pandora

2005-05-01T05:46:00.000-07:00

While I was oop naaarf (for the briefest period possible - literally enough time to get there, sort some stuff out, pick up some things, have not nearly enough sleep and then turn around to come back daaaahn saaahf)) I made a brief detour to la casa de mi tia in Brasil, where I picked up a box of stuff that's been languishing in her spare room for waaay too long. So anyway, I finally get home and open it to find myself on a little trip down amnesia lane......
....The box dates from my time in Bolivia, and as well as the books and wall-hangings I expected, it also contains a few old letters in Portuguese & Spanish, used as bookmarks, a cassette of recordings made from Bolivian radio - very interesting - drum and bass reggae en estilo andino, as well as the more usual boy bands Mana! and punk-a-billy Los Fabulosos Cadillacs, Cafe Tacuba, a souvenir keychain from a wedding I went to in Sacaba, two very dusty stones from Quillacollo (you're supposed to take them away, honest, la Virgen de Urqupiña lo demanda), fake minature money from the Ekeko from Las Alacitas and a photo of ME looking healthy and happy on the roof of the world.I've just been turning the objects over in my hands for the last little while, and it's almost like being back there. And all this from opening a box.....Very strange......