Back up the looooooong continent, to Austin for two days before home. The daily photos become much more consumer-y and pedestrian.
In the juice bar at Whole Foods, stocking up on the fresh foods we missed so much.
Tobacco just hanging there, out in the open, for purchase by ANYONE. Except the kid who asked Finch to buy some for him.
And a completely self-indulgent trip to Uchiko as a final birthday outing for Finch.
Truly one of the best restaurants in North America, maybe anywhere in the world. Stunning food, especially the wagyu beef shortribs.
Feeling very very very privileged.
Though when I woke up in the middle of the night and thought of the bill, it wasn’t so joyful.