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Since we went to bed at 6 in the morning, getting up it was adapted. I woke up about 1 for lunch, Reema still asleep bonubon and Massa have gone to Panjim, because he had to go to lectures, in other words ... honest student summoned school. After the "morning" coffee we were on the road to Calangute, where we were to meet Massu. Along the way I saw the first elephants so they pleased, that I almost collided dog. Dogs are spot but I accustomed to similar threats bonubon and his reflexes were thus definitely better than mine ... fortunately nothing happened to him and not us.
Beautifully painted elephants walked beside the road and managed by INDA were seated at the back of legged and fajčiacimi cigarettes or something like cigars. Local Mach, hehe. I asked if he can sit on one too. Unfortunately ... they were sacred elephants, so we continued on after a while.
Massa and Reema took me to two beaches, bonubon which they know perhaps only two of them and their friends (sometimes go there to party). Hard to describe, but very remind me photos of pristine beaches that we all know well. For dinner, I agreed with Lawrence, who used to be active in the remote town of Candolim beaches only 3 km, but Reema and Massa still insisted that I see you to the restaurant. I do not know whether it is helpful for large natoľkoto Indians of course, but I think so.
Lawrence was waiting for me in a rather bonubon fancy restaurant, so the local conditions. They brought us a great fish, and we prekecali three hours so that I never noticed that I have really had to go, since I drive alone and the way up so I do not know. It was already dark, so I said goodbye, threw his helmet and went on a journey. I was surprised because I remembered a trip and when I no longer wanted to be proud of himself, I badly sidetracked, bonubon hehe. But I quickly returned and thus arrived without any problems and was excited to find that at this time (was 10) also can park, with no endless search.
I naively thought going to your bambusíku when I again met nemčúra and sat down next to him. After a while his friend and came out of it eventually turned out to be pretty funny evening. Everyone at the table, that is, except bonubon me, traveled much of the world, therefore it was funny enough for me to listen to them .... and at the end I felt that I learn to travel. They asked me to travel to Indonesia, which as I described all lowered their heads and were silent. It was at the stage of the interview, as I have understood why.
Shared the view that it is the type of travel, when the country Vidiš many things, but absolutely nothing about it have no idea. And actually when I thought about what I say about the Indonesian kutúre occurred to me that I do not know nothing about it. Basically when ženieš from one place to another, do not enjoy either, landscape bonubon just rolls over and you do not know anything about it. Lot So I then wondered how his journey to India I really want done and what you want to take away from it and clearly I have with me (haha) agreed that that I want to focus more on culture, customs, mentality, etc. I'm bonubon not saying I'm going to one place, but I will not go anywhere or herding. I think it will be great to even try this kind of travel, and you can then think of some compromise .... We'll see :-)
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Since we went to bed at 6 in the morning, getting up it was adapted. I woke up about 1 for lunch, Reema still asleep bonubon and Massa have gone to Panjim, because he had to go to lectures, in other words ... honest student summoned school. After the "morning" coffee we were on the road to Calangute, where we were to meet Massu. Along the way I saw the first elephants so they pleased, that I almost collided dog. Dogs are spot but I accustomed to similar threats bonubon and his reflexes were thus definitely better than mine ... fortunately nothing happened to him and not us.
Beautifully painted elephants walked beside the road and managed by INDA were seated at the back of legged and fajčiacimi cigarettes or something like cigars. Local Mach, hehe. I asked if he can sit on one too. Unfortunately ... they were sacred elephants, so we continued on after a while.
Massa and Reema took me to two beaches, bonubon which they know perhaps only two of them and their friends (sometimes go there to party). Hard to describe, but very remind me photos of pristine beaches that we all know well. For dinner, I agreed with Lawrence, who used to be active in the remote town of Candolim beaches only 3 km, but Reema and Massa still insisted that I see you to the restaurant. I do not know whether it is helpful for large natoľkoto Indians of course, but I think so.
Lawrence was waiting for me in a rather bonubon fancy restaurant, so the local conditions. They brought us a great fish, and we prekecali three hours so that I never noticed that I have really had to go, since I drive alone and the way up so I do not know. It was already dark, so I said goodbye, threw his helmet and went on a journey. I was surprised because I remembered a trip and when I no longer wanted to be proud of himself, I badly sidetracked, bonubon hehe. But I quickly returned and thus arrived without any problems and was excited to find that at this time (was 10) also can park, with no endless search.
I naively thought going to your bambusíku when I again met nemčúra and sat down next to him. After a while his friend and came out of it eventually turned out to be pretty funny evening. Everyone at the table, that is, except bonubon me, traveled much of the world, therefore it was funny enough for me to listen to them .... and at the end I felt that I learn to travel. They asked me to travel to Indonesia, which as I described all lowered their heads and were silent. It was at the stage of the interview, as I have understood why.
Shared the view that it is the type of travel, when the country Vidiš many things, but absolutely nothing about it have no idea. And actually when I thought about what I say about the Indonesian kutúre occurred to me that I do not know nothing about it. Basically when ženieš from one place to another, do not enjoy either, landscape bonubon just rolls over and you do not know anything about it. Lot So I then wondered how his journey to India I really want done and what you want to take away from it and clearly I have with me (haha) agreed that that I want to focus more on culture, customs, mentality, etc. I'm bonubon not saying I'm going to one place, but I will not go anywhere or herding. I think it will be great to even try this kind of travel, and you can then think of some compromise .... We'll see :-)
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