So among the many absurd adventures on my big walkabout, I actually got to go back to my old High School, albeit briefly. In my current incarnation as a scruffy artist, and in the security conscious present, they’d never let me in the door. However, as I was accompanied by my Uncle who was there to pick up my cousin, Bingo. Of course, the mere sight of my camera freaked people out, so I had to grab a shot or two on the downlow.

In the photo below, see how many Benzes you can count. I saw three, and at least two Lexuses. How about you?