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You can pretty much make pizza out of anything, why not something delicious like tortillas?
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Ever wondered about some of the exciting things that go on behind the scenes of long term travel?
In episode two I finally find the enchanted lake. As the legend goes, at midnight each evening a castle made of gold rises out of the lake, however if you see it you are then banished to live in it forever.
I was given the gps location of what was meant to be some stellar mountian views in back country Colombia,
Back to Colombia, back to reality.
Want to watch five minutes of fun from when I wake up in Canada to being back in Colombia? I would find myself in a sombrero, hands wrapped around a large penis, a blonde & smiling ear to ear. Was this really as bad as I thought it was going to be?
The Trump administration had kicked him out of America & sent him to live on the streets of Colombia, starving, broke, lost, lonely & depressed.
I finally made it on the Amazing Race!
Races are not typically for me, I’m not really all that competitive. I once ended up coaching an 8-10years olds Really, I’m running out of land?
An odd thing occurs when you drive across the Americas… You realize that in fact the world is not so big and that in fact you will eventually run out of land. One of the great treats of long term adventure travel is that I usually have more time than money. Unlike the two week warriors who have the option to put it all on their credit card and deal with the ramifications later.
There is one small problem when driving the length of the Americas, well actually there are countless problems. Like say when you get a flat tyre on some shit dirt roads in Mexico, or maybe when a cop flags you down and try’s to fleece you for cash so you need to sit and wait him out until he gets really pissed off.
I am forever amazed by places that attract tourists in hoards for their world enhancing wonders. Say the big banana in Coffs Harbour Australia, is that a banana in your country or are you just happy to see me?
At the most opportune of moments, my memory seems to dig up and dust off some random piece of stored information or bizarre theme song to make me laugh alone in my helmet. This, of course, repeats itself for hours and hours on end as I have no other distractions and refuse to wear ear buds with music playing in while I ride. At least I refuse to since I lost my hearing for ten days since I first tried that.
A pictures worth a thousand words, maybe that’s why I talk so much? Well my new camera isn’t so hot since the last one fell in the ocean on the Baja and I replaced it with a substandard one in Mexico.
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