I was really impressed by the night diving, we went to six when It was dark now. The coral then radiate quite differently, we passed large crabs, saw a Stingray, which seemed to sleep most of the fish and an octopus reached out its tentacles and Boxjellyfish, touching the matter is a rather unhealthy, was just fascinating blue- pink-transparent. The Schnorchelei and Taucherei, the feeling of floating and especially with all the beautiful fish, anemones, I had a strange feeling of oneness, a real all-round nature experience. Something that was initially quite diminished by my time by a light, now heavy cold clogged ear. So I was very busy with me and my pressure balance, rather than satisfied with my flashlight . Herumzuleuchten It's nice sometimes to the boat davonfaehrt and again in large letters on the oversized Catholic Church sees "Jesus prays for Bunaken. He seems to be really a good thing going to have!
When I donut the next day with the public boats to Manado was still everything reasonably in balance. In my budget Hotel for 3.50 dollars a night in a tiny room without fans or air conditioning, then threw out. I durchrotzte my roll of toilet paper and dozes in front of me. Therefore, the room was all right.
The flight was a little scary because of the blocked right ear. I went to the little English-speaking doctor in the airport in Jakarta, made her realize that I just another 10 have cent in rupiah, but would like to know what I could do for my ear. They took my 2 U.S. dollars, gave me ear drops and it did but for much better. In the end she asked if I was "confused" is what I translated with gracious dizzy. I hope so times ... I mean, all caught cold backpackers with a red nose in a too warm climate'll probably not quite proper ... My mood is lifted from when I was on the plane once again one of the famous Lion Air Gebetspapierchen in hand. There one can find Christian, Muslim and Buddhist prayers. When I heard of Mustafa, that they have no good crash numbers that reassured me that not just more.
amazing happened yet, on departure from Jakarta. I wanted water for my dry throat and went to the check-in on the quest for it. Now I could leave the area only when I gave my boarding pass. I did, the young boys from the switch she looked at them and noted that I had paid no more $ 15 Airport tax. I had already paid nationally in Manado, but not at my stop in Jakarta and hoped, that would not be necessary. Now they were obviously very excited and when I came back, they took me from 16 U.S. dollars. Was an expensive water that I could take no final. The amazing thing was that I received a text message in Singapore, where it was said, I have not paid my tax and should make up for it please, otherwise would have to pay the clerk and he had no money. Why should anyone pay anything, ever I found interesting, more interesting still is: where have my mobile number? A large, dark puzzle. 'll Even contact any secret or mystery novel author!
I have news, I can take part in Kuala Lumpur to Lama Zopa Rinpoche's teaching. This could be impressive. Perhaps not, for the Buddhist novice who wants to look at the matter simply. That's about three days. Then I could spend a week in Vietnam and Cambodia, which is not that expensive (130 flight dollars). I ponder. Just go through Malaysia is all very well.
Singapore is very, very organized. Since there are five steps all trash, ordinary supermarkets, people from all over the world, a world-class public transport system. This is also necessary, but costs only allowed to have the license a car 30 000 Singapore dollars. And then the drivers license and the actual car expenses. There's not a normal person. You bike is not too much.
I sat in front of a Fullerton Hotel, which requires $ 300 up per night and asked me again whether the people there even a Broeselchen are happier. I doubt it, but felt such a small drive - the right to spend waer but now exciting, one night in one to really expensive hotel.
But it could be non better than with my nice Muslim family. They have an apartment with three bedrooms. The parents have five children, the two girls who are 6 and 13, were evicted into the living room, so I have my own room. I were male, I would be moved into the boys room. It takes care of moving around, I even get my laundry washed and I will supply them with food. They are very interested in my travel stories and we laugh a lot. You think I would have more experience and be inter-esting than all the other couch surfers. I'm very flattered. A really "normal" family, which, although provides a bit unusual for her son Mustafa, if he likes to travel, but for him but especially all the luck in the world wants. The normal Singaporeans want to earn lots of money, eat lots of shopping and good, travel is not so right on target. What are the people is always good to me!
edge Observed in China Town Mustafa pointed out a woman who searches the waste. He said that one should not underestimate these women. They collected cans, deposit the 10 cents per piece to bring order to be able to send their children to college. The were not homeless, something does not exist in Singapore.
on for a little more experience and a town meeting in the board game cafe with Mustafa's friends tonight!
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