Wednesday, 21 March 2012

And so the saving continues...


Stress levels are rising as I am beginning to realise that while June seems a while a way yet I still have a shitload of money to gather and a workload that involves a mere twenty hours a week if I'm lucky. I hate to say it but I need more work. I'm bored. And poor. And I want to get away. I desperately want it to be June already, and yet I need more time. A real pickle. And not the tasty kind you have on a sandwich. 
In other news I blew a whole ten bucks on a movie today, 'The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel' which was lovely but if anything made me want to be in India even sooner. By the looks of things I was the only person in the whole cinema under the age of fifty five. It was lovely. 
Planning is going well if what I have going on can be called 'planning'. A more concise description would be 'vague idea' but I fear that such a description introduces a sense of flimsy meaninglessness to my travels which I don't think I like the idea of, so I'll stick with 'plan'. What I mean by this is that I have no set itinerary, no definite schedule that I shall be following and absolutely no idea how long I will stay anywhere or where I shall stay for that matter, which is rather exciting I think. I am rather fond of the idea of just doing whatever the fuck I like, whenever I want. I'll be as free as you can be in a place such as India. Free to stay in a town for as long as I please, free to wander the streets with no destination in mind and free to sit on cushions all day drinking tea and reading if that is what I fancy. I can meander along at my own pace with nothing to worry about except myself, which to be honest I can not wait for. Don't  get me wrong, I love home. I love Byron Bay. And I especially love my fam fam here, but I'm starting to go a little insane. Quite insane infact. Bored. Tired. And yearning for a place far away and vastly different to the place I have been these past nineteen years. I need a change. And I'm ready for it.  I'm ready for the stench of the cities of India, the assault upon the senses, the tiring kindness of the beautiful people and the undoubtable greatness of the rivers and mountains. I am so ready for India. Now I just need to get there.