Momentary Freedom Aussie windmill “All I ask is to live each moment, free from the last. Take the road forgotten, don’t leave me here. Oh please let me stray, far from familiar things…“. “All I Ask” by Crowded House The more I listen to my repertoire of tapes, I realize that life is a Crowded [...]
Fear of the Washer, Camper and Mechanicmaker I left Cairns with my new traveling companions on Saturday morning. Everybody was hungover, except little ole me. I was a good boy and went to asnooze at 10pm the night before but my traveling companions had fun. Firstly, let me introduce my traveling companions: Tony, 35, he [...]
Fear of the Great Unwashed Some quick updates on Oz. This is the only country I’ve traveled to where it doesn’t feel foreign. The architecture looks similar to the Western US (although much nicer – hardly any mini-malls!), the people are laid back and they even have popcorn, peanut butter and sourdough bread in the [...]
Fear of Rafting Well, I finally made it to Oz. Wanted to come here for a while. I was supposed to be in Sydney, all expenses paid in 1999, courtesy of the company I worked for in NYC, Morgan Stanley (or, as I like to refer to the company, my rich Uncle Morgan who sent [...]
I have been living in NYC for about 12 years and worked as an IT consultant in the financial services field. I got bored with the job and the routine: 9-5 in the corporate world, go to a bar, have a few (after work, mind you. Wait, there were a few times I had a [...]
