjoy a great view of the vast Arabian sea in front.
Panjim is India’s smallest capital city and was occupied by the Portuguese for over 450 years.
This old district or latin quarter has a completely different atmosphere from the hustle and bustle of the main city, with its Mediterranean appearance, narrow streets and overhanging balconies of the ancient Portuguese style houses.
The old world charm of the area is retained due to the fact that most houses in the area, which are built in the classic Portuguese style are still painted in the traditional colours of pale yellow, green or blue, and have red-tiled roofs with overhanging balconies.