tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61993072012-02-16T11:36:27.600-08:00Joe's wild, zany adventures to Nepal and at home.Josephhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07333698478834208628noreply@blogger.comBlogger1521100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6199307.post-1305146882040114262008-04-21T22:06:00.001-07:002008-04-21T22:10:30.899-07:00

That's Cassius, so named due to the fact that he is a polydactyl cat. Extra claws. On one paw he has seven and on the other he has eight. Apparently this will make him quite a climber. How does this make him named Cassius? It looks like he's wearing boxing gloves. So he's Cassius Clay. SPC's kids had no idea who that was, but they JCK knew who Muhammad Ali was. I'm pushing for having him

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In the wake of today's revelation on the massive sheet of ice that detached it's self from Antarctica, I thought I'd weigh in with my opinion of Global Warming. It's happening. The world is getting warmer due to the emission of green house gasses by the human race (and to a lesser extent animals. Let's not forget the methane expelled by millions of stock animals. That we eat. Yummy lamb.)

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Met up with CB today for a track workout. We did a warm up, then the "corners" drill. Run the edge of the pitch, exercise at the corners. Abs here, push-ups there, core here, pull-ups there. It's been a while since we worked out. I'll be sore tomorrow. It was nice to catch up with him. I hadn't seen him in several months. Seems to be how I've been with a few to many of friends. I'm

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Fine then. A juicy tid bit. One of my, eh, more recent posts was a Top Ten of sorts and my number 10 was that I wasn't sure I'd ever fall in love again. Of course realisticly I knew it was unlikely that I wouldn't, but at that point ( a year ago ) it had been four years since I had met anyone who really made me feel alive. My dating life was going well enough, but in January of last year I

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The year mark. I think I barely beat it. Anyhow, as I'm sure you can imagine a wee bit has happened in the past year. This isn't going to be a huge post, in fact it's going to end shortly, it's after 10 and I need to get some sleep. Still alive and plugging along in life. More of the interesting stuff later.

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Do you know what a Y.F.C. is? I didn't. Not until about a year ago. Apparently I was not the only one caught unaware. I was out to dinner with some friends and the check came. Dividing up the bill, we each owed a particular amount. We all broke out our wallets scrounging for change, and I believe it was AC who said "All I have are YFC's." Huh? What's that? A Yuppie Food Coupon. Huh? A

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And I'll say it again. NOTHING in the world funnier than a nut shot.Slalom Skier Nutshot - Click Here for more great videos and pictures!Listen for the scream.

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So last night was S&S house warming party. I hadn't planned on staying particularly late, but ended up leaving at about 2, and it was actually three. Not bad on most weekends, but I told CB that I would take him to the airport. In San Fran. At 5. AM. He was nice and let sleep till 5:15. The drive over was smooth as was the return trip. I got back to sleep around 6:20. At 9:30 the manager

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Excitement. Today, this weekend, April, for a while.Today. I made my bed (shaddup). Changed the sheets, put on the duvet cover ( I always struggle with this). Puffed up the feather bed, rotated the mattress. So excited, my bed will be so comfy tonight. It's like four feet tall. :DThis weekend. I have Sat, Sun, Mon off. I'm going to Hawaii. The Cuz is free, WB is free. It's on like

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Got this from SH:RULES: Each player of this game starts off with 10 weird things/habits/little known facts about yourself. People who get tagged need to write a blog of their own 10 weird habits/things/little known facts as well as state this rule clearly. At the end you need to choose 10 people to be tagged and list their names. No tag backs.1) When I shower in the morning (which is EVERYDAY), I

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It's funny as hell.

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I have way to much music on my mp3 player (it shall remain nameless, but it makes good pies ;D) Over 6k tracks. I decieded awhile back that I didn't listen to enough of it. How to solve this problem? I couldn't create a playlist of tracks that I haven't heard, my old internal hard drive that has all the music on it is not working with my new configuration (laptop only). I have it in a new

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I'm sitting here watching Arsenal v. Man U. from this past weekend and Moby is wandering about. He is about to sit, farts, and before his arse even touches the ground, walks off. I made him come back and sit down so he could enjoy his "gift".

