announced Finnish, Swedish, French, Portuguese and Arabic as
languages spoken by the flight crew –
welcome to multilingual Europe!
I am being graciously hosted in a flat surrounded by the paintings of Tony Mafia. This afternoon, I passed a Ganesh Festival, and then found classical dancers had taken over the main lobby of Central Station – perhaps it was a waltz? Today was gorgeous: a tad cool in the shade (19 C) but perfect in the sun, and the full moon rose over dinner.
Yesterday, for the first time, I touched London.
Nigham showed me around. 🙂 We took in an exhibit at the Tate Modern, States of Flux.
We also enjoyed a (smallish) river festival along the Thames, where we ate, and witnessed an absentee ballot voter campaign for Barack Obama.
While Hurricane Ike crashed into Texas, I recall Mother of Storms and consider the juxtapositions of our time. I am still too jet-lagged to offer more than this pastiche, but
the poignancy of multilayered moments is on my mind.
the papers are full of the hack at CERN.
. . .
The Human Genome Project (HGP) . . . results were available on the internet every night, so that they could be accessed by anyone in the world.”
“How Big Science seduced us”
Daily Telegraph, Saturday, September 13, 2008
I do believe we need groups – big ones! – to weave sensibility among the gaps produced by all the challenges that face us.
Note: Blogentry title quote from “On Going to the Airport” by Alain de Botton (On Seeing and Noticing, 2005).