I left for Thailand at 11:15am on Thursday April 3rd. I walked out of work early and of course they just couldn't find a sub for me. So of course they made my para work by herself, which makes me feel bad and stresses me out. I had barely finished lunch when I got a call that one of my lovelies had gotten into a nasty fight with another tough girl and ended up punching my para in the chest who was trying to get in between them. I hadn't even been gone for 30 minutes!
I misplaced Friday April 4th en route to Bangkok. Damn that international dateline! The day is gone, poof! Amazing that every long grueling international flight is exactly the same. I spend most of my time thinking of inappropriate things or deep subjects. Boredom. Some things never change and I'm still afraid of the loud delayed flush of an airplane toilet. I also get grossed out thinking about how some people do it on planes. The mile high club is not sexy, it is claustrophobic disgusting-ness. Also I always seem to get bloated on flights, which I hate, and then I burp, which I usually don't do on land. Yuck. I spend most of my time watching the large map screen change from screen to screen that has random statistics and our plane's global position. Ten and a half hours of staring at it from Seattle to Tokyo. Plus I had an extra bonus this time. I sat next to Mr. Snuffles who is perhaps thee most annoying quirky man on the face of the earth. He snorted air out of his nose in rapid fire succession the whole friggin trip! It was so bad that snot hit his personal tv multiple times and he had to wipe it off with his napkin. I couldn't stop fantasizing about killing him. I, at most got about ten minutes of sleep even with my new self inflating pillow, eyemask and ear plugs. This is in contrast to me zonking out for 90% of the 8 hour flight from Tokyo to Bangkok. I attribute it to sitting next to the sweetest older Laotian lady. Well that and the fact that I took hella strong pain pills instead of the anti-inflammatory that I intended to take for my achy sprained foot. I was high as a kite the whole damn flight. I started day dreaming about Asia, how amazing it is, yummy Thai food and of quitting life and becoming a wandering but very happy vagabond. My pain pill high eventually ended in me feeling like I was about to puke. But I lucked out and didn't have to experience the doggie bag for the 1st time. I took another lovely big fatty nap and woke up to the realization that I did not bring the hotel address. Woops!
Monday, April 7, 2008
Sunday, March 23, 2008
Passport Part II
Why don't Americans own passports? Only 20% of Americans have them. This is compared with 40% of Canadians, 64% of Brits and 90 % of Germans.
The usual exuse of Americans for not traveling is that there are so many wonderful things to do and see in the 50 states that there is no reason to ever leave. And when Americans do leave they rarely make it past Puerto Vallarta. That trip to Mexico is just about as much as their fear filled ticker can take. They obsess over drinking nothing but bottled water and never stray from their gringo catering hotel villages.
We have been poisoned by American propiganda that our country is the only safe and worthwile place in the world. We believe that all other nationalities pine for our life, for just one chance to come to the wonderful land of red white and blue. But what is going so well here?
The middle class is dissapearing, the gap between rich and poor continues to grow, our country is in debt, unemployment rates are up, the dollar is on par with the canadian dollar, uthe housing market is in a slump, young college graduates owe 100,000 dollar loans with high interest rates but can't find a good job to pay them off, lets face it, we're in a recession.
I can't stop myself but to go into the war and our unfounded hatred of all middle eastern, arabic and muslim people. We want to say that we are not a racist people but we put a little astrik next to all who beleve in islam. What's worse is that most Americans can't even tell the difference between a Hindu Indian and a Muslim Arab. Our ignorance is deafening! Those of you who would like to continue wars in the middle east please at least figure out how to find these countries on a map!!! We've spent 572 billion dollars on the war last year, thats eight times what we spent on education. The average American paid $1800 dollars toward it. Don't tell me I don't care about soldiers. They are heroes. Many come from low income homes, have their service time extended, don't get the treatment they deserve when they come home and make multiple tours in a short period of time. The average army private in combat makes $25,942 compared with the average income $9,095,756 of a military contractor CEO. No, I do not give a shit about Robert Stevens, he can suck my big toe. I can't believe that there are now talks of a possible war with Iran. How long must this go on?
Now that everyone is all fired up and pissed at me.... I just wish that my people would take their heads out of the sand, we are not ostriches. Americans are wonderful people, some of the kindest, most interesting, entertaining, creative and diverse people in the world. I love the United States and many of the things and places in it. I meet many travelers who hate their own country but I'm not one of them. I just wish Americans would get out of their comfort zone and throw away the fear and see that the world is actually a exciting, warm and welcoming place. That things do not begin and end "from sea to shining sea" but extend much further.
