{"id":1579,"date":"2014-09-26T18:00:21","date_gmt":"2014-09-26T18:00:21","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/noahsmindfuck.wordpress.com\/?p=1579"},"modified":"2014-09-26T18:00:21","modified_gmt":"2014-09-26T18:00:21","slug":"kriti-2013-the-end-of-everything","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blog.noahessl.com\/?p=1579","title":{"rendered":"Kriti 2013 | Part 5 | The end of everything"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align:center;\"><strong><a title=\"Kriti 2013 \u2013 Get\u00a0there\" href=\"http:\/\/noahsmindfuck.wordpress.com\/2013\/11\/13\/kriti-2013-get-there\/\" target=\"_blank\">Part 1 \u2013 Get there<\/a><strong> |\u00a0<\/strong><\/strong><strong><a title=\"Kriti 2013 \u2013 Be there\" href=\"http:\/\/noahsmindfuck.wordpress.com\/2013\/12\/21\/kriti-2013-be-there\/\" target=\"_blank\">Part 2 \u2013 Be\u00a0there<\/a><strong> |\u00a0<\/strong><\/strong><strong><a title=\"Kriti 2013 \u2013 Survival\" href=\"http:\/\/noahsmindfuck.wordpress.com\/2014\/04\/04\/kriti-2013-survival\/\">Part 3 <strong>\u2013<\/strong>\u00a0Survival<\/a><strong> |\u00a0<\/strong><a title=\"Kriti 2013 \u2013 Hippie Trails\" href=\"http:\/\/noahsmindfuck.wordpress.com\/2014\/06\/30\/kriti-2013-hippie-trails\/\">Part 4 &#8211; Hippie Trails<\/a><strong> |\u00a0<\/strong>Kriti 2013 &#8211; Part 5<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align:center;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/blog.noahessl.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/09\/rimg0122-1.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter wp-image-1580\" src=\"https:\/\/blog.noahessl.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/09\/rimg0122-1.jpg?w=950\" alt=\"Exif_JPEG_PICTURE\" width=\"600\" height=\"450\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align:left;\">It is an interesting feeling. 2 days with nearly no water around you. And then you arrive at the sea. Loads of water, huge masses, endless amounts. And you can not drink a drop of it. But you can at least swim in it. <!--more-->With my last reserves of water I started to Aghia Roumeli on a path at the beach, distance average 2.5 kilometers, the sun heats down and the air is dusty and dry. Then I saw 2 people emerging on the path behind me, they were heading in the same direction as I was but still some minutes away. So I stood in the shade of a rock, waiting for them and came over them with a loud &#8220;Hallo!&#8221; Germans. Originally they wanted to encircle the Dachstein in Austria but the weather didn&#8217;t play well so they spontaneously\u00a0decided to drive to Crete. I asked them for a zip and they gave me a full liter. After that we walked to the village talking about my trip. There I crashed at a tavern, got beer, coffee, fish, salad, stuffed vine-leaves, tomatoes and peppers. Also a small bottle of ice cold Raki. All in all 24 EUR, I made it 30 EUR since I felt like being generous and my Endorphin level was so high because of the long awaited good food. After that I walked out of the village, got information about the departure of the boat in the morning, checked out a nice tree at the exit of the Samaria Gorge and found &#8211; despite me being really tired &#8211; a night full of no-good sleep. It was just to hot and the mosquitoes had their part in it as well. The mosquito spray didn&#8217;t really work and since I could not stand the heat in the sleeping back and didn&#8217;t want to be creamed in chemicals I had 2 days of itching feet.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align:left;\">On the next morning I had a coffee at the tavern and organized a boat ticket &#8211; 10 EUR &#8211; to Hora Sfakion. On my way I met a Guy from the Netherlands who was on his way to the airport and we had a nice talk on the bus about his travelling, what we do here and there and we also shared a meal as we waited for the other bus at an\u00a0intersection. \u00a0In Rethymnon we said good by and I switched to the bus to Plakias where I was going to meet Chris &#8211; hopefully! I knew him from a previous trip with Sonnhild where we met him in Romania at a CouchSurfing Summercamp. In Plakias I jumped off the bus and sat down at the next coffee-place. I had to figure out how to find Chris and how to meet him. I got his number from a message he sent me some time ago over the internet and sent him a short message, preparing myself for a loong waiting period. What if the number was not of a mobile phone but a stationary home phone? Hmm&#8230; Should I call him? No&#8230; first have a coffee. 5 seconds after ordering the coffee I saw Chris &#8211; with a huge smile &#8211; passing the tavern on a roaring motorbike, his hair blowing in the wind. I wanted to jump up but he was gone within a second, damn! I paid quickly and as I was on my way to the street he swooshed past me into the other direction. DAMN! He didn&#8217;t see me, I was sure he did not expect me. Is he just driving for fun through the city? Well, I ran on the street, walking fast into the direction where the motorbike vanished. I \u00a0remembered a dusty licence plate and by that I was able to identify his bike right opposite the supermarket next door, went inside and dropped onto him with a loud &#8220;HAAALLOOO!