Observations 20/04/10
A man, apparently distracted (by what? A woman?), let his motorbike fall to the floor, before shouting “carajo.”
Passengers wore one of two faces: either sickening expressions of resignation, or of unabashed thrill, depending on how well they knew this particular route, the road’s twists and turns, whether they like fairgrounds.
A woman and her dog (has it always been hers?) rifled through our rubbish from 6 - 7 am. The dog seemed to consider it a game, and wouldn’t sit still when told.