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My cleats are dying. Actually, they really are dead. The inside of the left one is cracked up at the joint for the big toe. Same for the inside of the right one. And the right one has a long, open crack on the outside of the foot. OH, and the left boot has three studs missing. And four more are on their way off. I also misplaced my ball. SO, since I got rid of my Banana Republic gift card

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Well, actually not the whole day. Hell, not even that bad, just, from the right angle, funny as hell. I was heading home to catch a flick with Runt on 880N. Now as you approach 238S the traffic is always slow in this area, I merge in and continue on at about 5mph. Stoopidly I didn't pay attention for a second and realized that I was quickly approaching the car in front of me. I bumped into

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SB and I were going to get dinner tonight, checked in, decided to go for a run first. Meet up at Lake Merrit. "Quick" lap around the lake, I headed home to shower and SB was going to meet me there. He called about 20 minutes later. Someone had broken into his car, taken his wallet and cell. Got all the shite sorted out. Don't use MBNA for your credit cards. Took him an hour to cancel the

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A few weeks ago (maybe a month) I posted that sometime early this coming year I wanted to climb 4 5.11+ routes straight. No falls, only clean takes to work past a problem section, and only the time to move from one route to another and tie in. Alan and I were working out this morning and I'd gotten three .11's with him climbing in between and we were winding down for the day. I decided to

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But this one is awesome. Not the greatest display of skill but certainly a great metaphor for how futball is truly the only international game.

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We needed to have a smaller, more flexible force?http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20061220/ap_on_go_ca_st_pe/growing_the_military_1Increase the size of the military takes it from one that can combat an enemy uses an undefined battle field and creates one that is an occupying force. Isn't that we arn't doing in Iraq? Occupying? We needed a large military for the cold war in case we had to overrun

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You. The person who borrowed two lug nuts off my front right wheel. You've got my nuts in your hand. Or your pocket. Both of them. I can only imagine what it's like to have another man's nuts in your hand. Did you enjoy it? I hope so. I didn't. Didn't enjoy it at all. In fact, I'd go so far as to say that I was left feeling violated. You came without a word, took my nuts and left.

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My friend, Mike Eastman (http://eastmanfineart.com/index.html) from Berkeley Iron Works took this picture at the Richmond Shipyard. I saw it at the exhibit he did at the gym last year. I didn't know that he was selling them until I talked with him a few months ago. It's signed and framed, 4 of 10. I really like supporting my friends in their art endvors. Especially when it's something I like

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With ten toesten fingerstwo eyesand one nose.Perfect.Cole Lucas TrimbleDon't worry, when you grow up, I'll buy you your first beer. You'll probably be 15. I'll take you on first motorcycle ride, too. Don't tell your parents.

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I'm not a big coffee drinker. I like espresso. They are not the same thing. I'm a bit particular about where I get my espresso. And Starbucks is NOT one of those places. I don't like their inundation of the coffee market place. A friend who used to work in Seattle said there were THREE of them IN her building. Three. In one building. There's one two blocks away and I feel weird (it's

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HELL YEA!!!!

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Feeling a bit of a sore throat. No time to be sick.Oh and if you get a chance, check out the Scissor Sisters "I don't feel like dancing". I love this song, so much fun.Okay, so the lead singer looks like he might kill and the woman has a deeper voice than him, but it's a really fun song. This song rocks. I would totally get down to this. ROCK ON SUPER STAR!

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This past Sunday I got busy. BUSY. Woke up at 7:45, picked up F at 8:15, went down to get his moving van, back to his place, load said moving van from his 3rd floor apartment till 10:45, rush home, change into soccer stuff, rush to Caldicot for an 11am game (started late), play a full game, we were three people short but still managed to win, I did my usual run people down, and managed to get

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Update my blog more often, but there are times when I can't think of anything interesting to write about. Oh, so here's something. It, uh, "recently" came to my attention that I'm going to be an Uncle. The impending addition to our family will be arriving this week. I won't go into details describing what they're doing in order to accelerate the arrival, (mostly because I get a little quesy

