Castles made of sand....

I turned on my computer and saw this. My desktop wallpaper cycles every 15 minutes through photos I've selected. Some of them are of times best left forgotten (I should really change that...) and some of them are memories like these.

Before I came to Korea, in 2003, I was in a wonderful, disasterly, destructive relationship with a fiery, red-headed german girl. She left Canada, she bought me a plane ticket to go with her. I went.

I found myself in Essaouria, Morocco, west Africa. A frequent destination of Jimi Hendrix.