Saturday, November 7, 2009

Ah, the Glories of Shared Housing

Between last night & this morning, three quarters of the cheese wheel that I brought back from the field has gone missing.


There is a difference between entering a place the first time and entering it the second, third, and tenth. Coming back from the field and running up the three stories of stairs to the director’s room on the top floor, the office seemed familiar to me. Two weeks ago, entering it for the first time, and it was a completely terrifying & foreign place.