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I bless the raiiiiins down in Aaaafrica, gotta take some time to do the things we never have

 

traffic in India is as bad as it can get. Like... I don't think they have any laws or rules, it's just, drive and horn.
So I was scared for my life when Derek who runs my hotel gave me a ride on his scooter (yes, let me repeat that: SCOOTER scared. for. my. life.) to the next village because I needed to buy a plug adapter (which I didn't get by the way that's why I can't show you pictures) but it turns out to be a lot of fun once you come to terms with your certain death. He also bought me a Mango juice and some Indian snack that was delicious. (Don't be worried he is well in his forties with his wife and children all living at the guest house). However I survived and went for a walk up a little hill around here to the cliffs and rocky side of the beach, discovered two hindu and one christian shrine (is that even allowed idk?) and took a lot of pictures.

The bartender at this bar I told you about talked a lot to me today, he's a really nice guy and recommended me some spots in Goa to visit, I think he feels pressured to entertain me because since the Brazilian girl took off with a friend this morning, I spent my time alone with  book. But there is no one traveling alone beides me and it's hard to meet people, they're people my age with friends and they stay with each other. idk, maye i'm just antisocial, whatever.

Oh just one thing, there are stray dogs EVERYWHERE and of course I won't touch them so I can't get rabies and stuff but I gave them the bones of my chicken vindaloo ( ♥ ) and they ate all of it. THEY ATE THE BONES. I'm scared they will die now and it's all my fault because dogs are not supposed to eat chicken bones :( I love them so much, I want to take all of them with me back home. They lie next to you at the beach and sleep and their noses are covered in sand. Dogs noses = cutest things on earth!

I have a little adventure planned fortomorrow and we'll see if everything works out, I will tell you afterwards ;)

The traffic in India could not be worse. I think nciht that there are any rules or Gestze, they honk and go. That is why I was afraid for my life than me Derek, which the hotel belongs to his scooter (yes, ROLLER!) Mitin the next village was so that I can buy a plug adapter (which I incidentally there not found and ven so No images can show) but it amcht a lot of fun, as m is resigned to his certain death. He told me then donated even a mango juice and an Indian snack that was delicious. (But do not worry, he is staying over forty and his wife and children in the hotel). Anyway, I survived and then went for a walk gone up a hill to the cliffs and the rocky part of the beach, where I hbe two small Hindu un discovered a Christian shrine (which is a Christian shrine, this allowed?)

The bartender vo the beach, of which I have told you, Today, many talked to me he was very nice and mi has a few places in Goa recommended that I should watch me, I dneke he hate to have to the feeling entertained me because I am alone, that since the Brasilienmaedchen this morning the departed friend. But no one except me is traveling alone and sin most people in my old one with their friends, and I'm only velleicht unsozil but hm = /

One more thing, here are EVERYWHERE stray dogs and I take they of course not, so I do not get rabies, but I do have my bones Tues Chicken Vindaloo (♥), and they have eaten it all. YOU HAVE EATEN DIEKNOCHEN! I'm afraid to die now and it's my fault, because dogs should not eat Huhnchenknochen: (I have all the dogs he so dearly and wants to take it all home with you then lie next to you sleeping on the beach, and their noses! Dog noses are full of sand = cutest thing ever

For tomorrow I've planned a little adventure, we'll see if everything works, ih'll tell you after all;.!)

Recovery Time For Bladder Sling Surgery

she's standing in the ashes at the end of the world, four winds blowing through her hair

this is where I am.
(after a 15 hours bus ride... an experience in itself, believe me)

let me tell you about my day because it got so much better:

turns out the Brazilian girl likes me after all, after we left the internet cafe we went for the beach together where we discovered this really cozy beach bar, so we ordered a beer and talked some, I ate a tuna sandwich (and thi is really all I can eat in one day it is too fucking hot to eat here) and she let me try her fish curry which was amazing!
Afterwards I went shopping, lol, because brainy me forgot to bring her swimsuit and flip flops, that's right Lisa, why would you need these two items AT A BEACH?! And by walking through this... "city" all alone I discovered maybe I will come to terms with India. People are very nice and it turns out I am actually quite good at bargaining.

Talking about money... I found this really great place to stay called "Chilli's Guest House" the room is huge, I have my own toilet & shower and a balcony!, it's extremely clean and the guy is really nice and helpful, also my room is a nice bright teal color and now let me tell you how much it is for one night... wait for it.... INR150! THAT IS 2 FUCKING EUROS! A NIGHT! (that's like... 3 dollars for you Americans!)

The rest of the day was spent at the beach, reading of course. Now it's 5 pm and I'm not sure what to do. The Brazilian girl will meet a friend later and I consider going back o the beach bar drinking another beer or something.
I think I'm going to stay here for a few weeks, maybe a whole month even and then perhaps come back home. Or if I really like it until then I might travel to another beach, but right now I prefer staying a month and then coming back.

