On the 28th, after a little bit of doubt, I made it to Atlanta from Paris. On Hallowe'en (somebody's new year) I found myself back in Ventura California after slightly over 27 months away. (Plenty of photos of all that, plus previous travelling are up at Snapfish.) I will now attempt to become a productive member of society in a country that -- lucky for me -- seems to suddenly be brand new for all of us. The last couple of years have been a great adventure and a great joy, but as I am no longer wandering South Africa (no matter how much I wish I was) that means that it is time for this blog to make an end. Until the next time I hop on a plane of course. But, in anticipation of that moment, I will just say PEACE OUT! And leave you with the lyrics of the great Paul Simon:
A man walks down the street
It's a street in a strange world
Maybe it's the Third World
Maybe it's his first time around
He doesn't speak the language
He holds no currency
He is a foreign man
He is surrounded by the sound
The sound
Cattle in the marketplace
Scatterlings and orphanages
He looks around, around
He sees angels in the architecture
Spinning in infinity
He says Amen! and Hallelujah!
*The End
