So — Sara keeps getting after me to write a blog entry, so here I go.
It's only after you've been here a while that you notice some of the little things:
Panhandlers — I have only been asked for money one time, and it was while skate boarding along the seawall in a hat and sunglasses. I may as well have had a sign on my forehead saying "Not From Here" A fellow approached me, complimented me, asked me how I was doing, we chatted about the weather (hot), we made introductions, and after we bid each other goodbye he asked me for two tala. I said I didn't have it. He said Ok. It was the most pleasant panhandling experience I have ever had. Nothing like the endless parade of gruff 'can I have some change' requests I got in Orlando.
Stars — Well, there is a lot of them, that goes without saying. Less light pollution = more stars. But they are all different. Way different. I'm no astronomer; up north I can pick out Orion’s belt, and usually one or two of the dippers. I never knew how odd it would be to look up and see nothing familiar. A lot of nothing familiar.
Exotic vs. Domestic — I’m sitting under a mango tree. There are mangos everywhere. I think I paid 7 bucks for a wine glass full of mango juice in Broad Ripple before we came here, and now I'm sitting next to half a dozen of them. On the other hand, anyone got any red onion they can spare?
Anyway - that's enough for now