zanzibar

so we are here. and it is paradise. the beaches are white, the water is clear teal, the sky is cloudless....and there are a billion people trying to sell me things. tomorrow i will write about what we are doing and our adventures and how i feel, but right now i am too tired to think or write much that would make sense.

a few minutes ago i wrote an email to suzanne. part of it is copied below:

>i am at this weird stage where i can't take the assault of poeple
that attack me the minute i walk out of the hotel door. it's the
kind of thing that takes a lot of patience, and i am started to lose that ability to laugh them off...how have you done it for so many years?


her response is bost hysterical and shows that she knows me well...

>Dear Sophie,

When these people bother you instead of making you laugh...you know you
are EXHAUSTED & OVERTIRED.

Go back to your old trick of not making eyecontact and do NOT speak.

Louisa and I used to pretend that she was deaf and dumb and we would
talk in this made up sign language.

Go straight to the icecream parlour...you need some sugar. Suz


just thought everyone would enjoy this...

till tomorrow then because i am going to get some ice cream.
with so much love,
sophie