- Back To The Front. I headed back to the Ethnology Museum. The horror. The horror. The African exhibit, which according to one source was going to dispel any notions of African art as primitive, is closed until August. "I didn't think it was physically possible, but this both sucks and blows." I wandered through the rest of the south seas, indian, and oriental sections. I didn't find myself taking nearly as many pictures as in the south american section. Older oriental art seems so formal and lifeless, and I saw much cooler indian art at the British Museum. Heh. One gal was ending her tour in London and someone said the British Museum is a good review for all the art she'd seen thus far.
- Morphine Mood. My drugs and society teacher described being given morphine as sleeping in on a Sunday morning, somewhere between dreaming and waking. I took a nap in anticipation of heading out to the club, but was disturbed partway through (by the oriental screen that gives John's Cozy Little Oriental Hostel its name being knocked over on top of me). The result was that I was in a sort of hippy dippy trippy mood the rest of the evening, and instead of heading out to the club, I wandered the streets in search of falafel, tofu, or whatever for a couple hours. I finally found some falafel, took it back to the hostel, and listened to one of the guys who works there complain about the politics of their tiny hostel worker's community before sacking out again. I'm tempted to diagram the relationships, but you probably aren't interested, and I might get someone in trouble.
And now, back to the future. I've burned my last CD here, so my memory cards are ready to rock. I'm assuming the post office is closed, so I'll probably just hold onto the rest of my CDs until I head home. I have a nice box for them that the memory card reader came in. Isn't that conveeenient? In the meantime, it's showering, laundering, eating, movie watching and relaxing. Tomorrow morning it's provisioning. I'm not planning on spending a ten hour day eating train food. :P
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I am sure that you will do this, but you have to tell us about the train ride. I hope you brought some books to read. So, how many pics have you taken? Or perhaps the better question to ask is How many hours will it take to view them all?
Thanks dad. It is really nice to not stink.
I will tell you some stuff about the train ride. I try to restrict myself to things that are at least slightly interesting to normal people. If only I knew any. ;)
I think I've sent home three gigs or so of pictures so far. I guess I'll have five gigs or so by the time I'm through. I've already thought about how long they'll take to view. I don't expect anyone to want to view a ten hour slide show. I'm considering different approaches, ways to slice and dice to let different people see what they want. I'll practically have to write a database to organize these things.
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