First off, my name is not Adrian, but appearantly I look exactly like an Adrian, according to a girl I met in the Steamworks in Vancouver. Adrian, is also much easier to pronounce than my real name.
I recently finished studying, tried myself on some work, but as I didn't get paid I sold all my stuff and decided to drift around the Americas a bit (I live in NZ). Yep, that is right, this trip is not organised but governed by opportunities, "signs", no pre-booked hotels, places I have to be at certain times, just happily floating around, meeting people and going from there.
One more point, I also changed the names of the people mentioned, again my suspicious mind about privacy in the net. Anyways, everything else is real...Oh, and sorry to all the real adrian drifter out there, they have nothing to do with this blog....
p.s. more photos can be found here: http://adrian-drifter.deviantart.com/
February 19th 2011
I went to El Salvador but I didnt find the peace that I was so desperately looking for. I couldnt get money out at the ATM and I didnt want to go to San Salvador, just for that, equally spooked by the stories of other travellers telling me, that they couldnt get any. Not good news either. The beach was an expensive shanty town, the hostel located next to a mangrove that would also be described as a stinky mosquito infested estuary. The host family was very nice though, we practiced our english and spanish, watching coloumbian soap operas which mainly resemble soft porn. Rented a board and went sunrise surfing. It was windstill, glassy and clean as you would expect what I didnt want to see were the 50 other surfers that also got up, ... read more
February 19th 2011
So the other great thing to see in chiapas is appearantly, Palenque, well actually not Palenque, that is just a boring ugly town, but if you take a collectivo for another 15 min or so you end up in El Panchan right next to amazing pyramids. El Panchen again by itself is a bit weird, some 5 hostels, mixed together in a tourist zone, a huge restaurant, a bookshop a tatoo artist, people selling artisan crafts.... I felt like "the beach" with lots of hippies but no beach, and spacey mushroom trips to an adjacent waterfall instead of weed farmers. We stayed almost a week, playing some gigs in the rain forrest and of course we went over to see the pyramids. These were very different to the ones in Oaxaca and D.F. mainly because it ... read more
February 14th 2011
Go to chiapas, everyone told me, THE place to be. Noone could actually tell me what was so cool about it but they mentioned two things, San Christobal and Palenque. The rainbow festival was about to be held in Palenque too, so I thought it would be a good idea to get there. We never made it to the festival, it was moved to some other weekend, the organisation team got arrested, whatever. I pretty much had enough of the beaches of Oaxaca, so we went to the lovely town of Pachutla to get a night bus to San christobal. Yeah that didnt work, no buses, no seats at least not for six people but we also did not want to stay here, instead we took a bus towards San Christobal. Actually we took 4 different ... read more
January 1st 2011
We arrived in Puerto Escondido in the early morning, camping in front of a hostel until they led us in and we crashed. The bus ride was a diseaster, the whole idea of taking a night ride and getting some sleep was lost thanks to a rally driver and his shit taste in music. At some point I popped some mystery pill I obtained at a stop and it did the job. While my head was banging against the window I happily fell into sleep, being awake and asleep at the same time and not giving a shit about it. I didnt like Puerto Escondido. Maybe because there were no waves, this being one of the top ten surf spots in the world it is quite a big thing. However, I managed to talk a beginner, ... read more
December 30th 2010
Oaxaca was an interesting place for me, I couchsurfed for the first time in mexico. And couldnt have got it any better. My host was a spanish teacher and taught me some basics in return I gave him some lessons in german. We spent a lot of time walking the streets of Oaxaca, making contact with some stencil artist having an exhibition in the middle of town. We visited their atelier at the old train station where a circus of probably american acrobats were rehearsing their show. A battered old school bus was their home and backdrop to a couple performing arial accrobacy while dressed up old men tried to lure some more people to their show. "Ah you are not here to stay for the theatre, dont worry it most likely will be shit anyway..." ... read more
December 9th 2010
The Pyramides where the reason for me to go to mexico city. I had heard a lot of these, a friend back home told me how weird it is to see pyramides and the smog of a city. Mario had a rough idea where to go. Take the metro to Indios Verdes and from there ask around. Sweet. I decided to go ealry in the morning thinking that there should be no rush hour, it was sunday after all... yeah right! What do all these people do, where do they go, church? It took me a good half hour in the taxi, then another hour in the relatively packed metro. From there I found a bus (take the last exit J and go to the end of the buses) and boom I was on my way ... read more
December 6th 2010
I left Colima late at night, at 10pm and sat there contemplating what I will do for the next 10 hours of this non-stop bus drive. I had chosen the cheapest ride (ca 700 pesos) that does not provide you with food, your own TV screen or the extra wide seats. It was still very comfortable, the seats reclining almost to a horizontal level, jamming my right leg firmly into place. I should not have worried about entertainment. The TV programm was so aweful that I instantly passed out and only sporadically woke up and stared into the darkness, here and there some lights. By sunrise we were in Mexcio City already, houses passing by. About an hour later at 7 am (fast trip after all) I arrived in Mexcio City. And it was FREEEEZING. I ... read more
December 4th 2010
Mexicans defineatly have figured out the party situations, while I feel having grown up with the taste of beer in my mouth they defineatly have rhythm in their blood. Apart from much tastier things to drink than beer, I just say ponche and agua loca (drink of the devil if you ask me). I was introduced to banda, the mexican folclore. Asking how to dance to it I was told you just have to feel it. Yeah right, me feeling latino music. A glass of agua loca changed this, or at least I didnt care anymore and so we danced away through the night. Wherever you go you hear banda or some kind of mexican music, non of that gringo shit. At the moment the favs are shakiras loca loca loca and we no talk americano... ... read more
December 1st 2010
Today I just feel it, I dont know what it is maybe the lack of sleep (5 hours versus 12 hours yesterday which turned out to be a total shit day). Mexicans say you have to feel it, to be able to dance, to be able to enjoy the food. I am slowliy getting it, what they dont feel is the difference between a "b" and a "v". Ask them if they hear a difference between "vivo" and "bibo" they will look at you as if something was wrong with you. There is no difference they say... it is hilarious. So today, I feel it. I am alive and I love it. I dont care that I look like taki fuego, that I sweat waterfalls, that I take pictures of everything remotely interesting and that I ... read more
November 30th 2010
I have been in Colima for almost 2 weeks now. Why you will ask, you have probably never known that this town even existed (it is about a three hour bus drive west of Guadalajara) and very well off any kind of tourist track. I think I havent seen any tourist since I arrived here. So it is not very surprising that everyone stares at the tall red-skinned dude. "Are you always so red" is probablyt the question I have heard to most. Hell yes, I am white dude (not a gringo!) that gets too much sun, call me Taki fuego por favor, just like the very hot chips :). Orginially I thought about going to Oaxaca to learn spanish for a week but instead I stayed here, my good friend Lee is teaching me and ... read more