Monday 3 September 2012

Day #7 Jelsi

Friday, we've arrived in Jelsi.  I was last here 41 years ago and before that 47 years ago.  It seems little has changed in the outward appearance of the buildings.  Within minutes of arriving, a tremendous wind blows up, dried, parched leaves lifted together with bill posters and sent scuttling between our legs.  Dust and screeching between the buildings.

The clock on the municipio sounds the hour on the hour but also on the quarter followed  by a different chime; one for quarter past, two for half past, three for quarter to and so on.  to be continued ...


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