It’s the end of the world as we know it, I feel fine.

So I supose I should rewind a few weeks to where I left you off before. I left calcutta and headed to a sunny beach place called Puri where they got lots of hindu pilgrims and lots of legal drugs, hmmmmm…also lots of crap on the beach, and by crap i don’t mean junk, i mean poop (the locals decided it was better to poop in the ocean than anywhere else, leaving the beach nicely, ummm, contaminated? Onwards from Puri I went to a place called Vijayawada for a day and then on to Hyderabad. Hyderabad was good lots of things going on on the streets and nice people and good food, and a nice old fort on a hill with some tombs and stuff, nice. then i took the bus to Bangalore where I stayed for a few days, checking out the “rich” indians, this is where most of the IT offices and callcenters (all those people who answer the phones for your banks) and that kind of thing are located. after Bangalore I took the bus to Chennai, which was allright, but nothing too special, big dirty beaches and good fried fish. After a few days I went to Mamallahpuram which also has some nice beaches and good fish and some old (and new) carvings up on a hill, kind of a quiet town which is nice. from there I headed to Pondicherry which was a good city, big wide streets built by the French, and lots of old buildings built by the French, also a fair amount of foreigners (many of them…French), I also had a chance to go to Auroville which is just near pondicherry and that is a commune type thing which started in the early 1970’s and probably hasn’t grown much since, it seemed quite empty (aside from the enormous golden golfball/epcot center it’s a small world ball) anyway I guess if your into the whole, hippy, no money, bartering, community living, solar kitchen, worshiping someone called “the mother”, kind of thing then maybe Auroville is for you. I also had a chance to go to a place called Gingee which is an area with about 3 old forts (semi connected) up on top of really big cliff type things, they seem to just be enormous rocks with forts on top. anway from Pondicherry i moved to a place called Trichy, with (you guessed it) another fort up on a big hill. then yesterday I came to Kanyakumauri, A.K.A. Cape Comorin. I finally made it to Kanyakumauri, yup the end of the line. Kanyakumauri is the very southern tip of India. From the beach you can join in with hundreds of Indian tourists and watch the sunrise and sunset (of course 12 hours apart, but at the same place). Interestingly, immediately after the sunrise this morning as I was leaving the beach I was stopped by two Indian men looking for an extra in a movie, so today marks my first but not to be my last cinematic experience. I’m no longer an indian film extra virgin, and what a load off my shoulders it is. So I guess there’s nowhere left to go from here except north, so that’s where i’ll be next time. bye.

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A man destined to hang can never drown…

Birthdays come and go, so do new years parties…both of mine were a bit slower this year being celebrated in sunny Kanpur, India. After saying goodbye to the friends I had stayed with for the week I headed to Allahabad which is this years home to the worlds largest religious gathering (around 20,000,000 people) I didn’t get to see the mass crowds cause i was there a few days before the bigness hapens but i could see how it will be caos and people will be trampled to death as they are every time. from there I headed to varanasi which is one of the most religious places for hindus and kinda for budists, it’s where the dead people are burned and there ashes get thrown into the water of the ganges river. theres also open sewers, and people doing laundry, and dolphins (really, fresh water dolphins), and lots of other fun stuff going into the river…Including me. I went for a brief (very brief) yet complete rinse in the ganges river, my hindu soul has never been so….whatever is suposed to happen post swim. i hung out for a few days in varanasi and headed off to kalkota (calcutta) which is where I am now. I saw mother theresa’s grave today, it’s true she’s dead. anyway, things are going well and i’m going to be heading south soon which makes me warm just thinking about it. I guess that’s all I got for now, so i’m gonna make like a baby and head out.

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Don’t even know who’s bed I’m in….

