Six Degrees To Bali

Was just chatting with the photographer up the lane who was in Bali over the weekend on a shoot. Missed one by six hours and the other by two. He says this one doesn't bother him as much the one three years ago, but he's certainly not his usual cheerful self today.

Seems the other one was a much closer thing, as he was supposed to meet a friend at the bar. Over the phone, his friend informed him that the guy standing next to him had lost his leg, and the guy standing next to him... well, they couldn't find him at all.

The photographer was planning on heading back that way in about six weeks for the Jimmy Barnes concert, but he's wondering if they'll go through with it now. Life goes on, after all, but. There's always going to be that But.