There’s been times travelling
when things have made no sense
Like when I was in São Luis, Maranhão
and I accepted a guided private
museum tour
In Portuguese although I didn’t
understand a word of what the lady
from the museum said
Or when I sit in a toilet booth
at a hostel in Villa La Angostura in Patagonia
Skyping
because it’s the most private space I can find
and my friend asks me
in the middle of the call
if someone just flushed
My Maddy Travel 