homeless and home

My virgin 'sleep-on-the-streets' - as opposed to 'sex-on-the-beach' - experience has been taken by Honfleur.

This was the spot where my body laid through the night of 20 April 2007:
















For enduring through the cold, I was treated to a splending view of the sunrise in the morning over the Pont Normandie.
















However, being homeless was much tougher than what I had thought and I submitted to the temptation of shelter the next day.















My apologies for the sissy right wrist.