Chronicle of a Death Foretold

Earlier this year there were major floods in Colombia. The site of Garcia Marquez’ novels was awash; rivers were swollen, houses and people were swept away, whole villages were blotted out. Day after day the world turned to water.  Indeed there was so much water running through Colombia that for those of us living in chronically dry places, stricken by drought and bushfire, it was like something from the Bible, something you believed in but could hardly imagine happening in the same space and time that you yourself lived in. Almost beautiful, until the statistics hit home.