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Copyright: michael shalter (retlash)
![Gold Star Critiquer/Gold Note Writer [C: 60 W: 1 N: 168]](http://i1.treklens.com/misc/g-n-g.gif) (1069) |
| Genre: People |
| Medium: Color |
| Date Taken: 2009-07-01 |
| Categories: Daily Life |
| Camera: Lumix DMC LX3 |
| Exposure: f/2.8, 1/125 seconds |
| More Photo Info: [view] |
| Photo Version: Original Version |
| Date Submitted: 2009-07-09 3:43 |
| Viewed: 161 |
| Points: 2 |
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| [Note Guidelines] Photographer's Note |
Corfu is not unlike any other place which attracts tourists. There are always the inevitable souvenir shops selling "stuff". George Carlin would have lambasted them all! Not the sellers of "stuff", but the buyers of "stuff"! This propensity to take home an olive spoon or a magnetic dohickey to put on one's refrigerator door just goes beyond me. Yet, business is thriving, despite the economic crisis. Unbelievable that people spend 3€ or more on something that will only serve to collect dust. Wanna know what I take home from a voyage? Memories, photos, and some local food (the latter prolongs the gustatory R & R a tad).
I would be far less incensed by this souvenir crap if the shops were located far from the historic and beautiful spots. Alas, they are often right in the middle of them. Take for example, the Via Dolorosa in Jerusalem...the path that Christ walked to his crucifixion. Along this narrow street were 9 stations of the cross. Today, there are only shops selling T-shirts and kitsch! Like Scrooge, I would like to see every purchaser of an olive spoon or T-shirt in such an historic and magnificent place stabbed in his/her heart with that spoon and buried in the T-shirt!
P.S.
I eliminated a lot of the background noise on the original photo thanks to a perceptive criticism by Rewshearer whom I thank very much. |
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Hi Michael!
Couldn't agree more. But then, sh*t sells! Or, as we say in Flemish: shite is money :-}
Up here, during the Gentse Feesten (which is a historical/cultural, 10-day long festival), these souvenir stalls have been popping from the ground like mushrooms the past decade, selling absolute nonsense, and being very successful at it.
I'd add a bit more sharpness on the stall.
Cheers,
Nathalie
