"Whereas the tourist generally hurries back at the end of a few weeks or months, the traveler, belonging no
more to one place than the next, moves slowly, over a
period of years, from one part of the earth to another.
Indeed, he would have found it difficult to tell, among
the many places he had lived, precisely where it was he felt the most at home."
Paul Bowles — The Sheltering Sky
3 comments:
I feel like hopping on a plane and giving you big hugs....and booze, lots of booze!! We need to jetset again soon!
Are you coming home for Christmas Dan-boy?
Also, I sent you a card ages ago, and just got it back returned.
Maybe the computer is on strike like everyone else in France.
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