lessons learned on current expedition:
1) there’s no such thing as ‘i’ll be fine without sunblock’ given that i now look like i was painted a deep shade of shit brown
2) just because people pay you, they think you are their slave. this goes doubly so for photographers and their clients.
3) if feeding me(admittedly unavoidable) shitty food and putting me up in a hotel room with fucking rats(note the plural – and one of them decided to climb up my arm in the middle of the goddamn night and scare the hell out of me) in it is treating me like a brother, i feel pity on your siblings and i am most definitely NOT honoured.
more lessons to come if i can keep up the outrage, which i am probably too tired to do.
doop HQ 