Bald Nomad – Page 2 – adventures described in words and pictures

Pivoting to Video (kinda)

Sorta, not really, maybe

Well… how did I get here?

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So close, yet so far.

The first stop was the hospital.

The party explodes from the darkness like a joyous firework filled with food and music.

…is colder than LA in the winter.

London grew in fits and starts, bound for a millennia by the slow crawl of humanity.

I fled 1770, days late and angry, a little after 1 in the morning.

I hate being bored.

Just off the coast of Australia is the world’s largest sand island.

I left Melbourne, a city I love, for Perth and Western Australia.

Where did you meet your friends?

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