Description
Space, distance, road, crossing, and departure. The story begins with the expanses of the desert, the ice of Russia, and the seasons of Istanbul. Then come the sounds of ocean waves and the tranquility of the Bosphorus, crossing the social, tribal Bedouin culture alongside the remnants of shattered Soviet dreams.
There is also travel, learning, and the path. We hear the tears of Baghdad and the sighs of Damascus, the remnants of Babylon as they blend with the sad silence of the Atlas Mountains. Finally, we witness the laments of the city of Nouakchott in the African embrace: it looks upon its own sorrow for a state - a nation with scattered corners, penetrated by the global system, where lines of time intersect on the axes of multidimensional geography.
This nation's most important features are the wandering, the loss, the questions, the waiting, and then the family. Olga is a lady of contradictions. She moves through cities and leaves what might be called the "smile of waiting" on their landmarks - a sense that anticipation itself is beautiful.
Her story is told by a mere passerby, one who devours the stories of the road with his morning coffee and is stalked by fleeting encounters, embracing the creed of the traveler. This passerby loves, but he loves nothing more than his wallet and what it carries inside: white papers and the lines on maps whose data never align because borders and journeys rarely match. So what did Olga wait for The text never says directly, but perhaps she waited for the passerby to look up from his wallet.
And how did crossing and leaving arrange the encounters That remains the mystery at the heart of the road.
