Confusing time

A few things changed on this trip. Nobody was playing chess at the street corner. The coffee shop I went to frequently stopped playing Ono Lisa songs. I felt dis-enchanted. Sleep was hard to come by as usual. I wanted to go to bars a few times but fell asleep instead. So I stayed dry the whole time. On Saturday I went on a trek. Only 3 people showed up including me b/c of the rain. It was hardly raining at first. I was out of shape. They had to stop often to wait for me. We reached the ridge top, 十里锒铛 again. My favorite place. We decided to climb the tallest hill in HZ. Then it started raining hard. I was soaking wet. The trail was very slippery at places. I nearly slipped. We finally made it down the hill and onto the street again. I waved goodbye to them and walked towards the bus stop. A car stopped besides me. A woman asked me if I wanted a ride. I was surprised since I didn't know her and I was wet and my clothes was dirty. She drove me to the hotel and we parted. It was so nice of her. I could have stayed in the rain for 20 minutes longer if it weren't for her. You read in the news about how mean and indifferent people are. But I don't get that sense from the people I meet in HZ.

I am trying to go into a new area at work. But I got the sense that I wasn't welcome. No matter what, I have always been the outsider looking in. I am not sure how long I am gonna stay. I am the lone man here. All others have left or are leaving. If things don't pick up soon, I am going to take some time off and do some travelling on my own or with the family. I have always wanted to do that but never had the time.