Three days and I'll be on a plane, flying over the Atlantic. First, the streets of Paris until we head south on the TGV. Then, a drive along the Mediterranean and the Provence-Alpes-Côte d'Azur region. A whole new continent to shoot — a different light shining on new faces.
I'm looking forward to disorientation; disorientation creates new eyes to see with.
So here's one last post from Montreal — walking with my son around what we call le Vieux Port/the Old Port. Ironic when I consider where we're going…