The hunter returns empty handed, or does he?
The streets and the shops are filled with things glittery, sparkly, and shiny.
Autumn has arrived with its hint of winter, and I’m dreaming of the tropics.
2015—“The open road speaks for a perpetual becoming.” Pico Iyer
Change, and street food; that’s Bangkok.
photo 101 rehab
In which there’s more to paddling than you might first expect.