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Im travelling around the world, working as i go, living life as much as i can, enjoying everything thing and everyone i encounter. Along the way I capture these moments of fun and beauty and like to share these with whoever is watching.

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One night in Kelowna

Sunday, June 13th, 2010

Our camp fire is getting greater each time, attracting more new people every day. Which is saying something being that we are very limited in neighbours. But it’s nice.

So for some reason we woke up yesterday to a beer or few, I guess it was to ready up for the England v USA world cup match.

However the previous day whilst about town my wallet dissappeared from our car. I had it out of my pocket to lay on the beach, and later to skate.
Losing a wallet is a big inconvenience. Yes I shouldn’t have kept all of my cards in there, and I won’t. Well I think they are all cancelled now, but a bigger issue is my lack of drivibg licence, so I won’t be driving for a while.
I’ve called up my insurance and I can claim £250 to cover the loss which almost covers it all so I’ll just have to be penniless for now.

So for the football we headed down to a pretty posh campsite across the lake where all of the R.V.s are the size of a bus. It was a modern bar by the water front so quite pleasent.
There isn’t much I can say about the match except that what should have been a fine win was not. Better try next time I hope.

While in the camp we couldn’t say no to €1 showers, and our first proper wash in several days. Mmmmmmm

So after a sleepy drive up to Kelowna we stopped at hemp city to ask about where there was to party, and it seemed that everybody was off in the mountains at a music festival. Well $75 is a bit much to spend on a night out, for homeless, unemployed people so that wasn’t an option.

We drove on out of town a little to find some woods and an abandonned mill behind walmart inhabited by lots of pine martins and a beautiful meadow with hoodoos for a back drop. So camp site found we got some bread, humous and cider and enjoyed the sunset, with the occasional boy racer trying to drift through the car park.

That done we set off on foot Ali g the railway, honing our tight rope walking skills as we went.

In town we got chatting to some random English girls who guided us to a nightclub where we had a soberish, but entertaing dance for a while.

The fun came after our little sit by the waterfront an we gained enough energy to make the hour long walk back to the car.
I Insisted on taking an alternative route back “never go to the same place twice” and a couple of seconds after I stepped out of the road a huge pick up plowed through the car where I had just stepped from, and tore off down the road. An Audi A6 took the worst of it and after we provided the neighbours with our details for witness records we headed off to walk the rest of the way home.
Well to our fascination and mischief there were some machines re-doing the lines on the road. So with little hesitation Malcolm and I set to leaving our mark upon the town and walking down the lines, collecting paint on our feet we ran around the road leaving White foot trails.
Next luck we found a Dominos pizza with 10 minutes before closing, however they refused to open for us. But when there’s a will there’s a way, and I happened upon the idea of making a call and ordering a pizza to be collected so we waited around the corner. 10 mins later and our $7 pizza was done.
Just in time for the road markers to cone back for the other direction. Fun fun.

So we set up tent at 4am beside a stream which made for one of the nicest sounding camps within a city I have ever had.

What better than to wake up to a beautiful morning to set the day going.

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Osoyoos life

Thursday, June 10th, 2010

Almost a week in, and it’s going great, there are ups and downs, but it’s mainly up so far. We have found everybody to be so friendly down here, whenever we go to farms to ask for work, even if they have no work, they forward us on to other farms, after a good long chat about life.

We did a bit of shopping in Kelowna the other day, so now Malcolm and I have queen size inflatable matresses, which makes a world of difference to a nights sleep. He also picked up a tent, giant six man that could double up as a garage for our car it’s so big! So now we use his other tent as a kitchen/pantry.

We stayed over Kelowna, taking the golf over a very bumpy road by a super rich part of town, but found a great place to camp overlooking the city, valley and lakes. And so we continue to live out in the kind of wild, out of cizilization. Now we are on a hill over looking Osoyoos. You could be forgiven for believing that we we by the Mediterranean here, it’s so beautiful, and mostly warm. This is supposed to be the hottest place in Canada, with record temperatures close to 50degrees!

Where we are camping is a hillside where fruit pickers are known to camp, we’ve picked a spot with a handful of English speakers, whereas across from us is an area with well over 150 French speakers. Apparently last year a forest fire started out from the camp across from us. The camp had been set up by the town to accommodate the pickers, but ended up costing the town around $100,000 to clean up an put out the fire. The french speakers have received the blame, resulting in quite a bit of racism toward the french canadians. However nobody gets any trouble up here. The only problem up here is the lack of running water, electricity and showers. But it’s a great life living away from everything, with such great views.

Yesterday we had a days work, piece work, a lovely had advertised in the job centre. So it was to be $40 for a line of peach and nectarine trees to be thinned. This should have taken one person 4 hours per line. Yet with her aiding the three of us it took almost four hours per line. So after being paid $140 for over ten hours work, we have worked our poorest days work. Thus we ended our working relationship as below $4 per hour is not worth it. We should spend our time looking for better work.
However we had a great day bonding. Nat and I have only known each other a couple of weeks and all three of us have much to learn from each other. We had great discussions about travelling, sex, food, cooking, friends, picking-up and life in general. I think that we are going to have a great time together this summer.
I’m going to get back into speaking French, as Nat can speak French French since she spent a couple of years in Meribel, which is great, and we can both teach Malcolm some French.

