I told him that we
should be able to get some sort of story out of his travels and
experiences. He nodded.
"Yes," he said, "I've been all around the world."
Then he became silent and looked at me hopefully.
I explained, "People like to read about travelers. They sit at home
themselves and wonder what it would be like to travel. You probably had a
lot of experiences that would give people a vicarious thrill. I understand
you were a cook on a tramp steamer in the south seas."
"Oh, yes," said Ginkel, "I've been all over. I've been around the world."
* * * * *
We lighted pipes and Ginkel removed a book from a drawer in the dresser.
He opened it and I saw it was a book of photographs--mostly pictures taken
with a small camera.
"Here are some things you could use," he said. "You wanna look at them."
We went through the pictures together.
"This one here," said Ginkel, "is me in Vladivostok. It was taken on the
corner there."
The photograph showed Ginkel dressed just as he was in the hotel room,
standing near a lamp post on a street corner. There was visible a part of
a store window.
"This one is interesting," said Ginkel, warming up. "It was taken in the
archipelago.
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