I've never been this jet-lagged. After nearly 50 hours without healthy sleep, I think (and hope) that my body is at last ready for serious slumber. Below, I'm posting a few pictures from the incredible trip.
Heya, welcome back. Nice photos. Can't wait to hear about the trip... But hold on a minute... Looting? Was that a hallucination or did the levees break in Queens too?
Thanks. It appears that the looting was definitely imagined. But the fact that I STILL have been able to grab only a very few hours of sleep is all too real. I'm not sure what's up. I've been up since 5:00 AM this morning and I kept waking up all last night. I'm losing my sh*t, man.
Actually, Devo, you WILL hear stories of the hornets - and see pictures, too. Those bastards are big! I ran like a school girl when chased by them. Unfortunately, I'm not exaggerating. I think I even yelped a little as a way of preparing myself for the searing sting. Luckily, my crazy legs carried me to safety without a thorough zapping. Not a species of hornet I want to tangle with, that's for damned sure.
No monks got to me, but a number of little, old Japanese women asaulted me with their umbrellas, rudely scratching the back of my neck despite my protests. They are a cruel bunch without comprehension of social etiquette. Although I must consider the fact that the big, hairy ape boy positioned himself at an unfortunate height to begin with.
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Heya, welcome back.
Nice photos. Can't wait to hear about the trip...
But hold on a minute...
Looting?
Was that a hallucination or did the levees break in Queens too?
Thanks. It appears that the looting was definitely imagined. But the fact that I STILL have been able to grab only a very few hours of sleep is all too real. I'm not sure what's up. I've been up since 5:00 AM this morning and I kept waking up all last night. I'm losing my sh*t, man.
Actually, Devo, you WILL hear stories of the hornets - and see pictures, too. Those bastards are big! I ran like a school girl when chased by them. Unfortunately, I'm not exaggerating. I think I even yelped a little as a way of preparing myself for the searing sting. Luckily, my crazy legs carried me to safety without a thorough zapping. Not a species of hornet I want to tangle with, that's for damned sure.
No monks got to me, but a number of little, old Japanese women asaulted me with their umbrellas, rudely scratching the back of my neck despite my protests. They are a cruel bunch without comprehension of social etiquette. Although I must consider the fact that the big, hairy ape boy positioned himself at an unfortunate height to begin with.
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