Sitting in the airport ng for my flight to start boarding, somewhat
amazed that in my hand I have a device that allows me to blog for free
from 80 odd countries (my Kindle). Take that as an excuse for any
dont quite get if you just visit and learn to like if you live there.
I had low expectations and enjoyed the small things like roof of
cultural centre, feijaon com arroz and the odd colonial building or
pretty villa. M was less than enthused by the city. In any case it is
curious that meedting somebody you care about in a completely
different context on the other side of the world doesnt seem strange
at all Behind me two Indian SAP consultants are talking about how far their
hotels were from the beach and how expensive flats are in various
Indian cities. Feels familiar somehow.