3:40AM on 3/20/12. If I looked like shit, I felt worse. My train got into San Antonio at 10PM, but my bus would not leave for Austin until 1 the next afternoon, so the plan was to walk around all night and all morning to photograph, except there was a huge thunderstorm that lasted for about 3 hours. Under the veranda of a shuttered bar, I was dry, but the temperature dropped quickly. I put on just about all the clothes I had, two pairs of jeans and several shirts, plus a jacket, so I was reasonably warm, except my head, especially my ears, was freezing. That's why this improvised turban made of several undershirts.
The ceiling fan was what I saw as I lay on the ground, waiting for the damn rain to stop. Nearby, a homeless guy walked by wrapped in a trash bag, cursing.
Fifteen hours from these photos, I would be in Austin, talking to a college class.