So, this is one of the last pictures I took on the trip. On the day that we
were leaving, we decided to go to one last lunch. This guy, whose name I won't
mention so that he won't kill me if he ever notices this page (but, suffice to
say, was one of the guys we were in Toronto to train) decided to come along with
us, and so we went in his car. On the way to his car, I took out the camera.
You can't tell, because the picture is a static moment in time, but he was
saying things like:
"You're not going to take a picture of me, right?"
"Don't take my picture"
"I'm serious, I don't want my picture taken"
"Because I just DON'T, OK?"
"I can't beleive you just took my picture."
He's a fun guy. He also has a car designed for munchkins. But that's a whole
other story.
