hookers and blow and havana cigars.

they're leaving for their lovely trip tomorrow. so they'll be playing poolside poker, smoking havana cigars, and having drunken group sex in hot tubs. they'll do blow off hookers in porcelain bathrooms, after al fresco formal dinners where everyone is wearing dior and chanel. they'll pick up models and actors in the lines for roller coasters, and then party in exclusive clubs. then they'll drunkenly watch the sunrise before passing out naked on the beach.

except, oh wait. it won't be like that at all.

my trip wasn't like that either.
i recall my trip beginning at midnight, transporting illegal immigrants across state lines at 150 kph in the fog after the gunfight broke out at the club. i went to three parties on new years, went to a random hxc show, and slept a lot.

oh, and here are some photographs from the actual disney part of that trip






i'm going to asia this summer though.
then i'll only have two continents left to see.
(minus antarctica. i have no intention of going there.
and honestly, i want to go on my "summer-before-i-go-to-college backpacking tour of scandinavia", before i go to either africa or s. america.
i'm gonna sit in fields with reindeer and play the cello.)