this does not, however, make up for the lack of a social life

Sometimes (and only sometimes) traveling like a maniac for a living has its perks. For instance, visiting a site near a little beach town south of St. Petersburg, FL, on the Gulf of Mexico. And, by chance, ending up with a convertible rental and an oceanfront room with a balcony.

Then you get to wake up to this:



And sit around at a little bar on the beach to enjoy a beverage whilst the sun sets:


And feel the inexplicably irresistible urge to photograph your feet with the ocean:




Not too shabby, I must say.

I'm still trying desperately to narrow down my London and Amsterdam photos to the 10 best to post here, but it's proving relatively impossible.

Oh, and I spent last weekend at my 5-year college reunion. Good christ, I knew there was a reason I hadn't been back since graduation. I'm currently looking into therapy to deal with my debilitating inability to cope with missing that place and those people. Ouch.