vertical and horizontal water

In the dim morning light the wind tries to blow the house away. The sky in unevenly grey, with a lonely blue patch.
An event like 'photo tour' has probably the advantage compared to other group tours in the fact that there is plenty of time in each place and people are willing to get up before sunrise. Or like Marsel said 'an ordinary tourist has the attention span of a rodent'. On the other hand I would rather plan and arrange my trip myself. Expensive is it like that too, although you can eat as much as you like with no extra cost. The most tiresome is constant talking. Mostly about nothing. Or about comparing cameras. And they call taking pictures 'working'. Weird. I'm too much of a hiker for this company. Besides, I want to see the world not only through the lens.
My roommate doesn't get up for the early morning trip. After having snored through two nights she needs peaceful sleep now. Gail is originally from UK but lives on Curacao now. The organizers and one more participant are from the Netherlands and then the European elements are finished. Some New Zealanders are in Europe the first time in their lifes.
In the morning the wind allows us to drive only in one direction. Towards Skógafoss waterfall. Waterfall is awesome with that kind of weather. The wind blows water back up and then all over the place. We make a million photos leaning on the wind.
Storm break. The wind is so strong that our buses would be blown off the road. The afternoon is for a presentation on composition. It starts with something like this: What is your presentation on? - It's on my laptop. Examples are good. I get to know when to use the flip-the-bird-filter, among other things.
We risk with driving to the beach. Reynisfjara is the most dangerous beach in Iceland and I'm the only one who knows that a Chinese person was swept into the ocean from here not long ago. The waves look angry. I watch the turmoil from a respectful distance and hold my breath when waves get close to children. Many times unsuspecting tourists get in the way of the sea and fall on their stomack or just get wet. Our group sacrifices a camera, a lens and a filter. Sun, then hail, then snow, then rain.
We go to the other side of the rock to the beach of Vík where the wind is so strong that it blows our eyes instantly full of volcanic sand. Better to sit with my back against the wind and look at the sea. Horizontal water for a change to vertical water. The sky takes on previously unseen colors.
water from up and down

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