Nothing is yours except the essential things – air, sleep, dreams, the sea, the sky – all things tending towards the eternal or what we imagine of it.
Cesare Pavese, on travel
Thursday, May 5, 2011
Cinco de Mayo
The fifth of May marks my fifth month traveling. On December 5, I flew to Guatemala City, stayed the night at the Dos Lunas hotel, then took a bus in the early morning to Xela. Kendra spoke to the taxi driver there in gestural Italian and he understood; we were driven to Norma's house and given rooms around her patio; we listened to the fireworks cracking all around the city, sounding like bombs.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
The eternal appears less and less interesting the closer one gets to it.
ReplyDeleteI wish I could 'like' my blog comments like you can on facebook.
ReplyDelete