This will be the last post for this blog. With a head overflowing with new memories, a heart rejuvenated by new experiences, a fresh sense of hope and an action plan for change, one journey ends and a new journey begins.

Thank you for reading. The number of views has surprised and overwhelmed me. Special gratitude to those of you who took the time to comment.

I've enjoyed keeping this blog far more than I'd anticipated. Over the coming weeks I will be redesigning my musician page at www.ianbarber.info to become a more general platform for my creative output including a permanent blog. I'll also be creating a gallery of my favourite photos from this trip. Please check it out in a few weeks time if you're interested.

Thanks again.

Ian

This is not an exhaustive list.

• There are more handsome men per capita in Amsterdam than any other city I've ever visited.
• I need to change the way I think of myself as a musician. I need to stop trying to be a "band" and learn how to be an artist. And I don't need to limit myself to music. In practical terms, I think this means abandoning the commercial path and embracing new forms of self expression.
• People in souvenir shops in Berlin either have very sad lives or else they need to find a new career.
• People on the street in Europe don't smile. Don't try to smile at them. It won't work.
• I really enjoy writing. Although most of this blog has been a practical record, I have loved publishing the occasional post where I can write more emotionally. Maybe part of my expression as an artist should be a permanent blog?
• Young women in Poland are intimidatingly beautiful.
• I need to stop using beat loops so much. Listening to my music I've remembered that I can make my own beats and that they make my music more authentic.
• My fears and insecurities run deeper than I had thought. I can't keep thinking I can overcome them on my own. Throwing myself in the deep end has proven that.
• My trip to Europe 3 years ago is no longer an anomaly. I've done it again. I can do it again in the future. That means that, though I shouldn't waste my time, I don't need to stress out that I have to do everything. From now on I will travel every year, probably not for 5 weeks at a time, but at least a couple.
• Of all the cities I have lived in or visited in all my life, London is my favourite.
• I feel limited in Adelaide. Either I need to make an effort to dig deeper there or move to a bigger mine.
• A shaved head suits me.
• If you keep doing the same things, expect to get the same results. Actually, I already knew this but the trip has reinforced it.
• I need to dance more often.
• I'm in this on my own. I need to stop trying to validate my experiences through the approval and recognition of others. Also, I care too much what people think of me, sometimes to the point of paralysis.
• Train travel has a downside.
• Some health issues I thought I had are probably related to stress rather than anything else. And stressing about them and dwelling on them in the past has probably just made them worse. When I removed the stress they disappeared.
• Pear infused vodka is delicious.
• If I feel overwhelmed, I should listen to music or get creative.
• I prefer colder weather.
• I can live in the moment after all!
• I really enjoy kissing a man with a decent beard.
• When I don't make the effort to connect with strangers it's often not because I can't but rather that I don't actually want to. I just think I need to/should.
• I worry too much.
• Europeans don't like wearing bright colours.
• Reality is created in our brains every second of every day (Robert Rich). That's a powerful thing to realize.
• Going out to dance need not be a drama or big production.
• I take language for granted. My experiences in Europe have changed me. I want to make sure I don't squander the gift of language whenever I have it. And next time I travel to Europe I should make an effort to have more language skills under my belt ... or just accept that it won't be easy.
• The upside of traveling solo is you get to do exactly what you want to 100% of the time. This at least partly offsets the things you don't do because you're traveling solo.
• The downside of traveling solo is that it can get bitterly lonely.
• The 5 weeks I spent away looking outward felt far longer at the time than a typical 5 weeks I spend at home looking inward.

We left Singapore on time on an A330. This time I'd secured a window seat so I was able to take photos. Being a day time flight I resolved not to sleep in order to try and reset my body clock. These pics are from Malaysia and Indonesia respectively.

20131026-065105.jpg

20131026-064722.jpg

Saw some beautiful cloud formations.

20131026-065159.jpg

First landfall over the north west of Australia.

20131026-065246.jpg

The great Australian bight.

20131026-065314.jpg

Eyre peninsula.

20131026-065346.jpg

Landed.

20131026-065406.jpg

Em and Ash were there to greet me.

20131026-065451.jpg

As you might notice I returned with more luggage but less hair.

So that's the end of this adventure. 35 days and approximately 4,500 photos later. I have one or two final posts to publish once I've had time to finish reflecting on the journey and what it means to me. But for now I can categorically say it has been the most exciting and wonderful experience of my life. At times scary, at times challenging, at times profound but always rewarding.

