we took to the woods

With the veils, headdresses and mirrored sunglasses, walking around here (though the mega-aisles at Carrefour, or the mobile phone store, or the hotel lobby) has some of the intrigue of a masque ball. To me, right now, it feels mysterious and playful. Then again, long robes give dark young men with very long eyelashes a serious, even monastic air that no nineteen year-old in jeans could achieve. Locals seem to glide rather than walk. It’s all still strange.

I swam at the Ritz. The elegance of that pool actually compromises fitness — smooth as glass, not a ripple of resistance.