confessions of a reformed tourist
One might decide to focus on the damage.
Conclude this house failed to weather the storm.
I choose to focus on the fact that it’s still standing.
Unconquered.
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Hurricane Ivan hit Grenada in 2004.
90% of the buildings on the island lost their roofs.
By 2008 most had been repaired or rebuilt, but some, like this one, were abandoned.
Standing here I [...]
Emily came at night. She began with a timpani of thunder. At first, I survey from the corner of my verandah, until the blowing rain chases me indoors. I listen to her pummel my neighbor’s steel roof, as if taking a mallet to a steel drum, whaling on it like a wicked auntie with a [...]
I am what you could call an intermediate seamstress, but only if you were being kind. Both my mom and my grandmother can really sew, though, so I grew up accustomed to wandering the aisles of fabric stores. I’d run my fingers along the bolts like they were books on a library shelf, [...]
My back hurts. My back hurts in such a way that if I am sitting down, I cannot lower my chin without pain at the other end of my spine. All because the other night, my son fell asleep in front of the TV. I leaned down to pick him up, trying very hard [...]
Yesterday I said it felt like dry season. Today, not so much.
This video isn’t anything special… except for the unbelievable sound of the rain.
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