The train to Gent from Brussels, the first class car (thats how we roll) was epic.
Some sweet artwork on the orange walls. Jet-lag already affecting us.
Our first day and we already came across a flea-market...
Popeye the sailor man. Strong to the finich 'cos e eats is spinach.
Nazi medals and pins. Some guy yelled "Espinoage!" at me for shooting this, I shook my head and walked away.
I totally want a saber toothed tiger (aka smilodon) helmet.
Upcoming shows list with your truly...
That is a grown man suckling the rotund teat, not a baby jesus or even a baby.