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After making sure that my drunk friends were in the holiday park, I started to walk back to new world carrying the trolley. Not far from where I left them, a blonde girl approached me and asked me:
-Hi there! Do you know where my home is?
Obvioooooously, I didn’t know where her house was because it was the first time that I saw her in my life.
-I just arrived in Te Puke and I don't remember how to go back. I just remember that I have to get to a bridge and turn left.
-Haha no, I do not know. Do you remember anything else?
-Mmm no, maybe you know the owner...his name is Muhammed.
Luckily for her, I did know Muhammed, I used to live in his house when I first arrived in Te Puke. I asked her about Simon, Francisco and how was living in the house of Muhammed. She was a friend of Francisco, he had recommended her to stay in the house with them. Although at the time I met her, she was not very happy living there.
I told her to go with me back to the New World to turn back the trolley, then my friends (Lara and Anto) could take her back to Muhammed's place with their car. I thought that she would just ask me to tell her how to get back because it was dark and I was walking down the street with a supermarket trolley. For some reason, she must have thought that I was trustworthy, she said yes and we made the 20 minutes walk to the New World.
She was someone with a very interesting life, her name was "Ponia". She lived in Argentina for three months so she spoke fluent Spanish, studied dance in Asia, she lived for a time near L.A., She knew how to give massages, how to cook and more.
When we were coming back in the car with the Argentinian girls. Lara asked Ponia.
-So, how did you met Francisco?
-I met him at Tauranga ...
At that time the Anto, Lara and I realized at the same time who she was...
-Noooooo way!!! - Anto and I shouted.
-Bullshit! – Said Lara.
We looked at her with surprise and ask:
-Are you the woman that he drew while waiting for his bus???
-Mmm ... yes, I’m. How do you know??
-Nooooooo! It cannot be - we shouted again.
And yeah, she was! That was how we met the German girl of the drawing. We were so excited to know her that took us like 10 minutes to realize that we haven’t explained to her why we were acting like crazy people. Of course, the first thing we wanted to do was take it with MK and Jose to met her.
We convinced her to come with us to the caravans for some drinks before we took her to Muhammed’s place. When we arrived at the caravans, we found a small German blue haired with a zebra coat running through the streets, another small German screaming like crazy, a drunk German near to do again the scene of the naked man in the park and two Italian that I'm sure they had their beards painted in a different color than the last time I saw them, one hour before.
After a while of time that we needed to make MK focus, we explained to him who she was. His reaction was like ours, started screaming like crazy and make a lot of questions. Weeks later she told me that all these reactions we had when we met her was what made her take the decision to go to live with us.
Ah yes, she ended up living with us at the dolls house. MK was leaving town in few days so we needed a new roomie. She did our life happier, she cooked and cared for us. She was the best roomie we could have asked for.
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