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!