Afternoon in Worthing

Hellooooo Everyone!

I’m back with a few pics I’ve made at the weekend! More to come! (Hopefully….:))DSC_0788 DSC_0795 DSC_0801 DSC_0804


Here and there – Photos

I thought I’d put up some random photos I’ve done in the past few weeks, months. (It’s unbelievable with what speed time rushes by. It just runs without asking how I feel about it…)

Anyway, here they are:

DSC_0420I took these two today celebrating the long missed good weather. I have no mood to photograph when it’s cold, cloudy and grey… what can I do? I tried to make the water flow as much as I could but not having tripod with me I didn’t dare to set it on longer shutter speed because of my shaky hands.



The next photo I took a few weeks ago when the sun just before sunset (unexpectedly) shone into my room. It had an interesting feel to it that I wanted to capture.



Then I went outside to see where the light was coming from…



The next one is actually my favourite so far. I was practising night photography with my friend whom I made to sit on the bench.


I went skiing.

I went skiing. It is hard to describe how incredible it sounds. I keep repeating it in my mind (I went skiing. I went skiing! I went skiing!!!) trying to get used to the thought.

Winter sports generally are not for me. Once I tried, or rather tried to try ice skating, but was too scared to step away from the fence. I said the ice was too slippery and I was dead serious about it.

I had difficulties to put on my ski boots. I didn’t manage it by myself and I didn’t like that they were so extremely uncomfortable. When I tried to walk in them I felt like I was Arnold Schwarzenegger from The Terminator. But it was only the beginning. I was told to put on the skis and try to move in them, not down the hill yet, but it was already a big challenge. The snow was just as well slippery as the ice (okay, almost). This torture went on and on until two days later I could get down the hill (without ever falling), taking turns and stopping when I wished. I could do it but I still didn’t like it. It was still like a scary movie.

After the third day I said no. I wouldn’t do it any longer. I didn’t care. I didn’t want to die so young. Of course everyone was picking on me, why I stopped when it went so well.

After a day I started to doubt that I made the right decision, but then I agreed  with myself that it was not worth doing if I was scared, if I was not enjoying it.

After the second day I was told that I had a “cool snowboard face” why I didn’t want to try snowboarding?

Third day in the morning I was told that everyone from our apartment was going to try snowboarding and I was strongly recommended to join them so I did. I couldn’t leave the place without giving this winter sport thing another shot.

We didn’t really get far in one day but I already felt safer on the board than on the skis (probably it was a false sense of safety), I could stand up by myself and slide down without falling or I fell only if I wanted to avoid bumping into someone, because I still didn’t know how to turn properly or how to stop, or anything actually, just balancing down. But it felt good that I still had some hope that next year when my boyfriend would want to make me go skiing again I wouldn’t be so against it.

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London Lights – Photowalk

In the morning there was a time when I was very happy to see some big snowflakes coming down from heaven. I followed it up with despair because of some ugly rain during the day: I was really worried about my photo walk tonight.

But as BBC promised, there was no rain by the time we started our tour. They’ve got it right, this time, so a big well done to them!

After some basic difficulties I experienced with setting up my tripod and getting the right settings, it was pretty easy. I don’t mean that I made perfect photos but our goal was only to have an idea how to take photos night time.

Here I’m going to post a few of them. Please welcome my first ever night photos:):



DSC_0090I know, this one should have gone a few seconds longer but we didn’t have time to wait for another bus to come.

DSC_0110After this shot it started raining again, but we were not bothered very much because the two hours were just up and the walk finished anyway. I think we got what we’d expected, so basically I’m happy with what I’ve learnt. And the perfect shot is soon to come.

Market day!

This day welcomed us with a surprisingly sunny morning. As Friday is a market day in my town, we headed to the town centre at about 9 AM. To be honest I wasn’t very interested in buying anything, I just wanted to take some pictures to show the world (the entire universe) such a nice place a small town market can be.

The rows were buzzing with elderly people as the youth must have been to work.

I think they pretty much enjoyed my attention, many of the sellers asked me to photograph them and their goods too.

Preparing for Halloween (which is not as popular in Hungary as it is in the western countries) we could find delicious looking pumpkins (even though I don’t eat them, but hey! they did look good!) raw and baked as well.

What Hungarians are more prepared for is the 1st of November, the All Saints Day. Flowers and wreaths are sold in waste amounts:

The canal wasn’t for sale but I did try to capture its autumnal beauty.

Bognor Regis

Even if not once in a lifetime but we had once in a summertime heat in Britain last weekend. To celebrate and enjoy the unique weather we decided to go to the seaside. And to avoid the crowed of Brighton we chose a less popular destination – Bognor Regis.

Bognor Regis. It’s got a full name requiring some respect, maybe I should have said “We went to see Mr Regis”.

I expected it to be an old, cosy town with a kind of wisdom of the ocean in it and it didn’t disappoint us. It was welcoming and made us feel comfortable straight away. There were plenty of space to sit or even lie down and the sun was beautifully warm.


It wasn’t full of young party animals, there were rather young families and old people, so if anyone feels like in need of a calm day by the sea just book a ticket to Bognor Regis.

Looking for Summer

I was just looking through my photos I’d taken in the past few days (unfortunately there aren’t many of them) and thought why not select a few and upload. They might not be marvellous or perfect or anything of that sort but there are some which for some curious reason I really like.

This one I like probably because we don’t see many colours lately only grey thanks to the wonderful British weather.

This little red flower represents a brief summer romance. It was lying on the ground all by itself and I felt really sorry for it. It must have been grabbed by the wind and then abandoned. It is probably still there, worn out and unconscious. Or maybe someone picked it up and put it in her hair and they lived happily ever after.

Yeah, that’s me… But that’s not the point. The point is the mixture of warm colours: red and green and brow and the contrast of Old (furniture) and New (car). And because of the reflection it seems a bit mysterious to me. But feel free to disagree.:)