Thursday, October 12, 2006
A giant rodent looked down at our bus -- it must have been twelve-feet tall. As we approached the figure, female dancers fanned out in front of our vehicle. The bus came to a stop as the performance commenced. When our bus was allowed to move forward again, I looked out my open side-window (this was an Air Con Bus after all). That was when some villagers caught sight of the foreigner on board. I smiled and waved. The revelers responded with a tremendous cheer. If only for an instant, it felt great to be the guest of honor at such a happy celebration.
Posted by Jotman on Thursday, October 12, 2006