Monday, January 8, 1996

Madras, the ninety-first day

Mitterrand seems to have died yesterday, I want to dress in black, that I will do less later, I am having made six new suits, to which only one is black!
The visit of a new museum in the same concept as the "Indian Museum": educational colonialism nostalgia. An impressive collection of stamps, especially the German stamps of the Third Reich with the shining swastika on planet Earth.

It seems that there is a category of "old queens" travelers. This is the third time I encounter a specimen of it. After Robert in Kathmandu, Michel in Puri, there is Peter from Düsseldorf with whom I sympathized. That said, there were some embarrassment in my behavior when his conversation, interfered with the exciting one that I had with Hervé, about drugs in Goa.

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