Defining Moment
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Photo: greg |
A few years ago, I strolled into my local bistro and had one of those defining moments. I had been for an extended walk with our dog, Kiva. It was a national holiday, where almost everything closes for the day and the country is quiet.
I walked in the door and hit the graveyard atmosphere. Everyone knows that moment, when the staff have not yet noticed that the music has stopped. Relaxed locals are munching their tasty breakfasts and cute guys and gals sip on their lattés. All have subconciously taken note of the changed volume and conversations have reduced to whispers.
"Happy birthday everybody!", I cried. Blank expressions, questioning faces, laughter and a few comments from the usual blokes were aimed in my direction. "October 3?", i commented. "Reunification Day?". Nothing. "One day, that might change", I thought to myself.