fundon in london night 1
where there was one, there were 2, then 3, 4, and so forth, until the sun rose and magnificence of the british subway system delivered us all home... except me.. i have no home, but the tibetan guy in some of these pictures generously houses me... actually.... i'm sitting almost in the very spot of the screenshot below. cheecky MUNKAY!
a couple videos...
superman's iranian, better believe....and respet
....and some stuff...
this is carolina. she is a french person.
this is the benevolent gudea, leader of lagash. he is a mesopotamian.
standard of ur. big stuff, big shit
lamb in the thorn thicket. equally big shit
the moonlighter; way over the top
arash was at the british museum, and she was lost on a streetcorner....museum?
multicultural rainbow parade, growing one by one...honestly by teh end of the night we had at least 25 languages covered between all of us
exactly
bellisimo
...AND HE'S IRANIAN
15-step shutter
I have a home in denmark now!
oof
.3 seconds before nearly breaking my neck on a a very poorly placed stair.....
no thanks to this aggie (and undoubtedly a former member of no doubt) telling us to move further back for a better picture...and a severed spine?
(actually he was a very nice fellow)
constantly telling secrets in their native tongue
gieusep-PE
that's about the state of 6 a.m.
yeahp
the french are reduced to this at 6 in the morning (imagine a whole country doing this ritualistically every motning)