I chose to ignore the call for “staff” to appear at 6:30am to begin set-up and from now on considered myself only a “guest” at this event. Even though in my way I’ve been doing everything I could to help since arriving here.
By 7:15 am I left the hotel and sauntered down the main street toward the taxi stand some distance away. The sun was struggling with the clouds, and barely winning. A few shopkeepers were beginning to raise their corrugated roll-up doors, but there was not much activity on the street yet. The few beggars were in their accustomed spots with cheerful faces and “good morning sir, how are you?” A couple of food shops and stands were opening. I reached the square and there was one three-wheeler taxi still there. What I thought was really cool was that every taxi driver without exception had a mouthful of toothpaste that he was scrubbing with a toothbrush and spitting out onto the street – simultaneously as if the urge had hit all of them at the same time. More than any other reaction I would just say that this amused me to no end – I almost broke out laughing – or perhaps I though it was a scene from a 1950’s musical where they were all about to break into song and dance! [Read more…]