Fridays, why must you be so happening??

Two thirds of my camp-free period has disappeared. SHUCKS. My vacation is ending. Still very occupied even while camp-less but definitely better than having nothing to do!

In more interesting news, a guitar-strumming busker at the train station totally made my yester-day. Really, it's hard not to when he sang Besame Mucho and Streets of London with tremendous gusto while cheekily mixing in his own lyrics about the upcoming presidential elections. People actually stopped to listen and there was a bunch of them just chilling on the steps nearby  to watch him perform.