But my boss is the State Department ...
Thanks to one of Suburban Macondo's most devoted readers, Gary Toczylowski, we all can enjoy this article/warning.
Condi's too busy to notice me, right?
posted by Ian at
4:48 PM
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Here in Venezuela, nothing is perfect. Nothing has the sickening shine of a Stop & Shop in Glastonbury or a Volvo dealership in Chapel Hill -- it's all run-down, earthen, different. But the people, with their kindness, their wisdom and their faults, are magical, and they're making this place my own personal Macondo. I'll try to explain it little by little, giving you a bit here and a bit there, while at the same time matching it up against my suburban Connecticut upbringing.
Previous
- Running (away) of the bull
- WOTW#4
- Prelude to a bad vacation
- No mo' Internet
- McMérida
- The return of El Guapo
- A continuación
- On break
- WOTW#3
- Paragliding
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