never the less, would love to see the resault of that....

"...looking at screens / not at life."

On my one and only university two-month stay in France in 1963 (yes, I'm that old) I chose not to take a camera with me.

I've never for a moment regretted that decision. My organic memory album has served me far better than any photo album could have. And I've opened it and browsed every day since then.