Sitting last night (Sunday) at the Fino cafe, overlooking Five Cowrie Creek and the expressway. Below there was a buzz of activity. The parking lot was a blur of cars coming and going. Families and young singles out for a Sunday evening at the mall. From the quiet, air conditioned side of the glass, as the sun goes down through the clouds to the east it looked like it could have been a scene from the modern world anywhere.
And maybe it was.
At the next table the woman on the cell phone was telling someone about dealing with her "abandonment". The fisherman in the creek was drifting in a battered dugout, floating east into the lagoon on the incoming tide despite the heavy rains that had swollen the lagoon over it's banks. Traffic was moving freely along the expressway, most folks staying home after this morning's torrential rain and the requisite church services.
Several construction cranes silhouetted in the haze. That new hotel looking place nobody's sure what it is except for the pagoda style corners on the roof, looks like something oriental. Another 10 story building that has something weird about the top floor, it has a roof like several large cement umbrellas, maybe an outdoor plaza or something? But who would sit outdoors? Off in the distance sits that tall bank building with the huge rearing stallion image on the side towards Victoria Island, the side I'm looking at.
A farewell meal, at least for now. Tomorrow we are off on the plane back to the bay area. Watch child number three graduate at UCLA. Run around a couple more weeks and then back and off to Namibia. Internet's down right now, so not sure when this will get posted, the help desk person said the issue will be "expedited".
Internet back thanks to a couple competent young dudes. Probably be light on posts for a while, see you when I return.
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