This ‘sound film’ follows a traveller who is en route to an unknown location. They stop by in a major city in Asia and enter their hotel room for the night.
The city is bustling outside as the travel weary character throws off their coat and suitcase and strips down to let some fresh air touch their sore body.
When flicking on the TV, the character is presented with a commercial, a monologue, in a language that they do not understand. This speech, however, is hypnotic in its foreignness and makes the character realize the fantastic nature of this world they have entered.
The traveller opens their balcony door only to have the turbulence of the city thrust in their face like a strong breeze. The traffic is rushing, the lights are flashing, and down below some street musicians are performing traditional songs. This strange music is as hypnotic as the man in the television, and one could stand on this balcony all night, listening to it in fascination.
However, this foreign place has hit the person with too much too quickly, culture shock.
The character splashes their face with ice cold water in the bathroom, hoping to regain a clear head. When this fails, they enter a hot shower, trying to relieve themselves of their travel’s stress in order to be able to approach this new world with open arms.
The city prevails.