the creepiest tourist...

that's me. I spent my time sitting in the airport and the whole first leg of my flight with my eye up to a gigantic camera, recording snippets of people as they got luggage from the overhead bins or got up to go to the "loo." I was just testing color settings. I don't think anyone noticed. ...I know, I know- now you expect me to post one of those videos... but I'm not that much of a creep. I deleted them.

You know who's not even remotely a creep...? The random guy I met on the internet. I don't think I could ask for a better situation. A little guest room on the second floor, fireplace, lovely garden view, and as I type, the sweet smell of home cooking drifting through the townhouse. Mmmm. I'm gonna go eat it.