Picture this.

You’ve got a few months left after seven long, (partly) grueling semesters at university.

You’re living in the heart of a city that’s known for its incredible weather — people would give a lot up to move to where you live.

You’ve grown up in cities where the weather was more often than not just… perfect. Never too hot, never too cold, 365 days a year, 7 days a week, 24 hours a day, 60 minutes a… well, you get the point.

And… you’ve got your last spring break as an undergraduate coming up.

Spring break!

A time that’s borderline sacred with traditions that are meant to be kept — traditions that dictate that you, an undergraduate at a university in the United States of America, are meant to spend in the balmy, warm weather of a country south of the border where most rules seldom matter, most grub is dirt cheap, and if you’re dressed in anything but board shorts or a bikini people look at you like you’ve just swam ashore from a sunken ship that was meant to leave from Seattle to Alaska but had an intoxicated skipper who couldn’t tell north from south and sunk his ship off the coast of Mexico. …

My final project for a photography class involved documenting a building through 25–30 high quality images. This is what I ended up with.

I’ve owned a digital SLR since November 2010, a camera that I chose not to bring to university when I moved to the United States in 2011.

In hindsight… it was a stupid decision. But, y’know, hindsight is 20/20. I got to travel a fair bit from my first to my third year at USC (Thailand, London, Hong Kong, Kerala, Washington D.C., and the Bay Area to name a few places) — and all I had to document my travels was my cell phone (from cheap HTC phones, to the Nexus 4 — all of which is pretty sub-standard).

This December, however, I went back home to India to travel to the isolated Rann of Kutch near the India-Pakistan border in Gujarat… and decided to bring my SLR along for the ride. That’s when I realized what I was missing all this time. …