New Jerusalem or bust
Tuesday, July 3rd, 2007Guadalajara, Mexico__It’s a radioactive sky outside, the color of rust and the silhouette of planes against pools of water from the rain that has just stopped in Guadalajara where I wait for my next plane. I’m piggybacking on free Wi-Fi and clearing out unsent emails, while drinking a peach-prune yogurt from a slender bottle (you know you’re in Mexico when trying to get a plain yogurt is an impossible task). The airport is empty except [see entire entry...]