Each night we have a campfire, in a well built firepit surrounded by rocks, which we’ve cooked baked potatos, rice, falafal, quinoa, stuffed tomatos, eggs, toast and more on. It’s great, living out here, rent free is wonderful. It doesn’t hurt being so close to USA that we can see the border as supermarket prices are really low. It’s a shame my passport os en route from Banff, so we can’t go and see the states right now.

So it rained heavily last night, and my tent now has a couple of puddles inside, a $30 tent is expected to leak I guess but can I be expected to keep this tent if I am to live in it for four months? Maybe the rain is a freak thing. This is the wettest year ever around here, so maybe it’ll get back to normal and dry up, or maybe not. I also forgot to mention that I have bought a skateboard.

The day before leaving Banff, I emptied out my coin tin to count up $212 so with Malcolm being a great skater, it makes sense that if I’m not snowboarding, I can still be working on my riding in summer, so I have started learning to skate. Better late than never, how many people start skating at my age? Not many I think. I’ve had three days trying and it’s going well, so far I’m just working on my balance, but this should work great as training for winters, as well as keeping me active and fit! Bring on the grazed elbows.

Enjoy some photos (why exactly the upload has turned these upside down i have no clue, but i have things to do in town, so it will have to stay like that for now), and (no idea why they are so small, so something else to work on for next time!):

Quipate

Wednesday, October 14th, 2009

I hear sirens, so off goes the music. Maybe it’s the firemen can’t be arses to talk room to room so use loud speakers.
We’re 100m from fort myers beach playing a cardgame: shithead and we’re almost out of wine, all of the cider having been drunk down on the beach.
Fill in; today was a boring 400mile drive down Florida.
We arrived here in time to have a swim in the sea while the sun was setting.
Alan is afraid of the sea, even if it is 2ft deep! Creepy crawlies nibble away your extremities?
It is wonderfully warm here, in the sea and out.
We tried having a pic nic dinner on the beach, but due to the serious amount of mosquitos attacking us, we retreated from the water to drink and play cards.
Alan picked the game, won initially, but that didn’t last long.
So i’m sat here with wine, cards, bread and humous while he’s off buying liquor.
I could cheat and change his cards, but is it worth it?
We’re going to sleep in the tent tonight. There are no camp sites, we’re not allowed to sleep on the beach, so upon the recommendation of a local, we will stay in an RV park, and see what happens in the morning, maybe the owner will wake us us and give us trouble, if not, then Bingo! Free night :)
Oh and it’s beautiful here by the sea, damn these demon insects.

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Rummy

Tuesday, September 29th, 2009

Up to you.
It’s late and I’m trying to wait as late as possible before going to sleep. I have a Super thin sleeping bag, no pillow and no roll-mat/matress so it could be as uncomfortable as when we slept in yosemite. A few beers and thirty odd rounds of rummy and I don’t quite feel ready for this.
Today has been cool, so cool that it didn’t sink in until it was over.
So to start off we sent sone post and bought breakfast, uneventful, buuut then we went to drive and again the car wouldn’t turn over. Luckily enough the only garage in town was 2 doors down so we mosied on over to get a jump, and change of battery, lovely mechanic, red neck but friendly. He was even doing up an English taxi from 1960, pretty cool. So now we shouldn’t, hopefully, have and more car worries.
After that drama was over we drove up to Grand Canyon national park, and did the touristy stuff, photographs, rock hopping n yeh, got sick of it, and we drove south.
We enjoyed the sunset over Sedona, magical.
So now to camping and getting to sleep.

do you remember slavery?

Wednesday, June 17th, 2009

the song lyrics we were played while we were in a reggae squat club, everybody keeps repeation, slowly, raggae style,a nd is stuck in my head.

so we are back at alex’s house, and i’m even writing on my mac, god it’s nice to use a real keyboard!

so this morning after everybody awoke, we went to the pool, and were messing about on the slides in the camp, and i accidentally managed to hospitalise courtney. i landed on her at the base of the slide. so being that she has sclorosis, she was freaked. but it’s ok, she;s drugged up and in a neck brace and should be fine In a few days. thank fk!

