Sooner or later, I'll get me off this track.
Gotta do what it is that I do and then I'm - coming back.
Got sun in my face, sleeping rough on the road.
I'll tell you all about it, when I get home.
Gonna roll up the sidewalk, I'm gonna tear up the ground.
Comin' round to meet you, The long way round.
Monday, March 14, 2011
The Drake
Illustrating the reason why the Drake Passage wasn´t a happy place for sailors. Thank god for motion sickness meds. (Picture courtesy of Ian and Maria Wong)
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