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Cruising YouTube as I do every(day) once in a while, I came across this:This is as bad as Shaq, The SF 49'ers, any of the sportsmen/women who decided that since that had the good fortune to have the skills to excell at one particular disipline that they could excell at another. Don't get me wrong, I like seeing a footie player being featured in a music video, but not doing the rapping. You want

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I'm going to learn how to do this:

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It rained today. I guess it's the begining of that "season" in the BA. A few weeks ago we had a little rain and I decided to get new wipers for my car and some rain-x. I'd never used rain-x before and wasn't really sure that it worked, but I put it on my front, two side and rear window. Basically it causes the water to bead up and run off rather easily. I love having it on my car. Combined

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It's Halloween. I love this holiday. My brother's and I used to haunt the house, our goal to scare the crap out of any kid who was brave enough to wander by. We did a pretty good job. We used to decorate the whole front yard, ghosts, tombstones, coffin, skeletons, us dressed in masks and field jackets. Fun times. Went to Loker's house for the annual party. Good times. Went with A as Mork

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Got back on the pitch yesterday for the first time in awhile. Been really busy with Runt's wedding and travel. I could have played the weekend I got back from Europe, but I was really tired. I did get Nuno his jersey, a Deco FCB jersey, he loves it. I guess I owe a recap of Europe. I got into Paris on a Wednesday morning, caught the metro to meet Claire, hand off my checked luggage, and

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My sister got married yesterday. It was a wonderful ceremony, my brothers' and I performed the ceremony. It was nice to see Claire so happy, she's been looking forward to this day for, forever...I was surprised at how stressful the whole thing was for me. I think it was for a few reasons. Claire is the youngest, my only sister and I am just little protective of her. Of course the other

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http://www.jacksonpollock.org/I can make art, me.

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I'll admit, I am not the cleanest person. I don't mind wearing underwear more than one day (if I'm in dire staights, or am in Nepal), showering is not my top priority after exercising, I'll go barefoot in public. Recently I went SFO to pick up Kim, didn't wear my shoes. While waiting I had to use the bathroom. Now it's not as though I didn't think "wow, that's a public bathroom", it's just

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I'll jump on the band wagon: Got at b3co.com!This doesn't include "local" transport in Kathmandu.

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You Passed the US Citizenship TestCongratulations - you got 9 out of 10 correct!Could You Pass the US Citizenship Test?

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GAS TANK CHICKENI find myself playing this game more often than I would have thought. I commute 5 days a week. 80 miles round trip. My car gets 22-25mpg. It's a Subaru, what do you want? The tank holds about 16g when totally empty. Some basic math tells us that we can get 352-400 miles on a tank. That is if we run this little tank down to EMPTY. I don't usually do that. However I do

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I had my birthday party this past Saturday night. It was heaps of fun. I managed to draw that fine line between drinking to much and being sick and having lots of fun. Didn't get sick, but I did wake up with little headache. I awoke to the sound of Seppo continuing to hack at the root in the front yard. Two things dawned on me. One, he'd hurt his wrist twice already doing this. And two,

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Beer. When I started drinking beer, I really didn't like the way it tasted. I'm not sure that I actually enjoyed drinking beer until I was about 25 or 26. Until then it was just this nasty carbonated beverage that I drank with my friends and never really enjoyed. I first recall enjoying beer on the normal friday night jaunt to Barclay's after climbing. Thinking back on it now, I'm not sure

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I'm going back. Booked my flight last night. I leave 25 October and return 9 November. I'm interested to see what the country is like as compared to the last time I was there. Kevin has threatened to join me. That would be fun, to see how they treat a guy who is 6'6" (2m). Sure would attracted alot of attention. I don't know I'm going to do while I'm there, but I know that it'll be fun.

