Stranded
“People talk to us. They talk about us. They stare at us with concern and horror. News of us spreads around the resort, and people come to look at us. People from all over the world stand in front of us and take photographs. I do not even try to tell them not to. We are curiosities, and I understand that.
When I see a man staring at the picture on the back of his camera, I want to ask him to show it to me, but then, at the last second, I don’t want to know. Somebody takes control; I have no idea... who they are, but it is a man and a woman, local people I think. They lead us along the beach and into a building that has miraculous tiled floors, smooth and manufactured and incomprehensible. The café they sit us in has walls that are not there, open to the elements apart from the supporting pillars. We have a view of the sea and the beach. It is not, for any of us, a compelling view. I am far more interested, astounded even, in looking at the furniture, and the people, and the food and the drink.MoreLess
When I see a man staring at the picture on the back of his camera, I want to ask him to show it to me, but then, at the last second, I don’t want to know. Somebody takes control; I have no idea... who they are, but it is a man and a woman, local people I think. They lead us along the beach and into a building that has miraculous tiled floors, smooth and manufactured and incomprehensible. The café they sit us in has walls that are not there, open to the elements apart from the supporting pillars. We have a view of the sea and the beach. It is not, for any of us, a compelling view. I am far more interested, astounded even, in looking at the furniture, and the people, and the food and the drink.MoreLess
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