Perhaps the anonymous moniker of Mrs P is getting old and in need of a revamp. I liked the turn of phrase that came in Dana’s comment, a post or two ago. Mysterious P is a much better name. Here’s a photo that’s a suitable attachment to the name. Will it stick? Probably not. Mrs P is much easier to write. Continue reading
I regularly way over-process photos. I shouldn’t, because I really know better. But I do it anyway. Sometimes, it’s because the screen I’m using isn’t calibrated properly, and whilst the image looks great now, it won’t on any other device. Sometimes, it’s because the image is just a poor image, and a bit of over-processing seems at the time a great way to save it. Instead of delete it, which is what I probably should do. Sometimes, I’m just over enthusiastic, Sometimes, it’s just because I’m lazy and applying a not entirely appropriate preset is just quicker and Continue reading
English weather is what it is. This morning was bright and pleasant. It’s now blowing a gale and chucking down rain. Later it might snow. Or be sunny. Who knows? Last week at Weymouth’s famed beach it looked like a lovely spring day. But most definitely felt like February. The problem is, even come summer, it is likely to feel like February.
This is a 2005 photo from Acapulco, slightly improved via Lightroom and a filter or two. But not entirely salvaged. I was really pleased with the image at the time. The subject was great. But I didn’t frame it right. I cut off their feet. I don’t like cutting off feet. Having said that, I do remember that weekend in Acapulco and the amount of hassle you’re subjected to on the beach by vendors strolling up and down the beach and giving you their sales patter.
By late afternoon, I’d have probably paid someone to go cut off all their feet. Just for some peace and quiet. I speak in jest, of course. These guys and girls have to put in long hours and many miles to scrape a living. I wouldn’t have swapped my patch of beach for their stretch of sand.
Playa Ventura hasn’t changed much in the last four years. Sure there have been some advances. With every visit we notice a few new tiny cabanas and one or two storey buildings spreading down the coastline. A big advance a couple of years ago was the installation of phone lines. Now the wonders of broadband have arrived too, and our restaurant of choice, Dicalei, run by the affable Luis, has an internet cafe inside. Well, there is no real inside. You’d need walls to descibe it as so. But still, with a couple of battered laptops plugged into iffy looking sockets, an internet cafe is what he has.
But it is still, for the time being, a dusty, half made little village in the middle of nowhere, that feels like it should be poverty stricken, and is yet well fed. Numerous adverts painted on walls warning of tuberculosis signal that all is not entirely well though. Sadly the amount of litter is increasing. That’s even sadder considering half the population, dependent on tourism, sits around for most of the day when they could be taking a little more pride in their little off cut of paradise. But still. It’s not bad enough to put you off.
It’s not the only village along the coast, but it is in our opinion one of the nicer ones. And you can always step into the car and drive along the coast road, east or west, and find a different beach to play on for the day. We checked out a couple during our stay, including the lagoon at Chautengo. We’d been before, but this time it was a little flooded for our taste, so we moved on east. Of course I took photos. Click here to see the first batch. More, of the family, are to come. Along with another video, of a crocodile adventure.
I’ve returned from Playa Ventura, which has been our beach vacation of choice since I found the place back in 2005 when Paola, myself and two travelling friends did a big tour of Oaxaca and Guerrero states. I’m not a huge fan of big resorts and prefer tiny little villages that offer non of the creature comforts, little in the way of organized nightlife, and considerably less in the way of litter, pollution and noise. They offer much more in the way of wildlife and natural delights. Turtles come ashore here more frequently than in Acapulco Bay, a couple of hours down the road.
The waves are also a lot bigger and more fun here, although it has to be said swimming is a little riskier. Although, when red flags are flying, there is always the option of a short drive to Chautengo lagoon. The video is short, but gives a brief glimpse into life at Playa Ventura. Photos will come in good time. If you fancy a trip there yourself, you can locate the nearby town of Copala, from which the road to Playa Ventura starts, courtesy of Google Maps by clicking here. The reggae music accompanying my vid, which looks better in HD if you have a decent broadband connection, came courtesy of Screaming ‘Tubes.