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She was standing at the back of my chair

Said to me, “Don’t I know your name?”
I muttered somethin’ underneath my breath
She studied the lines on my face
I must admit I felt a little uneasy
When she bent down to tie the laces of my shoe
Tangled up in blue

- Bob Dylan

Tangled Up in Blue

I can't help but think of these lyrics every time I see this photo. This woman was photographed in Pisac, Peru during the Fiesta de la Virgin de la Carmen. She looks like she has the map of the world etched upon her skin, with the worries of her entire people shadowed within her eyes. I took so many photographs of the warm, gentle, gracious people of Peru on my journey there, and still looking back through photographs, they are some of my favorites ever taken. Maybe another photo essay to come!!!!

Even though I have a horrible and unfortunate allergy to shellfish, I find it one of the more fun things to photogrpah. Here is a mariscos vendor at Playa Victoria in Cadiz, Spain. One of my first trips abroad, and one of my favorite photos.

As a pretend, wannabe travel blogger, photographer and world traveler, one of the few things I try to keep up on is participating in Travel Photo Roulette, which is a contest set up by a real true life blogger, traveler and photographer Jeremy of Living the Dream. I'm always amazed at the likes on Facebook, and retweets and comments on blogs. It's like, "Hey can someone like me too"????

But enough whining. I love this little contest. And I love traveling, and even though my life doesn't allow me to do it as often as I would like, I do it as often as I can. I'm a sucker for the colors of local markets. I love the flower sellers, the fishmongers, the veggie ladies, the candy kids, the fruits I've never laid eyes on. I always have to taste the local drink- The pisco of Peru, the ginjinha of Portugal, the Brunello of Montalcino, and the raki of Turkey. And a few local beers while I'm at it.

One of the best experiences I've ever had traveling was a cooking class in Oaxaca, Mexico. THIS, I swear will make me try to do this in every country I visit. My friend and I were fortunate enough to experience Alma de mi Tierra Cooking School in Oaxaca, where we were treated to a fabulous experience by Nora in her fabulous home, starting off in a local market and learning the history of the food, traditions, recipes for all that we cooked.

The fabulous fish market at Pike Place Market in Seattle, Washington. I tried to get those guys that throw the fish, but they were too quick. And regret not buying a kaleidoscope and earrings. Hope to get back here one day.

Mostly I just really love photographing the things I see. A perfect day in any city or region I travel too is to walk the streets and photograph. In Oaxaca I sat at the Zocalo and took photos of random people. I roamed the streets of Cartagena, mesmerized by the colors of the city. Even the streets of Washington DC seemed to come to life through the lens of my camera. And the constant in any country I travel to, is food.

So this week's Photo Travel Roulette's theme of "mouthwatering" inspired me to write this little post about the food I've encountered along my travels- and maybe someone other than my mom might read this post.

I love signs. This is one of the best I've seen in San Francisco. Who would have a hard time deciding on these choices.

Beautiful gorgeous fruit at the Granville Public Market in Vancouver, British Colombia

Another fabulous sign, after my own heart, New York City

Store Front- Fabulous- Lower East Side, New York City

I love the juxtaposition of this photo. Taken at the Union Square Green Market, with New York City iconic architecture in the Background. I LOVE SIGNS.

Oh these carrots at the Green market- How many colors of carrots are there?

Again the fish. I think I'm fascinated because I can't eat them, but I love to photograph them . Fish Market, Istanbul.

One of my favorite trips. Peru. This is in Pisac, in the Sacred Valley, on Market Day. The fruit was spectacular.

There is food, and then there is New Orleans. Perhaps the most "foodie" city in the United States. Again a taboo food for me, but oh so pretty.
Crawfish, Jazz Brunch, The Court of the Three Sisters

A personal fave, because its personal. My husband and I travel ^ - yes north across the Canadian border every New Year's Eve. We travel to little town two hours north of Montreal to St. Michel Des Saints. There we spend the new year with loved ones and friends, and we always drink Grand Marnier- in the snow. - It's better cold, but no ice.

Something about the mounds of gorgeous powder at the Spice market, Istanbul.

From my own back yard. Captain Cass' Sea Food. Supposedly the best lobster roll on the Atlantic seaboard. hope I just didn't let the cat out of the bag. Rock Harbor, Orleans, Cape Cod, Massachusetts

A welcome warm snack on a cold day in Lisbon, Portugal.

Again, the photogenic crab. Lisbon, Portugal.

Green isn't just for jealousy. These gorgeous brussels sprouts were on display at the Dupont Circle Farmer's Market in Washington D.C.

Dupont Circle Farmer's market- Washington D.C.

Another favorite. And one of the best meals ever. In a rented apartment in Corniglia, Cinque Terre, Italy. Salami, Bread, Wine, Prosciutto, the BEST tomatoes of all time, and cheese. Fabulous.

The intersting array of choices at Toronto's St. lawrence market.

These two colorful beauties at the Portobello Market- London, England

From my own backyard, but worthy just the same. The BEST FRENCH FRIES IN THE WORLD, at Mojo's, Provincetown, Massachusetts. Note the painting in the back- true story.