a breeze of photography

my photography's a little off track lately, somehow i seem to have lost the touch and feel to spot great shots or unique subjects to shoot. i need perspectives and lighting but with the time i have with work and on weekends i doubt i can shoot when the morning sun has just shone its glorious warm rays. with work five days a week, saturdays and sundays are meant for sleeping till noon then out for lunch and shopping.
There's plenty of shanghai that i have yet to see and explore, gosh i seriously need to make my weekends and off days more happening and sweet. oh grocery shopping at the local market on a sunday morning is kinda exciting too cause who knows when was the last time since i went to one. the sight of fresh vegetables piling high at each store simply brings joy to me. the butcher with fresh meat hanging off the hook and the rows of eggs lined up neatly. there was no stench surprisingly as the market smelled of what a market should smell like.
As the saying goes it never hurts to over dress than to under dress, and my oh my i was wearing shirt and jeans. stepping into the market felt kinda weird as everyone there was in some simple cotten tee and pants or even in their sleeping clothes. but nevertheless the experience was still great.
Work has just gotten more interesting as i am doing turn down service. in simpler terms it means preparing the room for bedtime by folding down the duvet a little so the guest can snuggle in easily and of course by placing a bottle of water at the bedside table. and finally by diming the lights and finally touching up the bathroom. and the speed at which we are going about every evening was described as a typhoon raging in and out. with thirty rooms every evening it's no wonder why. tralala
There's plenty of shanghai that i have yet to see and explore, gosh i seriously need to make my weekends and off days more happening and sweet. oh grocery shopping at the local market on a sunday morning is kinda exciting too cause who knows when was the last time since i went to one. the sight of fresh vegetables piling high at each store simply brings joy to me. the butcher with fresh meat hanging off the hook and the rows of eggs lined up neatly. there was no stench surprisingly as the market smelled of what a market should smell like.
As the saying goes it never hurts to over dress than to under dress, and my oh my i was wearing shirt and jeans. stepping into the market felt kinda weird as everyone there was in some simple cotten tee and pants or even in their sleeping clothes. but nevertheless the experience was still great.
Work has just gotten more interesting as i am doing turn down service. in simpler terms it means preparing the room for bedtime by folding down the duvet a little so the guest can snuggle in easily and of course by placing a bottle of water at the bedside table. and finally by diming the lights and finally touching up the bathroom. and the speed at which we are going about every evening was described as a typhoon raging in and out. with thirty rooms every evening it's no wonder why. tralala

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