‘Shall I look up some local eateries?’ He has phone poised and ready, Google imminent. 'Why don't we ask the concierge?' 'I duno, I saw a bunch of restaurants on the way in from the airport.' She ignores him and trots up to the hotel desk, as chirpily as a ten hour flight will allow. 'Hi, could you recommend some nearby restaurants, please? Low-key, not far, not too expensive. Do you have something that's a local speciality?' 'Ah, yes,' the man behind the strangely low desk n

It was two nights in a row that I saw the glow in the sky. It hung there, waiting. At least to me it felt like it was waiting. Waiting for what? I did not know. By night four I decided I was going to wait. For what? I did not know. My eyes started to droop just as the glow expanded to the ground. Then a three-legged creature walked toward me. It also glowed from top to bottom, so much so that it was difficult to discern its features other than the three legs. “Hello,” I said,

- I am slow. - Turtles are slow. - Slow like a well of ink drying. - Fast like ink drying on the page. - Does the ink dry just as fast as on well and page. - The ink in pen seems to be dry. - My pen indents the page. - My ink returns and leaves. ۭ °Do I need to wait? ۭ Do I need to use the other side of my pen. ۬Should I ask someone for a pen? Would they have an inkling of mercy for me? Never mind my pen is working aga