While we are heading towards Persia, Wang Wei sends us a sign of life from Syria. At least this is what he writes us via his stolen internet:
Te escribo desde Barcelona a través de una conexión malísima robada a un vecino que tiene su wi-fi abierto sin darse cuenta. Una foto de Wang Wei haciendo una foto (atrapado en la foto) de dos sirios fumando sus narguiles y jugando a algún juego de manera harto despreocupada. Se sabe que son sirios estos personajes porque es un restaurante sirio regentado por un hombre gordo y simpático de Alepo.
(I’m writing you from Barcelona via a very low quality connection stolen from a neighbor who is keeping his wifi open without taking notice of it. A photo of Wang Wei capturing a photo (and captured by it) of two Syrians smoking narghile and playing some game without any remarkable interest. We know they’re Syrians as we are in a Syrian restaurant directed by a sympathetic fat man from Aleppo.)
Lo, we managed to winkle him out. C’mon, Istanbul and Tehran is only a hop from here.
Te escribo desde Barcelona a través de una conexión malísima robada a un vecino que tiene su wi-fi abierto sin darse cuenta. Una foto de Wang Wei haciendo una foto (atrapado en la foto) de dos sirios fumando sus narguiles y jugando a algún juego de manera harto despreocupada. Se sabe que son sirios estos personajes porque es un restaurante sirio regentado por un hombre gordo y simpático de Alepo.
(I’m writing you from Barcelona via a very low quality connection stolen from a neighbor who is keeping his wifi open without taking notice of it. A photo of Wang Wei capturing a photo (and captured by it) of two Syrians smoking narghile and playing some game without any remarkable interest. We know they’re Syrians as we are in a Syrian restaurant directed by a sympathetic fat man from Aleppo.)
Lo, we managed to winkle him out. C’mon, Istanbul and Tehran is only a hop from here.
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