August 1st and 2nd
I did manage to sleep on the plane, but still, at the time I took this photo (of Brighton station in the south of England), an employee of the Thameslink train I'd just arrived on was discovering my abandoned guitar. I'd left it in the overhead compartment! I can't believe it. I looked up after taking this lovely picture and saw him making his way with the guitar in one hand and a bag of trash in the other. "Sir! Sir, that's mine!" I was so embarrassed. Brighton is so beautiful. You do get a feeling of clumsiness at the sight. I spent much of today trying to remember to look RIGHT before crossing the street.

August 1st and 2nd
I did manage to sleep on the plane, but still, at the time I took this photo (of Brighton station in the south of England), an employee of the Thameslink train I'd just arrived on was discovering my abandoned guitar. I'd left it in the overhead compartment! I can't believe it. I looked up after taking this lovely picture and saw him making his way with the guitar in one hand and a bag of trash in the other. "Sir! Sir, that's mine!" I was so embarrassed. Brighton is so beautiful. You do get a feeling of clumsiness at the sight. I spent much of today trying to remember to look RIGHT before crossing the street.