Wednesday, December 3, 2008
Monday, December 1, 2008
2. Real tree or Artificial? real, but only if it's a 200 foot ponderosa pine that i could cut down.
3. When do you put up the tree? I don't. i still go home for christmas.
4. When do you take the tree down? once again, i have no knowledge of this.
5. Do you like eggnog? eff yes.
6. Favorite gift received as a child? aircraft carrier
7. Hardest person to buy for? everybody.
8. Do you have a nativity scene? no.
9. Mail or email Christmas cards? what.
10. Worst Christmas gift you ever received? all good.
11. Favorite Christmas Movie? Die hard, one or two. pick one.
12. When do you start shopping for Christmas? usually, when i'm about ready to leave whatever country i'm in.
13. Have you ever recycled a Christmas present? probably.
14. Favorite thing to eat at Christmas? anything with sugar.
15. Favorite Christmas song? anything from amy grants christmas carols. the one with the snow and cabin on the front.
16. Travel at Christmas or stay home? travel.
17. Can you name all of Santa's reindeer's? what?
18. Angel on the tree top or a star? tin foil.
19. Open the presents Christmas Eve or Christmas? christmas morning. anyone who does it any other way is a pagan.
20. Most annoying thing about this time of the year? happiness.
21. Favorite ornament theme or color? omg, seriously?
22. Favorite for Christmas dinner? handburgers.
23. What do you want for Christmas this year? the ability to time travel.
24. Who tagged you? My sister, mindy.
25. Tag someone. why bother, mindy's the only one who reads this.
Saturday, November 29, 2008
So that was the worst sleeper ride I’ve had. This dude up and over from me snored all night. It was the most disgusting snore I’ve ever heard. Little gasps of breath for about 15 seconds, then it’s like he ad to catch up, because the following 10 seconds was this nasty noise I can’t even make. He shot some spit, somehow, across the room and it landed on my hand. I freaked out a little bit. Oh, gross. So, anyway, I didn’t sleep, the end. So, I’m sitting in Hohhot. It’s freezing. The guesthouse’s owner’s son took me to get some long underwear and some socks because I was so cold. It’s a little expensive to stay where I am, but the guy’s super nice. I peed myself today. For some reason, I guess I just didn’t shake it that good and I ended up with a lot of dribble in my shorts. Not enough to soak through the pants that much (smaller than dime sized), but enough that I had to change undies. What’s wrong with me? I also ate form a street vendor so if I get sick and die, that’s probably why./ So, I went to go mail Crystallynn a letter, but to no avail. I just don’t speak Chinese, and they don’t speak English. Pretty simple. OH, I saw some trials riders, like Kevin. I bet he’d like it here. They were actually pretty good. I’m staying here 3 nights, which may have been a mistake, but oh well, he’s really nice. I don’t think I’m going to Mongolia, but I might. I really just don’t know. Bah. I guess I have a few days to decide. It’s not fun to shoot because it’s so cold. Bah./ I think I’m going to Ulaan Baatar. 60/40 that I go. Crap, I really want to go. 70/30, no 64/36. I know what I’ll do. Pray about it, although I think I have my answer already. I’d like to go to church there. It’d be interesting.
Friday, November 21, 2008
Monday, November 17, 2008
A couple weeks ago, Blake and I went and photographed the scariest house on the planet. Not only was it scary, but i'm fairly certain that the hanta virus was present in the basement and also a mummified cat that blake dibsed to shoot (with a camera). Anyway, it was a really productive day since we not only shot a ton of photos, but nobody died falling through any of the floors which were very questionable. I've attached some of my favorite photos of the outing.
Saturday, November 8, 2008
Wow, I did much today. I went to go rent a motor scooter, but I had to give a passport, which is ridiculous. Before, I just gave a drivers license. First off, I don’t give out anything that would make it difficult for me to get out of the country ie. passport, plane tickets, money. Needless to say, I rented a bicycle instead. It was very long an bumpy, and my butt hurts, but it was fun. After that, I was so depressed, oh wait, I didn’t say where I rode to. The Killing Fields. Anyway, after that I was so depressed, I didn’t feel like doing anything so I went and checked out the museum. I thought it would be interesting. I thought wrong. After that, I took fotos until dinner which was very expensive, but I ate with A GIRL named Stephanie. She was/is German. I must attract Germans. Anywho, after dinner, I walked with her to the corner, then we parted ways. As I was walking to my room, I saw a freaking giant rat. Oh….real quick, I hate spider webs. I hate spiders, but I hate spider webs even more. At Angkor Wat, I was walking down a jungle path and I turned around because a giant web was blocking it and if I went around, I might get one that I couldn’t see on my face. Oh, I hate that, It just sticks to your face and you can’t get it off and there could be a spider in your hair. Yuck. There are webs under my bed, but I wrap myself in the mosquito net, so I should be good….Well, night.
