Waiting out the Monsoon

For years I never posted pictures of myself, and I find that I do it more often now, which I suspect is actually, oddly, a reflection of the ravages of time.  Whenever there's a picture wherein I don't look like a reanimated corpse I feel inspired to post it.  My friend Steve snapped this picture of me hiding under an overhang during the early monsoon dominated days of our recent trip to Zanzibar.

If nothing else it is another amazing Zanzibar door; it's too bad so much of  it's blocked by that oaf.