Positana

I am really attracted to Senegelese men. I also like the way their drummers play. The two might be related.

I had an interesting conversation with an English woman who told me that Welsh people are considered more passionate and wild than the English. Something about them being mixed with Gypsy blood.

Sounds good to me.

I have convinced myself that this place will feel like Pelourhino.

I am really looking forward to going. There is this whole spiritual side which is intriguing. At the same time, I am trying not to build my hopes up.

I got this absurd idea this morning that maybe I should try to quickly sublet my apt. and try to stay there longer. There’s my Aries Ram rearing its ugly head. Gallop, gallop. I have to stop myself from being impetuous. I am just going to let go about the whole thing.

I guess Barcelona sounds very much like a place I would love. We’ll see.

Super-duper expensive. One of the most expensive cities in the world! That said, it’s very beautiful and has some funky/mixed neighborhoods. Copenhagen is the city to watch.

The ferry boat from Nevis to St. Kitts is crazy scary! It was so filled with people that I thought it would capsize. I actually felt that I was close to death. It was a weird calm feeling.

Before I went to Iceland, I used to dream about being there. It was really weird. I totally felt compelled to go. It wasn’t anything like my dreams. In my dreams, it was more like a frozen refugee camp. Alas, it is a lovely city. I ended up selling fish door-to-door and gardening for money.