Prego! MamaMia! Cappuccino! The land of Gelato...that's where I am now.
No more cows, no more shit, no more bumpy roads that make your bones and your teeth rattle, no more garbage that smells so intense that you can literally taste it, no more signs advertising yoga, reiki, meditation. I arrived in Frankfurt and was to meet my lovely friend Evi there. I got out of the plane and was amazed at the cleanliness of the airport. I found myself a little corner and just stood there watching people. It was amazing how people were running. I couldn't understand what the rush was. They were all scrambling around trying to make there way past each other as if there was a prize for the first one out the door. Anyway, Evi picked me up and took me to the center of the town for some breakfast. It's a beautiful city, very old buildings surrounded by tall, modern skyscrapers. I sat there in the cafe, called Central Park, right next to Starbucks and all of the major American big brand name stores, watching people. Gorgeous people in their beautiful clothes, designer jeans, designer jackets, out with their babies in strollers. I had a weird feeling something was not right, something was missing. Then I realized that these people don't look at you. There's no eye contact...everyone walks around with their eyes glazed over, almost hypnotized, and to me they all looked the same. All the roads were beautiful, cars were modern but I missed the chaos of India. I missed the cows, I missed the smells, I missed the real life. This was all too perfect, too plastic, too much like a video game. I might as well have been invisible, coz they looked right through me. The only person that made eye contact was a baby in a stroller sitting next to our table. I had a terrible feeling in my heart that I would never fit into this society again. I told Evi about my fear and how I was feeling and she said that she feels the same.
Said goodbye to Evi and headed out to Florence. Italy is a lovely mix of the east and the west. I love the fact that the streets are clean but the people are real. They look at you, make eye contact, smile...and sometimes even whistle and wink at you :) They are loud, musical, obnoxious and I love them. The city is beautiful, old old architecture. Lots of noise, chaos, church bells going off every 15 mins. I will be here another day and then off to the woods in Tuscany. Osho awaits and I am going there to do a course that is extremely intense. I am a bit scared...actually I am shitting bricks scared but I know that I can't run from it anymore. I have to face these demons that have been haunting me lately. I am sure it'll also be fun. There's gonna be ppl from over 20 countries there, hotsprings, nude beaches. Sounds like my kinda place. Really looking forward to it.
So, before leaving India, said a tearful goodbye to my lovely Eran. Eran, you have raised the bar for the kind of guy I would allow in my life now. Too high. I would never settle for anything less and I dont know if there are any guys I would gel as perfectly with as I did with you. You have really spoiled me for any other guy out there. Oh well, if I dont find anyone like you, then I know what I need to do. I'll be flying to Israel and digging my claws into you in true cougar fashion and keeping you captive, just for moi, in my golden palace. U up for it? Miss you loads.