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Had a very exciting weekend. Alex and Michelle got married and the whole damn clan was in town. I think that I'm still recovering. The ceremony was in the Berkeley Botanical Gardens in the Redwood Grove. Very appropriate for the two of them, as they both love the outdoors. There were about 60 people in attendance, including my all of my cousins. All four cousins with kids had them there. It was

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I think that I've got a cold. My head is all stuffed up, my ears need popping, and my body feels sore. I keep thinking that taking up a serious coffee habit will help aleviate some of the problems, but I know that it won't. Spent this past weekend in Tahoe, sleeping, eating, swimming and rock climbing. It was my brother's bachlor/bachlorette party. We had a great time. There was no drunkeness (

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Man, I feel awful today. My head hurts, my body aches, then of course, there is my collar bone. It is just a low hum of mild soreness. I can't figure out why I feel this way, I slept well, haven't worked out in 5 weeks. Maybe that's it, my body is getting sore to remind me that it's time to start getting out again. What else...We've won round one versus the rats in the house, but we're paying

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I like to ride my bicycle. It's a theraputic thing for me. I was out riding this evening. Up to the top of Gizzley Peak, Skyline, JM, then home. As I was riding up Grizzley, just before the crest, I smelled a familiar odor. The "herbal" variety. And it dawned on me, that kid was going to have to drive his car home. And here I am, wearing my all to sexy tights, jersey and helmet, thinking "

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As we all know a tsunami has hit southeast Asia, eastern Africa, the west coast of India, Sri Lanka, and many other countries. Some friends of mine and I have donated money to different causes (doctorswithoutborders.com and the International Red Cross). This has spurned debate about donating/giving and when, why, how, how much, personal circumstances. What's great about my group of friends is

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WTF? Sometimes it seems to me that I make my life harder than it should be just to see if I can pull it off. I apply to DVC in person. Fill out the form, hand it in. They say "Log on to register for classes on the 13th or the 14th." I do that today. I can't register. I call. "Oh, you should be able to register either after midnight tonight or after midnight on the 14th." Okay. SO I get

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So everyday for the past week and a half or so, I have been having image flashes from Nepal. Some include the horror of seeing the toilet for the first time to seeing the Ganesh Himal from Kirtipur. All of these memories have a wonderful calming effect on me. It's almost like I get to go back there for the briefest of moments and then I am reinserted into the reality that I have to live here.

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So. You all need closure. Well, I know that I have needed closure on this trip as well. I have spend an inordinate amount of time thinking about this particular blog, and got harassed last night about it, so decided that it was time to get it done. This is by no means the last blog that I will post, but the last that really directly relates to my travel and more specifically to my time in Nepal.

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It's it strange how the mind compresses time. When you are not feeling well, time takes forever to pass, on the other hand when times are good, there seems to be enough of it. I am in that place of there not being enough of it. Just over a week left here, well really, only a week. Can't count the day that I leave. And time seems as though it has taken a rocket ride, the days seem to fly by.

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I have survived!! Despite heavy setbacks early in the weekend, I lived. The wine tasting on Friday was a great time. Most of the wines were a little young, and some were downright awful. But much fun was had. I paid 60kroner for a glass of Joseph Phelps Insignia, I wanted Mikkel, Peter and Casper to taste a California Cab. Best wine I tasted that night. After the wine tasting we went back

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Sobriety has left the building. I am AT the wine tasting, over 100 wines. Internet access to order wine. This begins the 36hrs of partying that is ahead of me. Pizza and beer, clubbing, futboll, clubbing. It will be the blur that will be the begining of the end.

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Whoops, in light of all that "heavy" stuff, I failed to mention this coming Saturday. Denmark vs. Ukraine in a World Cup 2006 Qualifying match. Guess who has two tickets...............

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So I had an interesting thought last evening after I sent out some photos. They were mostly pictures of futball, going to bars and drinking beer. I sent them to some of the volunteers that I worked with in Nepal, and specifically to Stijn. Now Stijn is an interesting guy. If he lived in the Bay Area, I would definatly call him one of my closest friends. Right now he is in Hanoi. He left

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Okay, okay, I'll write Ma. I don't know why you're complaining, I've talked with you twice in the past week!!! Oh, I see, this is about the greater good, you'd rather I spent that time blogging as opposed to chatting with you and the fam. So we didn't end up spending the weekend at Mikkel's parents house, but we did have a lovely dinner up there. This past weekend was great. On Friday night

