belair

Standing outside the hotel in San Antonio waiting for the bus to take me to the airport it felt odd to be alone after 10 days of almost non-top people. It felt even stranger to leave my luggage at the door and walk across the street to take this blip. Simultaneous anxieties of, I shouldn't leave my luggage, and, I wonder if the person that owns this car is watching, jangled in my mind. But I am a blipper, and a blipper takes the shot.