flores is hilly
so today just to vary a bit its going to be fast
because im very very hungry
because i drove 9 hours straight Up up up a mountain, down down, up up again like a constant loop, from 1200m to 0 to 1000 to 0 to 2300
it was sunny, it poored rained a few times, it was very foggy, then was very bright, so had everything
but the views were awesome,… ahhh oohhh all the time… really nice like postcard nice all the time
hmm this white skin i have makes it good many times and a bit annoying others, i guess you cant expect to be unnoticed when driving a motorcycle, i was thinking, indeed, and its like if there was a pitch black girl driving a motorcycle through extremadura,
she would be poiinted at
and looked at, i would do both so yepp just getting used to the fact that anywhere i stop, anywhere, whether there is people or only goats,
in 2 seconds i am surrounded by men women and lots of kids but its alright the only problem is that i should learn bahasa indonesian, next time, i will learn the language
but for the other part, been treated really well, lots of free foods, free accomodation, got another puncher in the middle of the mountain but a family took me to their place to have coffe and lunch while the send a few guys from the village to fix it, so really they cant be nicer to me so its good , i dont know if they are so nice to me because i smoke rolling tobacco and here when smoking that it means you are homeless or its something natural, but one to one treatment is nice, just the whole ‘HELLO MISTER” shouted constanlty from random people gets a bit exhausting
but good good, and every time i encounter the police , and i give them all the paperwork, which none of it is coherent (different number plate, different transit way…well many things) they look at me, they look at the paper, me again, i am like shithiitit they are going to find out,
and then seriously they ask,… do you have facebook?
so yes… this is indo not too different to spain, just lots and lots of people
im very hungry
dadedadadeadaedadeda
rice or noodles, that is my friends the crucial question…
quiero ver a tus amigos d la policia timoriana agregados en facebook!
besos de japon, estamos cerquita.
muaaa
Marcos
julio 25, 2009 a 5:32 pm