So it came to be that we arrived in the city of Bremen instead of the jungle capital of Paramaribo. We stayed with my mom's friend and enjoyed visits from other friends there. On the second day or so of our visit I took off on my own and visited downtown.
There I went to the famous Übersee-Museum that features many innovative displays about cultures and tribes "overseas". It also had many displays about famous harbor cities other then Bremen, like New York and Shang Hai. The impressive Maya gold collection made my heart bleed for Mexico. And the exhibits about South America only made me more sad. It was ridiculous to feel sorry about myself for not being able to go on a trip during a time when there are so many other things to grief and worry about, but I couldn't help myself. I was walking around in one a historic Northern European city with a rich history and culture that at tracks many visitors from abroad but all I could think about was how much I wanted to be in Suriname. Also, I was using up most of my vacation time by staying home. I surely wasn't going back to work anytime soon. I called Vivian that very night after talking it over to my mom. "You really should go", she said, I'll be fine". Vivian was one of the first people I told about my dad so she could still make other travel plans to Suriname if possible. Viv however had now gotten used to the idea that she wouldn't make it and had turned in her vacation days and forced herself to get used to the idea of staying home. Now she had to get used to the idea of going after all all over again. It took several days to arrange the flight. The 2 free tickets KLM offers me every year had been sent back and had to be re-requested again. We decided not to tell Leon we were coming after all but to surprise him and to just appear on his doorstep. Vivian made all the arrangements to spent out first night at 2 witness families and finally by January first we were off..
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