Kerala

Sonya na zdjęciach...innych ludzi

I have been quite negligent in regards to this blog in the last few weeks, and it kind of feels awesome. Doing nothing ruuuuulez. Although, I feel I’m a bit overly tan from reading on the beach daily, drenched in sunshine. I’m getting geared up to reacquaint myself with my camera. I leave Goa, with a heavy heart, on Wednesday. I could stay forever, but I’m heading to Kerala and it’s suppose to be just as good, maybe even better. Soon this blog will be less boring… hopefully. I’ve been thinking about you tons and hoping life is all rainbows and teddybears for you. See you soon. Sloppy kisses.

Witaj 2012!

Thanks for being my friends. I think you’re nice.

Hey, you. Merry Christmas.

I think I might be watching a cow choking on sand. Not choking in the, I’m gonna die kind of way, but more like, that was a really big spoonful of peanut butter, kind of way. There are cows on the beach in Goa. Does-Not-Compute. I have yet to see a cow pie though, so that’s a good sign. The beach dogs here are all well fed, food snobs (except for one I saw tasting someone’s book). I offered one a French fry last night and he buried it in the sand. He was holding out for my calamari. I obliged. As soon as I cleaned my plate he was gone. Where’s the loyalty in this man’s-best-friend equation? It’s OK, they’re all super cute, and clean, and healthy, which I haven’t really seen in India, aside from in Udaipur where there’s an organization that helps street animals. The other day when I was trudging up and down the beach trying to find a place I saw a dog sitting in the shallow end of the waves, cooling off. I was so jealous, calamari, and cool waves in the sunshine, everyday of your life. Not bad.

Palolem Beach

Here I am...