Waiting for the other shoe to drop in Tampa Bay. Actually, Eastern Sikkim.

Sneaking up and preying on a bunch of schoolgirls. Colaba, Bombay.

I’m going camping for a couple of days so this is it. Since I’ll be gone I figured I’d put up two pictures today. It’s against the rules and they’re not even that different but each is special in it’s own way I think.

I have two pictures of a guy looking into the sun setting on Chowpatty Beach in Bombay. I don’t know which of them I like better. I think the top one because you can see his shirt and you gotta be able to see an Indian man’s shirt. But then, the bottom one has a classic, no bullshit, punk rock kinda feel. He’s looks a little bored or upset in the top one but in the bottom one it looks like he just farted. Heck. I don’t know.

Hughes Road, Bombay. Merge carefully dad.