Thinking Back Sunday: Cheng Du in retrospect
It will have been more than 6 months come the 12th of December since we were over at Cheng Du, China for that crazy quake. I just realized how much of a big deal being stuck in a catastrophe really is, whether natural or man-made, after a few rounds of drinks last night after the Rick Astley tribute night over at Route 196. Gang was chatting about the huge Baguio quake in the early 90’s as well as the one that hit Metro Manila hard (we were in 2nd or 3rd grade I think), and when I woke up this morning it suddenly hit me after waiting half a year: earthquakes in a another country you’re visiting have the potential to become the craziest things you’ll experience your whole life, so you’d better bring a camera wherever, whenever.
I’m hardly a photographer, and when I take my camera out to photograph people I don’t know I always get this weird feeling that they might get offended because I’m the most paranoid person on earth, but I really couldn’t let the opportunity to photograph people in a state of shock pass by. I figured that a person annoying them with photography could very well be the furthest thing from their minds at that point in time, and so I got to use my digital camera without shame.
