dangerous compassions

I call you / from the comet's cradle

Saturday, August 08, 2015

goodbye to Kingman

Ming opened the drawer of the bedside table.  "Oh, this is interesting!" he said loudly.

I lazily expected a bible and some XL condoms like we found in the hotel room at Lake Tahoe.

I looked and was delighted to see a copy of the Bagavad Gita.  I laughed.  Yes, the owner of this Econolodge is an Indian guy.

"That's a blogable moment," I said.  Ming's downstairs now getting something from the car.  He swam this morning.  He said the pool was small.

The hotel questions: do we take the pen?  The used soap?


Post a Comment

<< Home