tales from an ordinary world

2002-03-17

She was dressed in that everything-and-nothing kind of hippie-chick way, lost in a book and headphones, and cheerfully asked me "How do I get to balaclava road ?" "Oh, I'm going past there, I'll let you know." Just before getting off, she sat down next to me and talked. "I've been away for 7 years, travelling." "Oh, wow. Where ?" "Africa...India...I'm going to South America next." "A friend of mine lost a camera off the side of a mountain in South America, She sent us a postcard, saying "it's down there somewhere"." "Some guys with machetes took our cameras, in Africa. I guess they needed them more than we did." "I guess so," I replied.