May 19, 2012

May 19, 2012

Sleeping on my host family’s roof has been awesome, except for this: waking up to my host brother’s pigeons staring at me and flying over my head. By the time I took this picture, there were two more near my feet and one behind my head, with another lingering nearby. I obviously woke up just in time to stop them from forming some sort of Circle of Death.

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