Moving on, I was taking in my new apartment for the next six months located at the University of Nigeria in Nsukka, a city in Eastern Nigeria. Walking past the bathroom and small bedroom, there was a kitchen area and then a sitting area. The first thing I thought of when I saw these rooms was: "Wow, look at the lizards." Lizards were everywhere. They were on the walls, floors, and ceiling. They were in the sink and the cupboards. I tried to chase them out, but it seemed as if they were laughing at me. I later learned that they are just part of the area. Nigerians are as used to lizards in their houses as I was to ants. They are considered harmless and most Nigerians don't even notice them. So that was my apartment. A bathroom, bedroom, kitchen corner, and sitting area. Since I had not known what to expect and would not have been surprised if the whole apartment was a mud hut, I was pleased with the unit. Once I had gotten my stuff put away, I decided to scout the area and find something to eat. The apartment sits in the corner of the large campus that is the University of Nigeria. In Nigeria, people walk a lot. Just from the apartment to the main buildings on campus was a few kilometers. The market was about an hour's walk. Yet, not everyone -- in fact very few people -- owned cars. So most people just walked. It took a while to get used to the amount of walking I had to do, but eventually I didn't think twice about it. Walking outside the apartment, there was one road heading towards the center of town. There was a big soccer stadium about ten minutes up the road, and kids were there twenty-four hours a day playing soccer. I was so used to kids playing soccer with $100 shoes back home, that it was odd to see that most of the kids playing had NO shoes! That's right, they just played in bare-feet. You know something? They were good too.
August 21, 1992
Marcus called me yesterday morning and I called him back today and spoke with him he said he wanted to fly me out to Germany for a week. And he also asked if I love him. He told me he thinks about me every night and it will be coming to Hong Kong in September but he doesn't know the date yet.
I am living in Victoria hostel now and the people are nice. The facilities are great. I'm still teaching English at have one job two hours a week for $200 an hour ($26.)
I'm really missing my roommate Tess. I can't wait till she comes back from Taiwan.
August 30, 1992
I'm in China now Yang Shauooa, just for week vacation. I wish I hadn't come even though it's very beautiful here (big green rocks everywhere.) This is in the Guilin province, were the Chinese say is the most beautiful place on the earth.
I left Hong Kong not in the best health. But my dorm was much too cold (below 50°F) and I came here quite sick and still am. I left Hong Kong early on August 27 met my friend Robert at the Garden Hotel and we got the MTR (subway) to Kowloon Tong, where we caught the KCR train to the China border. We walked through, then got tickets and took a train to Canton , took a bus than a cab to a boat terminal and bought tickets for a supposedly 10 or 15 hour boat ride to Woo Jo (the boat took from 5:00 p.m. to 1:30 p.m. the next day, in other words 20 1/2 hours.)
The boat was horrible I felt like a prisoner it was full of little tiny boxes with numbers and there were two levels. In each box we were given a mat and that's what we slept in. There was also terrible food on the boat.
I really felt crappy. Especially since in China, it seems that they think that there is some type of evil in saliva, or in their mouths. So the Chinese people spit everywhere in fact there were people on the boat spitting bad parts of apples right onto the floor even from the top level beds.
Robert and I checked into a hotel or a supposed hotel, a room had no mattresses and no hot water. The next day we caught the bus here, nine hours Yang Shauooa. Now I need to leave day after tomorrow but I'm not one back out way.
Yesterday I slept pretty much. Today I was feeling better so we went to lunch and then I went shopping in the market. Came back here tired and hot and began to rest vomited my lunch and I'm just resting now hoping whatever is wrong with me gets better.
July 12, 1992
Still in Hong Kong working part-time teaching English. Nothing is really new I'm very lonely and unhappy inside I'm still staying at the hostel where there's no privacy and lots of people in a room although here they call it a guesthouse. Last night I had a bad dream but now it's morning and I have to work soon.
August 4, 1992
Today, last night, yesterday, and the night before that and the day before that I had a great affair. It was with his German guy Marcus Fatalin. I originally thought that he was 30 years old but then he told me he was actually 23. He's a Sagittarius.
He's really built successful and a lover I had a great fantastic time with him and he should be coming back in three months so if I'm still here I will see him again.
An Israeli guy moved into the guesthouse his name is Nir and he's nice to look at a little tall though his birthday is the same day as mine but in 1965 maybe something will come of us.
August 14, 1992
Marcus called me yesterday from Germany. We didn't speak for a long time he wanted to know what time I would be home today so he could call me later when he had more time. It was really great of him to call me. I think about him and the time we spent together all the time.
He said he may be able to come here to Hong Kong in September maybe for 10 days or one week but of course it depends on business I hope he can and does. He said he would call me on Monday in three days but I need to move out of this guesthouse tomorrow because my friend Tess is going to Taiwan for two weeks and my other roommate Ian has been offered a friend's apartment for three weeks for free. I hope the place I moved to is okay I know I wouldn't be able to speak with Marcus for a while. He said he sent me the package with cassette playgirls and letters I can't wait to get it. Smile.