Miami Airport

(why did I ever leave this behind?)

I better really make this blog worth it because its costing me $4.95 for ½ an hour. The people in charge at Miami Airport, unlike the socialists in Managua, charge an arm and a leg to check your email. Here I sit playing my new Creedance Clearwater Revival CD I burned from Mike, wondering if that Asian dude who keeps looking back at me over his shoulder from the booth in front of me is bothered by the fact that I am playing it through my computer speakers since I lost my damn headphones on the airplane, or maybe he’s just mesmerized by the fact that I look like a member of Creedance right now with my mustache and rolled up headband tight around my dome piece, digesting my enormous slice of Pepperoni Pizza, Budweiser beer, and ceaser salad, mourning the loss of said earphones, adjusting to the new problem my computer has developed where oddly enough I have to put a little folded up piece of napkin under the body at the precise spot where the removable battery seems to have bowed out for some reason, observing all these rich and wasteful Americans, reentering into the reality of being one myself, checkin gout this copy of US Weekly which is really fascinating and riveting, and on that note, lamenting the fact that I’m back in this country at the moment.
It was funny, Nicaragua probably felt like the least foreign country I’ve ever been in my life. I guess Asia, where I do the majority of my traveling is just so f-ing different, so on another planet, especially India, that Nicaragua comparatively just seemed like some other state in some sort conglomeration of the Americas. Especially since coming through Miami, where I’ve never been, and I was surprised to find everyone in the damn airport speaking Spanish, which was freaking brilliant. I had no idea Miami was like that, I mean if the airport is like I can just imagine the city itself. Makes me excited to come back down here in December, when I’m supposed to come down for Art Basel.
But enough already, I’m gonna go check out some news on The Huffington Post (.com) on Iran. Seeing as I’ve been off the radar for 2 weeks, I don’t really know what’s going on, but my heart is gripped with the news. As everything that happens in the world, it is all already written, its all predestined anyway, but I can’t help but hope things calm down soon for the sake of the people with the changes they are seeking but in place. I hope they finally get the change that so many Iranians I have personally known have deserved and not just yearned for, but needed. If you’ve never met someone from Iran, you can’t know how dynamic, deep yet modern, and advanced they are as a society and as a people. They are quite simply some of the most impressive people on the planet, and the land itself is a seat and source of spirituality and power rivaled by few other lands in the world. And then to be ruled by such a dis-representive government . . . . we just can’t even imagine. It would be like having Dick Cheney with Vice-President Rush Limbaugh in power for decades, and being powerless against it. I can’t say I know enough about whats happening, but I’m holding out hope that this time it might finally be happening on their own terms, without coercision and power plays of outside forces and governments (CIA ahem ahem). That’s all for now . . . stay tuned on where I figure out where I’m gonnna sleep tonight. I hadn’t really thought of that. . . . somewhere in NYC . . .