My journey to work thru the lens of my 7250

1. My journey to work begins... From the sky in the pic we can see the weather is clearly not playing along. It does however look a lot more blue than it really is. if ü look closely, ü might notice a rain drop on the lens. Thats my pit in the bottom of the pic btw.		2. A vicious bitch that just chased me cos she doesn't like taking pics.
3. Top view of my left leg wearing nikes that are as white as they get, and refuse to discolour & fade into the everyday surroundings, attracting attention 2 avenues away.		4. Organised graffiti.
5. The taxi I'm about to get into. Its got some heavy chinese writings on the side. My chinese is a bit rusty, but I think that sign means 'Dream lover'		6. Always a disheartening sight... an empty taxi & being the first passenger. The wait for it to fill up begins.
7. To my right... a couple of old people... old people should stay at home and look after their grandchildren, instead they decide to squash me in the taxi & pick their nose (check the guy on the left)		8. To my left... A lady sitting next to me, staring right at my camera with no clue that I just took a pic of her stinking like koo baked beans.
9. Taken from inside the taxi... the ghettos of Parkwood, a place you wouldn't want to be roaming at night.		10. Oh look, a new passenger next to me... I hate it if someone sleeps in the taxi if that someone is not me.
11. Train timetable at the station... I realise that I just missed the train by 1.5 minutes because of the long wait for the lady who stinks like koo baked beans. So now I have to make my way to the taxi rank.		12. Entering the wynberg external subway to get to the otherside cos there were barrier boys at the entrances... Looks scary doesn't it... but I'm not afraid, they don't call me rambo for nothing.
13. The light at the end of the tunnel.		14. The sight of a deserted train platform.. often the case when missing a train by 1.5 minutes. This pic taken from the outside of the fence as it is a rule to be in the possession of a valid ticket to enter the premises. I did not have one and had no intention of acquiring one either since the next train was only due in 30mins, so I'm opting for another taxi.
15. The taxi that is going to be lucky enough to have me occupy it by way of a freak set of events.		16. Oh bladdy hell... another empty taxi.
17. This comrade is sleeping behind sunglasses, and we know how much I hate people who sleep in the taxi if its not me. Why am I always this unlucky? Why can't it be some babe that falls asleep next to me? Why?		18. Nice hairstyle.
19. Not funny at all, change from a fifty. Two twenties would have worked fine, but no, 1 twenty & all this metal was the decision.		20. Sights, but no sounds of the notorious woodstock ghettos, as seen from within a red taxi. Note the rain on the window, weather still not playing with. Which raises a very interesting question... Why is this dood next to me wearing sunglasses... why?
21. Cape Town station as seen from the top balcony... Let me zoom into that big yellow advert in the top right of the pic with my non-existent zoom lens...		22. Here we go... Hello the future... These people are going to sue me when they find out how i've been abusing my MMS privileges, I probably sent 20mb worth this morning already.
23. I have my eye on a certain dame in the distance.		24. Lovely roses, should I? My stomach thinks otherwise and convinces me that a cheese burger with chips is by far the better choice... I agree with it.
25. The view from inside my pocket, to prevent my phone suffering from water damage. I hear a knock, a scream & a screetch coming from around the corner, sounds like an accident, lets check...		26. Affirmative, a pedestrian crossing the street was knocked by guy jumping the red robot... I'm one of the first on the scene, I do nothing that one whois first on the scene is supposed to do, I don't call the ambulance, I don't call the cops, instead I take pics *snap*snap*
27. I take a closer look. She seems dazed and disorientated... and she has every right to be, especially after flying 4 metres thru the sky.		28. Bah (no pun intended), the latecomers. The car in question is the white Tazz™. The distance she flew was from the white line which the car is over to the crowd of latecomers.
29. I have his numberplate.		30. He tries to sneak away and make like nothing happened... I expect a call from the police later.
31. The paramedics finally arrives. My work here is done... I proceed to complete my mission.		32. I arrive at the office building only to bump into the senile caretaker telling me about his experiences in the navy. I thank the good Lord that it aint the story of when he was in vietnam.
33. I made it to the office & I still have a pulse... mission accomplised.		34. Booting up...
35. Just in time for lunch. I thank my stomach for the wise choice it made earlier. Time to put the camera away and concentrate on this mission...

 
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