the other side of the mountain

First of all, I need to apologise for the previous entry. Public displays of introspection are invariably embarrassing. It does demonstrate one thing, though: audience participation can go a long way towards redeeming a shitty production.

Moving swiftly onwards – on Sunday I joined the happy+ throng++ at the second get-together of the Cape Town Flickr Meetup Group in Kalk Bay. There’s a convoluted story behind how I ended up there (when I had initially expected to be elsewhere), but I won’t bore you with the details. “Convoluted” doesn’t necessarily translate into “interesting”. I got to meet worthies such as Other-Duke, Betenoir and the venerable Coda. Okay, who wants to touch me?

Our group attracted many nervous glances from the passers-by, which is understandable. After all, random clusters of weird people milling around on street corners excitedly brandishing cameras is perhaps not an everyday occurrence… Hang on – what am I saying? This is Cape Town. Maybe we were just a little bit too scruffy and disreputable to pass as tourists? Before the authorities swooped in to arrest us on suspicion of being too scruffy and disreputable to be tourists, we scattered in various directions to boldly seek out new civilisations photo opportunities.

After reconvening at Cape to Cuba some time later for drinks and chilli poppers, topics of discussion ranged from photography+++ to new project ideas, including Stalkr and Vomitr. Good times.

+ Yes, yes, I suppose it’s possible that some of them were crying on the inside

++ about twelve people. I’m still not sure what the minimum entrance requirements are for official throngitude, but I live on the edge

+++ No, really – I swear!