“Credit to the Respective Owner” Is Not Enough – How to Properly Credit Photographers and Artists
I used to be guilty of this too, but here is what I learned: It’s a tale as old as Instagram: you’re scrolling through your feed, stumble upon a breathtaking photograph, and there it is – that infuriating little phrase, “Credit to the respective owner.” Every time I see it, …
Day 5: Slán, Dublin
Leaving is always hard. But leaving this trip felt like tearing a page from a beautiful book before finishing it. Sarah’s hug and the cab ride with Paddy were the final chapter. We talked of emigration, history, and Dublin’s soul. Back at the airport, there were delays, but I didn’t …
Day 4: Museums, Magpies, and Music
Started with breakfast and laughs. Fuel for our final full day. We went souvenir hunting (almost bought a scarf, then remembered I don’t have a money tree). We wandered through the Dead Zoo, which is far more charming than it sounds-Victorian displays, a sense of curious wonder, and taxidermy that’s …
Day 3: Beyond Dublin – Tales from the Road
After a cab ride to the ominously named Dead Man’s Inn, we started our road trip north. Michael joined us and Sarah spotted Monasterboice along the way—ancient Celtic crosses rising from tangled greenery like silent sentinels. Next, we hit The Dark Hedges. A dream 15 years in the making for …
Day 2: Starry-Eyed and Book Bound in Dublin
The day began with breakfast and bird nicknames before exploring St. Stephen’s Green and enjoying coffee at Kaph. Highlights included the Book of Kells and the awe-inspiring Long Room, followed by visits to the National Museum and the Guinness Storehouse. The day concluded with whiskey tasting and a fulfilling dinner at Boxtie.
Day 1: First Pints and City Sights – Kicking Off in Dublin
The excitement of arriving in Dublin after a long wait was palpable upon landing. After reuniting with friends, I embarked on a city tour, capturing moments on camera for the first time in eight months. The day concluded at The Blind Pig speakeasy and Mulligan’s pub, savoring authentic Guinness and Dublin’s atmosphere.
Death in Venice: A Journey to San Michele
A morning in Venice offered a canvas of vivid hues as we embarked on a voyage, one that was awaited for more than a decade. The anticipation danced in harmony with the waves as we hailed a water taxi near the Rialto Bridge. The taxi driver, though not as informative …