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It is very strange to be on my own. No one in the hotel seems to speak any English at all. I wanted to get some clothes laundered. I am hoping I get them back. The housekeeper seemed to think I completed the form OK. I hope that means the clothes will be returned tomorrow since I am down to one pair of slacks! Everyone wears the same clothes over …
... OK maybe this is exaggerated) but until last year I would have died from fear. Since I was 8 I got scared of flying a lot. I wouldn't go to the toilet or stand up but keep my belt on tight ALL flight. I got all sweety and nauseous. I even took anxiety pills. Thanks to this fear I started to pay attention to every noise, every move, every sign in an airplane and compared this with every flight. I was becoming a freak but a pro !
Last year my ...
... where I can come home to, I don’t have a job which gives me security for the next years, I don’t have much security and mostly my life is planned for only a few months ahead.
About the second reason, most people are living their own good life on their own way. "Good life" is only a personal perception and it will be different for everybody. So ask yourself : What is a good life for me? I think I will get many different answers ...
... track appeared.
In the middle of the track the road became very slippery... So I had to watch my steps. Suddenly I lost control and felt right on my back . Luckily my buttocks was kind of airbag proved.
After the track I went back to the city. The smell overwhelmed me again, the noise, the heat, the smog.
I lay myself down on the coach and fell asleep exhausted but satisfied and detoxed for a day.
My last week of China ahead and dreaming of ...
... turned out to be neither fake nor ancient. It was a town at least. On the way to our destination we walked though the empty streets of a quiet part of Chongqing. For some reason this part reminded me of Thailand. Not that Thailand had been empty, no. It must have been the vines hanging from some trees, or the way, the pavement was broken here and there. It took a few streets for us to find out, that we had reached our destination already: This was it! In fact, what ...
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