Sunday morning, the couple traveling with us asked for a ride to a church. While they were doing whatever people do in churches, I decided to do something constructive by walking around the village and take some photos.
The place was a fishing town and the harbor was cooler than turning over a pillow at night. I got to experience life at it’s best. The other couple? They chanted some, and gave away their money. I wanted to suggest that they were adults, and too old to be believing in that stuff, but I fear their brainwashing is just to embedded.
A Midnight Rider 