Beach Busking & BBQ with Bob (Again) – Kuantan, Malaysia
“You don’t have any money left at all? Where are you sleeping?” I ask Bob.
“Well… unfortunately, last night I slept under the roof of the public toilet in the park” he admits…
“You don’t have any money left at all? Where are you sleeping?” I ask Bob.
“Well… unfortunately, last night I slept under the roof of the public toilet in the park” he admits…
“I flick the flashlight in the direction of the treeline and the light is shot back at me from five, six, maybe eight sets of flickering eyes. Dogs…
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…”
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…
“Listen man, you got me at the wrong time. Normally I would try and have a conversation with you about this but I just hit my head really hard on the bathroom door frame, and I have no patience for your stupidity right now…”
He’s an old guy. What am I going to do? I think about going ahead of him, but it seems childish, and I can picture us trying to one up each other for hours, going further and further up the road…
All my Czech friends are always banging on about how beautiful it is, and they weren’t exaggerating. I find a little mossy clearing on the bank of the lake to pitch my tent. Green leafy shrubbery, cool water, shady trees and warm sun…
I’m always looking for ways to stretch my dollars further, and I have found some simple ways to reduce my food budget.
Even in an expensive country like Australia, you can eat for as little as US$1.50 per day…
Gets me thinking about why I do this silly stuff that I do.
Endless roaming. Hand to mouth existence. Broken relationships…
Not sure I have a good explanation.
Like Chiang Mai, in Thailand, Quito has become a very popular place with the nomad expat crowd, and after spending a few days here, it’s easy to see why. Low cost rent. Great, cheap restaurants…
Coming from Australia, New Zealand is familiar, but also oddly different. One obvious difference is the size of the lumps. The landscape here looks a bit like Australia, only stretched, like someone scaled a picture on Photoshop…
Less is usually more, when it comes to gear, but some things are so useful, you just got to have ’em! Every item on this list is worth it’s weight, ten times over.