Michael Jackson lives...

...through a terrible street impersonator while a bum mocks him. So
good.

For my Father

Monte Carlo

Yachting

As nice as Nice may be ( no pun intended ), this place is so
godawfully gaudy, the rich practically bathe in their own self-
importance.

July 15th and 16th, 2009

We spent a night at the beach since our residence didn't have the
first night in Nice open. I stayed up for most of the night and
skipped rocks into the ocean. This photograph was taken at around 6AM.

The Globe Theatre

For Jenny

Last Saturday we literally looked around for a hotel for about eight
hours. We almost slept in a park until Dave ( bless his heart ) gave
us a free room in a student residence to sleep in...so we would be out
of the rain and cold. By the time Colin and I found Dave ( bless his
heart ), we were soaking wet - in the rain for two hours.