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No title - Lima

My beloved friends. So over the lake Titikaka travelling by boat, minibus, foot over the border with Peru, taxi, shit bus, tricycle and good bus, I've finally reached my last travel destination ; the city of Cuzco. Unfortunately this extraordinary story has no happy end. When arrived in Cuzco the same afternoon I've found out my father has passed away the same morning so I took off asap. Even though I didn't feel like writing this, I didn't want you to worry about me for stopping the blog and at the same time I've felt this page needed it's closure. I say goodbye to you with Frankies favorite song :

And now, the end is near,
And so I face the final curtain.
My friends, I'll say it clear;
I'll state my case of which I'm certain.

I've lived a life that's full -
I've travelled each and every highway.
And more, much more than this,
I did it my way.

Regrets? I've had a few,
But then again, too few to mention.
I did what I had to do
And saw it through without exemption.

I planned each charted course -
Each careful step along the byway,
And more, much more than this,
I did it my way.

Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew,
When I bit off more than I could chew,
But through it all, when there was doubt,
I ate it up and spit it out.
I faced it all and I stood tall
And did it my way.

I've loved, I've laughed and cried,
I've had my fill - my share of losing.
But now, as tears subside,
I find it all so amusing.

To think I did all that,
And may I say, not in a shy way -
Oh no. Oh no, not me.
I did it my way.

For what is a man? What has he got?
If not himself - Then he has naught.
To say the things he truly feels
And not the words of one who kneels.
The record shows I took the blows
And did it my way.

LIFE IS TO SHORT SO CARPE DIEM

Maroje
Lima 31.03.2005