After several passes of curiosity, the boy comes over to my corner of shade outside the “tienda.” “Where are you from?” he asks shyly. “England.” I reply, taking a thirst quenching sip from my cola. “Is that far?” “Ohhh, yes! Very far!” I tell him. “Is it close to Germany?”…
“The Moment of Truth, Take Four” was complete and hot off the…umm, developing table, but it didn’t take long for another problem to crop up and “Take Five” was soon created, leaving me feeling like an overused actor, in a worn out ongoing story line…like in the endless “Saw” movie…
The moment of truth…..take 4….does Rudolf run…. After toiling for days and days and weeks and weeks and fighting every step against the lack of parts, the lack of tools or the lack of help (which was later to come from numerous people…Julio, Raul and Luis!). Without other options I…
After a complete engine rebuild….will Rudolf breath life again…. Watch and find out…
I’m at home, in the living room sitting small and square on the couch, tucked over onto one side, wondering why it is I am here….at home…. The journey, it seems is over. My mother is here. She is cleaning and I watch her, though she pays…
