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As we get off the plane onto the bus that will carry us the long ride to the terminal, I take note of my fellow passengers. Every single one is dressed for business, with laptop and blackberry. We are all clones. In a way I feel like we are all going to the same meeting, the same offices, although I know this is not true. On this bus I feel as if I am back at school again, and we are on the school bus, headed onto different teachers and different friends, but the same place none-the-less. Welcome to the glamorous world of International business or third grade, sometimes it feels the same.

I have a new job, this is my third week. It realised today that I have done something I didn’t think was possible, I have moved over to the other side. In Internet business terms, the other side being the sales/marketing/management side versus the technical/development/support side. And believe me, there are definitely 2 distinct sides. I’m still more or less in the middle, but somehow very happy I made it over here, where most of the day I am dealing with people and ideas, instead of systems, builds and code. Although I’m still not completely happy, I would actually like to go more into the creative side of “business”, which means marketing and other evil terms that the other side doesn’t like (or understand). But for now I have to get serious about my career. I never thought I would be serious, I must be getting old.

Its hard to get serious when at the moment I am a bit bored to death.

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Not having a camera in a new place. It kind of hurts. Being in a new place alone not much to do really but explore and look at things. I don’t think the people who are behind things like “photography free day” really understand that half of the joy is taking the pictures, not having them. Its a fun activity for me. I see ideas for pictures all day long. Sometimes I want to save them. When I don’t have the option at all, it gets annoying. My memory is not as good as a photo. My imagination is better, but that is the problem! Photos are a way of blending your imagination into reality.