Where I come from, winters are not allowed. Now that I’ve been through one, I perfectly understand the rationale. But the normal weather is back. You know what that means, right? Travelling time!
Continue reading It’s been one long winter…
We’ve been in the Silicon Valley for more than a week now. In case you don’t know (I didn’t until last week), the Silicon Valley is a pretty cool place. In a week, we went to a thick forests of super-high trees, a community of woods-people, a big abandoned industrial zone full of cool trash, and a useless beach. Why useless? Because the Silicon Valley has a pretty harsh cold weather, complete with wind and fog. You’d be crazy to want to go to the beach.
We live in this huge intentional community. A cluster of houses with 25 people living there. I’m not sure of the intention behind the community, but from what I have seen, it seems to be a MacBook owner club. Weirdo and cranky must look very silly with their cheap Linux laptop. That’s OK though, they’re used to it. Continue reading In the Silicon Valley with the Macbook hippies
Hitchhiking was so ridiculously hard in Southern-South-America that we ended up losing quite a bit of our edge. Salvador is where we turn it all around.
Salvador, day one
We flew there from Rio. Our actual destination was Yucatan, in Mexico, but flying to Yucatan means flying to Cancun which is one of the most overpriced tourist destination in America which is very much reflected in the plane ticket prices. Or so says Cranky. So she booked a ticket to Salvador, that was like half the price. I wanted to tell her that there may be a reason why Salvador was so cheap, and that we might not like that reason. I should have. The reason is: shotguns.
There are guys wearing fake uniforms, holding a shotgun everywhere in Salvador. Bank? Shotgun-guy. Supermarket? Shotgun guy. Gas station? Shotgun guy. This has got to be the richest shotgun-fetish-country we’ve ever been to. I mean, shotguns can’t be cheap, right?
When we landed, we didn’t know that yet. All we knew was that it was already 3pm and the kids in Yucatan were waiting for us. And we owed it to ourselves to make it to the Mexican border hitchhiking all the way. Continue reading Getting dirty in Central America.
First impression of Brazil: It’s cold!
We got off the bus in Curitiba, that is remarkable in that it his build 1000 meters in altitude. So instead of moving north towards a warmer climate, we had come back to our starting point. Genius!
I can’t blame Weirdo and Cranky though. Curitiba was the only place we had a host in.
Since we left Australia, it’s been quite difficult to find a host. We were desperate to the point of using the Couchsurfing® company. BeWelcome needs some love in South America…
It was the first time we Couchsurfed™ for a long time. And our previous experience had weirded us out a bit. Continue reading Couchsurfing dance in Brazil
I’m hitching my first truck. Way better than a car. They have a bed instead of back seats and I don’t need to stay in the harness. +1 for trucks.
So, since riding the metro or the bus means risking death through pneumonia by way of air-conditioning abuse, we hitchhiked from the Singapore suburb where we live to town. #HHrulez and #fuckdaAC
I was beginning to think that the whole day was going to suck when we got our Golden Ride. It was 14:00, we were hitchhiking since 8, and had only gotten one single respectable ride to a temple town called Chidambaram. A very noisy temple. Many people were celebrating a political victory of one kind or another by blowing up hundreds upon hundreds of firecrackers.
But the hitching wasn’t very good. People kept stopping on their motorcycle to explain to us how to get to the bus station. When we managed to get across the fact that we were hitching, they usually underwent a little culture shock and went on explaining that it was absolutely sure not to work. I really liked it when someone stopped to pick us up right at that moment. Continue reading Temple run