Month: May 2012

island blues

The day Andrew and I went hiking around was my best day on the island. We got lost in this lush, palm-forested area and forgot about everybody else.

Being on a beautiful exotic island doesn’t necessarily mean you’re on vacation. Despite the scenery and pleasant breeze that mitigates the heat, this little island trip hasn’t really been the respite I’d hoped for. But, I’m not complaining here, more just trying to organize how I feel about the experience on the island so far. Part of the struggle lies in the fact that what I was accomplishing by leaving America without an agenda was never defined. Roaming around and exploring is a job in itself and supposedly it is good to live life without goals, but I tend to be a pretty structured person. I guess adventure is a good term for the journey we’re on; gaining experience and trying to get out of the stagnation I felt at home was the point. Anyway, we were on the island…

Françoise and the rhythm…a clubbing story

The story of how I found my rhythm, as told mostly in 15-minute increments. Note how it started out as a normal moderately anti-social evening but progressed into something beautiful, something special. Clubbing required me to travel lightweight (no camera)…

lack of sleep, consequences and reform

Our "couch" in Bangkok. It was so hot that when I woke up everywhere my body had touched the bed was wet.

It’s 11:42 and I’m lying on the mattress in the room where Andrew and I are couchsurfing, physically and mentally worn out but having trouble resting. The constant otherworldly humidity coupled with the lack of sleep has finally caught up…

pre-Bangkok paranoia

Bangkok customs line for the reticent.

Andrew and I arrived in Bangkok this morning at 05:30. There was some slight concern as to what our experience entering Bangkok would be like due to an interesting interaction I had with an airline employee. Don’t worry, it didn’t…

DFW–>SFO

Sitting on the plane from Dallas to San Francisco, the first of three flights of the journey from the Dallas to Bangkok, I wasn’t really tired but I fell asleep for a few hours after getting restless while reading. Every so often gravity started anchoring my head down and as it fell I would wake up in a rush before I drifted off. The pilot announced we were about to cross the Sierra Nevadas and…

Palo Duro Canyon roadtrip

Seeing all the colors of the new world...

In honor of spring and the upcoming trip to Southeast Asia, Andrew, Shawna and I decided we should practice the habit of finding adventure wherever we happen to be.  Our typical routine in the area we live in (Dallas/Fort Worth…