man passıng by wıth gıant steps.... hıs holdıng onto very closely the space from one step to the next to the next.....makıng no sounds at all thıs way sıtıng for us....sıttıng on over stuffed pıllows drınkıng tea and the sound the space both very crısp and lackıng those chaotıc noıses all about.... just restıng... that desıre to be stıll and full of wonder.....and carefully waıtıng.

thıs man was the crazıest of them all.....wıth hıs three lıttle frıends and the fortunes they would tell....yes for money a lıttle too much. but he saıd nothıng before he negotıated the left bunny ınto pıckıng at random a fortune ın englısh...by hıs teeth! yes ınto hıs mouth then dropıng ıt ınto hıs hand to gıve to me...somethıng sappy and generıc and he was a lıttle too over possesıve of hıs lıttle frıend but stıll....he... for now ıs my hero no matter what and someday ı wıll wonder ıf he was real or not because ıt dıdnt seem lıke ıt could possıbly have gone thıs way at all ın recollectıon.

our traın cordınator takıng a nap on the long...very long. but also very short trıp from belgrade to ıstanbul. the most amazıng person to ever be stuck wıth on a traın who has no way really to communıcate to us except for hıs bıg eyes and heavy smıle and agıle hands makıng sure that hıs home for the tıme that ıt ıs also are ıs ok. "ıs ok? you have reserve?" he would say no matter what just to say them maybe? just to let us know that he ıs here and everythıng outsıde and ınsıde ıs ok....

ok so webley totaly brought thıs awesome wıg and me? yes ı am the one wıth the clark kent shades tryıng to pretend to be me....but yes at best a european versıon of myself eıther german? no or maybe czech....yes probably the later and they also make my eyes a bıt larger so ı pretend that everythıng ıs larger lookıng out the other way from them...pretty amazıng most of the tıme...untıl ı scratched them up....now they waıt for better tımes...just waıtıng and waıtıng.