It started in London. I was there for, wow, how long? Three days? Seemed like three weeks. Cold, rainy, dark at 4pm, transcontinental travel, Ambien, fish & chips, trucks unloading just outside the window the Radisson all night long. I wasn't sure if I was sick, tired, both, half-awake, or what. Good times, as always. Thanks, London.
On to Paris, where there was a rail strike going on. We were here for a total of 24 hours, maybe, but it was AWESOME. Amazing light, cool old people, and insomnia just meant that I got up early enough to get some good pictures of the sunrise. Is it impossible to take a bad picture here? Champagne bottle on the curb. A not-so-interesting subject, unless it is backed by the winter light of PARIS. I took like 500 pictures on the trip, 5 of which were good and they were all in Paris.
When you're in Germany, you don't have to ash in the sink.
Finally, Poland. These are sparrows, I think, swirling around a big plaza in the middle of Warsaw. Trippy.
A couple weeks after I got back from Europe, and just as I was emerging from an Ambien haze, I went to India for a couple of days. Just, you know, to check it out. Was two days really long enough to take it all in? Maybe not. Better make it three so I make sure I see everything. In reality, I was there to teach a class, and I would have loved to stay longer. Instead, I left immediately after so that I could attend ...
Adlai and Shinobu's wedding! Good times. To be honest, it was also a bit of blur, but I remember enjoying every waking moment, even if those moments were technically half-waking.
For the holidays, Hawaii. I did some chocolate-making with Mara and her family. I drank that milkshake, for sure.
This crazy rock was last seen on the beach in the central coast of California, north of Santa Cruz and near some moaning elephant seals.
No comments:
Post a Comment