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On Being Boring

I moved from London to Brussels with my husband nearly 10 years ago. When I told people we were moving, the news was greeted with bemusement: why did we want to move to a city that was possibly the most boring place on earth? Ten years later and I can honestly say that I've had more fun here than I ever did living in London. It might not be the most exciting city in the world but it is a fantastic place to live. It is full of hidden treasures that you probably never get to see as a tourist: wonderful shops, amazing food, great museums and galleries, beautiful architecture, a forest (yes, a whole forest), and so much more... And if that doesn't convince you, well, get on a train and you could be in Paris, Amsterdam, Cologne or, yes, London in no more than a couple of hours... Which other city can you say that about?

I like this picture

I wanted a picture of the pretty strings of light. I needed a focal point in the foreground to throw them out of focus. I asked Amélie is she would stand in as my focal point for me. She was tired and hungry and wanted to go home. She scowled. But I figured “oh what the heck” and snapped off a few shots anyway. Of those few shots, most were not interesting. Amélie in a grump in a crowd. And then there was this one. Which I immediately showed to everyone on the back of my camera because I loved it so much. I can’t claim I stood there and waited for it, clicking my shutter at just the right moment. It was mostly blind luck (“blind” being the operative word here since I didn’t have my glasses on and really couldn’t see much through my viewfinder at all). But oh how luck favoured me that evening! Amélie just happened to glance off side-ways at exactly the same moment as Mr Cool strode past, with a side-way glance of his very own. His dog and the dog sitting in the road frame her perfectly. The orange tent in the background draws out the orange on his t-shit. Her tattoo-patterned t-shirt reflects his tattoo-adorned arms. And the strings of lights twinkle just as i had originally intended them to! And all of this in the wonderfully surreal setting of Realmont, a tiny French town with it’s huge annual celebration of all things American. I love it. It was the obvious choice for my contribution to this week’s LTWRL post.

25 July 2014 - 10:53 PM Annie - I love it! Funky and artsy and beautiful all in one. I swear. You and your glasses though ;)

25 July 2014 - 10:57 PM Cass - I know Annie! Imagine what I could do if I could actually see! Haha! Must get new glasses!

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