When I was in Tangiers, I was taking pictures of the beautiful sea over a cliffside wall when my eye was caught by two boys struggling to make their way up. They eventually made it, but not fast enough--one of them had to stop, take his pants down, and have a pee. (No, I did not take pictures of that.)
Originally from New York, I spent many years in Belgium, as well as six months in the former USSR. I'm happily living stateside now, but I've taken many photos along the way and I'd like to share some. On a different note, I'm doing my best to turn the Brit hubcap into a Yank!