Monday, 7 October 2013

Restless

Thank the lord. I finally have a plan. I genuinely now understand the saying; you can have too much of a good thing. I am bored out of my tiny mind. There was a time when days used to just melt away but now I find that I’m looking at my clock nearly as much as I did when I was at my desk in London. If I stay here any longer my mind will go into further, irreversible meltdown. I barely know what day it is. Left here for too long I fear I’ll be dribbling and barking at cars i no time.

It feels like I am in a low budget version of the film Ground Hog Day. I wake up, meet Cina for breakfast, go to the beach, play with puppy, catch up with the yogi’s, sunbathe, shower, change, Meet Cina and the others for dinner, repeat. That was great for a while and much needed but now I’m restless and running out of patience. People, who I once was able to stomach, now are just getting on my tits. There is a Spanish girl whose laugh makes me want to punch her square on the nose (it really is spectacularly annoying). It’s definitely time to move on.

The best part about it is that Cina is coming too. Cina has become a very dear friend and certainly one of the main reasons for me staying as long as I have. You can’t help but love someone who when she had a really bad ear infection got so desperate that she put tiger balm inside her ear with cut up bits of tampax. She is funny, kind, gregarious as well as being really easy company. It’s so nice to have someone to be girly with. I’d almost forgotten how to be a girl.

I think we both may have the capacity to get carried away as when we were trying to hatch a plan of where to go next, Cina mentioned Thailand and I was thinking of Sri Lanka. We have decided to wind our necks in and just to go to Cochin instead and see where we go from there. We set off on Wednesday so at least I will have something else to write about other than just puppy. I am going to miss him soooooo much. Maybe when I get back I might start to become a grown up and get a dog of my own (haha, or maybe not).

Fish arrives in 12 days. I’m very excited and not just for the bottle of wine that he is fetching. . It’s amazing meeting new people but there’s nothing like spending time with one of your best muckers in the world. India is right up Fish’s street. He’s going to love it.  Hopefully some of his enthusiasm will rub off on me and I will have a rejuvenated sense of awe for the place. Either that or this final bit of travelling will be the finish of me and I'll finally have the break down that I have been on the verge of having since arriving.

No comments:

Post a Comment