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Mt. Everest

Mt. Everest

I’ve been slowly posting images for sale to the website Fine Art America. I like them because, I feel, their markup is minimal, but more importantly they offer a bunch of different options from fancy mental printing to small, custom greeting cards. I make no secret that I like producing images but don’t like sitting in front of a computer editing, and I especially don’t like the business end of it. That’s where Fine Art America comes in. If someone wants a photograph, there are seemingly countless options available. Instead of myself and an interested person e-mailing back and forth about size, mattes, frames, shipping, etc., Fine Art America takes care of everything — and shows the customer what they’re getting in real-time.

The reason I bring this up, is with the holidays around the corner, I have received a few e-mails from people looking to buy prints off of my blog. That makes me happy for a couple of reasons. The first is the obvious selling of images, but also because people are seeing my images and liking them enough to shoot an e-mail about buying them. It’s been a nice couple of weeks, and while I’m not about to retire or buy a new camera with my spike in sales, it’s a nice “self high-five” along the way.

Now, the image above has nothing to do with selling pictures, Fine Art America, or even the upcoming holidays. It’s just a picture of Mount Everest, towering 29,029 feet (8,848 meters) above the Earth’s surface. Flying from India to Bhutan our plane flight right alongside the mountain. Somebody up above was smiling down on us because we had the best window seats ever on the correct side of the plane for both flights to and from Bhutan.

As we were soaring high above the mountains, I looked out the window occasionally at all of the mountain peaks standing tall as far as the eye could see. One peak in particular caught my eye. I told my wife, “For some reason, I wonder if that is Mount Everest.” I recalled Everest having a double-peak, and for whatever reason it looked vaguely familiar to some of the pictures I remembered seeing. No sooner did we finish our discussion then the pilot click on his microphone and told everyone that Mount Everest was out the plane’s left side. To this day, I’m still damn proud of myself for recognizing Everest randomly along the way.

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City Life in Kathmandu, Nepal

When my wife and I travel, we try to keep with local customs and traditions when it comes to appearance, eating at restaurants and the general way of life. So in the markets of Kathmandu, Nepal, where bartering is a way of life, we struggled a bit.

Walking down one of the streets, a navy blue “Nepal” T-shirt caught my eye. I hadn’t seen the shirt anywhere before and it was our next-to-last day in the country. We went into the store to ask about price and size, and the shopkeeper threw out a price that was, and I’m not exaggerating, US$5.12. I realize that bartering is the way of life, but I couldn’t bring myself to haggle him down to something equivalent to US$4 or $4.50. That extra dollar will mean a lot more to the shopkeeper than it will to I, but it’s difficult because I don’t want to be a “big, dumb tourist” and get taken advantage of. Also, however, I can’t argue with a guy over $1.12 difference on a T-shirt.

It is a cool shirt, though.

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Nepal Power Struggles

Kathmandu may be the world’s only capital city with a power issue. I am not speaking of politics, I mean actual electrical power. They call it “load shedding” and several hours a day the electricity is cut in different neighborhoods to give everyone in the city an equal share of the misery. It’s so frequent, the schedule is posted.

Our first night in Nepal, for example, we went to a pub and ordered food and beers before six o’clock, because that would be it until 10:30pm for electricity. Sure enough, nearly six on the nose the music died, the lights went dark, and all we heard was the gentle sound of rain falling on the canvas roof. The soft glow of candles on each table gave it a cozy, warm, comforting feeling.

Since it’s a regularily scheduled occurance (the following day was 5am to 10am, and again 6pm to 8:30pm) most places are well-prepared. Slowly the generators were started up, the music came back on and life went on as usual. For the few minutes the power was out, it was a nice reminder of how we (in the United States) can take the simple things in life for granted. At home, we have hot running water 24-hours a day, and enough electricity to power anything we could imagine. Here, they’re fine with electricity only half of the day, and adjust accordingly the rest of the time.

And God love ’em for keeping the beer cold.

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