1am

Ethel and Manuel

Elbows de Cataluna

Linda's dream

About 50% of Barcelona

A bit blue

Gintonic

Gintonic is a popular drink in Barcelona. It is very similar to a traditional English tipple known as 'gin and tonic', in fact it has exactly the same ingredients. There is one crucial exception however, which is key to its superiority: it is at least four times the size.

Una pregunta brava

The Barcelona bar scene with Manuel, Ethel and others. Manuel's dashing friend Dan Ser also joined us, en route from Valencia to Berlin. The seafood was dishlicious.

Here's Phil M'Underexposureproblems and Des Einflaws. These guys really know how to (not go to a) party.

(Picture reproduced by kind permission of Manuel Focus). 

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START OF HOLIDAY 3: Barcelona

Met at the station by the charming Manuel Focus, along with his splendid (and often hungry) nòvia, Ethel Nographer. I will be staying with them for a few days on the famous Carrer Rajolers, in the delightful district of Sants. If you find yourself here around 3am some time, you could do worse than look for a table football bar. Just don't play the accountant, he's deadly. 

END OF HOLIDAY 2

5.30am, bus to Toulouse station. Fuck!!! Train to Barcelona.

Chateau D'eau

Nice photography museum in Toulouse in an old mill. 1 euro student discount. One day I will have a show here of Toulouse pictures. I will still be alive.

Sorry no pictures can't make Iphone work. Good photography blog!

House

Every picture tells a lot of nouns

In response to feedback on the previous post (apparently the images aren't clear enough for some of you FFS), I have attempted, below, to represent one of the photographs verbally. This is one I haven't had processed yet, as I thought it would be instructive to see how my memory of the image compares to how it actually comes out. Which is the more reliable witness, human memory or the camera?

I have called this approach 'Digital Image Internet Verbal Interpretation Is Nearly Eloquent (DIIVIINE for short).

The picture is shot in landscape format with a wide lens and unforced perspective. In the background, near the top of the frame, we see a mountain ridge, bathed in golden light, with a deep azure sky above. Moving down the frame we see patches of scrub on the dry, steep mountainside, with several faint winding paths threading across the landscape, criss-crossing and dancing within and without the borders of the image.

About halfway down the frame, towards the right hand side, a modest hut is seen, perhaps belonging to a mountain farmer. As we descend a little further through the image we begin to recognise goats, dotted about the lower slopes, eating or looking out into the areas of landscape beyond witness of the lens. A lone sheep faces enigmatically away from the camera, looking directly up the incline.

Finally, in the upper foreground in the lower section of the frame, we see a male figure, apparently a taxi driver, being dragged from his vehicle by a lion at least twice the normal size. Shit! A crowd of people are at the foot if the mountain in the bottom left of the frame, watching this moment with glee on their faces, until in time they begin to look bored. Some of them wander off out of the bottom of the frame, only to return a few minutes later to see if anything else is happening. As the sun begins to set the light on the mountainside dwindles and the giant lion finishes his human meal. The last of the crowd disperses.

At least that's how I remember it.

Large format

I'm shooting large format film this year, hence most pictures here are crappy phone jobs. Below I have made a digital reproduction of the film pictures so you too can enjoy the 'wow' factor. Victor was standing where the pictures were so you maybe be able to see him too.

Victor!

I have arrived in Toulouse for the start of holiday no.2. Here is Victor for you! I took this with my digit pad. Who needs macro lenses?

START OF HOLIDAY 2: Toulouse

Pornicnanteslarochellarochellerochefortbordeauxmontaubanagentoulousebeauzelle

Toulouse at last. The city of a thousand breakfasts, as they say.

Relay

Relay. Bored!

The woman came out of the the shop and told me I couldn't take pictures.

END OF HOLIDAY 1

A few conclusions:
- It was good
- I ate too much

Irritation is the sincerest form of flattery

My bike my bike my bike

My French bike. I'm not going to insult you by even beginning to pretend that I don't look fucking cool on this bike.

Window buena sera

Tree arguments

Oh! Eau!

Some rain from suepandasandwich on Vimeo.

Sue Pandasandwich is Sue Painauchocolat

Sue Pandasandwich is Sue Painauchocolat! That's French for chocolate sandwiches at breakfast.

I have arrived in France. Ooh la la! A town called Pornic, which is less racy than it sounds. 100m from the beach.

Internet is bad, so not many pictures till Saturday. Never mind.

On est arrivee

It is France

Bad cover versions

Ladies and Jellymen

The French woman with the sexy accent on the public address system keeps saying 'ladies and Jellymen'.

Short review of the sony a7r

My review of the Sony A7R.

+ I like it

+ I think it's very good

+ wifi for internet is nice 

+ some of my pictures are in focus

+ I think this camera will work 

- battery life bad

- had to pay 68 quid to insure it for my holiday
- already regretting not bringing the 20mm and 85mm

Hope that helps with your purchasing decisions. 

Dave Kustard

Dave Kustard manages the entertainment.

It's called Le Bretagne

Cruising

1. 12 hour ferry.
2. No bed.
3. Got wifi.
4. Got bar. 5. Tired and drunken all-night live blogging!*

 *yes I will be pretending someone's actually reading this

Sue Pandasandwich is on holiday... AGAIN!

That's right, everyone's favourite holiday photo blog is back! I'm all packed and headed out of the door! Exciting things to look forward to this year: France! Boats and trains! Spain! Catalonia! Barcelona! France again! Arles Photo Festival! Photos of stuff! Victor the cat! And I might even turn on comments on the blog! Now to Portsmouth, where my luxury cruise liner awaits for the passage to St Malo. More soon.

I am not on holiday any more.

This is what I did on my holiday in France. Best to go back to the beginning (15th August).

Calais cars

Not allowed in the VIP area on the ferry

Calais

Boats

Bye bye France

Same hotel in Boulogne

Back where I started. Depressing. Impossible to tell if I'm in the same room.

Sunflower party

Party 1

Ivy

70s

Madeleines = crack

You can't stop at one. You can't stop at ten. You're going to eat the whole bag.

A hedgepig! In the south of France!

Nearly stepped on it. It ran away before I got a proper picture.

Insects

Curtains

Gardening at night 5

Umm

Picture window

Airport hinterland

This was shot on film so until I get it processed here is a drawing to show you what it looked like.