We got to ride on a double-decker buss to the airport in GuangZhou. At first I was happy about that. We got up onto the top of the buss because that would be more fun. I thought.
I didn't realize we'd be barreling down a highway at rocket speed, and right on the edge of a roller-coaster-height bridge. The guardrail was about 2 feet tall. That would be just enough of a guardrail, not to stop your double decker buss from flipping, but to give it a quick spin and make the fall even more dramatic.
When I look at these pictures it doesn't seem as bad as it did in real life. It's difficult to conceive the scale of the drop in these shots. We were about 2 feet from the edge, and bouncing and bumping and flying across that highway the entire trip. Also big winds were blowing our buss which only added to the excitement. The only thing that gave me comfort was the fact that the driver probably drove that buss on that bridge many times a day, every day, and he was still alive.
Look at that tiny little guardrail!! Those are the tops of trees down there!
I spend most of my time devising evil plots in my secret villian's lair, underground. I pride myself on my wonderous ability to commit advanced acts of devious and sinister trickery without guilt.
By the way, I didn't think I'd have to say it but it keeps happening.
No one is allowed to use my illustrations without my permission. I like the idea of ME being paid for my work instead of other people.