Tucson: Beginning

We get a call about a possible architectural project, I hop a flight to Tucson to, you know, “take a meeting”, and three days later after a veritable orgy of client decisiveness, I’m booked on a flight to Bhutan where I will nominally join a pre-arranged tour group. I have just enough time to buy some new T shirts and another electrical transformer and plug converter…because I can’t freaking find my old one. I drive myself crazy sometimes, people.

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