Greetings. I’m back in the States being stalked by a fly at Paper and Plastik on Pico. It’s strange to drive, strange to hear American accents everywhere, strange to see old friends. Don’t have the culture shock I did after my first long trip to Europe in ‘91, though.
I have approx 900000000 photos to weed through to make a final little report of Europe 2012 vol i. Bizarrely, I’m headed back to Londontown this fall to wander around and eat ginger candy.
But first… Portlandia. Korea. Thailand. India. Shit’s going to get weird, yo. Or something.