Drones have arrived in Oaxaca; their hummy-buzzy sound is unmistakable. My first “close encounter” of the drone kind down here was 2+ years ago at the Estadio Eduardo Vasconcelos (baseball stadium) when a drone made an appearance at the Lluvia de Estrellas charity home run derby and softball game.
However, two weeks ago as I walked onto the Alameda, that telltale sound caught my ear and a low flying drone caught my eye. Apparently, it was being used by the Pasión por Oaxaca to draw attention to their (political) organization’s booth. “Smile, you’re on Candid Camera!”
Then early yesterday morning, there was that sound again. Looking out the window I could see a drone in the distance. Of course, I grabbed my camera and went out to investigate. I guess the operator/pilot saw me, because soon the drone was flying toward my terrace, then stopped to pose for several seconds, before flying off.
Sheesh, Señor DeMille, I was still in my pajamas and definitely NOT ready for my close-up!
You’ll probably appear on Facebook, pjs and all.
Ugh, I know!!!
While I share your humor and would probably show them my back side… I see it as a direct invasion of my privacy when at my home, one that will probably increase in function and popularity…one that merits an immediate response with a broom, hose
or some other drone disabling projectile. 🙂
Yes, I know… However, it was too far away to reach with anything short of a water cannon. 😉 And, given that the law here appears to be based on “guilty until proven innocent,” I’d probably be the one arrested. So, humor seems to be the only way to deal with it.
A pea shooter would probably discourage an invading drone, also.
Too far away for a pea shooter!
Haha! I am one of the guilty! I hope to use the technology for habitat and wildlife surveys. Thanks for the post!
It’s a great technology with lots of positive potential. BUT it’s the “but” that raises key questions and ethical concerns.
Perhaps un hombre muy celoso of your vermicomposting success trying to photo secrets of the process 😉
I’ll show him my lombrisas, if (s)he shows me hers/his. 😉