Monday, November 3, 2008
I’m going to rent a bicycle. Cheers, mate. OH, luckily I don’t have a creeper roommate. His name is Alister. He’s from Scotland, and he’s running from credit card debt. I bought a lock./ So…I’m t the zoo. I know, I shouldn’t have come. They are so depressing, but interesting. Oh, before I forget, let me recount something. I walked into the lobby and instantly noticed a white man. Dressed in some weird “traditional” outfit, wearing shoes that were supposed to look traditional but weren’t. He has gray hair that has been dyed red. Instantly, I am annoyed. These type really bug me. Just freaking wear normal clothes. I’m watching him out of the corner of my eye. He walks over, asks a white girl about books, then out of nowhere, starts ranting on about lonely planet “clutching” (I think he said clutching) people, who “can’t seem to function” without them. I’m thinking to myself, “you’ve read Vagabonding”. I’m split you see. It’d be nice to know the language, but since Mandarin is freaking hard, get a guidebook which can show you some cheap places to live, which will save you loads of time to spend wandering around having fun. After listening to him spew his dogma, or Vagabonding’s dogma, (it’s a really good book by the way), I left. It was either his dyed red hair or him using the word “experience” a lot that made me lose interest. To me, him dying his hair red is like someone using a guidebook. It “taints” the experience./ I must be in the freaking twilight zone. I’m sitting in a stadium type thing looking down at this circular cage with a diameter of about 35-40 ft. In this cage is a donkey, a goat, 2 bigger dogs (lab, malamute, and 3 real small dogs like Drexton’s dog). This is seriously the most bizarre thing I’ve ever seen. Right now, one of the little dogs (a real yapper) is barking at the donkey, who is just trying to eat some vegetables. Wait, there are 4 small dogs. I’m really interested to see what happens. Earlier at the pit of monkey’s I seriously considered lowering them a rope. What chaos. I laughed out loud just thinking about the situation. Monkeys running everywhere. MAYHEM. The little yappy dog is trying to hump the bigger malamute dog. This place is f@*!ed up./ So. I came to sit in a park and you’ll never guess who’s here ranting about people who travel with too much. He was actually antagonizing a guy who had two bags. Not like him who carries only one shirt, two socks, etc… He’s talking to this kid about lonely planet people and how much he hates them. Blah blah blah. It bugs me, yet it’s slightly entertaining. I think he walks around and grabs people and let’s them know who he is and how he travels. Anyway, I’ve scoped out a few places I want to shoot at tonight. We’ll see what happens. So, I’ve decided their are 5 types to travelers. #1 – tourists – this person stays in nice hotels, gets driven around, spends a week and says they’ve visited the place. #2 – the backpacker – this person reads guidebooks to get around easier to make more time for other things, yet doesn’t stick to a specific route, and has a good time. #3 – The “backpacker” – this person does only what the guidebooks tell them to do, lives and breaths the guidebooks, but generally he/she has a good time. #4 – the real backpacker – this person uses no guidebook, has a great time, and is very carefree. Occasionally he stays at a place which is not very good and he gets raped, but all-in-all, life’s good. This last one is the most annoying of all travelers, even more so than the tourist. #5 – the “real” backpacker. This person has read Vagabonding and follows it to a “t”. They prance around in “traditional” clothes trying to be like the people but doesn’t realize the people haven’t worn that stuff for a couple hundred years, and makes all westerners look bad. They don’t have any fun because they’re too busy preaching their plagiarized dogma to other backpackers, “backpackers”, real backpackers, and “real” backpackers. They insist that everyone who uses guidebook is an idiot. Strange enough, theses people tend to end up where guidebook users do. That’s it. I might have to email the author of vagabonding and let him know what he started. Also, I’ll think of some more clever names later. I might go take a nap./ I’m waiting for the light to be better, chatting with really nice people. Oh…(Random Thought) [Current girlfriend] informed [me that] diarrhoea is spelled diarrhea. I personally think it could be spelled two ways like wiener and weiner. Both spellings are correct. I looked them up (End Random Thought). Wow, I just farted. That’s a real risky maneuver considering I have the runs. What a bold move. Right now, I’m down at a center square like place and there are a bunch of people doing traditional dances. I kind of want to join but I won’t because #1 – I’m chicken and #2 – it might offend people. I changed my mind about China. I really like this place. I just don’t like Guangzhou. Like is an overstatement. I HATE IT. Anyway, I’ll probably just chill here until I go to bed. I’ll fill you in on what happens if anything interesting goes down./
Friday, October 31, 2008
I came early to find a good seat. I got up to go to the bathroom, went, was looking out the window and I got up to go back and a fat lazy man is sitting in my seat. I figured all my stuff next to it would throw him off, but nope. Now, it’s like a game. The next time he gets up to smoke I’m going to just go straight to it and sit in it. This boat ride isn’t as pleasant because the friendly Canadian is gone. He took the fast boat and I’m starting to think I should have. The man who took my seat is drinking now so I’ll mentally prepare for anything. It’s also quite unpleasant because it’s loud. Actually, I’m going to go and make it quite unpleasant and awkward for that homo. Since my bags are right there, I’m going to go hover./ I didn’t and he just got up but left his cigarettes on the chair. How juvenile. I guess I’ll be the bigger man, figuratively speaking./ So…I was laying in a reclining seat, no, a lawn chair that I found. I put my bag underneath it, got up to go to the bathroom, came back. THE SAME MAN IS LAYING IN MY LAWN CHAIR. I’m so amazed, I stand there, just looking at him, then looking at people, then looking at him. A couple people gave me this “I don’t know what to tell you shrug”. Oh well, I got my old seat back. It really is entertaining. I had a good laugh over it.
