Flowers, Sweat and Ganja (part 1)

I am not sure if i spelled ganja correctly, but that's not necessarily a bad thing. It's the strongest weed i have ever, well, not me, someone i know. Really, i never smoked it, i was warned beforehand. But a.. Lets call her an acquaintance of me tried and found her self paralyzed on a hotel bed for the entire night, hearing voices and seeing strange animals.

I have decided to break the Africa post into three or four pieces, it's just too much to write it all at once, and i don't want to leave anything out. It's a shame i couldn't blog while i was there, the images were more vivid then. I did take some notes, but you'd be surprised of how many interruptions you have to go through before the rest of the people in the restaurant/pub will leave you alone and stop asking what you are writing on the napkin.

Some people might have noticed a new picture on the blog, you might wonder who it is sitting there beside me? Yes? No? I'll tell you anyway.
It's my boyfriend, we're engaged. And no, i won't tell more here, not really. I know it sounds like a contradiction to write this in ones blog, but i actually don't want to share everything with everyone.
Besides, I'm sick of telling the story now, it's quite long and it gets boring to repeat it after a while, no matter how romantic it is.

I think i will stop there for now, I'm tired after spending a night at a friends house. We didn't sleep much, but we had a writing work shop, which was fun and so worth losing a good nights sleep over.
And i watched season two of the 4400, i am now officially hooked. Why did he kill him? And why is the baby lying? WHY I ASK YOU, WHY?

Odd socks and sweet tea.

I do recall having a conversation with my mom before we went to Africa, and it went something like this:

'Mother dear?'
'Yes my precious firstborn female?'
'Will The Interweb be accessible for me and my fellow lodgers when we go to this far away place they call The Gambia?'
'Why yes it will be, ye shall have a room filled to the brim with all the Interweb you could ever desire!'
'Oh mama, i am so, so happy and pleased!'

Well, we didn't speak quite like that, but it's the gist of it. And it brings me to the point. My mother is such a unintentional liar! We had no Interweb, and there was no pie. There should ALWAYS be pie.

Sorry, i don't make any sense. Have been awake since the 22 of February now, so don't expect me to write down my entire holiday tonight, or today is the more correct term.


After i wake up from the coma i am slowly surrendering into, i promise to write about all the crazy stuff that happened. The Dancing American, the Night of the Dusty Curtains, My Engagement and much more!

I just wanted you all to know that i am still here, the blog was only temporarily abandoned, and i didn't mean to do it.


Well, good day/night or whatever, I'll write more when i wake up.


Promise.