midnight river showers, alcoholess pool gambling and other indo stories….
lombok now,
this is white land.. im even shaked, nervous, so many tourists with big backpacks, what do they carry?, where do they go, im about to ask them like they do here all the time… keee mana???
but to come here its been fun,
fun fun days
one day the whole city i went to was completely full in accomodation, there was a conference going on, i asked lots of people, and a man Peter took me to his family, we drank beer, we played guitar tunes, from michael jackson to celine dion.. (titanic song is still a hit) and then… and then they started playing holly night, religious music and asked me to play them some spanish religious music… which which…. hmmmm i have no idea, they were shocked, and they made me sing holly night in spanish… and ohh poor family i couldnt remember it, made something reasonable up, and now.. the have it written,posted on their wall, and they played it and replayed it….the little girl singing it so proud, oh i feel so bad, the new nanaversion still talks about angels and babies but if only they knew…
well and all that was after they gave me a towel, a bucket and a piece of soap and told me at pitched black night with beer tipsiness,
ok now you can shower in the river
no people looking, go , go
… in my head only annas voice whispering ….TIFUSS…. MALARIA… and all the sicknesses you can ever get, was so clumsy couldnt see a thing, throwing freezing buckets over and over the river looking doubtfully clean…. welll it felt good afterwards soooooo blablaba
and then the next day i got the ferry to sumbawa to another island and on the ferry met two indonesian english teachers who then took me out to the city for a pool game.
Ok, pool game, the day before flores was catholic land, this was muslim land, soo pool game 20 tables , random rules, only woman in there i think in the history of that place , or so it seemed as i had the biggest crowd of staring people ive ever had. if i moved, they moved, if i stopped they stopped, crazzzyyyy but was fun,
after a few games, my lungs were getting over over over smoked and told my friends… so lets go for a beer no?
hahahha i allways mess it up allways, and one looked at me and then asked…. are you alcoholic?? when trying to explain that well i was just used to that question and blablalba we at then end had 3 coffes at the beach which was nice, and religion occupied the major topic of conversation
so this comes into the thing that ive been thinking about of indos, ok they all live together , the catholics the muslims the hindus… all of them, but legally they cant intermarry, appearently they can change relgion but cant intermarry,
on their passport under name, age, sex there is relgion….
and then whenever ive been talking a bit more to them conversations are allways about religion or soccer
by the way, in case you didnt know… im the biggest barca fan ever…. hahaha if only they kneww….
well but yes, my hands are burning and are literally black, i have to get some gloves or ill loose them
balablablabla will post pics… someday when wireless appears
