July 22, 2005

Smells of the city

Every city has its own smell. For my first day here I was too sequestered in air conditioning to smell the city, but today I did. It is the same. The ripe, rich smell of a verdant rain forest combined with 20 year old cars belching exhaust from leaded gasoline. I love it.

It is interesting being here and being taken care of by a big company. No street taxis. Wear your seat belt. Lock your doors. While, admittedly, this is all good advice, I didn’t just get off the bus yesterday. Even though I lived here for two years, they are skeptical to let me get too far a field. I don’t think that they want a dead gringo on their hands.

This is a beautiful city

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