Thursday, October 23, 2008
Friday, October 17, 2008
Out Again
I've been back from Korea for almost 2 months now, and the traveling has been nonstop. 3 major trips elapsed, with intermittent rests in Sacramento. The first, and most necessary, was to the Bay area, where I stayed on couches at friend's houses (how blessed am I to be surrounded by good people), and seeing all my siblings. It reminded me that everyone's lives are constantly in motion, but friends are always there for me.
The next adventure led me to Baja California on a bus named Gus, who ran on vegetable oil. The 15 tripgoers all emanated youth and happiness, and we all clicked right away. The dynamic felt so natural planned, even though we were all strangers before. We stopped in Ensenada for food and to have a look around, before embarking on the trek. Hours down a 2 lane highway, and then the turnoff to the dirt road, which went on and on for another 4 hours. We camped out by a pond, with very few and distant neighbors.
We crossed the border through Tecate, said our goodbyes, and I stayed in the LA area for a week and a half. First with a friend from the trip, and then a friend from childhood. I got to see all sorts of friends from old, and friends from college in LA, which evoked unforeseen emotions. Mostly good ones, I'd say.
And now I'm out again, typing away from the McGill campus library in Montreal. I flew out to Boston a few days ago, stayed in a hostel, and without many housing options decided to go straight to Montreal, where I'm visiting my best friend from Berkeley. Walking down a cute avenue I stumbled into a chess cafe and joined in the games. The competition was stiff, but I held my own winning more than losing. One guy remarked that the best players in all of canada come here, and I wouldn't be surprised based on the level I encountered.
Next? Looks like a triangulation to Toronto and back stateside to New York.
I'm feeling like where's waldo.
danthenomad
The next adventure led me to Baja California on a bus named Gus, who ran on vegetable oil. The 15 tripgoers all emanated youth and happiness, and we all clicked right away. The dynamic felt so natural planned, even though we were all strangers before. We stopped in Ensenada for food and to have a look around, before embarking on the trek. Hours down a 2 lane highway, and then the turnoff to the dirt road, which went on and on for another 4 hours. We camped out by a pond, with very few and distant neighbors.
We crossed the border through Tecate, said our goodbyes, and I stayed in the LA area for a week and a half. First with a friend from the trip, and then a friend from childhood. I got to see all sorts of friends from old, and friends from college in LA, which evoked unforeseen emotions. Mostly good ones, I'd say.
And now I'm out again, typing away from the McGill campus library in Montreal. I flew out to Boston a few days ago, stayed in a hostel, and without many housing options decided to go straight to Montreal, where I'm visiting my best friend from Berkeley. Walking down a cute avenue I stumbled into a chess cafe and joined in the games. The competition was stiff, but I held my own winning more than losing. One guy remarked that the best players in all of canada come here, and I wouldn't be surprised based on the level I encountered.
Next? Looks like a triangulation to Toronto and back stateside to New York.
I'm feeling like where's waldo.
danthenomad
Saturday, October 11, 2008
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