Sunday, February 13, 2011

Pirate Tales



Cathedrals larger than the sky
Misguided Ants crawling towards cement and gold clad heavens
Against the back drop of natural wonder
Creeping clouds hide beauty waiting for curious eyes to unfold
Dancing Ecuadorian rainbow waterfalls
Love fantasies transpire in grottos beneath the candel lit moments of silence
While the rain pratterned windows gaze above hobbit homes and rushing rivers draw dalmation guides to hidden treasures in the hillside
Sun snuggled snowcaps dazzle above green furnished catepillars
Spiraling into open hearts heading into the zen wilderness
Hooplas bring debauchery as pirates raid the grass nooks of Banos and the rock craddled crevaces of Cotopaxia
San Pedro boiling over bubbles of hallucinations beneath the jungle to sounds of trumpets on the radio
Twirling circles over vast valleys in hammock comedies
Never stoping the motion of the whirling world

Sunday, February 6, 2011

Quito Boondocks


Welcoming taxis with liberty statued windows
conch shell mornings and chanting robed fairies whistling through the green and blue structures
encapsulating the sun warming peaceful blessed lunches
sacred temples and bodisatvahs
giving life for the reaping and harvesting of love souls lost
in the abiss of trains and planes and places to be
mango dripped hands attract french men with sweets and pastries
pretty pink paterns alight the pastel streets
crowded with the colors of a country
accompanied by strangers with stories of even stranger describing dangers in the distance
coffee over conversation making noises in the darkness
passing police with friendly ambiance wave goodye to foreign cries
language barries breaking friendship forms
cooking sizzling bubbles of concoctions over chanting hare krishnas
toothless intentions sing short and sweet, laughter in the air of scents in unknown senses
honey bananas drip away the day in secret gardens of rooftops glitering over senseless seas


Tuesday, June 15, 2010

Vegas Boondocks...

As promised the continuation of the misfortunate events that lead to a truly unforgettable adventure.

The streets were dark and the desert cactuses loomed like distorted characters all around our car that was soon to fail us. Dazed in a hung over stupor from the three debaucherous nights that had superseded this moment our awareness of the world outside the small, fast moving vehicle began to fade. Slowly, as though the car had entered the same Vegas haze as its passengers, smoke began to filter through the hood until the windows were swirling with the deadly smell of gas and an overheated car.

Half in hysterical tears and half in hysterical laughter, hours passed on the darkened street, hidden from any civilization that may have existed around us. The AAA toe truck bumbled its way up the road, bouncing and screeching over the pot holes on the desert track. Strapped wearily above the streets on the bed of a toe truck, five giggling, wide eyed girls crammed once again into the desert death trap. Before heading off for an unexpected evening in hotel beds, our apparently blazed truck driver gives us a glazed, blood-shot look and says, "Now be careful girl the brakes aren't too good."

Monday, March 1, 2010

Roadside Boondocks

My lust for the Boondocks was sparked when I received Jack Kerouac's On The Road on my 20th birthday. His obscure passion for people, adventure, and freedom were Kerouac's only traveling accoutrements.
In the 1950s when hitch hiking wouldn't get you stuck inside someone's refrigerator in a million pieces and doing the dishes at a truck stop dinner would get you a meal, travel without expectation was a way of life, now it may turn into a traveler's worst nightmare.

With the global internet connecting our traveling generation, there is an accessible family of similar travelers helping each other get from point A to point B and enjoy the time in between. Bed buged hostels and stenchy Greyhounds are the broke man's travels of the past.

This article is a list of different ridesharing websites, getting people together over gas, and a few hours of intimate conversation. Craig's List has their own rideshare listing, especially good for local travel.

The newest trend in backpacker's travel is couchsurfing. People all over the globe are opening up their living rooms for those vagabonders without a place to stay.

The global traveling community is once again opening its doors for strangers to become acquaintances and the regained freedom of the road.

Monday, February 15, 2010

Disastrous Boondocks

Boondocks travelers explore the deep crevasses of the earth searching for the world's secrets. Often ignored is the destruction of a land that offers so much beauty.

In January Haitian lives were shook to their core, by an earthquake that wiped through a population. Destruction shouldn't be a traveling deterrence, instead a traveling inspiration.

Organizations are banding together to pick up the rubble and puzzle piece the country back to a whole.

Trainings like the Disaster Volunteer Reserve prepare the courageous to face the high stress disasters they might encounter.

Alternative groups like the Burning Man bunch, known as a boisterous crew is turning up on the other end of their partying ways. Burners Without Borders is an extended group across the United States working on a number of projects reaching out to countries through volunteer work.

A number of Haiti volunteer groups have been compiled on www.haitivolunteer.org.

Friday, December 18, 2009

DMZ travels

Delirium sets in as I spend my 6th and final day glued to the computer. I haven't seen the sun in days except for its shinning crescent peaking out to wish me a day of good studies. Any contact from the outside world comes through the looking glass as friends sitting side by side stay silently entranced in those finals they must complete. Vocal verbalizations no longer make sense as the only text I can respond to is that of a typewriter. I try to sit near a window but none of the blinds will open. People have slowly been disappearing. Once an atmosphere of chaotic frantics now a lonesome cellar discarded below the brick. Everyone's left, they're enjoying the world out there, the one I have forgotten. Is it nearly Christmas? I have lost all track of time. The dessertion is unbearable.

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Glitch Travel

Traveling can be full of horrible suprises that you never expect leading to an over stressed experience that hardley left you enjoying the places you went to see. On the way to the city of sin these traveling glitches were what found me with the most rewarding experiences....

story to be continued