The whole village had gathered. The men constructed a raft with little clay figures on top—some animals, I remember, plus a smoking man sitting in front. The women brought food and decorated the family’s balcony.
Two weeks ago, a tourist had committed suicide in their hut1.
To get rid of the bad spirits, the symbolic raft was about to be shoved down the river in a relieving ritual.
While the people were praying for the family’s better luck at their home, drunken Jonathan from Brussels tried to swim to the other side of the river, cramped, and drowned2.
Finished a comic containing anecdotes from a train, bus, and bicycle ride from Asia to Germany. Unfortunately, it only contains 1 1/2 months instead of 12. www.vinksthings.com @pinkboris