In the last four years I’ve hitchhiked across more than 25 countries. I’ve camped in the Sahara Desert. I’ve visited the Louvre Museum in Paris. I ate out of dumpsters on the streets of Los Angeles.
I live on a small budget. Everything I own fits into my beat up backpack. It’s all about having time to do the things I want to.
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What was it like for a sixteen year old girl hitchhiking across Canada with a rock band?
“I see many films, and hear many stories about hitchhikers, and they always meet with some crazy guy, who kill them. I see you there, and I think I better give you a ride, because otherwise maybe some crazy guy will come along. You must be careful. Especially here in Australia…”
Traveling with a ‘yes and’ philosophy leads me to strange places. There are no guarantees when you improvise. Lots of time and energy goes into making narratives that lead nowhere and end abruptly. But that’s what adventure is, isn’t it? It’s a voyage into the strange…
I thought MY imagination was twisted…
Super accurate travel guide about Thapae Gate in Chiang Mai.
(+ a bunch of chats w random humans)
Nothing says exotic Thailand like burritos.
Half way up the track we meet Tank, on his ATV.
“Looks like good eating” he comments, peering at the roo between the folds of the tarp. “I’ll give you a ride to the top if there’s a burger in it for me.”
“Sure thing mate, come up for dinner tonight. Kangaroo steaks are on the menu…”
I think every blog post I’ve ever done about Chiang Mai has been at least partly about food… also I’m a dog stalker, as some of you know already.
When Craig and I played music KC was always around. I started to notice that KC really liked certain harmonies. If I played an A or a G chord, she would stretch her neck out and howl a little bit. Like she was singing. The first few times it happened we just laughed and patted her on the head. After a while though, KC’s singing improved and we really started to pay attention…