Straggling photos from my trip to Goa. Bangalore Airport

Straggling photos from my trip to Goa.

Bangalore Airport

Sunset (HDR) - Fort Aguada, Goa, India I wish I had been sober enough to walk down to the beach.

Sunset (HDR) - Fort Aguada, Goa, India

I wish I had been sober enough to walk down to the beach.

Fort Aguada (HDR) - Fort Aguada, Goa, India Thought it was alright. A little dark, no?

Fort Aguada (HDR) - Fort Aguada, Goa, India

Thought it was alright. A little dark, no?

Picture of My Feet (HDR) - Fort Aguada, Goa, India Relaxing.

Picture of My Feet (HDR) - Fort Aguada, Goa, India

Relaxing.

I fear I am Lennie from Of Mice and Men. I just found this little critter roaming around my ceiling, and decided to shamelessly exploit him for a few pictures. He was running here and there at lightning fast speed, but I managed to get a few quality shots. Had these photos ever any worth, they are certainly meaningless now. Afterward, I decided it would be best if I freed him on my balcony. I grabbed a small container from my cupboard, and chased him around a bit. Up and down the wall, across the bookshelf, behind some books. He scampered away from the books as quickly as his little lizard legs would take him, ascending a barren white wall offering no protection from my tupperware prison. I ever so gently tried to trap him beneath the container. Before I knew it, he was severed in half, his little lizard head still consciously looking around, probably wondering in his little lizard brain why the other half of his little lizard body was no longer connected, was no longer moving. I swear, I swear, I swear I had only the best intentions for my little lizard guy. I feel I need to repent for this horrible accident, but how?

I fear I am Lennie from Of Mice and Men.

I just found this little critter roaming around my ceiling, and decided to shamelessly exploit him for a few pictures. He was running here and there at lightning fast speed, but I managed to get a few quality shots. Had these photos ever any worth, they are certainly meaningless now.

Afterward, I decided it would be best if I freed him on my balcony. I grabbed a small container from my cupboard, and chased him around a bit. Up and down the wall, across the bookshelf, behind some books.

He scampered away from the books as quickly as his little lizard legs would take him, ascending a barren white wall offering no protection from my tupperware prison. I ever so gently tried to trap him beneath the container. Before I knew it, he was severed in half, his little lizard head still consciously looking around, probably wondering in his little lizard brain why the other half of his little lizard body was no longer connected, was no longer moving.

I swear, I swear, I swear I had only the best intentions for my little lizard guy.

I feel I need to repent for this horrible accident, but how?

Another sign encouraging the annihilation of the white man, this time by pushing them in the lion’s cage. Seriously. Just look at it.

Another sign encouraging the annihilation of the white man, this time by pushing them in the lion’s cage.

Seriously. Just look at it.

:@

:@

D:

D:

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