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...must unfortunately note that Europe seems to be going down a road which could lead it to take its leave from history.' POPE BENEDICT XVI, warning that Europe appears to be losing faith in its own future, calling some Europeans' desire to have fewer children "dangerous individualism...
...region since Sunday, and parked throughout the capital. The government has promised to compensate drivers for the use of their vehicles, offering 2000 rupees, or $35 in addition to fuel, but that may not be enough to convince them. Drivers point out that their vehicles will be off the road for two or three days, and on good routes, operators make around $45 a day. So just to be certain, drivers' documents were retained to ensure that they show up to work on the day of the rally...
...travel agent had assured me Bishaq was his best driver for my planned journey through the Darfur refugee camps of eastern Chad, but things did not start well. We'd arranged a 5 a.m. start in the hope of crossing the 614 miles of unpaved road to the eastern town of Abeche by nightfall. Bishaq was not only five and a half hours late, but come 5 p.m., as we passed a dust-blown town called Mongo, he suddenly swerved through some metal gates, pulled up in a dusty courtyard, stepped out and ambled away with the word: "Hotel...
...mutual antipathy reached a climax on our last night. We had been driving all day and were just two hours outside Ndjamena, where we could finally be rid of each other, when Bishaq pulled off the road in the village of Bokoro, and announced that it was 6 p.m., and company rules stated he could drive no further. The prospect of one more day with Bishaq was more than I could bear: I shouted at him in the street, calling him "thief," "liar" and much, much worse. I demanded he give me the keys, saying I would drive...
...lost. The chief chided me for my flurry and bustle, saying I should learn from the serene and conscientious example set by my driver. As punishment, he ruled I would sleep once again in the road. In a concession to my pleas of being in a hurry, he added Bishaq and I would continue on our way at 4 a.m. Naturally, the next morning Bishaq, who had partied into the wee hours with yet more family and friends, was two hours late. And he grinned all the way to Ndjamena...