There was a thing that happened when he came. We'd been waiting for about an hour, mostly in silence except for the rustle of another traveller shifting in their seat, or the occasional bitten back sob from Bêbe, followed by Fusel either sucking his lips or huffing his moustache. There was a tap from outside. You'd have thought it was a gun going off the way it made the soldier jump— he'd been leaning against the door smirking at everyone, and if he saw me looking he'd snap his finger and thumb in front of his eye and wink (because he's got my camera).
hey, just realised the world has intertube connections
Blogging from Albonia 1 , first stop on the grand tour of my holiday. This off my phone. Very difficult. Like this has taken about 20 minutes to write. So not much from here, then. Everywhere in Albonia is nearly underwater because of the inclement weather. Wading not walking. Laters. 1 Not its real name, and not the one I gave it first.
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