I went with my grandmother on a tour agency organized trip named “Atlantic Pearl – Madeira”. Every morning at 8:45 AM me, grandma and 37 other tourists got on the bus and drove to observation areas in the mountains and valleys, went on a guide tours to caves and museums, ate local cuisine and bought things from souvenir shops. Day before my grandma turned 78 years old, we sat in a cafe near the dolphin filled ocean and had a rough argument about LGBT community, the media independence, data protection and about drug abuse among teenagers, about me washing my hair every day and being way too late back at my hotel room at night. And about me taking too many pictures. Even though tourists had to take as much photos as possible – starting with the clouds in the mountains and specific street signs - to remember as much as you can about the place you visited. My traveling companions took photos by the pool in the hotel and by the beach in the countryside, at the architectural monuments, at churches and banana plantations. They took photos of themselves and of other tourists from other countries – which were exactly the same tour groups as ours was.
this project was selected as a finalist for Riga Photography Biennial and ISSP Gallery’s Award for the competition "Seeking the Latest in Photography!"