The Blue Man & Milestones

He scared the hell out of me when he popped up behind me, about four inches away… I said, “Jeez, you scared me—might as well let me take your picture now that you’ve turned up next to me!” But he ran off laughing toward the cluster of painted people on Magheru.

Somewhere in Colentina, a reminder of days gone by.

Starting today, I’m writing in Romanian on the blog.