the Infinite Monkey speaks: on walking in Chile
Random brilliance from across the blogosphere…
I discovered I was supposed to stand shoulder-to-shoulder with them at lights, walk with them along sidewalks, each of us falling into the other’s pace. We crossed the streets together, passed strange men cleaning the sidewalks or watering the flowers, until we had to finally break away and go our separate ways. Without looking at each other or saying a word, we became temporary walking partners.
It was like a secret code. If I was walking alone, and they were walking alone, we were to walk together.
Learning to walk at a Chilean pace
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Yes! I thought it was just lovely – the idea of it and the act itself.