Thanks to Matthew, who talked me out of taking subways to JFK, I get to watch the beautiful Grand Army Plaza for one last time. Brooklyn, NY
'Farewell New York' I'm about to leave behind my home of 14 years. JFK Airport, Queens, NY, January 23rd, 2008
LA freeway was slippery with all the grease washed up in the rain. an emergency vehicles zip by as we sit in a midnight traffic jam. this looks really bad.
'You got spunk, kid!' can never have too many guitars when there are good food, good wine and right kind of friends. West LA, CA
'You can't move, can you?' Kevin is a lovely daddy to beautiful three kids.
April in search for her last four noodles in a local Vietnamese restaurant, Silverlake, CA
Catching a bus from Union station, downtown LA, to my next new home in Northern California.
In a brief 20 minute hike from her house in San Anselmo, Deborah honey bee exits Marin county, CA, to... where there's no address!
Deborah finds comfort in the mother nature. Redwood, CA.
Rule 1; avoid personalized means of transportation, especially taxicabs. Thus I ended up taking two buses, two metro trains, and a river boat from Bangkok airport to get to the area I stay in town. Above here is BTS, a nice and clean metro commuter's train in Bangkok. Video ad's and LCD displays that tell the next stop in every car. Who built it? Japanese, off course.
There on the river boat I meet Mr. Fujiwara, a veteran Japanese cinematographer who's just finishing his SE Asia tour. On his last night in Bangkok before he returns to Japan, he insists to go to Japanese dinner with me. He took this photo and emailed me. My first night of Rice Farm Tour 2008, on Khao san road, Banglumphoo January 31st, 2008. Arigatou Gozaimasu! (look what a wreck I am with the jetlag!)
My yet another new guitar echoes through the dindgy night of Bangramphoo alley.
