...or ruining the moment?As much as I love taking photos, writing about my travels and sharing stories, sometimes I don't love it so much.
This dawned on me at the Angkor temples. One morning I found myself spending ages trying to take the 'perfect photo'. Different angles, with flash, without flash, different settings, camera upsidedown, etc. Walking around with my camera constantly in my hand. Later that afternoon my batteries died. This was a blessing in disguise. 
Following my initial disappointment at missed opportunities I learned to enjoy my new independence. Soon I was properly immersed in the Angkor experience. Forgetting my trigger-happy ways I was able to enjoy the experience without thinking about trying to capture it.
Following my initial disappointment at missed opportunities I learned to enjoy my new independence. Soon I was properly immersed in the Angkor experience. Forgetting my trigger-happy ways I was able to enjoy the experience without thinking about trying to capture it. No waiting for people to move out of my frame. 
No wondering if I should come back at sunset to shoot in better light. No staring at my compact chunk of metal and glass instead of the ancient ruins all around me. Just plain immersion in this unique experience. Wandering around and letting my thoughts flow without the constant interuption of my digital companion.
No wondering if I should come back at sunset to shoot in better light. No staring at my compact chunk of metal and glass instead of the ancient ruins all around me. Just plain immersion in this unique experience. Wandering around and letting my thoughts flow without the constant interuption of my digital companion.Sometimes I find myself so pre-occupied with capturing a moment, an image, an experience, that I'm forgetting the whole purpose of being there in the first place; to enjoy the moment.
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