After a couple of days’ lull on the plateau, I got ready to move on. There
was a bus down below I wanted to catch, and I fully expected the walk
down to take quite a while, but once again – and this had happened a few
times over the past couple of weeks – I was unexpectedly offered a lift. Just
as I was setting out, a woman in a Land Cruiser from some aid organization
pulled up alongside me and rolled down her window, saying she could
give me a ride down if I wanted...
Bio:
Joe Davies’ writing has appeared in the Dublin Review, eFiction India, the New Quarterly, the Missouri Review, EVENT, Planet: The Welsh Internationalist, and now and again in Queen’s Quarterly. He lives in Peterborough, Ontario, and aspires to no other claim to fame.