[Link to NYTimes.com article]
By SETH MYDANS,
Published: Monday, December 5, 1994
She couldn’t stop sampling the tropical fruits, the steamed snails, the candied plums. She was enthralled by the children, with their red scarves, trooping along the dirt paths to school. Almost every conversation seemed to end in laughter; she was home, and she was happy. “This [...]