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What a great weekend. On Friday Mikkel and Karen(his girlfriend) were having a birthday party for Mikkel. We had a great BBQ in the courtyard of their building. My "expertise" in BBQing was called upon to manage the grill. I havn't BBQed in almost a year, but managed to not screw up pre cooked sasuages. The party was fairly small, on 11. The plan was to go from the BBQ to a club where some

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Something that I forgot to mention: To get to the island that Kobenhaven is on, they put our train on a FERRY in order to cross the water. I was stunned. It was really weird to get off the train, onto the ferry with the train parked. Ferry for 30mins, then back on board and off to Kobenhaven. My cell phone number is: 45 41138207, I am not sure what the country code is for DK.

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Just one of those things that makes you laugh your ass off no matter what: Walking from downtown Kobenhaven to where MY apartment is, I saw a bicycle from afar that had a bench on the back. I looked closer, is had three wheels. And a cover. On the side it said: Kobenhaven Rickshaw. I was laughing out loud while walking down the street. Lots of stares from the locals. I dont know if they

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Oh, one thing that I forgot to mention. Watched the heats for the 100m breatstroke in Athens. Finishing, in 1:12.25, Alice Shrestra of Kathmandu, Nepal. All 5ft 5in 132 lbs. of him. He was the only one in a speedo.

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Hamburg, Germany-TRYING TO HAVE PATIENCE FOR THE BLOODY TRAIN TO DENMARK!!!!! It's five and a half hours away, and hot damn, I can barely contain myself. I am sure that people are wondering where all the damn pictures are, I have over 200 to upload, so they will be coming in the next few days. A short summary: Innsbruck was great, Cam and I parted ways in Rothkeutz Switzerland, he traveling

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Still in Innsbruck for a few more hours. Yesterday´s adventure cries out to be told. SO as I mentioned Cam and I met up with his HS classmate by chance (oh, on a side note, Dave is on his way to none other than Nepal to volunteer with none other than Cultural Destination Nepal, the company that Cam and I were there with! Much advice was sought and given. Gotta love it.). Dave was on his way

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Innsbruck, AUSTRIA (not australia)- So I am here with Cameron. Having a blast. After we met in the train station we headed off to the hostel. Checked in, then went out to grab a beer. Innsbruck is set in a valley between some very exposed mountains. A bit like Tahoe, only a lot more bare granite. About 10pm we headed back to the hostel, walked in, and there was a high school classmate of

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Dateline Bellagio-Seems that when I think that I am going one place, itturns out that I end up going else where. I washeaded to Nice, never heard from the folks that I wassupposed to stay with down there, so I headed to LakeComo in Italy. Life is rough here. On my first dayin Bellagio I had no less than 7 different kinds ofcheese. Three glasses of wine(i am currently drinking one as i type

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I am currently at Aeroplan, the bar near Alex's apartment in Muhchen. It is one of students last night in Munchen. I have had, a "few' beers. There is WiFi here. I only have to walk about 40m to get to the room, fortunately. I had to read this three times to make sure that it had proper spelling. I think that I may have missed a few words. Such is life. Should have pictures up in the

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Sorry for the delay LMK. I am back in Munchen with Alex. We had planned on going down to Lake Como in Italy for a few days, but apparently on the day we were supposed to go, it was Bavarian Holiday Exodous. That plan got canceled. We have just been hanging out in Munchen. Yesterday we did a bike tour. I had my first liter of beer glass in the English Garden. Hobbled back onto the bike,

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Does the sun always see to shine brighter when you are on holiday?  Do the clouds always seem to stack up in such a way that the sunset looks like in belongs in a painting rather in front of the dirty windshield as you tear accross the French country side at 160kph?  And is it just me, or is the French country side really that much more beautiful that places that I have seen in the States?  For

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Oye.  So let's examine the shots on Joe's feet since they became internationally popular in Turkey.  My don't A) smell.  I have been wearing sandals for almost five months straight.  Without the nastiness of socks and shoes, the air is free to flow around my feet NO MATTER HOW MUCH THEY SWEAT.  No stinky.  B) Blisters.  I appear to be nearly impervious to them. The one day that I walked 12k in

