Based on a diary of my mother's year in Germany in the 1950's, it's an exploration of her journey and mine.
Sunday, December 18, 2011
And a postcard from Algiers
And a postcard from Algiers to Mocha and Granddaddy and Amelia Ann: We finally made it into Algiers about three hours late because of bad weather and terrific headwinds, but we have a good pilot. Evidently there isn't much to see here. At least we didn't see too much. But we did go through the Casbah. It's a dirty, filthy section where people exist. This picture looks good compared to what it actually looks like.
She also wrote at the top of the postcard, as though trying to identify what was in the picture: These are Moslem women, and they are everywhere. Hmm. You're in Algeria, a Muslim country. What a shocker. LOL
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