I had Haider Ali sahib drop me off at Mohatta Palace on his way to work. It’s a beautiful, privately owned museum that I had visited 11 years ago, when I was in Karachi before. There was a beautiful exhibit on the history of map making. One of the staff members recognized me, as we had met back in 2008, when he was studying in Jamshoro. He had seen a facebook photo of me at Najib sahib’s exhibition the night before and recognized me. That changed the whole visit. He gave such a rich inside look at the pieces and process of putting the show together. It was fascinating and I really appreciate the immense effort and value in the work that the team did.I also picked up Abida Parveen’s CD set of Shah Jo Risalo. Afterwards, I walked around Clifton, then grabbed a rickshaw over to Sadar, which is an older part of the city. I started looking for some older bookstores there, and looked at one. By that time, the car my cousin had sent to pick me up had arrived, and I travelled in comfort from Sadar. I’m not used to such luxury, after these months on this trip.We made a little stop at the National Book Foundation as it was on my list of places to go to. It was funny following the signs into the building, that lead to a sign that said the book shop had moved. It was not clear where, so I asked around. Walked out a back gate, down an alley, past a building and found it. I was hoping to find books from different languages and provinces of Pakistan, translated into Urdu. I didn’t really find anything that wasn’t already easy to find. A bit disappointed I head out, got back in the car and head on my way to see my cousin.It was fun to catch and I ended up spending the night there as he lives a bit further out of town. Since I last saw him years ago, he has added a few little additions to his family. Dinner was amazing.