Managed to get to Heathrow in good time despite the taxi driver getting a little lost trying to escape central London. Security didn't take anywhere near as long as I'd expected so I had time to pop into this bar for a quick farewell beverage.

20131026-064154.jpg

Then to the gate to board an A380 to Singapore.

20131026-064237.jpg

There were quite a few pockets of turbulence during the trip. However, unlike smaller planes the A380 doesn't seem to rattle through turbulence it just kind of bounces. The 11 flight didn't seem to take too long. I'd didn't manage to sleep much. Watched 4 films and some TV instead.

We got to Singapore a little early. Plenty of time to march from one end of the terminal to the other to catch the final flight.

I fly home today. I'm up early to grab some breakfast. All packed and under 30 kg. Just remembered that I didn't get money for the taxi so I'll have to duck out to an ATM, but there's one close.

My flight leaves London 11:30 am. I should land in Adelaide tomorrow at 5:50 pm.

See you at the other end.

I've been meaning to try and capture how beautiful this city can be at night ever since I've been here. Tonight was my perfect (and final) opportunity. These are Regent Street at night. They still don't do it justice.

20131023-211038.jpg

20131023-211053.jpg

20131023-211108.jpg

20131023-211127.jpg

20131023-211141.jpg

These should need no explanation.

20131023-211222.jpg

20131023-211239.jpg

20131023-211309.jpg

20131023-211322.jpg

20131023-211332.jpg

And finally, some other shots I took along the way.

20131023-211402.jpg

20131023-211412.jpg

20131023-211420.jpg

20131023-211436.jpg

20131023-211443.jpg

Goodnight London.

Well I figured out that I could "jettison" nearly 5kg of luggage that I either don't need or can easily replace back home. That gave me the justification I needed to get the Mars book. So first off today I made my way back to the Science Museum. I went via Regent Street so I could take some pictures.

20131023-181738.jpg

20131023-181750.jpg

Also, after many failed attempts over the last few days I finally got a decent picture of the Christmas decorations in Oxford street.

20131023-181838.jpg

I got to the museum at opening time when there was no-one else in the shop and made my purchase (plus some unplanned extras). The book is heavy so I went back to the hotel to drop it off. On the way back I walked down The Strand and saw the topiary on this building. It looked real, but I don't know if it was.

20131023-182046.jpg

20131023-182056.jpg

Next on my hit list was a visit to the Museum of London. I took the tube to St Paul's. It was another fascinating and beautifully presented museum. It started pre-history. As an Australian the history of London seems so long that I forgot that there would be artifacts and relics from even before London was founded.

20131023-182319.jpg

Em and Ash, I saw the following in a display for the Radio Times.

20131023-182414.jpg

The museum is at a part of London called London Wall. I had no idea there had been a wall. It was original built by the Romans.

20131023-182509.jpg

By this time was ready for lunch. There was a Pret-a-Manger nearby (as there nearly always is) so I went there. Never disappointed.

20131023-182624.jpg

After a grey and drizzly start to the day the skies were clearing. What a nice way to end the holiday. I decided it was a perfect opportunity to catch one of the sight seeing boats. I made my way to the Tower of London. On the way I saw this reflection in the glass and stopped to take a pic.

20131023-182803.jpg

I bought a ticket for one of the sight seeing boats to take me to Westminster. One must have only just left which meant I could wait near the start of the queue for the next one which was less than 30 min away. I sat up top and had a perfect view. Though, it was pretty fresh up there. One of the crew gave us a running commentary in a very broad English accent, but it was really quite fun.

20131023-183022.jpg

20131023-183034.jpg

20131023-183059.jpg

From there I walked back to the hotel for dinner and a rest. The walk only took about 30 minutes. On the way I passed Green Park. I had to take the obligatory cute squirrel pic.

20131023-183204.jpg

I also took this pic of more Christmas street decorations. Christmas feels so much more authentic here.

20131023-183256.jpg

As its still fine, tonight I'm going to head back to the Thames one last time and see if I can get some shots of the city lights.

Oh, and as for the title of this post ... I haven't eaten much in the way of cakes and sweets while away but today I did and it just seemed like carrot cake would hit the spot nicely ... twice!

