I normally don’t like having my picture taken. It’s not so much a “camera will steal my soul” thing, as it a “why do I have that strange expression on my face” thing. I usually look like I’m in the middle of transforming into a dinosaur.
…Actually, scratch that – that would be pretty cool.
But traveling with a friend means that they can take pictures of you, and you can have proof that you stood there!
Or you can have them take a picture as proof of your obsessions with cannons:
Or they can take pictures proving that you are a thoughtful and benevolent ruler:
(Until someone crosses you, that it)
Or, if you’re not traveling with someone (or even if you are), there’s always the ol’ fallback of the Self-Portrait via Shiny Things!
Happy Friday, everyone!