It was while crossing the Moscow river that I began to think about all the other places I've been and all the cool stuff I've seen. I can't even begin to list all of it. This may sound a bit heady, but I kind of feel like my whole life is a tourist trip. The religion I grew up in believes we existed as spirits before we came to earth, and some people like to speculate what they may have been doing in the pre-existant state. I like to think I was off in a corner reading my copy of Lonely Galaxy: Earth. Anyway, I'm a lucky/blessed fellow, and I thought about this fact while looking at this scene.