The usual exuse of Americans for not traveling is that there are so many wonderful things to do and see in the 50 states that there is no reason to ever leave. And when Americans do leave they rarely make it past Puerto Vallarta. That trip to Mexico is just about as much as their fear filled ticker can take. They obsess over drinking nothing but bottled water and never stray from their gringo catering hotel villages.
We have been poisoned by American propiganda that our country is the only safe and worthwile place in the world. We believe that all other nationalities pine for our life, for just one chance to come to the wonderful land of red white and blue. But what is going so well here?
The middle class is dissapearing, the gap between rich and poor continues to grow, our country is in debt, unemployment rates are up, the dollar is on par with the canadian dollar, uthe housing market is in a slump, young college graduates owe 100,000 dollar loans with high interest rates but can't find a good job to pay them off, lets face it, we're in a recession.
I can't stop myself but to go into the war and our unfounded hatred of all middle eastern, arabic and muslim people. We want to say that we are not a racist people but we put a little astrik next to all who beleve in islam. What's worse is that most Americans can't even tell the difference between a Hindu Indian and a Muslim Arab. Our ignorance is deafening! Those of you who would like to continue wars in the middle east please at least figure out how to find these countries on a map!!! We've spent 572 billion dollars on the war last year, thats eight times what we spent on education. The average American paid $1800 dollars toward it. Don't tell me I don't care about soldiers. They are heroes. Many come from low income homes, have their service time extended, don't get the treatment they deserve when they come home and make multiple tours in a short period of time. The average army private in combat makes $25,942 compared with the average income $9,095,756 of a military contractor CEO. No, I do not give a shit about Robert Stevens, he can suck my big toe. I can't believe that there are now talks of a possible war with Iran. How long must this go on?
Now that everyone is all fired up and pissed at me.... I just wish that my people would take their heads out of the sand, we are not ostriches. Americans are wonderful people, some of the kindest, most interesting, entertaining, creative and diverse people in the world. I love the United States and many of the things and places in it. I meet many travelers who hate their own country but I'm not one of them. I just wish Americans would get out of their comfort zone and throw away the fear and see that the world is actually a exciting, warm and welcoming place. That things do not begin and end "from sea to shining sea" but extend much further.
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
Passport
So I lost my ID, my drivers licence while out drinking last weekend with the other crazy teachers. Monday was St. Patrick's day and there was no way I was going to miss out on that one. I had a light up hat, ring and sparkley shamrock sunglasses. So I figured I would use my passport to get into the bar. But it wasn't in my normal spot. My friend and I tore my place apart and no passport. I was losing my mind and about to cry, my St. patty's day foiled. We eventually gave up and went to Good Time Ernie's, the dive bar where they never card us. So I drank my sorry away. I'm leaving for Thailand in less than three weeks so all last night I couldn't sleep and today I spent freaking out about it as well. Researching how I was going to get a new one. My friend and I went to go pick up my contract from DHL and then it occured to me. I had to scan my passport to prove to the Saudi government that I had actually exited their country. And just as I had assumed, there it was when I got home, waiting for me in my scanner/printer/coppier combo machine. My scant, microscopic thread of sanity was saved from extinction.
Sunday, March 16, 2008
Sunday Night
There's something so sad about Sunday nights. Actually I should say that it is not sadness but rather dread in the pit of my stomach. The problem with Sunday is that Monday follows far too close behind. I'm trying to focus on my upcoming trip to Thailand, but globetrotting bliss seems so very far away. Three weeks may as well be eternity as far as I'm concerned. My work is like being drug behind a Ferrari on a sandpaper road with many large jagged rocks for months on end. The whole experience is painful, but seems to be moving at a fast pace. However, 10 months is long, no matter how quickly it passes. So to pass the time I obsess over my future travel destinations (Egypt, Australia and one TBA), play mindless video games and follow a strict diet that includes beer at the top of my pyramid.
Oh and things weren't really looking that far up as I stated in my previous post. They started looking like poop the day after I wrote it. My horrible clueless boss dropped in into my room the following morning. No sense in rehashing that expirience though.
Oh and things weren't really looking that far up as I stated in my previous post. They started looking like poop the day after I wrote it. My horrible clueless boss dropped in into my room the following morning. No sense in rehashing that expirience though.
Monday, March 10, 2008
Things are looking up...
Despite the fact that I was in the throws of death about a month ago, ready to go into work and completely flip out (I would go into the vivid details of how I see this theoretical release of anger playing out but people might take me seriously and believe that I actually have the capability to be violent). So, all in all, things seem to be looking up. This might be due to the fact that I don't give a shit about anything anymore. Call me all the names in the book and hit me over the head with a two by four and I'll walk away smiling and chipper. Anti-Anxiety Medication. I can't praise it enough.
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