My first taste of Roma – Bangladeshi men on every street corner outside the train station trying to get us to sign up for the hop-on-hop-off tourist bus rides around the city. Very persistent. Desperately needed to do laundry, so were directed by the hostel to a laundry place around the block. Another friendly Bangladeshi…
Other than those in the know who probably actually work there, I see two types of people in the Lourve. Those who have just arrived, can’t figure out the map and are aimlessly rushing around trying to find the Mona Lisa. The second group still hasn’t figured out the map, has found the Mona Lisa,…
Glow of screens at 5am – Keira and I the early birds up and writing. Chris reading Holy Mountain (follow up to Shantaran) and disturbed by a dream that he is arrested for being in a drug gang. Alesia complains that this is worse than school camp. Visible breath as we walk in crisp sunshine…
Australia is so far away, 14 hours for our first flight. Keira falls asleep on my lap after half a movie (it’s 1am her time). At 3 am I tap Alesia on the shoulder and tell her to stop watching movies and sleep. She looks like a zombie. We stumble out into the crowded chaos…
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