Wednesday, May 26, 2010

love a parade

Cecil and Ina... Cecil is a helper and a smoker...Ina is my mom's Balurina..
parade people
this guys face ...
My eye was so red yesterday I thought I had pink eye...but it is getting better so fast I think it was a little infection..they gave me the 3 eyewashes to bring home so I just did it and I think I will be fine tomorrow. It was annoying to have slightly blurrier vision in that eye..

Balur was great again... I told Raina my neck and shoulders hurt and she said "OK, I beat you"
and she did but it kind of felt good and I released bubbles and I know that because the pain is gone. The other thing is that there is a lot of burping in balur... I burp and the balurists also burp... not my mom because she can't. But today I had the itchy hand again and I told Raina and she rubbed it and she started burping... like 18 burps...And now my hand does not itch... it came out through her. She says she must balur with her heart...and all we listen to is love songs. Anything Bryan Adams sings for big movies... Celine, Elton..songs about until the end of time... now and forever...please forgive me... I would do anything for you...I get lost in your eyes...Forever's gonna to start tonight! In fact, everywhere we go they are playing the cheesiest love songs of all time and I am shocked at how many of them I know.
We went to dinner around the corner which was weird as usual but when we were walking home suddenly the streets filled up with a giant motorscooter parade. I have never seen Indonesians yelling or making noise but it was like college football enthusiasm ... waving flags and beating drums... we stood on the side of the road as at least 300 people streamed by...yelling ... they were so excited to see us they screamed louder and when we waved they cheered. Again so weird. they are still out there, I can hear them from my quiet little room.
Enney, the lady who owns this place has a clothing shop and she has people here sewing stuff so I had a meeting with her today and she going to make me a shirt. She is about 80 years old and is kind of grandmother-y... It was fun to look at the fabrics and hang out with her...
tomorrow, more balur. We are trying to figure out all the potions and how to make them at home so we can continue ourselves...I am fantasizing about making my bathroom an all wet room with a copper floor.
xxoo


1 comment:

  1. once upon on a time i was falling in love, but now i'm only falling apart. nothing else to do. total eclipse of the heart..... something, something.... forever's gonna start tonight!

    i love singing that song with you. yes! we sing that song with so much passion.

    still missing and loving you. your blog is incredible. you are really working your buns off and burping your toxins away.

    love, love, love,
    moni

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