Boy howdy.
Hi. I'm going to assume that most of the people reading this blog are people who know me, so I'll avoid including a lengthy biographical note here. I was born, as all men were, and will die, as all men eventually do; the river that has carried countless generations before me continues to flow through the ages. There is something comforting in this, at least in the first part, the part not about me dying.
I'm going to New Zealand and then Southeast Asia. I'm leaving in less than 56 hours, as I write this, and will be gone for almost four months. I will now chronicle my previous foreign travel experience:
Canada
Mexico
Germany
This is not a terrifically long list, you say, but I ask: what do you know?*
Point of fact - this list gives an entirely misleading impression of my international travel credibility (ITC). Which is to say, it gives the impression that I have any. I live in Texas, so going to Mexico is like going next door to borrow some sugar, except you can't pay your way through college with the money you made selling sugar out of the back seat of your uncle's Vanagon to well-dressed, red-eyed kids who picked up their habits with their fancy prep school diplomas. You think you're better than me, and why not? But when the jitters set in, it's me you call, day or night, rain or shine. If I had known cocaine was so delicious to you, I wouldn't have given you my cell phone number.
Also worth considering is the fact that Canada can blow me. I mean, seriously, get over yourself, Canada. You aren't that great.
All of which goes to say that I have no business setting out on a trip of this ambition at this point in my life, which is, of course, exactly why I'm going. In any case, this blog will chronicle the trip, and will serve as a way to weasel out of sending emails while I'm away. I hope it will be interesting, as I'm sure my trip will be, and the only trick will be translating the beauty, danger, and sheep of my travels into text. Here's hoping I can pull it off. This is the last moderately self-deprecating thing I will put in this blog. From here on out, it's all mountains I have slept with and sluts I have hiked up. Yeah.
More to come within the next week or so.
* Jack shit.**
** That was hurtful. I'm so, so sorry.
I'm going to New Zealand and then Southeast Asia. I'm leaving in less than 56 hours, as I write this, and will be gone for almost four months. I will now chronicle my previous foreign travel experience:
Canada
Mexico
Germany
This is not a terrifically long list, you say, but I ask: what do you know?*
Point of fact - this list gives an entirely misleading impression of my international travel credibility (ITC). Which is to say, it gives the impression that I have any. I live in Texas, so going to Mexico is like going next door to borrow some sugar, except you can't pay your way through college with the money you made selling sugar out of the back seat of your uncle's Vanagon to well-dressed, red-eyed kids who picked up their habits with their fancy prep school diplomas. You think you're better than me, and why not? But when the jitters set in, it's me you call, day or night, rain or shine. If I had known cocaine was so delicious to you, I wouldn't have given you my cell phone number.
Also worth considering is the fact that Canada can blow me. I mean, seriously, get over yourself, Canada. You aren't that great.
All of which goes to say that I have no business setting out on a trip of this ambition at this point in my life, which is, of course, exactly why I'm going. In any case, this blog will chronicle the trip, and will serve as a way to weasel out of sending emails while I'm away. I hope it will be interesting, as I'm sure my trip will be, and the only trick will be translating the beauty, danger, and sheep of my travels into text. Here's hoping I can pull it off. This is the last moderately self-deprecating thing I will put in this blog. From here on out, it's all mountains I have slept with and sluts I have hiked up. Yeah.
More to come within the next week or so.
* Jack shit.**
** That was hurtful. I'm so, so sorry.
posted by Jeremy at 5:32 PM
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