Wow, no idea why these thoughts were so scattered throughout my notes. Well some things need to be said.
October 10th, 2012
On Ticobus going to Nicaragua. Hopefully this will be one of the last visa runs I ever have to do. The air conditioning is good in this vessel. I was not expecting much after the first time I had to hurriedly get out of the country, when Nature Air was unable to get me out on a plane. This seems like it will be a much more pleasant journey.
I am excited to go back to Granada. So excited I´m never sure I spell the name of the city correctly.
I bought this computer for the battery life. So far it’s telling me a full charge will last two hours. Then 4.5. Who knows what it will be in 15 minutes. It was supposed to be 6 hours.
I love Granada because of how its cheap to get to on bus and how relaxed it is. It looks like a little Spanish pueblo. I am looking forward to a lot of relaxing. I’ve been working a lot. From 8 to 8 every day. This break feels like a real gift. I almost hope the internet doesn’t work in my hotel.
I am terrified to stand up on a moving bus. I am horribly uncoordinated. I almost fall over walking on firm Earth. I have crashed into people before on a bus when I fell over, the eggs from my Mas Por Menos bags spilling out.
The movie they chose to show on the bus was The Three Stooges. Did Hollywood seriously think there was enough interest in this show still to warrant this? I can’t believe the Farrelly brothers took this paycheck.
But hey, I’ll admit. I laughed a couple times.
I like the dogs at the immigration station for Nicaragua. They’re the same ones that have been there for years.
It says something that the food vendors there just use their hands to put all the fried pork and cheese on the plates.
Trying to aim in a rickety bus’s toilet is way harder than on a plane. That is definitely blood on the seat.
Everything is better with air conditioning.
October 12th, 2012
I have no idea how to start writing this because I am writing my own personal notes out as blogs now. I just like seeing what random things I thought each day and hey, increased social media is helping a lot of things.
My fiancé put some essential oils on my face while I wrote. Yes, fiancé. I proposed to my girlfriend Natasha Sheik after nearly three years together.
She said yes. I have never felt more sure about a decision in my life. We have our problems like any other couple but as we’ve gotten closer over the years they’ve become less and less frequent. She’s begun working very close to my house and we seem to enjoy seeing each other more, practically every day. We work together really well on a lot of things, but we know how to give each other space.
I’ve never loved a woman like I love her. I never could conceive of being with another woman. I trust Naty so much and we match in so many areas. I always know exactly where she’s at. We’re direct, and together we’ve only grown emotionally. I’ve watched every area of my life improve as well.
I could not be happier. I wouldn’t change anything that happened in my life, because it led to meeting her. I know she accepts me at my worst and when I don’t have a dollar to my name, so it’s a pleasure to spoil her now that I’m doing well again. I only hope to honor her for the rest of our lives together.
I know she works each day to see me become a better man. She wants my dreams to come true. She helps me with everything in my life. I have no idea how I could be so blessed as to meet such an intelligent and beautiful woman. I know every guy says this, but I swear to God, I feel like the most stupidly lucky person on Earth to have met her.
I only wish to straighten my life out more now and give her everything she deserves. I am praying I do not wake up from this dream I’m in.
Really, marriage is something I never thought I’d do in this life. Naty’s been with me from zero. She loaned me money when I was down. She got me treatment when I couldn’t work. She deserves everything I can give her.
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