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This is for Aunt Vicki and LMK, I am currently in Tilburg which is in Southern Netherlands.  You might know it as "Holland", but that would be incorrect.  Holland is actually a "state"of the Netherleands, and NOT all of the coutry.  It's like saying America and meaning the States, but overly sensative people from Canada think that it means ALL of North America.  I have been staying with my friend

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Welcome to Amsterdam, City of, well, I'm sure that you already know.  But those are not the reasons that I am here.  Actually I was hoping to see some of the Dutch volunteers, but they are busy, so I am having to entertain myself.  Not so hard to do here.  Lots of great museums, I have already seen the Van Gogh (special exhibit by Manat, not Monet, sea scapes great stuff), another museum whos

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Strange experience yesterday. We'll get to that in a minute. I am in Munich currently hanging with the brother. Great to see him, he showed me around town for the past day and a half and is now in class. Munich is a great city. VERY clean. GREAT public transportantion system. You buy one ticket that costs 4.50euro and you can ride the bus, tram, subway all for one low, low price. OH, and

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Another bloody airport. More damn customs. More traveling more carrying all my crap with me (why did I bring things that I would only use for three days in Nepal? And not just one or two things. Like 5kgs worth of crap). The thought that crossed my mind was not a new one, "Do I really want to goto Morocco?". And the answer came back the "Not really." So here I am about to check in for my

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It's Friday and what a week it has been. I am staying with Cadgas, friend from Piedmont, at his dad's place. It's been great to get the local tour. Sultanhamet area, tourist area, is nice, but the places that Cadgas has taken me to or sent me off to have been fantastic. Yesterday I caught a ferry to the Princess Islands where they don't have cars. To get around you take horse carrages. I

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So, I was thinking today after being asked if I was Turkish for the 50th time since I came here, about all the places have thought that I am from. Only one of them really threw me off, but the rest are fairly close. I have been asked if I was Greek, Turkish, Spanish, Portguese, Italian, and Iranian. That last one threw me a bit. I guess I'm a mediteranian looking guy. Did I also mention that

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WAAHOOO!!!! Five days left in Turkey and I get an email today from my Turkish friend!!! Tonight I am supposed to goto Troy, but I think that I will head to Istanbul to see him. I should probably call first. Yea, that would help. It turns out that he is a dentist, he always talked about doing this even when he was 18. Awesome, awesome,awesome. I'm really looking foward to seeing him. RIght

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Two pretty cool things to mention. One from diving in Fethiye. We were down at about 15m, when we passed through the thermcline layer in the water. This is where the water changes salinity/temperature. The tempurature dropped about 8F. We followed this layer for a while. To hot, descend a meter, to cold, go up. At one point I was above the layer and put my hand through they layer. It was

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So I am now in Ayvalik. Quant little seaside town. After buying a ticket to Izmir that would have left this morning, I then realized that I needed to be here a day prior to leave my passport with the shipping company in order to get to Lesvos (greece). I dashed back to the bus company and ended up getting a night bus to Izmir. Left at 11:30 and got in at 5:30 (reminded me of going to work

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Well. I had a great realization today. I was sitting on the boat (feeling well actually!!), when it dawned on me that, 'I'm in Turkey.' Gotta say that was pretty cool. I guess that has happened a few times over the past several months, but todays was great, hanging off the edge of the boat, over the Med, looking across the flat water of the bay, I was quite content with being in Turkey. The

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Since I keep getting asked, the suit bag and my bloody hiking boots are in a hotel in Istanbul. So nice to be without them. Today I went to a place called Saklikent Gorge. It is an 18k long gorge that has a river at the bottom that varies in depth. I walked up for about an hour and a half, but was beaten back because I had my backpack with two cameras in it. I was treading water with my pack

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Funny thıng about Mono Hot Sprıngs. There ıs thıs road that leads there, memorable to say the least for those that have drıven ıt. Wındy, narrow, huge fıelds of bolders on eıther sıde. A starkly beautıful envıronment, today I drove that same road ın Turkey. It was a bıt surreal, but none the less, beautıful. That was on the way to Feythıe, whıch ıs my current locatıon. A few days here, some

