When we were out this weekend, we got approached by a younger guy on a bike who had heard us speaking English. He was, essentially, “creating content” — running a bike tour company and trying to create more English-speaking content for his business Instagram channel to appeal to tourists. We had a little friendly chat — he was curious about our experience, what we liked, where we liked, where else we had been around Albania. Nice guy, and we wished him well in his business ventures.
Anyways, parts of our conversation appeared on his Instagram channel today. I’ve always thought it was weird to hear myself (since way back when I was eight and was recording myself cracking jokes) but it is, I think, more weird to see yourself where you don’t expect yourself.
(I mean, in this digital age where everyone has a video camera in their pocket, I’m sure I’ve been in hundreds of people’s home movies by now, I just never get to see them so I’m oblivious to it. I wish I got tagged in all this stuff, I bet I said some funny thing in someone’s video that I’ve long forgotten.)
Another lazy day today. The rain’s off and on and I did run to the grocery store and stocked up on soda and some groceries, so we’ll make it to tomorrow.
But it might mean Wolting some coffee.