4 days left...

And on my last Saturday night on the road, I drank cheap tequila and boarded a small train that drove us half-a-mile into a silver cave that was first mined in the 1500s and now makes its living as a high-class Mexican disco. Brian and Colin and I danced till 4, took the train back out of the mine, and walked home, trying and failing to comprehend that this trip`s about to end. Perspective is difficult to find in a drunken haze.

--rahul