&#8221; He had not read the message and was perplexed by my appearance. After a hug we decided to get some beer and go to his house to celebrate a welcoming. He invited me to stay for some days on his couch and I accepted gladly. So much for my luck.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align:left;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/blog.noahessl.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/09\/img_2488.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter wp-image-1582\" src=\"http:\/\/noahsmindfuck.wordpress.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/09\/img_2488.jpg?w=300\" alt=\"IMG_2488\" width=\"600\" height=\"450\" \/><\/a>At his place we shared experiences of our passed\u00a0traveling and he showed me some of his work. He has a nice business with directional internet antennas spreading a network over the 3 villages surrounding Plakias.\u00a0We added some green spice to the beer and so I started into some nice and stoned days. I got to know Jamila, a writer and poet who chose Crete for her inspiring work called &#8220;Chaos Theory&#8221;. We talked a lot about her work, her book, our dedication to writing poetry and lyrics. Also we sat a lot at the sea, listened to the rushing of the sea, walked the beaches, talked to strangers and swam with the full moon in a small bay.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align:left;\">Now for some poetry:<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align:left;\">Sehend und suchend waelzt sich meine Existenz durch meine Fussstapfen.<br \/>\nIch suche und ich sehe, finde und verstehe,<br \/>\nwo die Magie der Eintoenigkeit der Wellen sich mit dem Getoese des Chaos der Gischtvermischt,<br \/>\nschiesst das Licht ein Blitzen in meine Richtung, ein Tausend aus Strahlen auf meine Netzhaut prasselnd<br \/>\nalle klaren Gedanken verwischt.<br \/>\nIch bin in der Wirklichkeit,<br \/>\nangekommen in der Wahrhaftigkeit.<br \/>\nMeine Sehnsucht bekommt endlich ihre Befriedigung.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align:left;\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter wp-image-1583\" src=\"http:\/\/noahsmindfuck.wordpress.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/09\/prost.jpg?w=300\" alt=\"Prost\" width=\"600\" height=\"450\" srcset=\"https:\/\/blog.noahessl.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/09\/prost.jpg 1200w, https:\/\/blog.noahessl.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/09\/prost-300x225.jpg 300w, https:\/\/blog.noahessl.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/09\/prost-1024x768.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/blog.noahessl.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/09\/prost-768x576.jpg 768w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 600px) 100vw, 600px\" \/>After a short relaxing in eternity I start a detailed planned way home. A Bus to Chania, Ferry to Piraeus, Bus to Patras, Ferry to Triest, Hitch Hike home. I organized to prerolled joints for the long ship-trip from Greece to Italy. In Chania at the Port I had some time left and so I snacked a Gyros and a beer, chillexed some hours until the departure on the lookout for nice people, waiting for an Austrian licence plate on some cars, you never now, but 3 non-european borders?<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align:left;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/blog.noahessl.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/09\/end1-1.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter wp-image-1581\" src=\"http:\/\/noahsmindfuck.wordpress.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/09\/end1.jpg?w=300\" alt=\"Exif_JPEG_PICTURE\" width=\"600\" height=\"450\" \/><\/a>Here my writing stopped, but I made my way safe through the border patrol, although I had the Joints hidden in my walking sticks, shipped 36 hours to Italy, arrived at night at 2 am in Triest. My luck provided me with a Carinthian car directly at the ferry that took me to Klagenfurt from where I got a Truck to 12 kilometers before Vienna where I spotted a car like after a minute and had a ride to the city.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align:left;\">Home again.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align:center;\">\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Part 1 \u2013 Get there |\u00a0Part 2 \u2013 Be\u00a0there |\u00a0Part 3 \u2013\u00a0Survival |\u00a0Part 4 &#8211; Hippie Trails |\u00a0Kriti 2013 &#8211; Part 5 It is an interesting feeling. 2 days with nearly no water around you. And then you arrive at the sea. Loads of water, huge masses, endless amounts. 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