I always saw pictures of Westerners in Thailand at temples with their hands folded--what to me seemed like a hokey pose that didn't seem particularly respectful. That is, until I found myself there getting suckered into the very same things.
We have only a little time to please the living, but all eternity to love the dead.
Pictures I managed to take in between day drinking and cute boys.
Wait, where is Malta again?
My first update from Murcia!
Beware of going to church on Easter Monday in Eastern Europe. At least make sure that your legs are covered.
Finding pieces of identity, scattered throughout the German capital like pieces of the old wall.