29°C. continuous just as weather reports teasing with rain.
so we ignored them and went out, even though the first thing we noticed, is that the other side of the world, that is the one not seen from the balcony, has storm clouds gathering above it, and that there's some wind to it.
here first step of dumb stubborness begins, constantly accompanied with verbal suggestions of going back, or judgements about how the whole trip idea is a failed idea, how we don't really know how to get there, while still just moving forward.
we do not actually get lost, although sense of where the fuck we are is pretty vague.
it was national holiday so everything, almost everything was closed, streets almost empty. and then on our way we meet that one local store that is opened, and as all those weird, little local shops, has the most surprising wonders hidden.
and they are always things that you either can't buy in any of those hipermarkets, or even world food stores, or they are severely overpriced. so there inbetween generic stuff there's this canned Aloe Vera drink, it's relatively cheap, and it is made in fucking Korea. This is the point where my "lol this was a horrible idea i'm barely wearing anything, we're on our way to a lake to tan/swim and it's going to rain heavily in a minute so yeah let's just dumbly go on" turns into "fuck yeah I just found a korean aloe vera drink and next time i'm going there on a bike and buying 10/my day is saved". I take a sip, and I have such an instant and vivid flashback, I have to stop for a second. It just tastes like China.
No, it doesn't just taste like it did there, I feel as if for a split second I was back there, and if someone threw me in a portal there and then right back here. And I'm like whoa where am I. It tastes like all these suffocating days with horrible humidity probably at 90% and those 27 feels like 37, tastes like going back from morning class and passing the gazebo and the fake lake and going uphill and all the plants on the way, like waiting for the bus and feeling as if the ground below my feet was waving, but there there's this aloe vera that will save my life.
we reach the place as it gets more and more windy and dark and to be consequent with being a stubborn dumbo, I get in water, get more in water, actually decide the water is warm and feels warmer in it than above it, because, obviously, there's no wind underwater, and so i swim a little, fighting with waves.
she keeps asking me doesn't it remind me of war, of some historical movie, about war. about people escaping.
it reminds me of lynch movies. no, not lynch. i'm actually thinking about the kingdom, because of the orange lights. huge pipes.
the girl in the tunnel who i mark as a dangerous lesbian in my head, and suddenly asks me if the water is warm.
two somewhat guilty things.
constant feeling that it will rain in a minute. constant somewhat rush but still reasons to delay. we go back and it never rains.
check the weather report and it's supposed to rain maybe around 8.
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