

I was extra-inspired because of the song during the Inaugeration, with Itzsach Perlman and Yo Yo Ma. The Inaugeration was special, being an expat and all. I watched it via webcam, and found myself grabbing my heart and wiping tears. Seeing him take the oath with the Lincoln Bible, that was history right there.
As I was walking home tonight in the twilight, I had a bit of an epiphany. I think the reason I like Basel so much is because it is a city that you can still see the stars in. I was thinking about the sky, and then playing the stream-of-consciousness game: stars, spangled sky, spangled banner. Then I just decided, hey, I'm an American, I know the first verse, and more importantly, I don't know any of these people walking. So I just let it out. I even set the words to different tunes, and created some melodies of my own. The walk home from the violin shop was 45 minutes...
So to make up for the last post, I am going to talk about some amazing interactions with people that I had last night and today. Of course there was the violin man. I was at an intersection with too much construction and confusing crosswalk signals, when I saw a man standing next to me with the most amazing backpack. There was a giant zipper, about three inches wide, going right up the front, and the same going around the top. Each of the teeth was an inch big! It was too awesome to just walk by and solely think about its awesomeness. So I said, "Hey, I know this is weird, but I love your backpack." He said, "Really? Me too! It is for polo!" And then we smiled, kept walking and smiling, not knowing how to a continue a conversation on that. Then he went to the recycling bins and I went my own way. We cheerily "Ciao"-ed, and that was it. Next interaction: On the train last night to Bible study, there was this crazy man chanting, and I looked over to the woman a few seats away. Her eyebrows raised, as to say, hey, I don't know either, and we both just burst into laughter. And then the chanting man did too.
1 comment:
lindsey! you and your words are magical!
p.s. this is alex (friend). :)
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