Analog Me

I’m in search of lost time, as Proust might put it. I’ve got a closet full of slide carousels documenting my various travels through the multiverse, and I’ve just bought a scanner/converter to bring them all into the digital age. So for the last few days I have been soaking in nostalgia for the lost worlds of my youth.
Here I am, barely out of my teens, on the island of Hvar, trying to hitchhike down the Dalmatian coast, which is hard because there’s no road, and you have to flag down a boat....