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Well, I leave Guangzhou today and I must admit, I’m not too busted up. Hopefully Kunming holds something better in store. Lucky me, I have really bad diarrhoea (I had to look up diarrhoea because I didn’t know how to spell it.) Hopefully it’s my body saying I don’t remember eating this kind of food, let’s get it outta here. Hopefully./ I’m waiting at the train station. I’ve never been stared at more in my life. Openly gawking at me. This is going to be rough, I can already tell. I might have to stay awake the entire time. A helpful policeman practiced his English on me. It was very nice of him. Wow, still staring. I must look like sasquatch. Oh my gosh, I just saw the funniest/saddest thing. There were 4 escalators. 2 up, 2 down. This Chinese lady with a big bag and some weird bucket was standing at the bottom of the one going down, staring up it. There were other people going up the ones next to her, but I guess she didn’t realize. She stepped on the wrong one and started to try to go up, eyes wide [scrambling furiously] , until some guy told her to go up the other one. Oh my gosh, it was the weirdest thing I’ve ever seen./ So…it’s 4:45. Only 23:15 minutes to go…Gay. I might diorrhoea in my pants here pretty soon. I’ll fill you in what happens later. My butt’s asleep. ARGHHHHH. 23:13 minutes to go./
Sunday, October 26, 2008
The bus ride!!! Ah, such a wonderful invention….OF SATAN. Honestly, that may have been the most miserable I’ve ever been. Even worse than S-nold barking all night long. I’m more mature now so I can handle it, but I almost killed several people. First off, I was pissed about getting screwed over on the bus. It was supposed to be a tourist bus, but it wasn’t. It was filled with locals and their luggage and other items. Seriously filled. Top. Bottom. Middle. All full. I couldn’t keep my feet flat on the floor. They had to be turned one way or the other. The seat in front of me was smashed up against my knees. My camera took up all my lap space, and the nimrod on the right was basically in my lap. Not really, but he was always squishing me against the wall. I had to constantly keep pushing him away. Then he had the brass to put his water bottle on my side. I wanted to punch him in the face. I mean, he has short legs and he was in the isle all sprawled out (as much as he could, there were bags and crap filling up the isles), meanwhile, I’m squished in a little cube. AAARRRGGGHHHH. Anyway, I’m in Laos. Much more pleasant than north Nam. The people are much nicer. OH, they also segregate in Nam. They made all the foreigners sit in the back of the bus, which is the worst spot. When we were leaving [the country], they helped everyone else, then the foreigners. And the north Viets are the only people in this area that yell and are rude to foreigners that don’t deserve it. Laos is great so far. Gotta run. Later/ I’ve been hanging out in the dorm talking with Ziv, from Israel. Now I want to spend Christmas in Bethlehem at some point. We were chatting and he told me he’s been to see the Mormon temple in Jerusalem. “It’s very beautiful”. This is going to be like a testimony. When I was taking a break, I wasn’t happy. I’m much happier now. Ok, night.
