Mazunte Baywatch
unityall the best to your birthday. i hope you recieved
lots of good wishes and
love from the poeple around you.
kisses from me.
this is my last day here at the beach. i do not think
abaout this too much
because it would make me sad too much. i feel
connected with this place, its
the 5th time i am here and life is so beautiful. the
first days it was
raining, it was raining a lot and the small lagoon
near the shore was
growing. after 36 hours of hard rain the lagoon had
become a lake and
already a couple of houses and restaurants were under
water.
then, short before the lake also took my room, all the
water disappeard, the
lake was gone and my room safe. it was the last rain
since then. the lagoon
broke through the sandwall at the beach, broke through
the beach itself and
washed into the black sea. next morning everything was
different. no rain.
no lake. and it was missing a part of the beach.
some say there was a crocodile in the lagoon. some say
weird things and
sometimes ist pure misunderstanding. my spanish is not
bad meanwhile and i
am often happy how i can express myself in words. but
still..their way to
think and to do things is very different and it never
will be the same. i am
often surprised how they start to do things and how
they end them. i'm
learning every day how things can be seen from other
views. i every day have
to reflect myself, my culture and the ways i am used
to do things. its a big
part of travelling in countries like this. if i am
able to exchange my
thoughts with poeple from here, it makes my travel
more worthful. i will try
to see foreign culture. its more than just beautiful
landscapes.
how beautiful it must be to have the possibility to
travel. like you, just a
moment away is the whole open world. i stand here and
look back, my world
will close too soon its doors and i must step back.
home. home? its a cold
hole there and zurich lays deep sunken on its ground.
all the things you
wrote me, the boring moments, the rhythm of
allday-worklife and the cool
things to wear, to do, to go or to drive. one life ist
not enough to spend
it there. i will breathe and i will feel the days
positively. i so much like
the sun burning on my neck, love the smell of cooking
food on the streets,
need to watch the stars from a lonely hill, far away
from city lights. i
want to write home my family from the big world, tell
my friends from
incredible adventures, try to understand the old man
on his farm. write you
letters from nicaragua.
i was writing the letter to the address you gave me,
your parents address. i
hope it will reach you soon or ever.
hmm...dont let time slip through your fingers.
hugs
hugs
manu
posted by Lady Leisure @ 12:39 AM
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