(Alternate titles: Como-ver it, and Our time went Shitaly). Note: Any complaints about the infrequency of blog entries should be filed directly to the members of state representing the European Union and the affiliates of the European Economic Area. 10 euro an hour for internet is such an injustice that there exists no word to describe it, so i must make them up. Internet in Europe is absolutely blaspotent. That said, keyboard al gratis has found its way under my fingers so the chronicle can continue. Last report had us bouncing through Europe with a variety of at home contacts to [View Full Entry]

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Haha, yeah right. April Fools Suckers. [View Full Entry]

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Here's a riddle for you. What's the one thing that no matter where you travel, what monument you see and how much money you spend, you can never find it. You'll never see it on any map. Every plane trip, boat ride and bus ride takes you further away. Everyone has been there, but it's always a different place. The answer is home. No, we didn't return to the glories and spoils of southern California. Home decided to pay us a little visit along our way. Boy howdy were we ready for it. We had just come from our incredible week [View Full Entry]

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Two blogs in 6 days? You may be asking yourself, "what amazing adventures could they possibly be doing that warent such promptness? Also shouldn't i put on some pants?" The fact is that the reason I'm sitting inside an internet cafe, writing a blog is because here I am safe. I don't have to go out there. Into the wild. Into Egypt. We took a short flight (9 hours is short for us) into Jo-Burg to Cairo and landed early morning, thus exchanging our internal soundtracks officially from The Lion King to Aladdin. We immedietly set about catching a cab to [View Full Entry]

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(1985 Eddie Murphy hit produced by Rick James? Anyone? No. Ok. On with the Blog) We've been busy little Springboks since we last checked into the Blogosphere. Mostly that means we've spent an unspeakable amount of time on the bus. These aren't your luxorious, posh, climate controlled, "hey Jenny should i have my complimentary champagne before or after the film?" Argentine buses. These are cramped, sweltering, late, scary, local in your lap, "Hey, Jenny I just walked in on a fat naked woman shooting up heroine in the bus bathroom." African buses. (actually happened, i thought the roads were way too [View Full Entry]

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So after four incredible days scouting out the 'Big 5' at Kruger National Park, Mike and I were brought back to Jo'burg for about 8 hours until the next morning when we were picked at 6 AM to head to Botswana! It was a riveting day of 13 hours in the mini-bus where we arrived in Francistown to set up camp. Welcome to Roughing It 101. So I'll be the first to admit that I have only been camping once, but after this ten day experience I laugh at people who take longer than 2 minutes to put up a tent. [View Full Entry]

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(In order to convey the feelings i had while writing this blog, please have the following paragraph read out loud by an overexcited, out of breath 5 year old.) This one time in Africa. We saw Lions. And Zebra. And went on a boat. And Then. There was this huge waterfall. And Hippos. And We ate cake made of candy bars. And there were monkeys. And I jumped off a bridge. And we rode in a big truck. And we went to a birthday party. And we played with baby lions. And then I pooped in a hole. Needless to say, [View Full Entry]

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Caparinhas. Sunscreen. Sunburns. Hammock naps. Açai (pronounced A Sie Ee) simple and Acai con granola. Acerola con laranja sucos. Snorkeling. High season prices. Paradise. Mystery Rash. This has pretty much been our life for the past month. Brazil has been one long beach trip, which is exactly what we wanted. After we left Buzios we went back to our beloved Rio for a couple more days before heading south again to Ilha Grande. The first night we arrived in Rio we went straight to Beach Sucos which was our favorite snack shop while staying in Ipanema. While there low and behold [View Full Entry]

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My first steps of 2008 were made with a limp. It was early morning Jan. 1st. Jenny and I hit the pavement in search of refueling sustanance. We were coming off a night that neither of us will ever forget. The evening burned an indelible mark on both of our minds, but we were more concerned with the physical marks that New Year's 2008 had left behind. My body in particular was left battered from our revelry. My head pounded, my stomach roared with hunger, blood flowed from a gash on my left elbow, and my right knee which I had [View Full Entry]

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I tried to just forget it. I thought if I just go back to sleep I won´t have to deal with it. But the urge would not and could not be suppressed. Fine...I´ll succumb to this feeling, but I´ll fight until the end. I unwillingly emerged from a warm oven of body heat and blankets and gently pressed my big toe to the tile floor below. I immediately quivered but knew I had to go on. Aside from the chill that stuck me awake I was in total darkness. With my hands out in front of me I slowly crept forward [View Full Entry]

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