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So, Pamukkale. What a beautiful place. There are cascades of water over white cliffs, made of calcıum. I made my way up there this morning around 0830 before all the tourist buses were there. My goal was the ruins of Heripolis. They sit along a ridge above the pools. There is a theatre, I am sorry to make this reference, but it was like something out of Gladiator. Above that was an ancient

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Pamukkale Turkey- So I have arriıved in Turkey. The keyboard is a little different than the one that Im used to using. I have come to this place in search of relaxation. I believe that I maybe find it here. It reminds of a place in the Sierras called Mono Hot Springs. A beautiful location set among the trees. This place has natural cold water pools that you can dip into. I will explore them

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I'm sorry, I forgot to mention my last dives in Phi Phi. The first one was to 18m for about 45min. The visibility was quite nice, maybe 15m. Some nice fan coral, good marine life. When we surfaced there was a bit of a swell going on, nothing like the previous day, but I still wasn't having fun. Then I got to watch one of the other clients lose his breakfast over the side of the boat.

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Bangkok- Well I'm back in Bangkok for a few days. I went and got measured for a suit, tux and jakcet today. $500 for all. This includes shirts, coats, cumberbun, vest, blah, blah. All Kashmir wool. VERY NICE. Black on the tux (duh!), grey on the suit (thanks Kate!!) and a different shade on the winter coat. Took the ferry from Phi Phi to Krabi yesterday, then the bus to Surat Thani, then

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Bangkok- Well I'm back in Bangkok for a few days. I went and got measured for a suit, tux and jakcet today. $500 for all. This includes shirts, coats, cumberbun, vest, blah, blah. All Kashmir wool. VERY NICE. Black on the tux (

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So I've finally but some of my thoughts together about leaving Nepal. I can't believe how sad I was to go. Natalie and Leonoor came to the guest house to say good bye. Having been in Thailand for almost 5 days now, I can truly say that I left home. I almost spoke in Nepali to help someone who was trying to order in a restaurant the second night that I was here. I keep shaking my head from

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.........and so it ends. I'm quite sad. Yesterday was VERY hectic, can't go into details right now, but CRAZY. I could not help but notice the route on the last part of my day. Started in Balaju, then to Dhapasi and finally in Battisputali where it all started. The exact order that I entered this coutry. Seemed natural. I'll give more details on the last week tomorrow, but I am scared and

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Well, I'm back. Chitwan was amazing, the whole four days was wonderful. Friday morning we all met to take the bus to the rafting location. The bus ride was uneventful. We get off, grab all our stuff, sign a waiver saying they are not responsible for lost or stolen items, and walk down to the beach without our bags. I didn't realize until later how funny this was. No one lost anything, but I

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An couple interesting experiences yesterday. I went into Thamel to, hopefully, finish up my last bit of shopping. Parked my bike in the usual location, just before the main streets and walked in. My destination was a shop that Natalie and I had gone to a few days back so that she could get a purse. What we got was an education on Pashmina and silk carpets. The owner, knowing full well that

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Another quick visit to the doctor's today. Some strange gasesousness. Some pretty foul smelling belchs that feel like they have vomit behind them. The nurse told me that this is not a good time for expats in Nepal. The change in weather causes lots of bacteria to grow. Her exact words "stick to food you are used to eating to make your last two weeks more comfortable." I love it. As I write

Josephhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07333698478834208628noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6199307.post-1085310787507618342004-05-23T03:59:00.000-07:002004-05-23T04:13:07.506-07:00

A few notes: A common sight around Kathmandu these days are people lined up at the public taps to get drinking water. Apparently this is a common problem at this time of year. Not enough water for 1.3 million people. Whoops. They will shut off the water with regularity, there are shortages, the government will truck water into areas that have extremely limited access. The house that I live

Josephhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07333698478834208628noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6199307.post-1085133770027870032004-05-21T02:55:00.000-07:002004-05-21T03:02:50.026-07:00

