So, even though I forgot, here I am, twenty minutes after waking up this morning, blogging. I would say for you, but it's really for me. I don't like failing my commitments, can you tell? So from here on, pretend I wrote this yesterday. Geez.
It seemed like a normal day on campus, albeit one that was a little warmer than it's been recently. The only unusual thing I noticed was the trash. It was everywhere, piled up in corners and blowing across courtyards thanks to the ever-present wind.
|pretty much everywhere on campus looked like this|
|water feature filled with trash|
|this is where we ate lunch|
|outside one of the food outlets on campus|
|gathered people standing around, possibly yelling|
|a sign that i can't read yet|
|new vocabulary on the whiteboard in an english classrooom|
[Edit to add: here is a blog post with the demands of the workers on strike. It's hard to believe they have to strike for any of this.]