Category: Tourist By Trade

Every day, it’s a gettin’ faster

Adam

My trip to America has been going well so far. I’ve done almost everything I intended to do (operation buy blue jeans was a success)….except that I didn’t get the chance to see a rediculous amount of people. Sorry about that, next time, I promise. So where to now? Tomorrow afternoon I’m leaving Milwaukee and heading to the woods of woodstock Illinois (famous for being the filming location of Groundhog Day). I’ll be sleeping in my tent for a week during my Wilderness First Responders course which sounds like fun, I’m looking forward to a canned soup diet. maybe. From Illinois I’ll be taking a road trip to Larkspur Colorado, where i’m going to be doing another training course my new work for a bit over a week. and finally from Colorado I’ll be heading out of the US for a few months. I’ll be going to the San Blas Islands in Panama. I’m going to be leading a group of American Students on a trip. it’s going to be fun. I would be showing more pictures of the events of this past month in America but my camera broke in India and I’m delaying my next purchase until the camera I want is available in July (of course I won’t be able to get it until I get back in later August, damn the man). so to everyone i did get a chance to see It was lots o’ fun, and to everyone else, really i promise, next time. smell ya later

A man destined to hang can never drown…

Adam

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.

Don’t even know who’s bed I’m in….

Adam

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.

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

Adam

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.

I think i`m turning japanese

Adam

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

God = dewey decimal system

Adam

I’m getting really bad at keeping my updates timely, or interesting….I’m trying though. So here’s my latest attempt. After leaving the lovely shanghai i made my way to nanjing which was good times, shared by water water and smart (see photos). after that i headed to quingdao which is famous for being an old german area, thus also known for their beer tsingtao, which is sold in plastic bags by the kilo. from there i went to beijing, which was lots of fun, although the tourist attractions were kinda stupid and not worth going to after being through the rest of china. I did however get to see Mr. Mao Zedong in person (although he was dead and stuffed) which makes my second stuffed communist dicator this year…If only i could get to russia in the next two months and see lenin and marx, hmmm…So anyway, about a week in beijing went by quickly and it was time to go. i went to tianjin for two nights before i went to tanggu, my last stop in china. and so it goes covering most of the country and three months later, I took the boat to korea. I got to seoul my first night. and after a long day of preparation yesterday we (me and andy (check Andrew in my friends list) and his roomate) threw a nice two keg (korean kegs are a bit small, but there was also plenty of rice wine going around) party, which leads me to today, where i haven’t really done much of anything. so yeah, I’ll be in korea for the next week or two and then i’m heading to japan, should be expensive, should be cold, should be fun. word.