Signing out of Australia
Yep, I'm outta here. No blast, no traffic jam, no unusual delay. Everything's bang on target. I woulnd't mind things going a little wrong, but this isn't too bad either. Everything's perfect.
I'm on my way to Hong Kong. Got just about 12 hours there before I get my ass to Delhi.
I met a girl just before I was to leave for Melbourne. The night before... at Turquoise Cottage. The good part is that she was good looking. The second good part is that she came up to me and started off a conversation. The third good part is that we were holding hands standing at the bar counter.
The fuck up, however, is that I was so drunk that it was only in the evening the next day that I realised there was a girl with me the previous night. I didn't even remember her name.
Again the good part - it's that apparently the DJ of TC knows her.
So basically I'm gonna search for her the minute I land. This time I'll try and be sober so I know what I'm dealing with. Who knows, these few days could be life changing for me.
Who knows, maybe she's searching for me as well.
That apart, I had the best time ever in Australia. When I was leaving cowlick and N, man, I was so fuckin depressed. I think I might have been just short of cryin there.
I'll miss you Nitika.
This trip's been brilliant. When I got here, I was arguably friendless. I'm leaving Australia, with at least three new, very close friends, who I'll strive hard to meet no matter which part of the world they're in.
As of now, we're meeting in Istanbul, Turkey in March.
What can I say... life ain't too bad.
Take a small piece of advice from one of the most amazing men you'll ever come across in your entire life.
Travel
I'm on my way to Hong Kong. Got just about 12 hours there before I get my ass to Delhi.
I met a girl just before I was to leave for Melbourne. The night before... at Turquoise Cottage. The good part is that she was good looking. The second good part is that she came up to me and started off a conversation. The third good part is that we were holding hands standing at the bar counter.
The fuck up, however, is that I was so drunk that it was only in the evening the next day that I realised there was a girl with me the previous night. I didn't even remember her name.
Again the good part - it's that apparently the DJ of TC knows her.
So basically I'm gonna search for her the minute I land. This time I'll try and be sober so I know what I'm dealing with. Who knows, these few days could be life changing for me.
Who knows, maybe she's searching for me as well.
That apart, I had the best time ever in Australia. When I was leaving cowlick and N, man, I was so fuckin depressed. I think I might have been just short of cryin there.
I'll miss you Nitika.
This trip's been brilliant. When I got here, I was arguably friendless. I'm leaving Australia, with at least three new, very close friends, who I'll strive hard to meet no matter which part of the world they're in.
As of now, we're meeting in Istanbul, Turkey in March.
What can I say... life ain't too bad.
Take a small piece of advice from one of the most amazing men you'll ever come across in your entire life.
Travel
posted by Once the Conman at 2:56 PM
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