We are here. The three of us asleep in our bed in Hanoi, where we lived when we were just two. Now we are three. The two of them face to face on N's pillow, the one just tiny and wearing a T-shirt and a muslin. It's sweating hot here. Why haven't we got the aircon on? Oh yes, because there are no batteries in the remote. I remember when we were in the student digs how I slept on bare boards with a rush mat when it was hot.
The journey here was a sleep-deprived hallucination, full of wacky characters which rightfully belonged in an anime cartoon (a man wearing three hats and a troupe of Japanese people wearing facemasks, for example). Bernard slept beautifully in his SkyCot.
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