The moment many of you have been waiting for has arrived and I have finally returned home. I will save any sappy reflections for the personal conversations I hope to soon have with many of you. This entry is just a quick overview of the last two weeks.
Great Britain: I rented a car in Edinburgh and made a long overdue
Braveheart pilgrimage on a three day drive through the Scottish Highlands. Along the way I made a point to find the ruins of a specific castle north of Wick where I believe my mother’s ancestors may have once resided. I then went south to London to see the sights there. My favorite was the maritime museum in Greenwich. Arriving in the UK was a bit of a culture shock after having spent six months in Asia. It was lovely to once again be in a place were people actually waited in lines and air pollution didn't soil clothes in a single day. I kept pawing everything around me, shocked at how new and clean things were. However, I also immediately missed the ‘anything goes’ atmosphere of the developing states I had visited in Asia.
Iceland: Iceland is an
interesting country. It is essentially a steaming rock made up of nearly 800 volcanoes on a fault line near the Arctic Circle. Because I was there very near to the summer solstice, the sun never set. The country has a small population, but many of the people who live there are strikingly beautiful. The last of my clothes were tattered and dirty from my travels, so I unfortunately was not allowed to enter many of Reykjavik's better nightlife venues. I took a few trips into the countryside, but after days of bitter cold, dreary weather and nonstop daylight, I was ready to leave. My family met me in New York and we returned home from there. After 434 consecutive days away and sixteen countries explored, it feels good to be home.
I am staying with my family for the time being while I sort out a job. Please get in touch.
Cheers,
Gordon
Visited Countries Map
Chasing My RootsMy mother's side of the family descended partially from the Sinclair clan. These are the ruins of the Sinclair family castle in the far north of Scotland, overlooking the North Sea.
Farmhouse RuinsA common sight amidst the lonely landscapes from the sad period of Scottish history known as 'the Clearances'. Many Scots ended up in the New World during that time.
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Some people talk about. Some people dream about it. Others get up and do it. I'm proud of you homey. See you in a month and a half. I'll take you up on the sewage swimming, roof-riding adventures, incessant honking and outdoor bathrooming activities to be had in the DC area...although in reality this wouldn't be all too far off the Gordon and Brent of the past. Nice to know we can stay true to our maniacal sides all the while moving forward. Give the Hazzards my all.
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Congrats man, Brent puts it so well, you actually did it. I loved reading your journal the whole way through your journey and am very glad to have met you, can only aspire now to what you have done. much respect and mail me some time.
Diego (Irl)
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