Sunday, June 21, 2009

making a run for the border

I have a habit of walking purposefully in a direction, as though I know where I'm going. I don't want to appear lost or confused, so I pick a direction and start walking.

I did it this morning. I left the bus station of La Linea, which is the Spanish town bordering Gibraltar. There weren't any signs pointing to Gibraltar, so I just turned right and started walking. After a block or two, I decided to ask someone if I was going in the right direction. He pointed the opposite way from where I was headed. I turned around and saw an enormous rock hiding in the mist.

Right. That way.

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