It's my last full day in Europe. I'm awake early so I can fit in all the last minute things I want to do and I'm very pleased at my decision not to go out after dinner last night. I have a couple of galleries I want to see and some shopping to do ... and I'm still thinking about that photo book of Mars I saw yesterday. If only I could make some room in my luggage? I wonder, how much shit could I jettison that I either don't need or could easily replace in Australia?

This morning I was woken abruptly by a random phone call from Australia. It was earlier than I'd expected to wake up and I thought about trying to go back to sleep. But then I realized I should get up so I don't waste too much of the morning. After a light breakfast I headed out. It was going to be a drizzly day so I decided it was a day for indoor activities. The plan was to visit the National Science Museum and the Victoria and Albert Museum. They're located next to each other so it would be easy. I was going to walk but it had already started to rain so I caught the Northern Line to Leicester Square then the Picadilly Line to South Kensington.

The main reason for going to the science museum was to see an exhibition we had seen advertised when I had Sunday lunch with Bec, Brock, Emma and Sibs a few weeks back. Other than that I was a little worried it would be all "hands-on science investigator centre". But when I got there I was immediately impressed. Masses of school kids took a bit of navigating around but for the most part I could ignore them.

20131022-181652.jpg

On the ground floor there were rows of cabinets containing carefully organized devices and inventions throughout the ages. Really well set out.

20131022-173153.jpg

20131022-173203.jpg

Somewhere along the line I came across this handy "pocket" alchemy book.

20131022-173246.jpg

What was really impressive were the number of major original artifacts. Like an actual capsule from one of the Apollo missions prior to the landing on the moon.

20131022-173426.jpg

The computing section had prototypes of some original mechanical devices.

20131022-173557.jpg

Of course the music section interested me too. It was great to see one of these. I used to own a TR-505 which was the drum machine cousin.

20131022-174317.jpg

And this is the closest I'll ever get to an authentic Fairlight.

20131022-174401.jpg

I made it to the exhibition that had led me to the museum. It was called "Only In England" and was a number of collections of black and white photographs from the late 60s and 70s by Tony Ray-Jones and Martin Parr. Both had a talent for choosing people and settings with poignance and humor in a typically eccentric and uniquely English way.

20131022-181505.jpg

It was the photos from Tony Ray-Jones taken 1966-1967 that particularly resonated with me. The feelings I got from the photos were so familiar. They reminded me of photos in my parents albums - not artistically but because of the settings and people and fashion. Beaches, holiday camps, street scenes. I would still have been living in England at that time and some photos had kids around the same age I would have been. I could imagine being in those photos. I looked for a book but they had sold out.

In the museum shop I found a beautiful book of around 200 full page photos from a 2005 probe to Mars. They were black and white but in great detail. What was so intriguing was the variety of landscapes. The book had notes at the back that explained about each picture. I was very tempted to get it but I resisted. I'm sure the weight would tip my already swollen luggage over my 30 kg limit and I'm not sure where I'd store the book in my cases anyway ... it was big.

So in the end the museum finished up being far more interesting than I expected and I found myself wandering around like a big kid.

I left to find some lunch then went to the Victoria and Albert Museum. This had been on my to-do list but I can't remember if there was a specific reason. There was one thing I'd seen an article about recently but I wasn't sure if I'd be all the interested in anything else.

I head read about this installation on the Internet. It's made up from masses of paper windmills. It's very effective en-masse but strangely looked a bit tacky close up I thought.

20131022-174756.jpg

20131022-174803.jpg

After wandering around a bit I was about to leave when I stumbled into this room and was taken back by the scale of the castings and artifacts. Quite awe inspiring.

20131022-174928.jpg

By this time my feet were sore so it was back to the hotel for a rest before meeting Emma and Sibs for dinner. This is the entrance to the hotel.

20131022-175025.jpg

And the obligatory pic of my room. As I said in my post yesterday, it's small but very well appointed.

20131022-181213.jpg

Emma had booked us into a lovely Moroccan restaurant about 15 min walk from my hotel. On the way I came across Carnaby Street which had some great shops. Then I encountered Regent Street. Wow! At night it looks so impressive. The lighting on the buildings creates such presence. I'll come back tomorrow with my camera in hope of capturing some of that feeling.

Dinner was lovely with great company. I'm so grateful to Emma for organizing. I look forward to seeing them when they visit Australia later in the year. After dinner we navigated the rain to a nearby pub for one last drink. It was a week night for those two and I was pretty tired too.

