Staring out at me from underneath a side-cocked baseball cap are two bright, blue eyes that are framed by impossibly long, dark lashes. The owner of the impossible eyes has been talking to me at a breakneck speed since we left the small schoolyard. In the space of five minutes, it seems he has only stopped twice to take a…
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I am a very careful and thoughtful packer. I mention this because it is among one of the only things in my life that I do with any precision. (In general, I tend to view life as one big air raid drill, which is exactly as haphazard as it sounds.) Packing is different. Every item is carefully selected for inclusion…
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Some people have a creative genius that is so powerful that just being in a space that they used inspires a powerful feeling of wonder. Think of Thomas Edison’s Lab in Orange, NJ or Claude Monet’s garden at Giverny. This feeling awe in the presence of a visionary can also happen in the unlikeliest places with a heretofore unknown hero….
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Arriving in the waiting area at the end of the terminal, I notice that there are plenty of empty seats, but the majority of the passengers are clustered around a single set of seats in the corner. Like vultures, a number of people are pacing around, waiting. The lucky ones are hungrily slurping electricity into their dwindling devices from the single…
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“This? This is what water is supposed to look like.” The man under the crumpled fisherman’s hat sighed contentedly and introduced himself to me as Tibi Galu. His name sounded like he should be the main character in a novel set in some far off land, and although I would soon learn that he had many colorful stories to tell,…
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