As soon as he had finished checking the cotton c*******n, the last one in the line, he turned to go back and collided head-on with a man who was going in the opposite direction. The latter was focused on consulting the introducing brochure of the Festival and had not noticed James' arrival, so their heads had clashed against each other.
"Hey, look where you put your feet," James warned him, bending down to pick up his folder.
"Excuse me," the other replied automatically, picking up his brochure. Immediately afterward the two had simultaneously raised their heads as if obeying an inexplicable call and looked at each other curiously.
"... Andy? Is that really you?"
"James!" Andy said back and then hugged him vigorously.
"What the hell are you doing here, I thought you would travel aroun