I had visions of getting out and about tonight, after all, I'm staying in Soho with lots of options. But ... I'm tired and I would only be going out to tick a box. Heading to bed instead so I can fit as much as I can into my final full day overseas (insert sadder than sad face here).

I've already made some mention of my language experiences and difficulties in Europe but the impact has been so profound that I have to reflect on it further. Today I was back in London and the contrast with the last 2 1/2 weeks is unbelievable. I don't think I noticed the difference so much on the last trip to Europe because we went straight from Rome to home. But now, in London, I am still a visitor doing visiting things but with the power of language and communication restored again. And it feels wonderful!

I can ask a question clearly, understand the answer, refine the question if necessary, interpret questions that are asked of me, and punctuate all that with the peripheral words, expressions and inflections that transform talking into communicating. Without this I was reduced to gestures and an awkward smile. The gestures usually did the trick but the trademark Ian Barber smile appears to hold no power in Europe, unfortunately. And I felt so dumb!

It gives me a newfound empathy for anyone who finds themselves in a foreign land without an understanding of the language or culture or anyone who finds themselves unable to communicate in the methods that civilization is geared towards because of impairment or lack of education.

Oh language, I have missed you. I will never take you for granted again.

As I was sitting in the O2 I had a moment. The same time the night before I'd been sitting in the Krakow Philharmonic listening to abstract, avant-garde pieces for Unsound and now, only 24 hours later, I was in the massive O2 London waiting to watch and hear Peter Gabriel. Not bad. I feel very privileged. And I feel proud of myself for getting off my bum and pulling this all together. So, back to the beginning.

I left Krakow quite early yesterday and made my way to the station to catch the airport train. I was flying back to London. My swollen luggage was a challenge and I thought I'd injured myself. Luckily I've recovered.

20131022-072954.jpg

I got to the airport in plenty of time and had to wait until I could offload my bags. That done it was just a matter of waiting. I noticed a couple of fellow Unsound-ians in the queue.

Krakow airport is quite small for such a large city. Seemed much smaller than Adelaide. They are doing a massive development though, so that probably won't be for long. A bus took us to our plane. I had paid a little extra to get a good seat near the front and had both a window seat and no one else in the row!

Taking off I could see all the small hamlets of houses in the outskirts of Krakow. They were clustered in the small valleys and depressions. Large roofs and timber. I wish I could have taken photos. By the time I could get my camera we were up in the air going over another Polish city. Not sure which one it would be.

20131022-073050.jpg

The middle of the flight was over clouds so there wasn't much to see. However, I was amazed how many other planes were in the skies. You don't often see others when flying in Australia.

20131022-073203.jpg

I flew easyJet and I'd been nervous because of the TV show. Thought they might be a bit rough. They were wonderful. I would definitely fly with them again.

20131022-073323.jpg

As we approached the English Channel the skies cleared a little. That made me happy. As we approached the English coast I noticed farms of wind turbines in the sea.

20131022-073437.jpg

Unfortunately when we got to the coast I needed to turn my camera off. Damn! Because the countryside was absolutely stunning! Green fields, hedges, small towns with stone cottages, farms, everything you imagine the south of England to look like. I've missed that on previous flights so I was so pleased to see it this time.

By the time I cleared border control, caught the Gatwick Express to Victoria station then a taxi to the hotel it was already 4:00. Time to clean up and work out how my plan of attack for the evening. The last few days I'm staying in a small boutique hotel around the corner from Soho square. The room is tiny but really well appointed. The hotel is very recent and it feels clean and fresh. It will be perfect for the end of my trip.

After a shower I worked out which tubes to take to get there. I decided to go straight away and get dinner there. Yay, travel on the underground again. Don't know why but I've really enjoyed making my way around here. Last night was very busy though. But that's all part of it I guess.

I made it to the O2 while it was still light so I could take some pictures. The website made a big deal about cameras so I had to make do with my phone.

20131022-074316.jpg

20131022-074324.jpg

I had dinner at one of the restaurants. One of the very few times I've dined out alone this trip and now I know why. Boring and the odd one out. Plus I'd left my reading glasses behind so I couldn't even occupy myself reading the program. So glad I hadn't tried to do this more. I have to say, though, it's been so nice to be able to speak in English and ask for things, respond, etc confidently. Having said that, my waiter had such a broad South American accent I still struggled to understand him a little. Hilarious.

Inside it was a long wait but the venue filled slowly.

