memories of journeys, magic moments of life, thoughts and dreams, anarchy and love!
That picture I took while we drove back after exploring some villages around Pushkar (Rajasthan). There were no other tourists at all, and I really felt like on a different planet, being stared at by the few people who were outside even it was around 40°C in the shadow. However, the landscape out there’s amazing, desert-like, but still some plants, very few lakes, grass, and endless roads,just sometimes getting crossed by goats and cows.
A lovely street dog and me, in Kasol, India, few weeks ago.
Sometimes I still wonder, how I ended up spending 4 months in India…as I had planned only two months, feb and march, mostly to do a yoga teacher course…India itself didn’t interest me that much, back then.
But from the first day on, it completly overwhelmed me with all the places full of beautiful, pure, chaotic life.
I still remember how thick the tropical air was when I left the airport, and this strange, different smell, the sounds of this – for me – new piece of earth…
I guess this was when I realized, that it would be damn different than my journeys before.
And so it was.
I travelled around, together with a lovely friend from home, explored, learned and mostly learned how less I knew because I were always staying in safe, clean and grey europe.
And I learned, that all my expectations how the people would be here were clearly influenced by stupid german media, western media.
So, forget all the western stories about this country and go and explore by yourself!;)
About how I came back to India…
I couldn’t get enough in these two months, feb and march, I couldn’t get enough of the nature, the mountains, the jungle, the sea, the fruitshops, the markets and rikscharides, the sunsets and coconuts, yogalessons and meetings with other travellers, culture and food, and all these people living here, and especially one of them, so that’s why I am here again.
Last days were kinda hard; we went away from every ‘safe’ space, away from our friends in Vila Nova de Cerveira, away from Coimbra, away from all bigger cities, completly abroad, sleeping in our tents or in abandoned houses, only hitchhiking or walking, and even if the usually short way took us almost a week, it was worth every second of it…and I realised that I really don’t need much more than little bit of good food, water and something to keep me warm now in autumn, and some lovely people around me, everything else isn’t necessary to be happy.
The picture was taken on the roof of an abandoned hotel where we slept and shows the valley of Penacova, a magical small city placed on and between some mountains, separated into two parts by a huge river flowing through….
Everything got even more crazy, completly crazy and exciting…the plans I had didn’t work out at all, but finally I got where I needed to go…and did what I needed to do…and found beauty in places I never searched for it…However, first stop was Coimbra, a magic city in Portugal, full of lovely young people, placed next to a huge river, surrounded by some hills…