(damn i try pressing space twice to get a . like the ipod does)

so it’s been stupidly hot, mid 30′s all day, and i’m sunburned. well so are harry and christian. but i slept 2 hours last night, and need bed. but first alex’s mum is cooking dinner, so yum yum:)

Dangerwank, dangerwank

Monday, June 15th, 2009

So we spent a somewhat crazy, sleep deprived, drunk, hot, sunny, long weekend at the 24 hours of le Mans.
Friday we arrived at the city at about four, to congestion. All day we’d been seeing racy cars, and the reception was of no exception, Jérémy clarkson in a ferrari included. Tickets €25 each check, camping for group of six €49 check, so far so cheap. Off to the supermarket we fill a shopping trolley with booze. I made my concerns over the lack of alcahol known, but this and a bit of soup, cheese, and dried mash potato was to be our staple for 3-4 days.
So to the track, we missed our turn off and raced along the track, and back, before finding our campsite. We were late arrivals so camped so far from the action the field was relatively empty. Still a strange site it was to see fields of tents with porsches, ferraris, atoms, tvrs, kit cars, well every boys dream, all polished on show, and being covered in dust. Some people had been there since Monday so the piles of beer bottles/cans were already geting artful.
We throw up our tents and get drinking. A quick watch of some vintage cars on the track and back to eat mash and meet fellow campers. Some crazy French guys next to us, a bit of football, Dutch blowing up plant pots, some drunken joy rides and I woke up Saturday morning, just blurred memories.
The frencies passed me some whiskey, I have a beer, eau d’vie and pastiis, an go to watch the warm up. Then after some quick food I head to the track to watch the start at three pm. I was toasted but managed to find the Dunlop bridge. It was quite exciting, but the alcahol in my system, along with the fact that I was without my chums made it less that it could have been. Still it was awesome to see these cars that I’ve read about all of my life, and for the fast ones to lap the slower some after three or four laps. This a 13.6km track. These guys were doing 3:26 laps, averaging 180kmh!
So I wonder to the camp, nobody, walk to visage arnage, nobody, bus to musanne, I necked 2l of water an chill on the back watchin the race. There are so many amateur camera people going snap, snap, snap for every car.
Finally I found the guys back at camp, alex is put for the count. We stop by the track pay an extortionate price for a cold beer and watch the cars into the night. Dad said we’d never see a crash, but we did get to watch an audi take the corner too fast, and smash backwards into the tyre barrier. I think we left after midnight, for more madness in the campsite. So several joy rides on the van, some kebabs, close calls, but the sequrity loved us with their camera love, and again I wake up in a haze.
So I started Sunday off with no booze, and check that the cars are still going. Just an escape really, as how can I not tell, being camped in the track?
I suggested that we all pack up and drive to the mulsanne corner, to avoid the rush to leave at three.
So the peugots are in the top two, a mazda goes hard into the barriers, safety car out, an Aston blows up entering the pits. It was too hot and I almost pass put. For the last three laps the cars bunch together, peugots, corvettes, audis, ferraris etc. The race is for all intents over, peurgot hdi’s first and second and sixth, audi tdi third, Aston fourth, and lolo fifth.
I rooted for aston, being british, and audi because i’m an audi driver and born in Germany. So not a bad finish, allez les bleus!
So we got away nicely, I felt sick and passed out to wake up by la Rochelle. We had a lush meal here on Ile de Re. It’s been fun, time for longfggggg sleeeeep.
Good night.

Paranoia

Friday, June 12th, 2009

I’m laying in the tent paranoid as f. There are millions of Mosquitos tonight. Maybe there is one in the tent here. Maybe there isn’t. But a bit of red wine and every itch, every movement of fabric and I can’t help but swat.
Sleep dammit!

Tax of life

Thursday, June 11th, 2009

Sonsy, of large bosom and pleasant curves.
I’m laying on the zebra in France.
We saw the worlds largest cuckoo clocks, and visited house of 1000 clocks, and refused to pay €3 to see some little waterfalls.
We passed through Strasbourg and saw the ‘bridge’ of the EU.
So now I lay in a campsite in France.
We’ve almost come full circle, and have visited over 15 countries in a month.
I’m sick of the van and how uncomfortable it is with six of us on a six hour drive, though she has been good to us.
I’m looking forward to 24 du me mans!!

Black showers

Thursday, June 11th, 2009

We’re camped atop a hill in the black forest maybe 50km south west of Stuttgart. The area is very pretty, nut this hill seems to be prone to taking the weather hard. The rain comes and goes, wind flattens our tent, and sun roasts us, so I’m up and in the safety of the loos.
The previous night we stayed in Munich. In a giant hostel, jaeger’s hostel, forty bed basement, it would be in our least favourite two. We didn’t meet any nice people, but we did find a nice eat out. A local brewery/eat house. The food was plentiful and cheap, the beer was plentiful and tastey, and it felt like bavaria.
Yesterday we found a go kart track. Ian, harry, Christian and I managed to scrape together €20 each for a 15minute run. The track, Austrian karting, was good, purpose built in the woods. But we all started at different times. Ian and I were racing but three times I spun off, never managed to catch him, but it was fun all the while. I have a hugely bruised right hip to show for the action.
Maybe I’ll go and sit in the van with my book.

Stupid tourists

Saturday, June 6th, 2009

We’re now in Prague and we’re now six.
Christian is with us, and it’s going to be a week and a half of solid drinking.
The previous night, we camped in the woods by a lake Blair witch style. Then we headed for kutna hora. Still an awesome town. Quiet, historic, beautiful and eerie.
Last night we had some local cuisine then went to the beer factory. Stupid and drunk we walked out on the bill, so we won’t be going back there, good.
Am still in bed, ready to roll.
Oh and our seven euro hostal, yes €7, has a sauna and pool!!!

 

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