20131022-074614.jpg

All the equipment is from sound plus a film crew. They would film the two London nights and there will hopefully be a DVD coming out.

As support act, Peter Gabriel introduced his two backup singers who performed some of their own music. I thought Jennie Abrahamson in particular was amazing and I'll be checking her music out online.

Before Peter came on to play the film director addressed the audience. Firstly he needed to explain that there was one song they wanted us to film on our mobiles and upload to the website. They plan to use the footage in the film. Secondly they needed to film some audience participation scenes so we all got to be actors for a few minutes. My only slight criticism of the evening was actually that you could almost feel you'd paid to come and be an extra on Peter Gabriel's movie set. The film crew were a little invasive at times. But, I'd pay to be an extra on a Peter Gabriel movie set, so I guess I shouldn't complain!

The show was amazing. He started playing some acoustic numbers before getting into darker and more electronic territory which is when the amazing visuals started to kick in. A benefit of having a film crew on site was that it was clear the show was being staged for film and the side screens and back screens had amazing live visuals built from the vision being taken at the time. It was almost like looking at a finished, edited movie ... but live.

The last part was the band playing the entire "So" album start to finish. Brilliant! They put in an amazing performance with no break. Here are some quick snaps from the program just to give a taste for what the staging looked like. I'll be keeping my eyes out for the DVD for sure.

20131022-075635.jpg

20131022-075645.jpg

20131022-075654.jpg

I had considered going out afterwards, but by the time I took 2 tube lines back to the hotel it was getting late. There will be time another night.

I made it to Krakow airport in plenty of time but not without injury. My luggage has swollen on the trip and I think I've strained my arm trying to get it all up and down steps. Waiting now until bag drop for my flight opens and I can offload all this stuff.

Today I fly back to London and I leave Krakow with very mixed feelings. The city is beautiful and I really enjoyed seeing it. The music festival was a great experience and I think it succeeded in giving me some new artistic perspectives, which was one of my goals.

But I'm disappointed in the potential I failed to unlock. I won't beat myself up about it though, it was always going to be a big challenge in a strange city with language barriers thrown in.

What the trip has done is firm my resolve to seek help when I get back, start taking baby steps at home and who knows, when I next return to Unsound Krakow (and I will return), things may turn out differently.

Last Unsound performances. Held at Krakow Philharmonic - a large concert hall maybe 1 1/2 times the size of Adelaide town hall. First performance. A guy with some electronics and field recordings. Plus a pianist, violinist, tuned percussionist and tenor sax player I think. Field recordings play, giving a feeling of open space, maybe a forest, nothing distinct. Musicians creating dreamy textures. Dappled images of leaves or similar projected onto the back of the stage. I actually almost nod off at first but that's probably fall out from last night. I regain my focus and find it mesmerizing. The subtle interplay of electronic and "real" instruments works well.

Second performance. A guy with a guitar and some electronics. Plus a drummer with standard drum kit and a 12 piece string section. Guy with guitar starts making sounds. Drummer comes in with a light cymbal rhythm. The strings come in but indistinguishable as strings. Actually making sounds I've never heard before. Guy with guitar and drummer intensify. Turns into a full on jazz/rock improvisation but with electronic drones instead of electric guitar. Every now and then the strings come back in, but again with sounds unlike strings. Almost atonal. Pretty amazing, unlike anything I have ever heard. Not sure I liked it, but I really enjoyed the experience.

Leaving the hall it's the last time I'll see so many faces I have come to recognize, for people I have not come to know. Probably some really interesting people. I've lost the opportunity now. I'm very disappointed with myself.

Back at the apartment. One last tidy up before heading to bed. I have to be up earlyish to get to the airport.

Performance number 1 tonight was Pantha du Prince & The Bell Laboratory. The concert was in a hall at the engineering museum. The stage was set with all manner of tuned percussion, including a carillon.

20131020-191037.jpg

20131020-191049.jpg

The place was packed ... and boiling. When they started the 6 musicians came out bell ringing, dressed in what could be laboratory coats but not in a sterile or cheesy way, in an intentional and matter of fact way. They played a haunting melodic tune that floated over the audience. Then they retired to their positions on the stage.

As well as tuned percussion there was a full drum kit which I think was augmented with electronic beats. From the soft introduction they slowly built into a magnificent rhythm that was quite unexpected but really infectious. They played all of their various instruments to great effect and managed to whip the audience up into a gyrating mass.

