I love exploring new places, seeing the beauty in cracked walls and fading paint, meeting new people, smelling the air of another country, drinking the local beers and tasting different kinds of empandas. What I don't like so much is sitting on a tour bus when you can't crack open the windows and feel the wind in your face. When you can't stop and walk around and stop time in an abandoned bull fighting stadium in Uruguay or capture the beauty of horses hanging out in a forest tied with ropes to trees, eating and waiting patiently for their Uruguayian cowboys. There are photos that will only be in my head because the opportunity to capture the moment was fleeting. I can still keep them tucked away in my memory of a place.  I took this photo with my little Canon point and shoot because my DSLR's battery died. I was sitting in the  back of the bus as the sun was setting over in Chile and in the other direction you could see the moon rising over the mountains.