In no particular order, a few snaps of Asher! and! Jordan's! Bogus! Latin! Journey!

Approaching Jesusland. (More on this later.)

Secular 3-D film in Jesusland. Notice the anachronistic Monk.

Lamenting something or other at the faux Wailing Wall.

Trying to raise the dead, my spirits.

Sunrise from my apartment. Seen far too often.

Paseo Ahumada in Santiago.

Pico means peen in Chile. This is for my huasos.

Longinus wound. Sweaty plaster.

He told me he was a congressman and I let him.

Hydro-room in a parking garage in Buenos Aires.

Let there be light, said a nun with a megaphone.

Asher being a Sears catalogue model in El Cementerio de la Recoleta.

Unhappy with his Caesarean.

This is a shit.

Guerilla in the mist. Should read "lanky."

Parking garage owned by some wrestling super-star in Argentina.

Asher learning.

Such a jabberwocky.

Conversation piece in San Telmo.

Jordan forgot to close the blinds, letting there be too much light.

It burns!

Vending machine.

Objeja escandalosa.