The effort continues and I'm in Italy but there are relatively-few pics from that stage even when the ride up the west coast of Italy was one of the most beautiful I had ever experienced in my life, even when it was on Haximoto, the 170cc motor scooter.
There had been a non-crash in the smallish mountains surrounding Genoa in which the fully-laden scooter went over but I didn't go with it except for fighting to keep it standing. There was no chance to hold her up and the camera hit the ground with the result looking terminal. I tried starting it but strange results came and it had no idea what it was doing. It appeared to be a deceased photographic device but it surprised me some time later by coming back to life.
Note: what's the surprise? You know machines lie (larfs). It turns out they're sometimes malingerers as well.
There won't be any pics in the MAP if I didn't shoot them myself but I was thinking possibly making it public opens the opportunity for others to add to it. Regrettably, that usually draws flies so it's probably not a good idea. Next thing you know, some wart brain will be loading dick pics into it.
So Italy is a bit of a pause since the stages before and after can be loaded with pics but not so much Italy and I don't like the gap. There doesn't appear to be a good answer beyond make the best of it so this part of the review won't last much longer.
Marginally-relevant side-note: I was standing on the porch outside even though it's lightly raining because the Sun doesn't matter much, there's a temperate feeling to things, and it's not sitting in front of a computer. From there I can survey the world through the RayBans and I saw a woman striding forthrightly down the street. She was kind of pudgy but I thought, heya lady, hat tip on trying to work that off. I was all ready to give her a neighborly wave (no idea who she was) but she had her ear buds and was following a mesmerism. I hope she finds it. I'm kind of partial to mesmerisms.
There had been a non-crash in the smallish mountains surrounding Genoa in which the fully-laden scooter went over but I didn't go with it except for fighting to keep it standing. There was no chance to hold her up and the camera hit the ground with the result looking terminal. I tried starting it but strange results came and it had no idea what it was doing. It appeared to be a deceased photographic device but it surprised me some time later by coming back to life.
Note: what's the surprise? You know machines lie (larfs). It turns out they're sometimes malingerers as well.
There won't be any pics in the MAP if I didn't shoot them myself but I was thinking possibly making it public opens the opportunity for others to add to it. Regrettably, that usually draws flies so it's probably not a good idea. Next thing you know, some wart brain will be loading dick pics into it.
So Italy is a bit of a pause since the stages before and after can be loaded with pics but not so much Italy and I don't like the gap. There doesn't appear to be a good answer beyond make the best of it so this part of the review won't last much longer.
Marginally-relevant side-note: I was standing on the porch outside even though it's lightly raining because the Sun doesn't matter much, there's a temperate feeling to things, and it's not sitting in front of a computer. From there I can survey the world through the RayBans and I saw a woman striding forthrightly down the street. She was kind of pudgy but I thought, heya lady, hat tip on trying to work that off. I was all ready to give her a neighborly wave (no idea who she was) but she had her ear buds and was following a mesmerism. I hope she finds it. I'm kind of partial to mesmerisms.
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