a few weeks ago i boarded a train and took a lot of pictures. took me a while to get them up and running, but here are a few. let's board the space seattle!
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the pink door, cosmic blabla jazz, local karaoke singers, pussy bums that won't shoot us, a gino-look-alike grudge tribute band, seemingly endless walking and getting lost, pretty admirable waitresses that turn us down, and the "owl" establishment constantly tapping at our curiosity through its red lights that shine through our hotel window. good memories, great city. chalk one up along the great trips column! good job, brotha!
there's nothing like travelling on rail. there's nothing like donning a backpack, knowing that everything you own is on your back... but the real thrill comes in knowing that you're looking forward to seeing things that you can never own inside your bag, but only in the memories that you create in travelling, by leaving everything behind.
the pink door, cosmic blabla jazz, local karaoke singers, pussy bums that won't shoot us, a gino-look-alike grudge tribute band, seemingly endless walking and getting lost, pretty admirable waitresses that turn us down, and the "owl" establishment constantly tapping at our curiosity through its red lights that shine through our hotel window. good memories, great city. chalk one up along the great trips column! good job, brotha!
Good times. Great pictures! Galeng gop :)
Nice pictures! Made me want to buy a moped and drive along the coast. Cool dude.
Great pics! Except that it's Dory, not Dora in the Finding Nemo shot. Hehe. ;D
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and are you getting taller??? parang you're reaching mikkel na. wahahaha. mwah! labshooooooo... :)
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tsss.. something went wrong with my last comment. anyways i looovveee yer camera. nice pictures. ^_^
there's nothing like travelling on rail. there's nothing like donning a backpack, knowing that everything you own is on your back... but the real thrill comes in knowing that you're looking forward to seeing things that you can never own inside your bag, but only in the memories that you create in travelling, by leaving everything behind.
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what kind of super train is that?! that's straight gattaca.
good show. :)
Nice Pictures. Great Story.