Age: 25
Height: Somewhat great
Weight: Carrying that
Eyes: Hungry
Hair: Seasonal
Likes: Outdoors, cheddar cheese, new places, golf, anti-Nickelbackism, hockey, Old Spice, salmon-salad sandwiches, dogs, sunshine, pork products, drums, pressure-washers, George Carlin, oceans, power-naps, stretching, Belgian beer, hammocks, yelling at cats, photography, one-piece ski-suits, high-places, winning flip-cup tournaments, friends, & family.
Dislikes: Snakes, movie previews, mushrooms, people with joint e-mail accounts, bugs that fly into your ear, middle seats, actresses named “Bloan Jewrack,” Super Mario World 2 (worst follow-up EVER), running through swamps, tall redheads named Sam Saintonge, impatience, exploding blenders, traffic, beets, drinking OJ after brushing teeth, & loud grandfather clocks.
Don't Acquire Things... Acquire Experiences.
Ho Chi Minh City (Saigon) After catching a "red-eye" flight from Manila we landed at the Saigon International Airport after proper working hours. We would once again have to find accomodation past working hours. Since we had dispensed the remainder of our Philippine Pesos at Aquino International in Manila, we had to convince our cab driver to stop for Vietnamese dong from one of the local ATMs. Not surprisingly, he picked an ATM located on the same street corner "coincidentally" occupied by several Saigon hookers - it was hard for me not to think of the Chris Farley line (for those who have seen Dirty Work). Though we had used Geoff's lonely planet to narrow down our room selections, it had become habitual for us to end up at something "off the map." Plus, we were
... read morePhnom Penh Considering the length of our previous trips, the bus ride from Saigon seemed to be a quick one. We had left the chaotic streets of Ho Chi Minh and one of the world's last Communist strongholds and crossed into Cambodia. Before arriving, I had already compiled a list of things "not to miss" while in the country: guns and bugs. Literally. As our bus pulled up in downtown Phnom Penh, we were greeted by hordes of locals tapping on the sides and flashing signs advertising their tuk-tuks or transport service. Now that's persistence! We kept our wits about us, grabbed our packs, and threaded our way through the anxious mob towards a Chinese cafe across the street. There, we collected our thoughts and looked at our map for accommodation. After figuring out that we
... read moreMANILA, LUZON After spending the day in Singapore, we boarded a flight to Manila, Philippines. It was a last minute decision to venture over to the archipelago. We had no particular reason for going, just the fact that not many backpackers seem to stray from the mainland hubs of Thailand, Cambodia, Laos, and Vietnam - so we would once again be entering the unknown. Things got off on the right foot when we landed at Clark International Airport, 40km north of downtown. The airport was named after me. BOOYAH. We were pleasantly surprised to find an air conditioned bus that would take us to Pasay City located in the southern part of Manila. From there, we would find a taxi to take us to the downtown district. As usual, we didn't know where we were staying
... read more BALI We touched down in Denpasar sans cash and later than expected. We would have to grab some Indonesian rupiah (10,000 rupiah roughly equaling $1 CDN) to keep us afloat for the next few weeks. The ATMs, however, were on the other side of customs where we were required to pay for a 30-day entry VISA. This, for Indonesians, proved to be no problem. In charades-like fashion to one of the border guards, I pointed to the bank machines. Without hesitation, he stood aside and allowed us to pass. We had entered Indonesia without even passing immigration...ha! We legally would about 15 minutes later... Apart from the relaxed attitude of most Indonesians during our first moments in the country, we swallowed hard after reading the sign looming in front of us: "Death Penalty for Possession
... read morePERHENTIAN ISLANDS We arrived at Sungai Kolok (Thai-Malay) border by foot after being dropped off by our minibus in the pouring rain. We had crossed about six military checkpoints along with three 7-11's for the journey down so we were itching for a change of scenery (or country for that matter). Along the way, we met Lucas & Giovano, two Brazilians also heading south towards the Perhentians. After passing through a Thai-checkpoint to have our visas taken and to certify that we were no longer walking dollar-signs, we strolled into Malaysia. Lucas & Giovanno, however, would have to wait a little longer. Turns out every citizen of a South American country had to be checked for yellow fever at the Malay border. Fortunately for them, no rubber gloves came out. Our plan, for the time being,
... read moreKO TAO We arose sometime before 5:30am (which is sometime before the roosters do their cock-a-doodle-doo routine here) to catch a shuttle bus to the Chumphon pier. From there, where we hopped a 2 1/2 hour ferry to Ko Tao: the self-proclaimed 'diving-mecca' of southeast Asia. The plan was to spend 4 days or long enough for me to at least PASS my PADI open water diving course. Geoff had been certified several months prior in Fiji so this proved to be a golden opportunity for me to catch-up. The price was also really cheap compared to back home - something just under $300 CDN which included our room for 4 nights. So this wasn't too shabby... unlike the monk blessing we'd had in Bangkok...ouch. We noticed that between our bus ride to the pier and
... read moreMy flight from Vancouver to Taipei had been delayed several hours at YVR so luckily I was treated to an entire row of unoccupied seats for the 14 hour trip. My feet, however, still managed to hang over the aisles. Despite getting a sore throat from either the plane's recirculated air or 3rd-degree burn instant coffee, I landed in Bangkok via Taipei and Hong Kong after about 18 hours. Can you spell jet lag? I hopped in a cab for the Silom district in southern Bangkok where we had arranged a hostel for the first few nights. Thinking that I would be exchanging some high-fives and chest bumps with Mr. Geoffrey Brooks upon arrival, I soon found out through a very broken Thai exchange with the front desk that Geoff had just taken off to the
... read moreI flew in to YVR late Monday night but luckily had arranged for VIP transportation courtesy of Mr. Dave Moriarty, an old pal from elementary school. He had reserved his "in-demand" couch for a couple of days during my stay in town. He shares a two bedroom apartment with his best friend Jon from high school just south of downtown so it was perfect territory for planting my big awkward feet. Just to give a little background on Dave: we met in grade 1 after I moved back from England with the Davis clan. Seeing as how I had a British schoolboy accent at that time and Dave had Irish blood, it seemed to be a very unusual courtship as there were no fists, pint glasses, or slanderous remarks pertaining to religion thrown back-and-forth. Then again,
... read more3 months in SE Asia, 2 gentleman, 1 adventure, zero itinerary. GAME ON! I'm taking off for a couple of months to backpack southeast Asia with a not-so-old buddy named Mr. Geoffrey "Milk Bag" Brooks (sorry bud... Luke made me do it). Here's a link to his travel blog if you're looking for another play-by-play: www.mytb.org/Brooksie We've only known each other for a couple of years, when Geoff decided to take off on a year-long excursion and mentioned that Southeast Asia would be included as one of his stops, the opportunity for a double-impact adventure sounded too good to be true. After long discussions in the cave at 9 Donlea (sorry Andy I had to mention it) the plan was set to meet up for a leg of his trip starting in Bangkok sometime in September.
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