Ok, I´ll admint it. I am a sucker for nice Hotels. It doesn´t have to be expensive and luxury all the way but it does have to have personality. Sometimes being at a 5 star hotel is too much because I can´t relate to most people staying there. Cameron House is something else though. You don´t have to interact with other guests that much. You take a walk along Loch Lomond. Sipping a single malt in their whisky bar or maybe reading a good crime novel.

It´s a place to return to.

Daydreaming about Chicago. Here I am in front of the Bean!

I´m having a great time here. Still have two more days before going to Chicago but I already decided I have to come back.

It´s a great city with a great ambiance, although I have a hard time finding any hippies. Strange considering the easy access to stuff at stores like the above :)

It´s great to hang out with my friend here and to get tips on what to do that would be hard/impossible to  find as a tourist with a guide book!

I finished Shantaram by Gregory David Roberts recently and although I´m not sure if I really liked the book it made me realize that I think about India almost everyday. I miss it. Maybe I will be able to go back in January next year but I´m not sure.

About Shantaram, it was a good story and his descriptions of India are so vivid you can smell it or even taste it but to me, it was all written in a spellbound junkies haze. When I read Burroughs back in the day it was kind of fun with that romaticized visions of the cool junkie but today it just sadened me. It´s worth reading. Suppose it´s just me.

I keep coming back to my Hong Kong files. This is slanted and all sorts of “wrongs” but still…

extra credit for the dangling cigarette amongst all the vegetables and fruits. Healthy living :)

At the time, an unintentional homage to Fernandos yellow period.