After months of slowly driving through countries, we are hopping on a plane again. Skipping huge swaths of stories, people, food, customs, buildings, roads – the things that connect the passage of time. We will depart a freezing, colonial capitol in the morning and arrive in a steamy coastal metropolis in the time it would normally take us to wake up, get gas, check our maps, drive a few hours and find lunch a few towns over.
Modern office buildings and tacky billboards have never seemed more comforting. The taxi ride from the airport to the customs office where we must collect our bill of lading takes us past symbols of commerce and present-tense civilization, grunge and all.
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