So the banda is done and I got checked out. Bacterial. I'm feeling better already today, not that I was deblitated, but solid waste is a nice sign. Here is the basic travel information post-Nepal: 10 June-20 June-Thailand. 20 June-30 June Pakistan, 30 June-10 July Turkey, 10 July-?? July Morocco. If Morocco is as cool as it seems, then not past the 20. I meet Nico on the 21 of July, go to

Josephhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07333698478834208628noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6199307.post-1085032725954727422004-05-19T22:49:00.000-07:002004-05-19T22:58:45.953-07:00

Banda Day Three- Still no protests. A few minor adventures were had last night. Riding back from Thamel to Battisputali, we came accross a large puddle, feet raised off the pedals(this is done b/c you don't know WHAT is in the water. And lately there have been lots of overflowing sewage lines), we coasted through. In the "street lights" we saw another ahead, same tactic was adopted. It

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Banda Day Two- Well this internet place is open again today. Nice for me. Yesterday there was a plan to ride to Kopan Monestary but while seaching around for the school of another volunteer that teachs near my school, another cyclist decided to try and make like the Four Runner that ran over my dad last year. Well, it was alot less violent, but still not fun. I landed on my knee, didn't lose

Josephhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07333698478834208628noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6199307.post-1084862510185019702004-05-17T23:24:00.000-07:002004-05-17T23:41:50.186-07:00

Today is Banda (Maoist) Day One. There are less places closed than last weeks, more cars on the street, and internet places (a few) are open. Takes awhile to find one though. Apparently the photos of the protests have people concerned, I understand that, but the protests are very peaceful and the people involved just want you to understand what they are fighting for. I don't like to tell them

Josephhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07333698478834208628noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6199307.post-1084685283227916962004-05-15T22:20:00.000-07:002004-05-15T22:28:03.226-07:00

The past day or so has been a bit rough. I've been making frequent trips to the bathroom, this is not so fun. I'm taking today off from school in order to recover. Other than that, I had a great time on Friday night with the other volunteers, we spent 5000r on dinner for 10. I had spaghetti with chicken, bruschetta, tiramisu, Baileys, and an espresso. That was wonderful. About 5 of us were

Josephhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07333698478834208628noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6199307.post-1084529127830954352004-05-14T02:56:00.000-07:002004-05-14T03:05:27.830-07:00

Wow is it hot here. It's been running in the high 80's to early 90's. With 70-90% humidity. And we all know how I love the heat. I've been riding to school in shorts and a t-shirt for over a month, but the past week I've been sweating on that ride. At 8am. I've been getting asked questions about the family lately, the one that I live with. I would have to say that thier idea of hospitality

Josephhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07333698478834208628noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6199307.post-1084442763722380732004-05-13T02:48:00.000-07:002004-05-13T03:06:03.723-07:00

Okay, so the banda is over. It was pretty serious. The previous post was written on Tuesday evening, there were no open internet places during the day. The banda was in full effect again yesterday. Thamel was fairly well shut down till about 6. I spent most of the day with four of the other volunteers. We were cycling from Mike's Breakfast in Naxal to Durbar Marg, rode past one protest

Josephhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07333698478834208628noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6199307.post-1084418340779995882004-05-12T20:12:00.000-07:002004-05-12T20:19:00.780-07:00

Well the Banda is on in a big way. Most of the stores in Thamel are closed, there were a few protests on the street, but for the most part, a quite day. I did some gift shopping that I had set up last night on a trip through Thamel. It's is still surreal to see a very wide street with only people walking on it in the hundreds. This past saturday Nima and I went on a cycling tour south of Patan

Josephhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07333698478834208628noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6199307.post-1083904903122962892004-05-06T21:41:00.000-07:002004-05-06T21:46:10.250-07:00

What an interesting time the past few days. After posting the blog on Wednesday, I called my buddies at the store to say hello. What a pleasure to talk to them after so long. They are all happy, Ty thinks that Dal Ba'at is Dogs Butt, but I'm not really surprised. After that I started riding home, it was about 6:45. I made the usual right just off the palace towards the Amarit Sicence College

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