Written 11:30am, 16 June 2020 Tuesday: I’m in a Yace or Chapa (what people call a minivan used for public transportation in Cabo Verde and Mozambique respectively). It gets full of passengers. There’s this CV or Moz woman across me who comments about how my hands are dirty. I’m sure I understand her. I thoughtContinue reading “Entry 98”
Category Archives: walking/wandering
Entry 90
Written 24 May 2020 at 10:02am, Sunday: Walking downhill, down a street. To my right I go into a cabin/motel room. I stash my bag inside. I go back out to keep exploring, walking downhill. At the bottom I see lots of buildings, windows with balconies protruding like bridges to the open air. There wereContinue reading “Entry 90”
Entry 89
Written 23 May 2020 at 11:07am, Saturday: Was walking along a narrow boardwalk set up high along a rocky cliff-side ridge by the sea. There were people behind me. It’s daytime. I keep walking and I see people, order folks down on the beach looking up at us, climbing up to the boardwalk. I thinkContinue reading “Entry 89”
Entry 88
Written at 8:10am on 21 May 2020, Thursday: Walking on the beach, I see there’s a playground installed, like a colorful giant plastic castle, red, yellow, blue. It’s installed into the sand where the slide goes into a large pool containing deep water. I say to someone, I wanna try that. . .
Entry 75
Written on 30 April 2020, Thursday: I’m walking up a street, going to get groceries. Our housekeeper, I assume, is with me but ahead of me, to help in carrying the bags of groceries. I run into three of my CV female students. One approaches me, tells me something I think in kriolu. I tryContinue reading “Entry 75”
Entry 74
Written on 29 April 2020: Walking down a street in some European city, Lisbon, maybe. A cousin of mine driving a tricycle (non-motorized) with a passenger passes by. I’m not sure if I should say hi to her, didn’t want to embarrass her. But she herself says hi, or maybe I did. She comes over.Continue reading “Entry 74”
Entry 61
Written on 11 April 2020, Saturday: In one of those tiny cars with my dad driving. He goes into parking garage and makes a quick left turn and descends to the lower levels of the garage, which wasn’t his intention, I didn’t think. Suddenly, I’m in another car and I radio my dad, or IContinue reading “Entry 61”
19 Mar 2020: entry 46
After a late afternoon nap: I was walking around in the town of Messines-Alte, in Alentejo, Portugal. It’s daytime. I pass by a cafe/bar in front of which was an A-frame advertising a list of what’s offered, one of which was “sex on the beach.” As I walk past I thought, they should also offer,Continue reading “19 Mar 2020: entry 46”
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