Snappety-snap.

A source of amusement and frustration for Quentin and I while being on this trip has been the absolute magnitude of cameras all around, and the willingness of our fellow tourists to snap absolutely EVERYTHING, every second of the day. It's really quite incredible.

I recall reading a paragraph in one of the Lonely Planet books we've got, reminding people that they are not, in fact, a photographer for National Geographic. It seems that quite a few people must have skipped over that bit... it's quite cringe-worthy watching people intruding on the lives of the people that live in these countries just to get a snap of them going about their business - in many cases working monstrous hours each day just to get enough to feed themselves and their families. The last thing they really need on top of that is some tourist with a cheap Cybershot leaning in for the "great pic" which is going to be rubbish anyway. As Quentin says, how would you feel if you were mowing the lawns on a Saturday and a tour bus turns up with 30 people taking pics of you...

On the other hand, we've had a bit of a laugh at some of the banal photos people insist on taking ("here's me in a mall next to a Ferrari!"), as well as video - can't help but feel sorry for the poor friends and family members who have to go along to their slide nights when they return from their hols.