A few weeks ago, when we were on holiday in Southern Spain, I took some photos with two film cameras: the Flexaret VI TLR and the Pentacon Six TL. The photos are nothing special, just a record of holidays and gear experiments.
I took the photo above because of the opening year: 1974 is my year of birth. I couldn’t not.
Walking through the park, I took a photo of the duck pond and their fancy house.
This church is always busy when we walk past. They even have a 24h service across the road with a glass front and somewhere to kneel for your emergency prayer needs at night. Unfortunately, using the TLR was slow and I didn’t get the woman in the middle of the frame where I wanted her.
Another church near our house. It looks very typical of the Spanish style.
I didn’t mean to take the CocaCola truck in the street. When I use the TLR, I normally try to take photos that don’t show too much the time they were taken to keep with the age of the camera. But I waited and it just wouldn’t go away.
One thing Spanish women do a lot is chat in the street. Loudly. For hours. In the morning, we hear them walk down the street and stop at every house to have a chat with other women that live up the floors. Man they’re loud!
I framed the women between the bars for fun.
The fountain in front of the local police station.
I took that shop because we commented on it several times, wondering whether Ana and Diego were really the owners and if yes how long they have been.
The town is built on the side of a mountain at the end of one of minor arms of the Sierra Nevada. All the streets are slopes, many of them quite steep. You have to be healthy to live in that village.
That street is at the top of ours. I hate those road surfaces they have in the town: all concrete and super smooth. They make squeaky noises under the tires. There is no way these don’t get slippery with bad weather.
Often the pavement is higher than the street and separated from it. Here the pavement goes up on the left hand side and the street goes down on the right hand side.
One of the days, we climbed the mountain behind the town to get to the tower at the top. It was arduous climbing with no clearly marked path. I took the Pentacon with me on that day for its first ever outing instead of the TLR.
My wife taking photos of the landscape from the top of the mountain. All the hills are covered in olive trees as far as the eye can see. The town in down there in white.
Some deserved rest on the wall.
View from half way up.
The town has lots of small parks.
As I mentioned, the pavement is separate from the street.
My wife took her Olympus OM20 with her and took some photos. It turns out the film didn’t catch and she took 36 exposures on the same bit of film. The joys of film. So we’ll never see what she took.
Finally back home with a view from our street.
See you another time.
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