When I go back to the states, I don’t seem as motivated to take photos as I am in Kyrgyzstan or other places. I guess it’s because everything is too familiar (and anyway, I spent most of my time in front of a TV bigger than I am, watching Law and Order re-runs). So out of more than two weeks in the states, the only photos I have are from a day trip to the Jersey Shore.
Yes, I’m from Philadelphia, so we call it “the shore”. I ate a cheesesteak and ice cream but unfortunately couldn’t handle any of the other obligatory boardwalk treats (funnel cake, water ice, etc). I gawked at everything like a foreign tourist and tried to capture some of this true Americana feeling, so I could bring it back to Bishkek with me and maybe remind myself every once in a while that this…
…this is kind of part of who I am.
Just a little bit though.