Another brief salutation, a word or two of Romanian, borne like a vapor on the soft (very early) summer air as I was going from one place to another and roundly execrating the tourist hordes sotto voce. Not quite sure of the event. I must trust the empiric. Booking, boarding and disembarking on a flight to Bucharest, Belgrade, Sarajevo, or environs. Then: work, culture, and freedom from the corruption hereabouts. Tis a consummation devoutly to be wished.
