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For a sleepy farming
village, Jakub (Czech Republic)
can be a pretty dramatic place. John
and I were there to
celebrate Mirek's
birthday along with Mirek's son Jakub.
After scarfing a traditional Czech feast of
soup, meats,
and sweety
treats, Jakub, John, and I went for a
walk. We
caught a tour of the church
across the street, built in 1165,
where we badly
played a 200-year-old footpump pipe organ.
Next door, a man in housing
development watered
his lawn
while a
cat slept in the broken corner of an old
building.
Swans and small birds were floating in a pond,
then we
passed an abandoned
building now inhabited by singing
gypsies whose clothes were hung out to dry.
Photographing
a factory
in process of being demolished, a dirty man with
big
scary dog told me to stop because he didn't want
trouble. The
location seemed perfect for illegal business so
I put my camera
away without argument. Walking down a
winding country road,
I used the last of my memory to video Jakub
doing a wacky full
moon
dance. No sooner had he finished with this
flourish when
two fighter jets roared across the face of the
moon, spewing red fire
out their tails. It sounded like the end of the
world and probably is.
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