And an apple juice with chunks of lychee. Iain then left for the airport. Tuomas and Michael went back to the office. I went to do some book shopping. Mark Twain, Sylvia Plath, Ernest Hemingway, Charles Bukowski, John Upton.
Bookstores are dangerous.
Headed to the office because I thought I had left my laptop's power adapter there, and my laptop was at JP's house. Did not find it in the office after all. Headed back home on the T. Put Bill Evans on the discman, began reading Sylvia Plath's journals , and got all melancholic. The reason for waking up early was to go on a little photo expedition with Vlad, Peter, and Ettore. So I now have the 28mm, 50mm, 135mm, and 200mm, which is a nice span of prime lenses.