coming and going through la punta and chucuito on the buses, i’ve made mental notes of what i’ve wanted to photograph. i thought i could just walk around these areas doing what i love, capturing the moment with my camera. yet when jim and i went for a photo walk yesterday, i felt vulnerable, fearing my camera would be stolen. jim came along as my bodyguard but i still kept looking over my shoulder and couldn’t shake the feeling of danger. i’ve been warned so many times when i pull out my point-and-shoot that it will get ripped from my hands. when we’ve driven through callao windows are rolled up and doors are locked because of its reputation. and i wanted to walk around chucuito (which borders callao) on a little photo shoot. oh sure. we take so much for granted at home in the States–the simple act of taking pictures, or just carrying our camera.
a glimpse of our walk yesterday.