Saying goodbye is never easy // fever dreams

Hey sweeties!

I normally should be in bed, sleeping and getting myself healthy again. I've caught a bug and it caused
trouble literally the last few days. Yesterday I felt much better and took it kinda too far . Today it was quite ok until like 1 p.m. and I ate pizza and all. The whole afternoon I was suffering like hell and now I got fever, so I really shouldn't be blogging.
BUT I can't....there is something I have to get off my chest now or I won't be able to rest at all...
my little (ok, he's the same age as me, don't judge) cousin - the closest thing to a brother I will ever
have ('cause I don't have siblings, duh) is going on a big journey tomorrow.
He will leave us for a world travel that will take him away from home for a year and I kinda feel it in my gut that he won't come back. He is a free soul, he isn't meant to be stuck in one place and I think he will find a new temporary home somewhere else after that year. Well, his travel route is quite impressive:
Ireland, USA, Fiji, New Zealand, Australia, Japan, China, UK. He is supposed to be back home next March.
I was always pretty close with him and he was always the "little" brother I wish I had and the one I could
give advice to. It kinda turned out that way, 'cause after I returned from my travel he kept asking me about it and he told me how much he dreamed about leaving home and travelling the world. Ever since he dropped that sentence I kinda pushed him to travel himself, I brought it up EVERYTIME we talked.
When he spilt the news to me a little while ago that he plans on travelling and that he finally (!!) got proper plans, I was and I still am so excited for him.
Now tomorrow is the big day for him, but I can't be at the airport to say goodbye. I should be at work, well now I am at home with fever and stomach ache.
Anyway I wrote him a letter a while ago and I cut some parts out over time to make it shorter than the original version, 'cause he's a boy afterall and we all know that they have the concentration of a fly. No, I am kidding, or am I not?

"Dear my beloved favourite cousin,
You're leaving tomorrow, oh my God! I really hope you're not TOO excited. I can't be there tomorrow to say goodbye, but I wish you all the best for your travel, may all your wishes, hopes and all your dreams come true on that travel. Walk with open eyes through the countries you travel to and take everything in what you see, hear and smell. Be curious. Learn about each and every culture and its oddities. Skate wherever and whenever you can. Bend the rules and break some. Learn whenever you find something special that is worth to be learned, because you will learn the small and really important things without noticing it anyway. Make friends with everyone on the road, but stay loyal to your friends at home. Never stop believing in yourself when times get hard and believe me it will be difficult from time to time. Stay brave and strong. Send a few photos home every now and then and let us know that you're safe and sound. I know how you feel, I've been there too. Don't have doubts in yourself and if it was the right decision to leave everything behind for travelling, it was the best decision you've ever made in your life. Take care of yourself, you're the only one you have and trust your instincts, they will help you make the right choices.
I will miss you so much, eventhough we had some tough times in the past and haven't seen each other as much as we wanted to. You inspire me. xx"


I have to say, I teared up a bit, when I wrote that. OMG, it's really time for me to head to bed now.
xoxo Eva

f**k the hiatus - A Big Hello From India! :)

Hey ihr Suessen,
Es ist schon 2 Monate her, seit ich meinen Blog auf 'Hiatus' gesetzt hab...aber es ist so viel passiert und ich MUSS euch eines einfach sagen:
Indien ist total verrueckt, bunt und laut!
Ich hab 1 Woche in Mumbai, der wunderbaren schrillen Metropole, verbracht.
Danach bin ich im Flieger weiter nach Tamil Nadu, in den Sueden, gereist und war fuer 3 Wochen in einem Ashram, das eine oesterreichische Frau und ihr indischer Mann aufgebaut haben, es ist eine Mischung aus Kinderheim mit 55 Kindern und Altenheim mit 20 alten Menschen. Das Leben ist ruhig und entspannt. Zeit is wirklich relativ.
Dann war ich fuer 2 Wochen in Kerala, genauer in Alleppey, und habe einen Ayurveda Massage Kurs absolviert - ja, ich darf jetzt offiziell alle 'durchkneten'. Am 15. Mai bin ich dann wieder zurueck ins Ashram gereist und werde dort bis 28. Juni bleiben.
Hmm, was kann ich euch sonst noch sagen....ich esse mit den Fingern und trage nie Schuhe, haha
Das ist hier so Tradition. Sowie, dass eine Frau die Brust mit einem Schal bedecken muss (wie ihr es auf den Fotos bei mir sehen koennt) und ich klebe mir jetzt immer so einen roten Punkt auf die Stirn, der KumKum genannt wird, der ist das Zeichen der Frau. Anfangs hatte ich ziemliche Probleme mit allem und echt rebelliert, aber die Zeit hat meine Einstellung geaendert und ich akzeptiere das als ihre Tradition.
Es ist echt nur eine Frage von Respekt.
Ich hab nicht viel Zeit zu schreiben, deshalb poste ich nur ein paar Fotos...ein paar Eindruecke...ein paar Erinnerungen der letzten zwei Monate meines Lebens 'on the road'...
xoxo Eva
p.s. Ich unterrichte eine Gruppe von 5 Kindern in Englisch, die noch nie in ihrem Leben was von Englisch gehoert haben. Das ist wirklich spannend und eine wahnsinnige Herausforderung! :)


Hey sweeties,
It is already 2 months since I put my blog on 'hiatus'....so many things happened since then and I have to tell you one thing:
India is crazy, colourful and loud!
I spent one week in Mumbai, the wonderful glittering metropole.
Then I travelled by plane to the South, to Tamil Nadu and stayed in an Ashram for 3 weeks. The Ashram was founded by an Austrian woman and her Indian husband. It is a mix between a home for orphans with 55 children and a old-age home with 20 old people. Life is silent and relaxing! Time is just a amount of numbers on the clock.
Then I spent 2 weeks in Kerala, in Alleppey, and did an Ayurveda Massage Course there. Yes, now I am really allowed to massage everyone, yaaay!
On the 15th May I travelled back to the Ashram and I will stay here until the 28th of June.
Hmm, what else can I tell you?! I eat with my fingers and never wear shoes, haha
That's a tradition here. Women also have to cover their boobs with a scarf (you can see it on the photos of myself that I post) and I stick a red point, called KumKum, on my forhead, that is a sign of femality.
In the beginning I had real problems with all of that and was very rebellic, but time changed me and I accept their traditions. It's all about respect.
I don't have much time to write, so I post a few photos...a few impressions...a few memories of the last two months of my life on the road...
xoxo Eva
p.s. I teach a group of 5 children English and they have no idea about English at all, so this is my excuse for every spelling mistake in the previous text! ;)

Oh, and I try to update as much as I can. But there is always an electricity problem, so I don't know when or how much I'll update, but I surely will!