Travelling photobombers

“…and who’s this?”  

“I don’t know, granny”.

“Then why do you have a photo of them?”

When travelling, there are inevitably quite a lot of photos taken.  However, if you’re travelling to any major tourist attraction, there is very little chance that you’re going to end up with a picture resembling those you see in the National Geographic – beautifully lit by the sunrise and completely devoid of people.

London carriage photobomb
Outside Buckingham Palace, we see lovely carriage and 2 giant heads

Photobomb

verb

  1. spoil a photograph of (a person or thing) by unexpectedly appearing in the camera’s field of view as the picture is taken, typically as a prank or practical joke.

“we were interrupted and photobombed by at least twenty tourists” 

It’s not that I hate random strangers in my photographs.  People can provide scale, movement and a “human element” in a photo.  But there seem to always just be so many people milling around, all walking in front of the camera lens as I’m trying to get a half decent image captured.  

Call me crazy, but I’d rather get a nice low-angle shot of the Eiffel Tower instead of a picture of some strangers’ butt.

Turkey cat
Cat at Ephesus.  Thanks for wandering into my shot, lady with the red t-shirt…

Looking back over all my years of travelling, many a perfectly framed picture has been ruined by an oblivious photobomber.

Where did you come from, where did you go?

Recently while going through some of my photographs, I started wondering where all these people are now.  They’ve paraded in and out of my pictures, but I have no idea who they are, where they come from or how they ended up in my frame at the exact moment I pressed the shutter button.  

Harvard photobomb
The most seen item at an airshow – other people’s heads

The Butterfly Effect

Pondering this for a while, it made me realise that it must have taken these people a lifetime of circumstances and decisions to get them in front of my camera at the precise instant to have themselves captured as part of my own life’s story.  That if they had altered one split-second in anything leading up to that point, they would not currently be immortalised in a photo album sitting on my bookshelf.

Makes me wonder…  How many photo albums around the world does my image appear in?

2 thoughts on “Travelling photobombers

  1. Laureen says:

    We had an awesome time exploring the Knossos ruins on Crete a few ago, except for the crowds of tourists. I had to wait several minutes for a clear shot of something and had to take it quickly before the next 50 heads blocked it. Slightly infuriating! We also had a similar experience in London with the changing of the guards. That’s when I discovered I had crowd rage. I actually yelled at a couple of idiot tourists who had stepped over the barriers and stepped right in front of my camera just as I took a photo of the guards passing. By the time they moved, the moment was gone! Arrgghh!!

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    1. Megan D'Arcy says:

      I had the exact same experience as you at the changing of the guards! It was so unbelievably crowded. I am not the worlds shortest person, and yet that day I seemed to be about 1/2 a metre shorter than everyone else in the crowd!
      I used to suffer from crowd rage, but then I realised that more often than not, I am probably the tourist getting in the way!
      It is still most frustrating when it comes to trying to get good pictures of stuff, though!

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