Where do I start, where do I begin? It’s been quite an interesting month starting about 30 days ago on my arrival in bangkok. In the past month I’ve gotten to see some people who I haven’t seen in a long time, I also met lots of new people that I don’t think I’ll be forgetting any time soon, I also saw the King of Thailand. I spent the entire month in bangkok, mostly walking around aimlessly during the days and having many great drinking nights. So It was finally time to leave and yesterday morning I boarded Air Biman (royal bangladesh airlines) and flew to Dhaka, Bangladesh. When I arrived I went to get my bag….It was not there. The airline told me it was to be forwarded to Delhi, my final destination, but when we looked in the container with all the onward baggage it was also not to be found. so…If it’s not in Dhaka and it’s not going to Delhi, then where the fuck is it? We would all like to know. so after about an hour of searching the Dhaka international airport luggage room and not finding it they convinced me to go to the hotel and fly to delhi, and make my formal complaint in delhi. so I went to the hotel, probably looking more sad than ever before (this year at least). I sat around the hotel for a while and had my dinner, and sometime around 9 at night the hotel clerk came and found me and said I had to go to the airport. So i ran downstairs and they drove me back to the airport, i went in and there it was, in all it’s beauty. some crazy fool (apparently an italian woman) picked up my bag thinking it was hers and luckily she was nice enough to return it. I was then instantly happy again. So besides that craziness, Dhaka, fucking shit that place is crazy. It was quite possibly the most fucked up place i’ve seen yet, there were lots of soldiers with AK47’s in the airport and there was a big fence around the front doors and lots of people were trying to push through the gates and just general insanity, then you get on the dusty dirt roads and swerve around the cows and the rickshaw’s and other random shit in the roads. it was lots of fun. reminded me of indonesia. so this morning me and another girl took a rickshaw ride for about half an hour to see the city although i did feel bad for the guy peddaling, that’s what they do. so then with another delayed flight we finally went to the airport and boarded, india here we come. the flight was good enough, although i was on the oldest plane i think i’ve ever flown on (I’m guessing by the orange disco like interior that it was around 30 years old). I was able to see Mt. Everest and the rest of the himalayas, everything including Bhutan and Nepal, nice. Then we landed in Delhi. This is a brief message to everyone who told me Delhi is the craziest, weirdest place they’ve been: GO TO BANGLADESH. India seems alright, I’ve already had some great food and seen some interesting stuff, including the cows on the streets in the middle of town. I think I’m gonna have lots of fun here, the people are really nice and the food is good. I supose that’s where I’m going to have to leave you all, cause that’s all I can remember for now.

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I’m going going, back back, to bangkok bangkok (i’m goooooinng)

I had an interesting experience this morning, when i was in the shower i closed my eyes for a second and when i opened them i realized…fuck me, i’m in bangkok again. it’s weird to be back cause it’s been like 7 months and i’ve done so much since i was here last, and now i’m back, and it’s a perfect sunny day. Japan was good, nice people and all but it was way too expensive for my budget now and winter was coming fast. the last two days i was in tokyo were raining and it was freezing out…making me so glad to be in bangkok now. i had a good flight and managed to get about 3 and a half movies in and when i slept at the airport when i got there cause i didn’t want to come into town at 1 in the morning. i’ll be around bangkok for a few days getting my india visa and plane tickets ready, and then i’m going off to some islands (i think). and around december 18th i’m off to india. so yeah, that’s all i got for now.

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I think i`m turning japanese

on and on we go…I left Seoul after about six days of walking around and being a good ol tourist and headed to Pusan (or Busan depending on which map you choose to read). Pusan was actually really nice, better than I expected although equally as expensive as i expected. One good way to avoid the expenses in Korea, gym jil bong (i couldn`t tell you how it`s actually spelled but that`s how it sounds). what it is, is a sauna/bathouse/gym/restraunt/spa/lounge/whatever, and you pay about $7 a night to use all the good stuff they got and when you get tired you go to sleep, wherever you want, most people prefer the floor. so when you wake up in the morning all the kids who couldn`t make it home from the bars and all the other folks around are sleeping around you on the floor, i would guess there were about 70 people or more, it:s a heated tile floor and they give you sheets and little pillows…but don:t fool yourself, it:s still the floor. anyway, i stayed there for about 4 days before i decided to get on my way and so that:s what i did. early morning i headed to the ferry terminal and got the first boat to japan. Nice ride on a double hydrofoil (look it up), 3 hours, not bad. getting into japan was interesting, after incorectly answering the questions of what is the adress i will be staying at and where is my return ticket I was brought into the “little room for my privacy”, yeah, sure. so after my bags got thoroughly searched and i got a good pat down they decided to let me in, and I caught a bus into town (Fukuoko). after searching for a cheap hotel I realized I was not going to find one and after a few more hours of shock at the prices I settled into my only logical choice, that:s right, capsule hotel style excitement, again the works with the spa/massage/bathouse/random stuff/capsule`s the size of fucking coffins. It actually wasn:t so bad, except that I had to pay $35 to sleep in a fucking capsule, what the fuck. so again moving onwards, i realized that japan was gonna be a bit harsh on my budget so i planned out my trip a bit more than i would normally like to do but i had no choice, so this morning i got on a bus and headed to nagasaki. I checked out the Hypocenter of the A-bomb and the peace park and all the stuff that goes along with nuclear bombs. Then I walked around until it got dark and had my first japanese sushi (I gotta tell you it was supermarket premade shit, and i:ve had way better in other places…hmmmmm). so that leaves me here talking to you all and I:m gonna go home and go to bed soon. I should be in japan for about three weeks. Ok stop reading now

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