Hello again!
I've just wrote a very long post, only to discover that nothing was saved and I can start all over again. so this post will be shorter than planned, because I don't feel like writing that much again... ;) I started cycling in the morning and I loved the crazy road! Transportation outside the city is done zith busses, minibusses (four times the people to the number of seats), official taxi and unofficial taxis (aka every car that stops to pick you up). The road I was cycling on is a very busy road and has an enormous amount of traffic, ramps and exits. Nonetheless it was a very nice road and I thoroughly enjoyed cycling on it. At malls (seventhousand tiny tiny shops packed together) there was a bustling of cars and buses dropping people off, taking people in and cars passing it all. It was a lot of fun cycling in there, but you do have to watch out. The cars are not used to cyclists and have no idea if they can or can't pass you. Sometimes they had to wait (patiently) for a long while before I actually passed and other times I had to brake in order to not run into the car that did pass me. The road went up and down, but always gently and I really enjoyed it. Did see some roadkill (dogs) though :( they smell very bad.... I saw some flocks of sheep and cows and men on horses that waved at me. This was fun! After lunch in the shade and some waiting for the warmest hours to pass (around 35°C - 40°C here!) I cycled on and stopped next to the road in the evening. I ate some food, but I was so tired that I couldn't eat a lot. I pitched my tent underneath the trees and once everything was set up I noticed some disturbing and weird thoughts in my head. I mulled them over and over, to see where they were coming from and what I could do to change them. I tried to go to bed early, but the thoughts kept me up until midnight. The next morning I packed everything and started towards Bishkek. In three days I should be there! After 3 kilometers I stopped. The 'spark' of travelling was gone and even though I really enjoyed cycling and camping, I couldn't find the 'spark' that I had at other times. I decided to follow my heart and turned around, back to Almaty. When I arrived at the hostel, the manager asked me what happened and all I could say was 'I want to go home' while crying tears of joy. The next day I got help buying plastic to wrap my bicycle up for the airplane and at 22h the taxi drove me to the airport. There I bought my tickets and waited for my flight at 5h. I had a stop in Kiev and at 13h I was back in Brussels. I unpacked my bicycle and went home. I didn't have a key to the house with me and nobody knew I was back. I wanted to surprise my boyfriend and waited until he would return home. I hid my bicycle close by and stood somewhere he shouldn't see me. It started storming badly, but luckily I could wait in the entrance hall of an apartment building. He didn't come home.... And after a while I figured out he must have gone to the movie theatre and wouldn't be back for a long while. I decided to go to a friends house nearby and she was very happy to see me. She tried contacting him to figure out when he would be home. We had dinner together and finally we received answer that he was home. I drove home with a gigantic smile on my face and couldn't wait to see his face when he opened the door and I stood there. He was very surprised of course and couldn't believe I was actually back. He was afraid that he would wake up in the morning to discover it was a dream and I wasn't there. But I was, and I will remain here... . I followed my dream, only to discover that it was no longer my dream. I've found a Home, a place where I belong, 'roots'. I never travelled to find a place where I belong, but I could travel freely because I wasn't bound to a place. Now that I discovered that I am bound I want to have different adventures. I long for a nice house, a German Shepherd, kids and above all being together with the man of my dreams. Even though I've planned this trip for years and really looked forward to it, I do not regret at all coming back after two weeks. I feel lucky that I have been able to discover these feelings and I'm happy that I finally feel so connected to someone that I am willing and with great ease give up the liefestyle I had before: crazy, weird and on my own. I look forward to settling down, starting a family and living a plain, 'boring' life. Some part of me tells me that I'll always remain crazy, but there is a whisper now that tells me it's okay if I'm no longer crazy. This is totally new for me and I still ahve to get used to these thoughts and ideas, but I'm discovering that I really like them and would have no problem at all living the 'boring' way. I look forward to it and so I say Farewell to my crazy childhood, adolescent years and early twenties and Welcome my new lifestyle with open arms and a big smile. I'm ready for a whole different kind of adventure! Over and out, Kelly
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Mamsie
13/7/2016 14:35:19
So proud of my little girl!!!!
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