At the moment here there is a big meeting. It is an international conference but maybe the words are too big?
People who are treated as important have come to visit. The people they represent pay for them. They stay at hotels that cost lots of money. They eat food that does not grow here. They travel to meetings in cars that are not made here. The roads are closed so they do not have to be too close to the real city or the real people.
Their meetings are supposed to help the real people they never see.
So, that is my view.
I had been given warnings from the local airline about traffic delays. I decided though to go into the centre for some things because it was early and nice outside.
On the way back my bus caught the important people going to their meetings. Of course I do not mean that the important people came on the bus. No.
Ladies and gentlemen in many uniforms and vehicles, all with blue lights on top like your mom has at work. They were directing traffic across junctions and up side roads. To get back to my place we went on a trip around the city. A bit like going to see Nanna but being directed by way of Aunty Kerry's house to get there.
No photos for this story but I caught a 31 there and nearly a 55 back but I did not quite get on, so another 31 back.
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