First Week

First Week

 

Back over the clouds, armed with the new camera... let the good times roll.

Beth and Kristin in their separate cars after picking me up.

Beth, madly tanned

"Wave like you're princesses!"

Margaret, waving like she means it.

Wal-Mart excursions

Kristin kept on pointing out awful consumer products

Oh cheese sections, how I heart thee

The back of Beth' car, plastered in stickers

Rochester

"My room" at Margaret's house

Kitty-Meow

What?

Kitty Meow again, an awesome cat as I might add.

Kristin having a good time.

I know it is white-ish and ugly, but i think it speaks for itself

The pier at Charlotte Beach

Sunset through the haze.

Beautifully clothed fisherman.

I'll do graffiti if you sing to me in French.

Kristin & her family

Nice sunset over flithy Lake Ontario

Looks like bathing will be fun?

Well, take a look at this.

Abbotts, one of those places whose ice cream is too big for me to handle.

Kristin's room with our old friends Paul, Ringo, John and George (in no particular order)

...and the chaos in there.

Baas on the tree at Hyland park.

The tree is carved beyond all and even has a name, but unfortunately I have momentarely forgotten it.

Beware of the bark brun, my friends.

Walking talking driving smiling.

California Rollin! The bauty that is a tofu pocket.

And soy beans.

And little fish that look like they have been stolen from that Nemo movie.

And soybeans up my nose.

More graffiti.

Y'all know me...

...same still ol' G

Photogeekiness was bound to happen.

That was printed on a truck that was standing on the parking lot and looked like it hadn't been used in ages.

Beth & Me

Yum!

Political messages on road signs make sense.

The dashboard in Beth's car is enhanced by that lovely statue of a man. It was given to her by Lise who was in Chine while I was there. Quite unfortunate.

A ginger spice barbie. Oh my heart just skipped a beat.

No, no snow this time.

Computer envy.

Fatness envy :)

Lip ring envy.

Beth is being a girl and carried lip-stuff wherever she goes.

Suburbia!

Home of the ever so acrobatic Beth

COURAGE!

Javas. Days were to be spent here, so keep that name in mind.

Its kinda cool, actually.

Margaret & I

At Cibon, another coffee place.

Margaret's kitchen.

A full fridge!

Who doesn't?

Shopping adventures in the land of capitalism.

Dreams come true at body gap.

Kristin got to grope a mannequin.

Dies geht an alle Freunde der Schweiz!

www.paulgangulyisgoddamnamazing.com

The assassination attempt on the poor cat.

Mary & Kristin

Kristin is loitering it.

Whatever...

Monroe Ave

Home of high quality places.

And bagels.

Kristin & I

The almost naked jogger.

Isn't it?

Goodman Street, this is where Margarets house is on.

How comforting!

Documentation of the fact that we did cook once.

Java's yet again,

Who would that house belong to?

High quality times at the Churchville cemetary yet again.

Crescent rolls HAD to happen.

Unfortunately they made me sick. But I am always sick when I am in America...

Churchville has a certain style, doesn't it? To my german eye it does.

Me looking and feeling sick.

The back of Beth's house.

"And it's true the clouds just hung around like black cadillacs..."

Clayton! I enjoy that place.

Los Amicos.

Manual flavour.

Patriotism.

We both love ugliness.

Were we watching MTV here? Probably.

Marty.

Marty once more.

The second boat, after the first one had died on us.

After some fun with the splashing water...

...this boat died as well.

We had to be towed.

AJ

Me

Marty & the fourwheeler.

AJ & Dan

One of the smart girls & Marty

Who promptly attempted seduction by letting her paint his fingernails pink.

Ross & a huge catch.

The devilish boy has been captured by Marty.

Trampoline fun.

That was week numero uno...