Back to life - reopening the shipping container
You can’t normally go back in time, buy today I managed it. This is my
20ft shipping container that holds my past life. Everything that
doesn’t fit into a backpack is in here. If I stop to open any of these
boxes the flood of history threatens to overwhelm me, and I won’t ever
make it out if here.
I feel like Frodo upon making it back to his hobbit hole, "how do you
pick up the threads of an old life?" he asked. Frankly, I don’t know,
I can only go onwards. The future beckons.
I will be posting in the coming days about what is going to happen
with this site. There is so much story still to tell and I have to
tell it. Rest assured both Cesca and I are planning how to split up
the remaining articles.
I hope you stick around to read them, we can only go onwards- let’s do
that together!
July 2nd, 2009 by Mobile
Chummy with the locals
Cute little fella. Trying to dry off out of the wind on Kangaroo
Island, south Australia.
July 1st, 2009 by Mobile
Cambodian Sunset
Bliss. Simple bliss. Not because of the beauty of this sunset, taken
from the top of Angkor Wat. But rather, because the heat will go aling
with it, the brain frying heat that saps all energy. Bring on the dark!
June 30th, 2009 by Mobile
New Zealand Mountains
In the middle of the south island lays some of the most wonderfull
mountains on Earth. Here is a view seen only after fours hours hiking.
Pick your season and you may be the only ones up here. Around the
corner to the right lays an ancient glacier at the feet of mount Cook.
June 29th, 2009 by Mobile
The sky is vast
This was taken just after my momentus bungy jump in New Zealand. I had
an immense sense of posibilities, just as I have now.
June 28th, 2009 by Basho
Magpul PTS AEG review - part one
“Revenge is a dish best served cold”
- Old Klingon Proverb -
June 28th, 2009 by Basho
Hoi An and Hue
Hoi An was once a vibrant trading river port that brought products and Chinese immigrants from all the world. Now, it is mostly a tourist stop justly famous for both tourists and the clothing industry. If you are going to have clothes, shoes, bags or in fact any sort of apparel, made for you in Vietnam then this is the place to have it done. The town is well served by the obligatory Vietnam over-night bus routes, and we entered the north of the city in another of the “crush busses” mentioned before. The crush bus is not any sort of fun and equivalent to a midnight rollercoaster built by an arthritic Albanian octogenarian. After enough hours in such a device you quite lose the fear but never the loathing.
Vietnamese roads are much maligned for being terribly dangerous. This is not strictly true. Yes, compared to the average UK road, these Vietnamese roads are more dangerous, but compared to say driving through an endless desert pursued by homicidal chainsaw wielding bandits while juggling primed hand grenades they will actually come out as “not too bad”.
Twenty hours later we wheeled into Hoi An. Luckily our hotel was steps from the stop and we thankfully crashed down in a nice little room before heading into the town proper for some supper.
Amazing products abound in Hoi An
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July 3rd, 2009 by Mobile
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