Tuesday, September 13, 2011


With the open sewer running down below

1 comment:

  1. This is uncanny. Three of my most prominent memories of our trip in '74 were: the unusual bathrooms, the open "drainage" along the street and a particular scent memory from the open-air sidewalk restaurants. It was a wonderful hot oil and noodle smell.

    I'm glad you're getting to experience it. I love you.


    P.S. I have a bad sinus infection that was probably gestating before y'all left. It has me pretty much bedridden. So that would've been no fun. (Trying to look on the bright side of missing out.)