It gives me hope, despite the poor grammar.
to Instagram Sunday.
I first heard about Instagram in late 2010 and swore I’d never use it. The photo filters seemed so unnecessary, and the few people I knew on it then were completely pretentious about their photo “skills.”
I gave in a few nights ago, thanks in large part to the insistence of my travel companions. I’ve changed my tune a bit and find it much easier to use than other social-media sites.
Documenting the trip will still take forever, but now I can share quick hits prior to my 400+ photo upload:
[Day 1] Taxi ride in downtown Panama City — Revolution Tower
[Day 2] Downtown PC, before the Canal and riding bikes down Amador Causeway
[Day 3] Water taxi dock in Bocas del Toro to Red Frog Beach
[Day 4] Hammock nap on Starfish Beach
[Day 5] Crossing the border into Costa Rica
[Day 6] Our own private spot at Punto Uva Beach, Costa Rica
[Day 7] Driving through the mountains to Boquete, Panama
[Day 8]Hiking through Landau Waterfalls in Boquete
[Day 9] Caldera Hot Springs in Boquete
[Day 10] Baha’i House of Worship in Panama City
Find Wittyburg on Instagram to see more — sometimes giving in can be a good thing.
All of the excitement from the Super Bowl has left me entirely exhausted. I figure another installment of Camera Roll Call should do the trick: Entertaining you (or maybe just me) while showing off my photo skillz that killz.
Gasparilla handiwork: The ring needed its own bow too.
Traffic is wiggity, wiggity, wiggity whack.
Real nice, Senator Rubio — but Mr. Amanda is my father.
Playing MASH in the office … just a regular day.
Had lunch yesterday with Rays player David Price. It was a really big table.
If this isn’t a testament to how random my life is, then I don’t know what is.
I’ll take an order of David Price with a red dune buggy and Kris Kross on the side, please and thank you.