Imagine stepping out of your back yard and this is your view? I would just throw up a hammock between these two palm trees, pop open a bottle of vino, and call it a day. Up and down the Mayan Riviera you can find numerous little towns with views just like this one. This happens to be in Akumal which means “place of the turtles” in Mayan. This beach is a popular nesting ground for endangered Green sea turtles. You can actually swim out to where the boats are, peek into the water, and witness these beautiful creatures swimming right below the surface. After a nice swim, it’s back to the hammock to finish off the bottle of vino and enjoy the view. Now that’s what I call paradise.
We hardly ever get rain in the L.A. area, especially in July. So when I peeked outside and saw the blanket of clouds throughout the southland, I figured this might be a nice photo opportunity. I headed out to one of my favorite locations (the Griffith Observatory) hoping to catch some nice shots. As I was getting out of my car, I could not believe the glorious colors that were illuminating the evening sky. I quickly dashed up the stairs, shoved past the tourists, and quickly set up my camera and tripod before the colors were gone. I was so focused on capturing the sunset that it wasn’t until I returned home and reviewed my photos that I noticed a couple on the ledge enjoying a quiet romantic moment. If I had noticed them earlier, I would have asked for their info in case they wanted a copy of the photo for posterity. So if you were on a date at the Griffith Observatory on July 18, hit me up and share your story. Unless, of course, you don’t want to be found out since your weren’t supposed to be there to begin with. Ahh, forbidden love…so romantic.
I admit…I am a huge Beatles fan. It has always fascinated me how they influenced music, art, culture, and politics on such a global scale in a span of only 7 years. And here we are, almost 50 years later and their influence is still being felt. So driving around Los Angeles last winter, I couldn’t help but notice the marketing campaign by Apple promoting The Beatles on iTunes. It seems everywhere I was driving, I saw the larger than life Beatles staring down on the city. As far as advertisements go, it’s actually pretty cool. The simplicity of the black & white billboards is striking, especially when you compare it with all the other flashy billboards around it. It comes across more like a museum piece rather than an ad for an online music store. Sort of reminds me of the iconic “Think Different” campaign Apple had back in the late 90‘s with other larger than life figures like Picasso, Jackie Robinson, and Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. (to name a few). This being the busiest corner in Hollywood, I figured I better snap a photo before the latest Adam Sandler movie poster takes it place.
One of these years I am going to break down and finally attend Burning Man. I have been invited on many occasions and always find an excuse not to go. The thought of hanging out in the middle of the scorching desert, late in the summer, with sand blowing wildly in every direction, does not really appeal to me. Then there is the fear of tiny grains of sand creeping into my camera’s innards. I would not be able to afford the antidepressant medication if that were to happen. Unfortunately, I get to miss out on all the creative works of art that can only be seen during the festival (some are even burned down). Take for example this beautiful sculpture celebrating feminine beauty by the artist Marco Cochrane. She was unveiled at Burning Man in 2010. Lucky for us, Marco decided not to burn her down and we can all admire her graceful pose with the San Francisco skyline as a backdrop. Her name is Bliss Dance.
Have you ever heard of Laguna Bacalar? Not many people have. As you drive south along the lone highway in the Mayan Riviera, you’ll come across this small community situated on a beautiful lagoon. It is the second largest fresh water lake in Mexico but gets very few crowds. The locals also call it the lagoon of the seven colors.
I’m seriously thinking of jumping in a plane after Thanksgiving dinner, flying down to Cancun airport, then driving 4 hours to Bacalar, get out of the car and take a running jump into the lagoon. I should probably have my swimming trucks ready.