by the hot dog stand (three people i've met)

-twenty year old man who sells hot dogs on saturday nights right next to my block (swedish phenomenon to set up a stand at night only -- traditional drunken food), loved his job, loved scuba diving (took a certificate when he was twelve), wants to move to norway, iceland, egypt or the caribean.

- freddy mendoza from lima, peru. social worker who had spent his night at the amusement park "gröna lund" dancing salsa all night.

- friend of freddy, who's name i forget, from cuba, taught me the name of "the florida keys" in spanish. also told me that i better memorize freddy's name as i later that night was going to "scream his name". he told me this after 30 seconds of conversation.

i don't know what it is with hot dog stands, but i concluded that i i'd ever feel lonely, i could just go find the nearest stand to make new friends.

jetlagged at 3:32am, scheelegatan, sweden

so many gorgeous happenings

another thought, to not feel lost can be the best of gifts

mera road trip med mig sjalv

Ovan ar taget fran Dave's Cafe, dar jag sitter just nu.

Nedan ar film fran samma stalle, Dave's Cafe that is.

road trip med mig sjalv

maryland, forsta stoppet. ett "crab shack" med allt vad det innebar.




pa vag att korsa george washington bridge, over norraste tippen av manhattan.




stopp for bensin och hang med truckers.





fortfarande i new york. bilkoerna tar aldrig slut.




nar man bade kor och dokumenterar pa samma gnag kan det se ut sa har.



klassisk bro i bronx. killar som springer fran andra sidan vagen dar park och pool ar.




connecticut.




a som leder till havet.



havet.


hotel willows i charlestown, rhode island.