White Children, Run For Your Lives!

I've been stopped on the street to be photographed, thrown into group and individual photographs with random strangers, interviewed for a documentary, and am now paranoid of people taking pictures of me with their cell phones. Oh man. It's sort of cool to feel famous, but at the same time, it's like, hey, why doesn't this happen to me in America?? As soon as I get back I'll be lame again! tragic. Oh well, at least I was complimented the other day on my small head.