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
Monday, October 20, 2008
Today (my pen just ran out of ink)... where do i start? I could talk about my sleepless freezing night, but i think i will start when i woke up around 6:30. I got all my things put away, went to the bathroom, then took all my stuff down to the patio where i read my book "The Divinci Code" while i sipped hot lemon and ate oat porridge. I finished and set off at 7:30. The first half was good. I stopped once to have some more hot lemon and chapatti bread while i read some more. I don't exactly remember when my right arch started hurting, but the last half of the journey took considerable longer then the first. I got to Deorali at about 5:15 and didn't make my goal of MBC (Machapuchare Base Camp) today although it will only take me about 5 hours to get to ABC (Annapurna Base Camp) tomorrow. I searched around Deorali for a room and didn't find anything. Finally, a man told me i could stay in "a dungeon" of a room that looked similar to the first one i stayed in. he looked around and said "50 rupees, don't tell anyone". I smiled at my 25 rs savings and went into the dining hall. Actually, i've been sitting here reading my book while i had some more hot lemon, fried noodles w/egg, and an apple roll. All were delicious. I read a little bit more, then started writing this. I can't wait for tomorrow to see the view of the mountains. The clouds move in [during] the afternoon so i didn't get to see them tonight. Nobody in the dining room speaks Enlglish... Some speak broken English, but it's not the same. It's kind of lonely up here. It would definitely be much better if i came back with [a girlfriend] and we took 6 days to do it instead of 3... next time. Ok, i just stepped outside and looked up... The clouds are gone and i see the outline of this massive mountain. It truly is a jaw dropping sight. I said "oh wow" out loud to myself. It is very beautiful.
Thursday, October 16, 2008
1 month left. I bought a train ticket to Chendu. I leave tomorrow. Over breakfast, I heard a Boys 2 Men song done by orchestra. Very weird. Picked up a book on superstring theory. Hopefully my brain will be fried. OH, I’m going to try out the hard sleeper. It was more than double the price. Better be worth it. It’s getting cold. I may have to purchase more clothes. We’ll see. I went to an internet café because I wanted the lyrics to “Do I Disappoint you”, by Rufus Wainwright. I’ve been singing it a lot, but muttered some of the parts, anyway, kind of thought it was a love song until I red a line that used the words “crush you bloody skull”. I guess not. I’ll get the lyrics tomorrow. I was too shocked to write them down today. Oh, also, I had a religious discussion with Al. I guess it wasn’t a discussion, I explained that the FLDS were not part of our religion (he thought they were), then we talked about genealogy and baptisms for the dead./ I’m really frustrated with myself. I bought a pull over. That’s not why I’m frustrated. I think I look good in it and I wanted to show [girlfriend at the time] so I changed the format on my camera to small jpeg instead of large RAW. Anyway, I forgot to change it back and [when i went out shooting later] I got some really good shots, at least I liked them. Anyway I got a whole bunch of these shots and their crap because their in small format. Bah. I look good in the pull over though.
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
Thursday, September 25, 2008
Monday, September 22, 2008
Saturday, September 20, 2008
Friday, September 12, 2008
Tuesday, September 9, 2008
Friday, September 5, 2008
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
While i walked to the five story stupa, i bought 5 jeery [a sweet snack] and a pack of bonbons [another sweet snack] which i intend to nibble on while i read and write this. The bonbons i intend to nibble on, the jerry is already gone. Well...I didn't nibble on the bonbons as i intended. Instead, i ate them one after another. They were good though. Oh, i forgot to tell you that a bird pooped on me today. It hit my camera case. I've never been pooped on before. I just thought it was kind of funny.
Monday, August 25, 2008
So...Last night was interesting. I had this dream I was on the roof of an airport with, I think, Nichole and Jill. Anyway, we were up there near the edge and a plane crashed on the runway and Jill started freaking out and fell like 200ft. Anyway, later (we decided not to tell) somebody was asking about her and i got all distraught and went into a bathroom with no toilet. I started going (#1) into the sink and I finished, then i started going again, but for real this time. Luckily i stopped my self before it got out of hand. The damage was done and in the end, i ended up with a spot the size of 1/3 of this page [on the blanket that i wrap myself up with]. I am so embarrassed and only those closest to me will ever find out. [i ended up telling all of my friends, and now posted it on the world wide web]. When i woke up, i was like "oh my goodness, i wet the bed." I am 20 years old and i wet the bed. I blame it on the fact that my bowels haven't gotten used to Kathmandu time and i have to wake up in the middle of the night to use the restroom. So...There it is. I wet myself. I had to change my underwear and today, i decided to wash all my clothes myself. Oh, not only did it effect my underwear, but [it effected] my sweat pants and a small spot on my shirt down near the hem. I kept thinking that i must be dreaming but i wasn't. I am living my worst nightmare. Also, i decided to take a shower today, but will wait until it is warmer. What a wonderful day.
Well...Hope you enjoy. I think i'm going to pick out other instances in my other travel logs and post them. Let me know what you think