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.
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.