BW: The Party Is Over
 in July 2007, I quit my job, bought an around the world ticket and set off in search of the perfect Pimm's Cup, the prettiest older women, the true land of the free, the best beach, a place to live, a place to die, a place to have my ashes scattered, a wife or two, a good night's sleep, and great food and wine on the cheap.
I'm back now, having found some of what I was looking for, but not all of it. I'm pretty sure I've written the last interesting thing you will read on here, and that nothing but massive bitching is all I have left.
This is an unedited account of my travels, warts and all, generally written late at night under the influence of copious amounts of vino tinto. Read at your own risk, knowing that it wlll make more sense if you read the days as they happen, rather than working backwards. |
My latest 5 diary entries
| 25th Jun 2009 | ||||
| The Lord takes away and The Lord delivers. Wash it all off in the Mississippi River. | ||||
| I have been to some of the world’s poor places. I have been to some of the world’s sad places. Pisco, Peru eleven months after it was pretty much destroyed by an earthquake was a combination of both. But nothing... | ||||
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| 24th Jun 2009 | ||||
| A Streetcar Named Jesusitsf@ckinghothere. | ||||
| The day started with a voicemail from Jill waiting for me when I turned on my phone and I was off in pretty short order to meet up with her and Chris for lunch. It’s about an 8 minute walk from here to St. Charles ... | ||||
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692 Words | 99 Reads | | Read more | |
| 23rd Jun 2009 | ||||
| Hey, White Boy, What You Doing Uptown? | ||||
| Two years ago on this date I hopped on a Continental flight from Louisville to Mexico City via Houston to test whether or not not I could travel alone, on a budget, in countries where I did not speak the language ... | ||||
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956 Words | 147 Reads | | Read more | |
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| 21st Feb 2009 - 27th Feb 2009 | ||||
| Steamboat things | ||||
| I hopped off of the emotional roller coaster of returning home after four and a half months and hopped on a snowboard. That was Sunday, five days ago. I was nervous as hell. It had been two years. I’m in the w... | ||||
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1466 Words | 316 Reads | | Read more | |
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| 7th Oct 2008 - 14th Oct 2008 | ||||
| Back home, sit down and patch my bones. | ||||
| At first, coming home is not as bad as you thought it would be. At first. You get off of the plane, numb, tired. It’s before noon, and no big deal and the weather in your hometown is wonderful and you start t... | ||||
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4168 Words | 786 Reads | | Read more | |
