Day 1

Sitting in a room fighting colonial roots and third-world conceits, we start our adventure despite not having read the manual. From left to right sit Eric, Lane, Nardin, Sandra, Christie, Dave, Joanne, Natalie, Erin, Jennifer, and Kate. Between the furtive glances and fumbled foreign phrases, we start. We listen, we giggle, we joke, we dream of change. There is little to support that dream but the people in the room, the strangers in the room. They can't be trusted, such is the nature of strangers, but they linger in the periphery as strangers often do. It takes time. Which is all we have. Tomorrow won't be so strange.