TRAVEL DIARY

A weblog regularly updated by Jodi Rose.

Sunday, February 24, 2008

7:15 PM
Posted by jodi rose

Where did that two weeks go? There's a turtle looking up at me from the floor, maybe he knows something. Any day I'm going to release him back to the sea or at least the spree. Carson swears he isn't real, cast from extruded polystyrene or something, but the painting is very lifelike, and obviously the turtle who originated the enterprise was dead. It's a weird and wonderful place, this library where I'm slowly gathering and stitching together stray words.

There was so much going on, it all happened so fast (as the sloth told the police officer after being mugged by snails), I will try to remember some of the details. Names have been changed to protect the guilty. Or not. Maybe we're all innocent.