"The usual bypasser is a woman sauntering slowly down the road with bundles upon bundles balanced on her head. These women are pillars of wonder, defying gravity while wearing the ho-hum aspect of perfect tedium. They can sit, stand, talk, shake a stick at a drunk man, reach around their backs to fetch forth a baby to nurse, all without dropping their piled-high bundles upon bundles. They are like ballet dancers entirely unaware they are on stage. I cannot take my eyes from them."
Although the large, unusual objects are mesmerizing...I think I enjoy seeing a woman carrying her own purse on her head, rather than on her shoulder, the most
I almost didn't post today...we had a fun night that caused me to forget to countdown! Friends, Dutch Blitz, homemade pizza and brownies will do just that.
Much love,
Emily Elizabeth
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