Cricket in the park
Hot, wow, shock wave from culture and heat… Taxi from the airport was a stunning intro to a world divided by extreme poverty and elite wealth. Staying in the old Fort district full of colonial architecture, street vendors and a maze of side streets with everything from canon camera gear to hand carved doors. Our first breakfast was interrupted by a sudden wave of white smoke that filled the cafe to the point where mary on the other side of the table disappeared and we all had to run out with our mouths covered, a young dude was happily (without a mask) doing the regular biweekly mozzy spray of the streets and cafes, lucky us… Continue reading
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