Gee but it's great to be back home. Home is where I want to be. Yes, sir. Yah. Nice... rain. Little smog there, that's nice. Tarzan of the concrete jungle home sweet brachiate by electric and phone wire to the train station home. Sleep in a concrete coffin home. Cold noodle home.

God, I'm depressed.

Well! Gonna write some stuff here soon about my trip! How would that be? Would you like that? Would ya?

And about 400 photos to sort. Yikes.

Here is a letter to Greg and Ani, my friends who just had a baby:


Dear Greg and Ani,

LOVE! LOVE LOVE LOVE!

Yours in friendship et cetera,

Justin Couch

P.S. LOVE!