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The new (new) plan*

Howdy readers,

You may have the distinct impression that I haven’t been writing during my 2 radio silent months–but you’d be wrong!

In an effort to re-jumpstart this here blog–a blog for which my enthusiasm hasn’t waned–I’m enacting the new (new) plan. In addition to embracing all things far-out n groovy as bonafide subject material I’m going to be posting up all the posts I’ve written over the months yet failed to publish. Yes, there will also be some nifty living in the present blog posts (sneak peak: elephants and chasing destiny!).

You shall be treated to re-enactments of visiting the world’s largest subterranean cavern at Mulu Caves in Borneo, read my struggles attempting to rationalize the complex ethics of adult entertainment and the sex trade (racey-stuff that will probably bother my mother a bit…) and read my wide-eyed but participatory attempt at assimilating into the Laos backpacker scene.

And yes, I really should post more photos…

So there you have it: writings from the past about the past being presented as present sometime soon in the future. And hopefully the new (new) plan sates those two months of bloggy starvation.

Xoxo,

~L

*subject to future revision šŸ˜‰

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Musings upon the peculiarities of transit

Boats, buses, bicycles. Planes, trains, a pied. Motorbike, scooter, tuk tuk, song teaw. Taxi-Brousseau, minibus, coach, tro tro.

Transit: the much-blighted, much-glorified, always late, blissfully on time, cause of consternation, cause of fascination… It’s the necessary evil of travel–or the invitation for zen depending upon a myriad of mercurial factors including, temperature (which directly correlates to body odor), weariness, lack of sleep, legroom, the view, the ventilation, the company, the price, duration, inebriation, padding (usually lack there of), noise, vibrations, drivers skill, restroom availability, luggage security, hunger, thirst and sunlight. Continue reading


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Strange habituƩs

Oh Lordy, I’m speaking French for the first time in years. Oh dear this is quite a challenge.

My seatmate to Chiang Mai is a Frenchman who does not understand the security instructions on our air Asia flight… So I am to translate for him. How doubly humorous that I am to translate and that what I am translating seems so silly and so, so “budget airline” (or something).

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We are sitting at the gate and have been instructed NOT to fasten our seatbelts. Continue reading