May 28, 2003

Progress Report

I got my first sand rash from bodysurfing yesterday morning. The waves can't be more than waist high but it's fun to say "Dude I totally got thrashed in the surf today". It's hard to believe I've only been here two weeks; the pace is so slow that if I didn't have a calendar I'd swear it's been months. Where else do counter people take lengthy phone calls or balance their checkbook while waiting on you, it a riot. Hostel living isn't what I imagined at all. I thought everyone would just kept to themselves, or there would be polite chat in the common areas, but it's like a dorm. One friend I made there said it's like a soap opera meets Survivor. It's so true. Who's sleeping in who's bunk, who's making all the noise late at night and early in the morning, who's hanging out getting pissed and stoned in the common area, too funny. I've met several cool people from the Bay Area, wave chasers, drifters, planned travelers, they're all here. I had a balancing didjeridoo massage a couple of days ago, really opened up my voice and crown energy, I've been in planning mode for rwo weeks. I didn't embark on my travels to find myself, I wanted to experience other cultures (I know Hawaii is still the US people but it was a very nice jumping off point don't you think) and I'm finding traveling alone is tough, especially as a woman. I feel alienated being surrounded day in and day out by people who I can't trust, who I don't have inside jokes with, who I can't hug. I'll be with D in Europe soon though and there'll be plenty of hugging going on there, IF you know what I mean, heh heh! And don't even get me started with the affairs of my heart. I never in a million years could have guessed that I would leave paradise after only a few weeks to spend seven solid weeks with my new love interest. Guess that's the beauty of my journey, the unknown. Of course when I'm pre-menstrual like I am this week, uncertainty is my nemesis.

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