Well, I am quite ashamed that I haven’t written anything for a long time. Also it was quite shocking to realize that I haven’t had my camera in my hands for months. Meanwhile I had a chance to make some photos of my nephew, and I hope I will take more of him later, and also had a chance to be the photographer at my colleague’s wedding.

Today we had a chance to visit my wife’s cousin who has a “brand new” baby boy. So today was the day for reconnecting with her family, having some stew made on open fire, and of course taking some photos of the new family member, Marci. He’s a cute little guy with a big smile on his face, and it was truly a pleasure to be around him. So without any further ado, here are some of the pictures I’ve taken.

Imagine waking up and a big lens is staring at you. Here’s how you might look like:

Giving a kiss to mommy:

And my favorite moment:

This post is not about the movie “Top Gun”. It’s about a boy twenty years ago standing in front of a newspaper stand and gazing to a magazine that changed his life. The boy usually checked the comics at that specific stand (actually the only one in town) looking for the recent adventures of James Bond and Spiderman. But that day was different. On the front page there was a guy smiling and the most bizarre looking airplane he ever saw.

Somehow he managed to persuade his parents to buy the very first issue of the magazine that brought a different world into the life of that young boy in a small town in Eastern Hungary. Reading about the stealth fighter, the Top Gun school, the night landing on an aircraft carrier (which is like jumping off a chair in a dark room so that a stamp on the floor would stick onto your tongue), and the boy for the first time new exactly what he wanted to do.

Applying for the military high school served only one purpose: to get into the Air Force Officer’s Training College and become a fighter pilot. After countless tests and medical exams he was finally there. But the first year wasn’t exactly as he imagined. He and his mates were not allowed to get close to the airfield not even an airplane. Their first flying lesson was planed for the second year and the only training that was close to flying was the parachute training at the end of the year. Getting close to the long awaited training they felt something is off. Upon starting the training the got the news that it’s going to be only a theoretical one, and that they are not allowed to jump. Then a meeting were called together where a Major General broke the news: as of that day all training is canceled.

The boy world was in ruins. Years of dreaming, hard working were done for nothing.

Today this boy is watching the movie on telly and is far away from his dreams. His life took a different course and sometimes it’s hard to tell if it’s for the good or bad.

Many dreams came true, many more were not even close to it. Hopefully at the end he can tell: “I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith.” (2 Timothy 4:7)

How do you know that you actually travel too much to one destination? Well,

1. Upon arrival you show the directions to your hotel to the taxi driver.
2. The clerk at the hotel greets you by name and hands your key to you without asking anything.
3. When you know that the taxi driver tries to cheat you by taking a longer route to the airport.
4. When you start recognizing the people behind the boarding counter at an international airport.
5. When you know at which support column you find an electric plug to charge your computer.

+1. When it doesn’t strike you by surprise that you’re flying with (in)famous politicians and/or the Prime Minister.

Well, it wasn’t also too surprising that after checking in online my seat from the 5th row was changed to another one in the 24th row. Which I offered to a young mom so she could be with her toddler ( so they could sit next to each other). Apparently I was the only one who had this idea while she was standing in the isle rows behind her daughter waiting for the boarding to end. This fact actually caught me by surprise.

I don’t know if I’m considered to be a frequent flyer (according to my card I’m), but during spring and autumn I have to travel almost weekly. Getting to the end of my trips I always realize that there most exhausting part of my trips is not the flying itself but the waiting. Long before the flight I’m already waiting for the shuttle to take me to the airport, then I’m waiting for the security check and then for the boarding. Then on the other side of Europe I wait on the bus to take me to the terminal, then for there taxi to take me to my hotel.

Don’t get me wrong I like traveling but waiting adds hours to my otherwise 2 hours long flight. Today I had the privilege to finish earlier than planned, do I had a chance to spend 5 hours at the airport waiting for boarding. So I decided to spend some of it with a bowl of tomato soup, a nice streak and Sherlock Holmes while gazing out the window watching other airplanes took off.

Sometimes I’m just daydreaming about meeting someone I know I never will. But this is me, and though I’m painfully realistic (some would argue I’m pessimistic) I’m still daydreaming though I know its most likely they will never come through. But who knows, maybe one day…

The one that’s with you. At least according to author and photographer Chase Jarvis who wrote the similarly titled book. It’s for iPhone photographers but the idea applies for all camera enabled smart phones.

For me a phone served only one purpose, making phone calls. At least that’s what I thought until buying my new smart phone the Android based HTC Legend. The phone has totally blown me away and as a photographer wannabe I was curious of its camera in my hand.

I knew that it can’t compete with my DSLR, until I found a great app, namely the Camera360, that has some built in effects that can make my otherwise blown photos a cool look. I know they aren’t world class photos but still I have the chance to capture a moment where I wouldn’t take my big camera.

Sometimes I feel like I was living in a cave and sometimes like being trapped by technology. Sometimes I wish I still my old “stupid” phone that could make only one thing but doing it well: connect me with my friends. Now by all of us having a smart phone it seems easier to post our thoughts through Twitter or Facebook but it can’t replace the verbal communication which I miss more and more.

So here I’m writing this post on my phone and sharing some images.