Drunkenly YouA strange town where I don't speak the language. Everything is dark and I am using the light of my phone to navigate because there is no street light. It is a dizzy and confusing darkness that causes my phone light to occasionally illuminate poisonous dart frogs.
I am in a hotel courtyard. It opens up to the jungle. I wander outside. I eventually fall into a sleepy haze and awake to find a gangly, dark stranger dragging me down the pebbled road by my weary, yawning ankles.
His random grunts tell me that he is taking me to the nearest city.
He thinks I am drunk.
And he thinks that the city is where the drunk belong.