Continuing with the story

 Last paragraphs I wrote on June 18th and it went like this:

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He offers me his service and says that it would be like few hundred rupis or 600 rupis for each stone that he finds from my ears. I tell him that I only have 400 rupis but anyway he then starts with the service. He indeed finds some stones from my ears (or did he make a trick by holding them in his hand?). But he makes my ears clean nad when he sees that I really don't have much money, he only takes like 100 rupis or something and we leave each other thankfully.

Now as it is morning time I am hungry and move towards to the palm trees where I had seen the ice-cream-selling young man the last day.

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They are again there and the ice-cream seller calls me, we start to talk and there's another ice-cream seller and an older, mid-age woman, sitting under a palm tree and selling clothes to the tourists. They work for the local restaurant at the beach I think. I start to talk with them and the woman is very kind, she asks me why I am there and I tell that I am looking for work. They ask me when did I eat the last time? And I say like two days ago and that's also why I am looking for work.

They understand and they don't like it a little bit and are a bit surprised that I sleep on the beach and haven't eaten the last day. And yes, fortunately the woman is very kind and offers me food (rice and sauce from the local restaurant) that would be their lunch, they share their lunch with me.

She also tells me that maybe they need a server guy to the restaurant and I could work there and that she could talk to the boss soon. I'm like: yes, why not, I could work in that restaurant for like two months until my visa ends. Finally a place to stay at or something.

But then when the boss comes I am pretty much sleeping under the palm tree and he's like no way they're gonna take this guy who's just laying down and resting and doing nothing. Then the woman who sells clothes gets a sudden inspiration and me too at the same time, it's like we shared the same thought and she said it out.

She says that why not should I go to the Goa airport and ask them if they can take me to Europe. Immideately we start to make a plan and things start moving. Meanwhile also an older tourist woman comes and I share a bit of my adventures and she asks how much money I have and I say like 200 rupis or something and she says that it would not get me very far. She then gives me 500 rupis and leaves.

Then the cloth-selling woman gets a bit suspicious and there was also another plan in the making, she asked me if I would like to beg at that place and give some of the money to them. But I'm like: I don't want to beg there, it's against my ethics or something.

Then we start to move and I go together with the two ice-cream-selling guys out on the road. Then the couple who was at the beach also arrives and the girl smiles to me, laughing at my sunburnt face and joyous smile. Then we start with the caravan and I go between the two ice-cream sellers, both have a small cart that they push or pull together with them. One is ahead like 50m and the other is behind me. Full escort.

It is very hot on the asphalt barefoot and soon they make a stop and try to buy me sandals, but the number is way too small (mine is 47.5 EU or 13 US) and they cannot get it. So we walk on and soon we need to make a stop, because there's a Bollywood scene filming going on and they are filming a scene where a white open pick-up car is arriving and the guys are coming out. They film it like two times and then we can pass and continue with our glorious walk.

They take me to the local bus stop and the bus is going to Goa airport stop. It was a wonderful bus, having written BABY JESUS on it. There are many holy buses in India, but this one was especially dear to me. I go in and when I stand the ceiling is way too low and I have to pretty much bow with my head to the ceiling. But the BABY JESUS bus was so cute and I felt so safe and protected.

When we get back to Goa airport, of course I attempt to enter barefoot, but they don't let me in and ask for a ticket. Of course I don't have it bought and then I go outside and attempt to buy it. There are like stalls and I'm like: How much is a ticket to Europe? I see on the back screen that they have a flight to London going on and I'm like: How much is it? And she says to me: only business class is available. And I'm like: ok, how much is it? She says: 88,000 rupis.

Then there's already the security guys coming and telling that if I don't have the money I should go. They also say that if I have no friends there I should go to the embassy. I am like full of devotion and say: Then I'm gonna find some friends around here! But I don't want to argue there too much anymore and they show me the way to the police stand that is next to airport. I go there and they say that tomorrow there's a bus leaving to the bigger town, I don't remember the name, but it was Portuguese, where in the old times they came in and conquered the place and brought in christianity or something.

I say yes yes, to them, tomorrow. And then I wander around the airport, outside, barefoot, with a bag filled with old dirty clothers. Luckily they have a bar open or an eating place for soldiers, and there are many army guys there sitting around and enjoying their meal. I also order some food and drink water or something.

Then I go to the toilet place and I pay him and I get to the toilet and even to the shower if I remember correctly. He asks me for more money for a tip and I give him more than he asked, just to make him happier. He is indeed happy and I ask him if I can sleep there but it is next to airport and I see that it would be problems for him. (He had a room next to the toilets where he could sleep when guarding at night.)

But I talk to the police and all and it is ok and there's like a higher place between the toilets and the airport, and I spend my night sleeping up there on a stone higher wall-like platform. There are some rats and cats around but they don't disturb me. The police says that it is ok and I can spend my night there.

Then in the morning of course I don't go to the embassy but continue to the bigger town with a bus and take it from there.