I’ll start this post with a simple admission: I love walking the street. And to paraphrase Hugh Grant’s famous line in the hit movie Notting Hill, I mean that in a “non-prostitute” sort of way. Not everyone’s cup of tea, I grant you, but for me, the craziness of the street with its unpredictable, and always revealing human activity, is the stuff of life. Where else can you, and in the scope of a day, experience great art, creative people, international music, great food, Ethiopian coffee, incredible architecture, and dare I say it, a little flirting here and there. But even more than that, the street has a certain energy that is highly contagious. It is scenery that is always changing, and for someone interested in the human condition in any way, there is simply no other place to be than out there where the noise is coming from. Be it in Rio, Berlin, Shanghai, or Delhi, life on the street is simply a never-ending theatrical performance by momentary, wonderful characters. Crude at times, scary at others, but also happy and refreshing most of the time. Sort of like a human thrift shop. Haven’t experienced the streets and neighborhoods in your town yet? Well, you ought to try getting out there. Don’t just read about life, be that life. And don’t forget your camera.