What is troubling me the most (apart from the loneliness) is the poverty. It is so sad and enraging to see people sleeping on the streets, with all that dirt around and knowing that this is what our western society does to the countries it exploits... I could cry for these people all day long, the small kids in the streets ... it's so unfair.

here I am.
(after 15 hours of bus ... an experience in itself)

I will tell you about my day because he was much better:

it turned out that the girl but I like Brazil, according to the Internet cafe are together we went to the beach, then there e have discovered a cozy beach bar, so I ir first ordered a beer and talked a bit, I've eaten a tuna sandwich (mhr and today I can not eat any more, far too hot) and it has let me try their fish curry which has excellent taste! Then I went shopping
am because I namely, smart as I am both my bikini and flip flops have forgotten exactly why I should even need BEACH! And while I am running so solely because of the "city", I thought that I could but one probably used to it. The people are extremely friendly and I can actually do good, who expects the haet!

Speaking just about money, I'm an insanely great hotel found, called "Chilli's Guest House, the room is huge, beautiful own shower, toilet and balcony, the guy is also very nice and helpful, the room is bright turquoise-painted and now waiting daraf how much I pay per night ... That's 2 INR150 EURO! PER NIGHT!

the rest of the day I spent at the beach, reading (what else) now it is 17:00 and I do not know what I make now is that Brazil will find a girl friend and I'm thinking about back to the beach to and go have a beer or something.
I think I'll stay here asy the next few weeks, come villiht enes whole month, and than back, or if ic it really like, I still go to another beach, but right now I find it pretty well here, and one probably would be a little to get home early. We'll see.

What I find worst (apart from loneliness) is poverty. It is so sad and makes to see me angry we, tausnd of people on the street schalfen, next to all the dirt and to know that our Western society is to blame by exploiting Solc countries ... I could weep for the days gauzes these people, the little street kids, it's so unfair

It's knocking over fences crossing property lines Four Winds
, cry until it comes
A heart just can not contain all
of that empty space It breaks. It breaks. It breaks.

Bright Eyes

Hindi Dohas On Friendship

Incredible indeed...

I hate India.
But don't be shocked people keep telling me everyone hates India during the first week... Let me tell you one thing about Mumbai: it sucks. It is one big, crowded, dirty place and I had a feeling everyone was trying to rip me off...  and I am glad I'm already outta there. That's right, I just arrived at Arambol, Goa. It still sucks but at least there's a beach.
Basically all I did so far was crying my heart out and I really want to go home. But I decided to give India 3 weeks, if I'm still convinced it's horrible then I'll fly back. But I have to give it a go.
Flight was awesome, met this great India guy who lives in Texas and visits his family at the plane and he was very nice and helpful, now I'm traveling with a girl from Brazil but I think she doesn't like me too much :(

I feel horrible as in I don't know what to do I want to die.
Maybe it'll get better, I really hope so but as of now, I'm not sure if I will stay here. I knew what to expect, I knew it was dirty and hot and loud but... I wasn't prepared to feel this lonely.
I could deal with the dirt, I could deal with the non-existence of streets, I could deal with fucking all of it, if I had someone here with me. My friends, someone I barely know but can focus on, really just anyone :(
And I miss Max to an extent that physically hurts.

Guys I really need your love right now! I try and be online again somewhen this afternoon so I can talk to one of you ... Will you be disappointed if I came back after only a week or two (three if I can make it)? I hope not:) I am disappointed in myself, I thought I could handle loneliness better. Turns out I can not. I have not eaten

in 24 hours, I slept for a few hours at the night bus ... this is getting dangerous.
Now I'll go to the beach, hoping to find some friends there ...

I Hate India ...
But people tell me that was normal in the first week. Let me tell you a little about Mumbai, there is a huge, dirty city full of people, that is, I want to take all the money out of pocket. I am happy to be there any longer ... Exactly, I'm in Arambol, Goa arrived! It's still scheise but at least there is a beach.
was the only thing I have done all the time, cry me the hell out of them, but I decided to give India 3 weeks time if I will still be terrible, I find fly home.
The flight was good, I've met a ntten Indians, which operates in Texas and visited a family in Mumbai, he helped me really, now I travel with a girl from Brazil, aberich know that she does not like me very: (

I feel terrible, as in:. I do not know what to do and I will die
Perhaps the even better, but as it stands now I do not really know if I here can blib, I knew it is dirty and aut and full, but I did not expect me to feel so lonely.
I could cope with the dirt, shit with the absence of roads, I could here the whole damn cope if I had someone with me. My friends, someone I barely know, ANYONE. Max
I miss so much that it almost does hurt and I did not expect.

I need you and your affection now! I will try now to be back online this afternoon, the internet cafe it directly opposite the hotel so I can talk to any of you.
you were very disappointed if I came after a week or two home? I hope not :)
I'm by myself disappointed, I thought I would come better cope with loneliness ... I was wrong.

I have not eaten for 24 hours nothing, I have only slept a few hours in the night bus, which is dangerous here.
I'm going to go slowly to the beach there and hope to find a few friends.