"A few minutes ago every tree was excited, bowing to the roaring storm, waving, swirling, tossing their branches in glorious enthusiasm like worship. But though to the outer ear these trees are now silent, their songs never cease." ~ ~ ~ John Muir
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
A Marshutney Ride
Riding the "around town" marshutney in Yerevan reminds me of the movie "Being John Malkovich." The marshutney is a van with 11-12 seats, including the driver's. But there are usually more than 20 people and their shopping bags stuffed in. The 10-12 who are standing must bend over. So we all stand there, staring at our feet, trying to get a glimpse out the window to see where we are at the moment and hanging on to whatever small thing we can find: a window edge, the back of a seat, another person's sleeve. Anything to keep us from falling into each other as we zoom around the corners.
Labels:
Armenia,
Peace Corps,
Yerevan
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