but I love him

this is what you get when you let my bf do selfies :D *lol*

happy multiculti easter

hey dear friends & followers,

we’ve been “celebrating” easter here in morocco yesterday: polish christians, austrian atheists and moroccan muslims coming together ;) and we discussed that it’s not about the festival, but more about coming together and spending time with friends and family. so… unite!

hang loose & take care

linguistic philosophy

it came to my mind these days that in the country of my bf, I’m considered “a tourist”. if my bf is in my country though, he is “a foreigner”. that is pretty sad…

eat – pray – love? transport – motorbike – sunglasses?

and everything “cheap cheap” of course! wow, after three weeks, if I hear someone asking me “massaaage?” again, I might run amok. bali is sooo exhausting. jimbaran, kuta, medewi, nusa lembongan, bingin… everywhere we go, the same questions. sometimes not even a “hello”, the only words we get is “motorbike?” or “transport?” or “sunglasses?” or “massage?”

I visited bali four years ago and also back then it was the same. I don’t know if it has been getting worse, but I cannot see or feel anything like calmness, spirituality or altruism on this island. there are only a handful of people left who see you as a human being – for most of them, you’re an ATM.

thank you old man in nusa lembongan for your honesty and kindness (if you need a place to stay there, go visit this lovely person at “johnnys losmen” – 100.000 rupees per night per room) and thank you beach boys near mcdonalds in kuta, partying with you was really funny and you didn’t want to fuck us like so many others. thanks to you I don’t hate bali in general…

ps: eat – pay – leave!

pps: I’m quite sure in a few years, you also have to pay for the smile…

gecko pee

do the little baby geckos pee from the rooftop? I think so, because today in medewi there have been two raindrops falling on my hand from above, but it wasn’t raining in our room *lol* (although it rains a lot here)

I really like the lefthander here, it’s smooth and nice to beginners and longboarders, although it can get pretty huge.

unfortunately bf is bored of course, because it’s not a proper shortboard-wave. and he starts complaining about everything: the dirty water, the black sand, the rocky beach – oh dear…

from morocco to indonesia

finally, after three exhausting flights, we landed in bali. a friend of a friend of mine picked us up at the airport, really cool, because we landed after sunset and it’s always better not to look for a room at night. she managed everything for us in advance – wow! thanks dewi!

but we will move from jimbaran to kuta, because it’s much cheaper there. hopefully we find a somewhat nice place for some nights. I don’t really want to stay in or around kuta for too long. the tourists crack my nerves. I know, we are tourists too, but you know what I mean.

I’d rather be in a small village with some nice suferdudes and -girls, nice locals, a good surf during the day and a cold bintang in the evening. hopefully I can convince my bf to go to medewi for some days – he’s not really into it yet, because he’s afraid that the lefthander might be too small for him, which could be true, but for me it would be PERFECT!!!

that’s the thing when you travel together having different surf skills. but I hope we will not fight too much about it. if you are in or around kuta, let us know. maybe we can join for a session or a drink! :)

couchsurfing again – ole ole!

lisbon – what a city! but I didn’t stay in the city center for my almost 24-hour stopover, I managed to find a wonderful couchsurfergirl who picked me up at the train station with her amazing van and brought me to a huge farm where she and her boyfriend live at the time. they are a “bilateral” couple too, so it was really nice to get to know them.

at night another couchsurfer joined us – check out his page! he is on tour through europe for the america cancer society at the moment with his enduro motorbike and he’s just WOW! I wish I could have gotten to know him better… so my first days on the road and I feel the pain of saying goodbye again. that’s what I really don’t like about traveling – I might never get used to it.

the good thing was, that I catched my host at the right time. she needed a positive experience, because she wasn’t sure anymore about couchsurfing. some of her surfers haven’t been nice and on top a few days ago, a girl has been raped in lisbon by her host!!! WTF??? I always knew this could happen, but when it really does, you feel so sad and angry! f*** you! f*** you!!! you destroy our beautiful community!!!

all the best to all of my couchsurfing friends out there! have fun and take care…

kickoff! :)

wherever I go, israel is near… on my way to morocco I had a stopover in lisbon. on the plane, I got the place at the window, although I don’t really like it, you know – you do have to bother people when you want to go to the toilet, so after having seen many awesome skies and clouds in the past, I prefer the aisle seat ;)

whatever – next to me sat an older couple and somehow we started chatting. they’ve been born in israel, but left the country 23 years ago for europe. it’s been so cool to talk to them and I’ve been feeling amazingly comfortable, which is really good when you start a big trip :)

the woman has been afraid when we landed, because the plane shaked a bit. I told her “hakol hije beseder” and she was so happy I talked to her in hebrew, it was really funny.

all the best to my new israeli acquaintances and I hope my trip will go on with such nice happenings like this one.

couchsurfing in lisbon will follow :)

lechaim!
-steph

it happened just now!

500 followers! thank you so much, I’m looking forward to going abroad with all of you! and I hope you enjoy it, too!

toda, shokran, tack, thanks, danke, terima kasih, dankon, merci, grazie, obrigado, gracias! did I forget your language? tell me what “thank you” means in your country! :)

once upon a time…

…a surfergirl started packing! yeah!!! I waited so long for this moment :) well, I know – I start early, but I will have to do a lot of packing and unpacking until I’m really done. it’s not so easy to pack for three months, I never did that before. but it’s such a lot of fun! and anticipation is growing immensely :)))