The last days of a trip always go by in a blur.
Even as a kid, I knew that.
I'd tell myself "I have to soak in every site this one last time."
I'd think of my eye and set my pupils' aperture to f5.6, thinking that EVERY detail would be imprinted in my memories.
Nothing could be left out.
Here are a few snaps of our last days on the road. The camera was snapping at everything...
Whether in a town or on the open road, everything deserves to be recorded.
These are mine...
until the next trip.