#2 Gone With The Wind

Hi sweeties.  How's October for you so far?  Cosy?

I'm on a short break and during my trip here I experienced the tail end of Hurricane Maria and even in her weakened state she's anything but cosy.  Especially if you're travelling.  And travelling in a small plane.  And an even smaller boat!

So we reached our destination with shaky legs, and even shakier fingers on the button of the paucity of photographic equipment here that can "talk" to you.  So this post will be brief.  And photos briefer.  For we managed just three shots of the subject matter before going out to dinner.   

At our new photoshoot spot and using his new Kindle, The Photographer promptly claimed it wasn't taking photos.  It was.  Of carpet, curtains and other decor in the room as it turned out.  Anything but me.

If you've experienced a grown man stabbing his finger at a piece of A5-sized plastic, then you will know it is not a pretty sight.

So I stepped in with a selfie to show him that the device was working, but just not for him.  Turns out I look a bit of a mad woman when trying to prove a point.

I hurriedly came up with a plan B.  I would have to settle for one of those blogger OOTD selfies.   But that was only marginally better than the curtain shots so I gave up on that idea.

Miraculously, TP then managed a shot that wasn't of snippets of the room's soft furnishings.  This is it.  I'd better talk you through it because this photo does not speak a thousand words.  It's barely mumbling a few strung together syllables with any clarity. 

So I give you black loose tunic top, black jeans, black boots.  Trust me.  That is what I wore.

I'm hoping that by tomorrow the shakes will have calmed, Maria will have puffed away and this sorry little episode will have gone with the wind.

I'll wake up and think of some way to get better photographs to you.  

After all, tomorrow is another day.

A la perchoine.