Mass mail poliglot catre retea amici din diverse colturi ale planiglobului (reprodus aici for reference and safekeeping)

Hello :)
I don’t even know how to start this. Some of you may wonder how I’m doing, where I am, as I promised to keep in touch with many of you and report my whereabouts. Some of you, know. I am sorry that I haven’t kept my promise to write you, especially to some people close to my heart, and believe it or not, my thoughts as well. I know this is a mass e-mail and that’s not how I’ve wanted it for the start, but it’s just that my mind is blown off in so many directions right now and still none in particular. Also, I am aware that the owner’s of some of the adresses I sent the mail to have propably forgotten about my existence (me, yours, as well) or we have never met. But sometimes it’s nice to hear from friends long forgotten, isn’t it?

The news, no longer new are as followed :
One summer day I decided I would quit my beautiful job, my promissing career, my fun and joyful life in Bucharest and set off for a more or less known target. I decided China might be a good start and this idea came to me accidentally as I was under the spell of two blue eyes (not mine!) and a masculine voice that later prooved to be only a cover-up of a very selfish masculine personality. But what’s done it’s done. The important thing is that, foolish or not, I had finally found that trigger for my prehistoric aim : travelling; travelling and enjoying my life being the final destinations.

I departed at the beginning of july and after some weeks delightfully spent with friends in Europe, I found myself at the board of the Turkish Airline Boeing airplane, sitting next to a pair of fish-cold blue eyes and due to land in about 4 hours and a half in Bishkek. That’s Kyrghyzstan.

Met wonderful people there: Denis , to whom I still owe so many thanks, Adrian the traveller…and left behind and never cared about since, one pair of eyes of whatever colour and the rest included. Kyrghyzstan took one month of space in my bottomless time trunk. Mountains, kind people, adventures, learning few words in russian (not enough), the agony of what was gonna happen to me next, as I run out of money, not enough to continue, not enough to go back.

I took the things as they were, trying to find a way to keep on going ( as for sure I had no intention af returning to my mamma!). I crossed the chinese border with the help of the truck drivers ( I hitched-hiked some of my trip) and found myself in that lost place of the world, too wonderful and dreadful in the same time to be described shortly. I was in Kashgar, in Xinjiang, in western China. I stayed there almost a month with good and bad (bed and rats), with beautiful and ugly, met friends, met plans, thoughts and met my next future: a job has been offered to me 150 km from Beijing in a big city called Tianjin. That was an offer that in my situation wouldn’t have been clever to reject, and I didn’t. I had to rush, I took the 48 hours hard seat to Beijing from Urumqi, the uyghur town in which I found shelter for few days under the roof of a poor and pitiful family, my uyghur adoptive family.

And now, yes, after a short trip to Korea, I am here in Tianjin, going to work every morning(teaching english at a primary school), filling up my lungs to polluted air, every second. But the fact is that I love it all: my job, the people, the kids(my students), the beer, the food, the air. If around, give me a call :)
Yours, HaNa
the lost in the world romanian girl

P.S. this, although planned for weeks as a “thing to do” was a spontaneous kind of e-mail so skip my grammar mistakes ( you, english teachers!). I also tried to develop a blog which is in romanian but there are some pictures posted and I have to update it soon.