The Lost Airport of Lebanon

You might remember Nick. He's the one known as the "Supreme Chancellor," in my ongoing Kings Waffle series. True to form, this story begins at our local diner, our Waffle House.

We were sipping coffee one day as the sun started to go down and the evening light of summer started to pour in. The best kind of light. I nagged Nick: "we should go shoot something, find something to photograph."

"What about the abandoned runway right next to my work?" he said.