The week my dad was with me, he was obviously the one taking my photo and it would often take him more than a minute or two to get the camera focused the way he wanted it, etc. Once he finally got the camera focused, he would take the picture without a 1-2-3 or a ready or anything and so most of the time I’m looking at the camera wondering when or if the photo has been taken. Let’s take a look:
Standing in a bomb crater in Normandy
At Versailles - this is one of the better ones.
Not really confused, just in a daze - on the subway
Trying to tame my wind blown hair
At the London Eye
As you can see, I look a little confused in almost all of these. Going through these photos with Jackie gave us quite a laugh.
My dad and I are in Atlanta today for the PGA Championship. Unfortunately there is no picture taking but I might try to sneak one in on my phone. Shhh, don't tell anyone.