On Tuesday, we met a dad and his two sons while swimming in the pool at Hotel Raito. They’re from Austin, TX and are here in Italy trying to track down the origins of their family tree.
The two sons were a few years younger than me, but they couldn’t have been more excited to be searching in tiny foreign towns for their potential bloodline.
They’re documenting all of it with legit video/audio gear, and the stories they shared from their journey are genuinely hilarious.
They have an enviable reason to get up early and explore the small corners of Italy. Maybe they’ll find nothing, but I’ll bet the journey becomes the experience of a lifetime.
Perhaps someday I can take a similar journey.
We took a ferry today from Salerno to Positano. En route, we bobbed past the towns of Maiori, Minori and Amalfi. (photos to come soon)
Each of these coastal towns is nested in the mountains, which makes each place feel completely cut off from the rest of the world.
Positano, the most picturesque of the group, is so gorgeous that it doesn’t seem real.
I highly suggest checking it out if you’re in the neighborhood. Approaching from the water is also highly recommended.
I used to look at nice cameras and covet them for their build quality and megapixel rating.
Once I understood every function, I saw them as tools. Merely a way to take great photos.
Now, I look at my camera and I see potential. The potential to move people. To share beauty with the world. To cheat time and capture the best moments of my life.
I’m trying everyday to match the massive potential of my camera. (I love a challenge)