The Swede

My trip is now over.
I am back home in Uppsala, Sweden.
Here the ‘real’ life awaits.

I’m looking forward to meet all my colleagues, family and friends. It has been a really really long time.

I dont need to write an extended summary of this trip. I know you got the picture of what I liked…and disliked.
* Russia – Exciting, interesting, not smiling.
* Mongolia – Weird & Pleasant
* China – Wonderful beyond words. People with pure good hearts.
* Nepal – One of the most beautiful nature in the world.
* India – Not so good.

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I thank everyone who read this blog!

For me, I’m planning on going back to China, studying mandarin and maybe teach some English

Take care everybody!

There’s a wide agreement that I who travel for six months is in heaven…
That I can do anything I want, that I have no obligations what so ever, and yeah, that’s true. I eat good food every day and sleep very good at night, usually.
I chill out by the sea with a book and a rum’n'coke in my hand, and take the occasional swim in the steaming ocean.
That’s my life here, in Goa. A couple of weeks/months ago it was quite different.

The downside about traveling, is, that you have to do something every day.
It’s not like when you have a day off work, when you do, literary nothing. Watch movies, hang out with friends or whatever.
When you travel, or at least when I travel, I feel that I have to do something every day to feel satisfied with the outcome of the day. And that’s also the reason why I travel, to do things, and meet people.

To do this, day after day gets to you, even though you’re having loads of fun. You have less energy left after a day traveling than you would have if you were working. Seriously!

Now, the people in Russia, Mongolia and China has been really nice. Especially Chinese
But when you get to Nepal and India you have to take an aspirin every single day to not get a headache.
I don’t know if it’s only me not fitting in these countries, but I kind of dislike Hindi people.
And man are they stupid.
I am not talking about badasses, I’m just saying that they are really NOT smart!
The dont think logical, if they think at all.
And I thought that it would be really easy to get around in India with only english, knowing it has been an english colony. Ohh boy was I wrong. Luckily I’ve snapped a few Indian words for pure survival, but they are not funny one bit.
India is a poor, big boring country.
In Goa they speak english, if you count that to the wide selection of words as for instance:
“hello friend”
“taxi?”
“rickshaw?”
“want something?”
“hashish……..?”
If you know those words you are more than qualified to work as a ‘commission guy’. For those not known to these kinds of countries, that means that if you get tourists to do different things as go with a taxi, take someone to a hotel, have someone eat at a particular restaurant, then the ‘commission guy’ gets some rupees for bringing the money-spending tourists to wherever.
And everybody seems to be a commission guy. The kids on the streetcorner, grandma in the laundromat and the guard sitting outside the ATM!

I am happy, but I dont think I’m ever coming back to “India”, however, I will come to Goa. Life here is greater than anything else I’ve ever experienced.
I have never been this calm before. And the place we’re staying at, Colva, is a really great place!
First we said that we were staying for a week, but then we started the second week, and now we’re on the third. The plan was to leave this morning, but we got everything here…
Sometime we’ll leave for Mumbai and then I’ll go to Dehli…but there’s no rush!
Tomorrow March 18′th, is the first day of the last month on my trip…