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I miss India. The last two weeks there, have been the most relaxing and spirutal one. We stayed for in a small and holy city of Pushkar in the region of Rajisthan. The place is amazing, the holy lake is the heart of this incredible town, and surrounding it there are almost 5oo temple. The story goes that, one day Krisnha was walking in this desert area and dropped a Lotus flower in that spot where now the lake is. Thousand of pilgrims, chilled out Hippies and the usual cows and dogs live in harmony and meditations........
HOLY LAKE PUSHKAR

DELHI
Traffic jam on the way to the market. We were stuck there for more than 1 hour
The strange tranquillity of Pushkar ( No rick-shaw, no hassle!!) was our last treat before spending the last two days in the most chaotic and dirty city of all: Delhi. Arriving there with our last train journey ( 165 hours in 2 months), we instantly realize why they call it Smelly-Delhi. On approuching the city, and amongst the massive number of slums, we found out that the people are not shy of " public shitting" in full view of the train passing or either next to each other ( bum to bum). Not to be defeated by the smell, we check in a Hostel and took a rick-shaw heading to the central market. However we got there only 2 hours later, after we joined the thousand cart and bike in the most inter twines traffic jam we ever seen. Those two hours stopped at that round about, will always be impressed on my mind as the last immage of the great country of India: so poor and so rich, so dirty and so clean, so restricted and so FREE..............

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HONG KONG
After the free life we were imprisoned (waiting for the plane to Australia) in a city that is the exact opposite of what we were used to: Hong Kong. Buildings,skycrapers, shopping centre everywhere.The people there are so intense to shop that they wouldn't even look where they were walking. The neon Lights blinding us where the opposite of India's daily dusk to down power cuts, and in them we were blinded aliens. How ever, thanks god the Chinese love their food as much as us and that was what we explored for the following 3 days…..

PERTH TRADESMAN CARRARA

So south bound we went and nearly a month is already past. We are now enjoying a season which they call winter(?) in Perth, western Australia where Kate grew-up(and later escaped) and where her Mum and sister still lives. The temperature rises to 30 degreees every winter day. In this very clean, very well behaved and very suburban steppford like city. We are playing doctor and nurse to Kate's mum ( recovering from a knees reconstruction)( thanks Osho for the help and support).
WE still find very difficult to adapt to the expensive life post India. The cyber caffe' are so expensive that they should call them cyber Hotels!!! Anyway, this wont bother us for long as the other week using my Italians connection I landed a Job as….. Manovale, or as they says here Tradesman! My friend Al from Roma. His real name is Alessio, he came here with his family as kid in the 8o's and became AL (the Aussie dont do ITaliano!!).Today is one of the best man in Western australia for doing kitchen, bathrooms and floors……IN MARMO DI CARRARA!!
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