Hi Max,
Looks interesting! Especially the pics of the Italian Alps!

My father was a Boeing Aeronautical Engineer, and when I was in high school (10th grade) he was asked by Boeing if he'd be interested in transferring to (Milan?) Italy – to help organize & improve his related engineering division at
Boeing Italia. He & my mother were divorced, so my dad & I were pretty excited about moving to Italy— from 15 Miles East of Seattle WA.
Everyone at my school signed my 10th grade annual yearbook with inscriptions like:
Have a blast in Italy! We'll miss you, it's so far-out that you'll be living & skiing in Italy! Have fun chasing all the Italian girls!.... blah, blah, blah, etc, etc.
As my parents had started me skiing when I was only 17 months (1 ½ yrs) old, and I was totally into alpine ski racing, having grown-up ski racing since I was around 6 yrs old. I even read FIS ski racing magazines in my classrooms...when I could get away with it.
Anyways, to make a boring story even longer, soon afterwards, early that summer, my father decided not to accept the Italy transfer.

Rather, he decided, that his life was pretty-great the way it was; living outside of Seattle WA; were he was a Scratch golfer in the Boeing men's golf league, and loved golfing 2~3 times per week; was also in the Boeing men's bowling league; we had Llewellin English Setters (upland bird dogs), and we hunted upland birds (Grouse, Chukars, Hungarian Partridge, Pheasants, Quail &c), almost every weekend every Autumn, as well as bow hunting for Deer & Elk, and fly-fished all year long every year for Trout & Steelhead, and also Salmon fished frequently in Puget Sound, the Strait of Juan de Fuca, and the Pacific ocean.
As he had always been a fervent outdoor sportsman—he even crafted his own hunting bows & arrows & fly-fishing rods &c—and had raised me to be the same.
But when I returned to school that September, some school-mates thought I had made the whole 'moving to Italy' story up.

I was so, so, so disappointed

, and have always wondered what my life would've been like, and what course my life might've taken, if we had moved to Italy that year.
Would I have stayed there? Would I have trained with or joined the Italian Olympic Ski Team? Would I be living in an Italian or French or Swiss or Austrian Alp paradise right now?

So that's it; your beautiful pics made me reminisce and daydream for a few moments today.

Thanks

And I will checkout your PhotoTag app. Thanks very much for posting about it.
P. S. – In the Play Store, it doesn't come up when you search 'Photo tag app', or 'Photo Tag'; and, there's another app, by SDG Systems, called 'Photo Tag - business cloud pics' . . . But your app does appear if you search 'phototag'.