Hi everybody, welcome to the blog where I talk about the past. I’m gonna dedicate this blog here to Superwoman, I mean my friend in front of me.
Ah, man, when I was a fashion photographer, we stayed in some awesome hotels. This one hotel I remember vividly was in Hawaii. I was approaching reception to check in. The reception desk was in a lanai overlooking the ocean. Then as if on cue, a giant blue whale breached the surface of the ocean. I said to the front desk, “Did you arrange that for me?” It was an awesome hotel. I’ll never forget it.
I used to love shooting at hotels that were from the 50’s. You could always find them in Mexico. The hotels were great locations. At this one hotel I used to always go to, they would give me a bungalow to stay in. It was more like a five bedroom house with a swimming pool overlooking the ocean. It was very cool. Anyway, one night there was a full moon. There was a group of people dressed in all white writing blessings on the corner of our house. I didn’t know whether to thank them or call security. It was a strange night.
Anyway, that hotel is gone now. They tore it down for a more progressive hotel. What a shame. I guess the blessings didn’t work.
Another place I loved to shoot was just south of Cancun, Mexico. I checked into my room. They actually gave me a very nice bungalow near the lagoon. The bungalow was cool, but the 12 foot saltwater crocodile on my porch was not cool. I went back to the front desk and got a room in the main part of the hotel.
Another hotel that I used to love to shoot in was in Charleston, SC. One hotel I stayed in when I was there was definitely haunted. I fell asleep on my back and I woke to something with their knees on my shoulders, their hands next to my ears, and their nose, nose to nose with me, growling, very angry. I didn’t know if I was having a bad dream or actually being haunted, but it was not comfortable. I got dressed, packed my bag and went to the front desk. Mind you, this was about 2 in the morning. I talked to the guy at the front desk. He handed me a key in the new section of the hotel and said, “You’ll be more comfortable over there,” and I was.
I could tell you many other stories, but we’ll leave it at that. Oh! Wait, one more.
I used to love shooting in the small country called Palau. I think I told you this story before, but I went there in the 80’s, went back there in the 90’s, and they said, “Oh, Mr. Nice, welcome back!” and they gave me a T-shirt which I still wear.
That’s all for now. Love you and miss you.
Love, B. Nice
