I remember backpacking through Guatemala. I was in a tiny boat on lake Atitlan and I was listening to Jane's Addiction on cassette on a walkman while women in beautiful Guatemalan dresses with baskets full of chickens on their heads got into the boat.
It was a surreal moment.
With a little lip service to breaking the mould
Smile a little wider as you're waiting to be sold.
A Man, No Plan, Japan.