Toward the end of their performance they returned to bell ringing and slowly walked off the stage and through the audience. You could hear the gentle ringing as the wove their way through the crowd. It was quite magical. They made it back to the stage to receive a massive applause. Obviously we clapped enough because they treated us to another energetic and rousing piece before finally ending their set.

Today is the last day of Unsound and my last full day in Krakow. Tomorrow I fly back to London for a few days before flying home. I've been organizing myself today. Checking details, checking in, starting to re-pack. I'm so glad I have Peter Gabriel and dinner with Emma and Sibs still to look forward to in London. I have mixed emotions. Obviously I don't want this adventure to be over. But it has to end. The upside is that I know returning home means I can get started on fixing some of the things I know I need to fix.

Two performances ahead of me tonight. I'm looking forward to both. There is a closing party but I don't think I'll go. Last night was a big one and I don't think I should push it. It would be different if I were here with friends.

I must admit I am so looking forward to returning to English speaking society.

It just happened to me again. A piece of music I know so well but for the first time I've heard some subtle detail I've never noticed before. This has been happening a lot over the last couple of days ... ever since the sleep concert. Surely not?

Final club night for Unsound back at Hotel Forum. Nap, good meal, caffeine and off I go. Three rooms. Two small ones and one massive room overlooking the castle with 4 massive screens showing live visuals. Brilliant sound, awesome music. Wander to the next room if you want a change. Recognize enough people to nod hello occasionally.

Dance dance dance wander dance dance oh wow dance dance wander dance dance dance little rest dance dance ah dance dance wander dance little rest dance dance is that the time all ready?

Sign by the road says 3.6 degrees! Warm in my coat though. Dragon breath. Stop for kebab on the way back.

Home 3:00 am. Happy. Not bad for an oldie.

I thought this afternoon was going to be a couple of hours of noise in a dreamy kind of chilled out way. It certainly started that way with Robert Piotrowicz sounding much better than he had in London. I don't know the name of the second artist as there was a late change. He picked up where Robert left off and turned the noise into some amazing beats ... I'd call them slightly a-rhythmic ... don't know if that makes sense though.

Then last was Pete Swanson (USA). He came out all guns blazing with this cacophony of beats and noise. Shortly after starting half the crowd came up onto the stage so they were madly dancing and jumping up and down all around him. It was infectious. Full on. I stood from the sidelines. That was close enough.

What a way to spend the afternoon.

I'm going to bed now for a nap. I intend to catch the final club night tonight so I need to recharge my batteries.

The last 24 hours have been a bit of an emotional roller coaster. A good sleep has helped somewhat. But a couple of other things made the biggest difference. I listened to my iPod, to the music I most enjoy. I felt a noticeable shift in mood almost immediately. And today I went walking to take pictures of the key venues. Along the way were some really interesting sights that I paused to capture. Again, I noticed a definite shift in mood as soon as I engaged my critical eye.

So music and being creative. Two sure fire ways to lift my spirits. It should come as no surprise. I do forget from time to time though.

So as I haven't been taking photos at performances I wanted to at least photo the venues. First up was St Catherine's church where Thursday night's performances had been. Hopefully you can get an idea of how massive the interior was.

20131019-123023.jpg

20131019-123035.jpg

Next was the Tempel Synagogue where Wednesday night had been held. Unfortunately the austere outside gives no indication of the richly decorated interior, especially the elaborate ceilings.

20131019-123143.jpg

20131019-123152.jpg

Nearby was the engineering museum. I haven't been to a performance there yet, but there will be one tomorrow. They were in the process of covering up the windows and setting up audio inside.

20131019-123434.jpg

On the other side of the old town was Kijow Centrum, the cinema where last night's performances had been, including the incredible laser show. I retraced my steps today and I had been so close all along!

20131019-123607.jpg

You can't see it so well, but this is the Narodowy Stary Teatr where Dean Blunt performed last night.

20131019-123753.jpg

20131019-123800.jpg

Lastly, this is the entrance to the space where the artist talks have been.

20131019-123843.jpg

Along the way there were many interesting sights. Here are my favorites.

20131019-123926.jpg

20131019-123934.jpg

20131019-123942.jpg

20131019-123950.jpg

20131019-123958.jpg

20131019-124008.jpg

20131019-124021.jpg

And I took this as a personal sign for me.

20131019-124056.jpg