Intermezzo

Two days ago I drafted a longer post about Recife and Olinda, where I have been since Monday but unfortunately is disappeared in the process of publication and I was too annoyed to write it up again. Today I am going to Fernando da Noronha, a beautiful island an hour´s flight from here to do a diving course. I am a little scared of the diving, although I have done it once before (in the Maldives, on my honeymoon) so it should be ok. What I am even more scared of is that I might miss my flight. The hostel I am staying at is swarming with tourist police right now because the camera, some money and the watch of one of the girls has disappeared and she went to the police. We all know who stole the stuff: a completely insane, and - as it turns out - cleptomaniac Japanese girl, of whom I had been warned when I arrived. As my friends in London and Budapest will attest to it, I am a great fan of weirdos and outcasts - but even I have my limits... I thought that I had tamed her by letting her steal some change from me and by giving her a pack of cigarettes, but evidently that is not the case. Now I have to go back (had to leave my stuff there) and see what happened. I hope to get out of there soon. Angela, a short, round Brazilian lady with beautiful eyes and a great laugh has been kind enough to offer me a ride to the airport, which makes life so much easier. Me and the only fellow "new European" that I have met so far, a Slovenian woman, Natasha, met Angela at a great little cafe a few days ago and ever since then she has been our local guide. We even got to meditate with her - she is a psychologist/reflexologist/new-age kind od healer, but totally does not fit the Western steretype of such a person.

Will write more soon. Hope I will not have to go to the Brazilian police...