Several days before leaving Bali, J and I got into a minor motorbike accident. We hit an enormous pothole going down the slope of this mountain, and we flew and tumbled and hit the ground hard. I've got some road rash, and J thinks he might have broken his collarbone, but it's a miracle nothing worse happened. The bike was fine, we were both wearing helmets, and we rode home a little shaken--but all in one piece.
I feel like that is the point where things really soured. We (me and J) have been having some problems getting along and the accident just sort of set things in motion. I won't get into details of our disputes, as they are numerous and trivial. Wa wa wa.
So we left Bali-- it was an amazing island. We arrived in Singapore and spent our time with the sisters Woon and their family, who were all gracious and super cool people. I think we got caught up in the activity of planning our next moves (booking tickets, buying supplies) and making decisions, because we (me and J) evidently offended them bigtime by overstaying our welcome in their home, an oversight for which I am truly sorry.
In the end, I decided not to join them on their trip to Borneo, and instead to just hightail it to India. J and I probably need some time to be apart, I didn't want to hang with his friend Claude anymore, and mostly I just didn't want to spend a week in Borneo feeling angry and hurt and unresolved with J and a bunch of strangers. I hope they have a good time.
So that's it. I got on a plane, spent a long and very sad night awake at the international airport in Kuala Lumpur, then boarded a flight to New Delhi the next morning.
I never thought I'd be alone in India, but here I am.
4:07PM
New Delhi, India
I feel like that is the point where things really soured. We (me and J) have been having some problems getting along and the accident just sort of set things in motion. I won't get into details of our disputes, as they are numerous and trivial. Wa wa wa.
So we left Bali-- it was an amazing island. We arrived in Singapore and spent our time with the sisters Woon and their family, who were all gracious and super cool people. I think we got caught up in the activity of planning our next moves (booking tickets, buying supplies) and making decisions, because we (me and J) evidently offended them bigtime by overstaying our welcome in their home, an oversight for which I am truly sorry.
In the end, I decided not to join them on their trip to Borneo, and instead to just hightail it to India. J and I probably need some time to be apart, I didn't want to hang with his friend Claude anymore, and mostly I just didn't want to spend a week in Borneo feeling angry and hurt and unresolved with J and a bunch of strangers. I hope they have a good time.
So that's it. I got on a plane, spent a long and very sad night awake at the international airport in Kuala Lumpur, then boarded a flight to New Delhi the next morning.
I never thought I'd be alone in India, but here I am.
4:07PM
New Delhi, India
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