above is the view out our hotel window
above is a new building made out of old salvaged bricks
Papa and his boy
Nickolai our driver
beheading my pal Nancy
some days you want pecans, some days you want walnuts...and some days you just get stuck with peanuts.
After further inspection of the above photo, I felt the need to point out that that is my sweater buldging out, NOT my stomache. I SWEAR!
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