February 01, 2002
The Wizards of Oz
Yesterday, it was a sweltering 95 degrees with 98 percent humidity. One very long day later it's 59 degrees and the sun isn't up, though I am, cold, confused and with no idea where I've landed. It feels a bit like Italy, with the shriek of an espresso machine on every corner and the click-clack of smart-shoed pedestrians, but it could be Asia for all the curry houses, noodle joints and sushi bars in between. Or maybe it's Athens, which would explain all the Greek men. I search the streets for clues, and what gives it away is the blare of a horn followed by the screech of brakes: In Australia, they drive on the wrong side of the road.
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