Popeye

 "With your feet in the air and your head on the ground. Try this trick and spin it yeah yeah!"

 The start of the climb up Dorr Mountain on Mount Desert Isle

"I CAN'T HEAR ANYTHING."

 Downtown Bar Harbor at night

 I especially love the old car parked on the corner.

 I stood in the fucking fountain for this shot

 Name this spot in Bar Harbor!

I sat underneath this tree for awhile and wrote a few poems.

The Silence of the Roar

 "He threw his hands towards the heavens and screamed 'No more! You've taken all that I've loved, but you will never take away my desire to live.'"

 I had a lovely conversation with a drug dealer in Boston Commons at 3 a.m. Right after I took these photos in the commons a man walked up to me and asked if I needed any blow tonight...sorry I just quit uh...asthma; then I ran. This whole cocaine thing is getting outrageous in every city I travel to.

 This picture was taken about two blocks away from the marathon bombing sites.

 Moses

There were two drunk women swimming in the fountain here at Copley Place. Probably the most polite city I've ever been to actually.

Boston, Massachusetts. July 2013

Goodbye CanCun Q.R.

Modern Troubadour

Hi, my name is Steve Roberts and this is my photo-blog Wanderlust. I am a 19 year old college student at the University of Maine and I travel quite a bit (France, Germany, Mexico, Canada, and the Antilles). When I travel I take hundreds of photos, and this will be the first place to see them after I return home.

Troubadour: one of a class of lyric poets and poet-musicians often of knightly rank who flourished from the 11th to the end of the 13th century chiefly in the south of France and the north of Italy