bookmark_borderTahara’a Hotel

Since our first days in Tahiti, I had been obsessed with getting a perfect picture of the abandoned hotel at Tahara’a. But, in the blink of an eye, time had passed and our two-month stay was nearing its end, and a combination of temperamental weather and other holiday occupations limited the time I could dedicate to photography.

Eventually I got two pleasing photos of the hotel.

One is taken from the hills of Arue in the afternoon light, and the other, from Lafayette Beach on an early morning.

The hotel has had many names over the years, but I like “Hotel Tahara’a” the most.

bookmark_borderDrag runs at Taravao

Yesterday morning driving from Ārue along the northern coast and down the eastern coast to Taravao took us exactly 50 minutes. We were headed for Faratea — situated just before the town of Taravao if coming down the east coast — where local motor clubs had organised a drag racing day event.

Map showing route from Arue to Taravao
Route from Arue to Taravao

With forty participating drivers and many cars on display, the event promised to be interesting, but we could watch only a few runs before we had to return to Arue.

Like earlier, we drove along the eastern coast and, even at a leisurely pace, were still able to make good time for our next engagement in Papeete.

Montage of the runs

bookmark_borderMusa, Moses, Moise

Just now, I came across this funny exchange with my colleague Tarik. This was back in November 2004.

Me: Musa brought cakes to celebrate Eid. I did not know he was a muslim.
Tarik: Musa is a muslim name. Don’t you know the prophet Musa?
Me: No.
Tarik: Moses?
Me: Ah, I know. He opened the waters for the people of Israel to flee Egypt.
Tarik: That was a mistake…

bookmark_borderA wonderful trip to India

View from the top of Charminar, in Hyderabad
View from Charminar, in Hyderabad

Growing up in Mauritius where over half the population are of Indian descent and being used to Indo-Mauritian customs give you a sense of familiarity with India. Countless travel shows and documentaries, and the ability to google any information you need about the country further reinforce the sentiment. My trip to Hyderabad and New Delhi earlier this month taught me that India was much more than I had imagined.

When you’re there, India is about having spicy dishes for breakfast, lunch, and dinner; it is about being bewildered by the cacophony and chaotic flow of cars, motorcycles, auto-rickshaws, and pedestrians, and wondering how anyone managed to navigate that; and, it is about watching your Indian hosts use English to converse because India is so vast that they do not even speak the same  language and that it will never be possible for you—a foreigner—to know India fully.

But India was not all new experiences. The hospitality, especially, was reminiscent of life in Mauritius: the casual way the hotel receptionist offered to walk three miles to the mall after her shift to make a purchase for me, the fact that our hosts kept turning up at 1.30pm when we had agreed to meet at 12.30pm, and when we became worried about missing our flight because they insisted on making a detour for us to visit Taj Mahal followed by a night tour of New Delhi and a stop at the famous Haldiram’s for aloo paratha and butter milk.

Taj Mahal
Taj Mahal

A stop at Haldiram's for some savouries during a night tour of New Delhi
A stop at Haldiram’s for some savouries during a night tour of New Delhi

Aloo Paratha
Aloo Paratha

Preparation of butter milk at Haldiram's, in New Delhi
Preparation of butter milk at Haldiram’s, in New Delhi

bookmark_borderRed Arrows at Farnborough International Airshow 2014

Red Arrows at the Farnborough International Airshow 2014
Red Arrows at the Farnborough International Airshow 2014

As I copied files off the D200 into my photos folder, I realised that I had not taken a single shot with the Nikon since January. Looking back at the keepers, I’m glad I forced myself to shoot the Farnborough Airshow 2014 fly-bys.

This picture was taken with the D200 and a vintage manual Sirius 70-210mm f/4-5.6. I had to check the metering frequently because the lighting kept changing. The trick, I found, was to spot-meter on the clouds at +2 EV — as per the zone system — and to let the exposure in the rest of the frame take care of itself.