I finally got out of Sydney this past weekend. I met some friends, a bunch of French people (some French some French Canadians) about a week ago, and they invited me along to go camping with them. I was so delighted to go, and so happy to meet this group of people because I just don't think I would have stayed sane if all I did in my free time was go to clubs or pubs and all of that other wild and crazy party stuff. Long story short, I was looking for some people like this.
I started my day off early and packed WAY too much stuff in my backpack. I have no idea how it got to be so heavy, but I knew very well I was only staying for one night. I walked around town, in and out of shops and malls, along city streets, winding among mobs of people in the middle of the wonderfully steamy day - drenched in sweat (sexy) lugging a 40 - 500 pound pack around - looking for a tent for the first two hours of the day before I met up with the four others. I never found a tent that was within my current financial means, but I did find a $15 tarp at zero hour, right before I left the grocery store on our way to the train. SCORE! Now I had the option of sleeping in a tent or under a tarp.
Train ride was great, got to see some of the country side, had a good talk with George from the Czech Republic. He had decided to stop drinking for awhile because he wanted to get refocused with his life, said he does that from time to time. I admire that; when anyone has the wits about them to take a step back to look at any sort of the 'big picture' in their lives is a very purposeful thing.
So amazing. How perspectives can differ... for instance how we often wish some things in life were cheaper, or free, or to have more money naively thinking we would be better off if such were the case. The truth of the matter is that it's good to have to work hard for things, because that investment becomes so much more valuable when we consider quitting.
George commented that he wished his schooling wasn't as cheap as it was (practically free) because otherwise he would have a degree right now. He wouldn't have started and quit his studies on three seperate occasions. He would have a little more direction because his investment would have implored him to continue with the courses he decided to take. In an ideal world the most imporant investment we would respond to would simply be our time and for the sake of life, but in reality that's seldom a tremendous motivator when compared to something like money.
Camping was absolute heaven. Met some Aussies at the train station who took us aboout 20 minutes out of Woy Woy (the town's name) to our semi - destination. We had to get out of this gigantic truck and walk for a bit (ok it was a station wagon, but quite the off - roader) so that we could get past some boulders, rocks, and ruts on our way there. 5 minutes in the sun and we were already wiped out. I loved it. Then we had to hike for 15 minutes down another rocky, winding, slope to our actual campsite. Sandals weren't a smart choice that day... nor the 500 pound 'day pack'... nor the thirty bomb of Tooheys with pack of quickly melting ice in my arms. But I got a great work out. And that ocean was sooo refreshing once I hoped in.
We had a little beach party that night. Some Aussies we met, along with another group of people from the UK, came down to join our group after awhile. They were all dancing around the fire as George switched between singing while playing the guitar (he had a funny song that was amazingly catchy and humorous, hopefully I can get one of the videos up here to share) to blasting out some SUPER sweet beats on his wicked awesome PORTABLE DRUM SET. I want one. It's a friggen box and it totally rocked my world.
I ended the night with a hug smile on my face, my hair embedded in the sand, eyes locked on the stars, fire smoldering, just chatting away with one of my new friends. I decided to sleep on the beach rolled up in my tarp. I had my bed sheet from home and snuggled up in my tarp tube. It amused me. Despite having grown up on Lake huron, I believe that's the first time I've ever actually SLEPT on a beach. All in all, glorious weekend.
I really want to work out some way to keep these posts shorter, but I also have soooo much to share... Oh the tortures that Australia has presented me. Hardy har har.
Tuesday, March 6, 2007
Monday, March 5, 2007
This made me giggle...
“When I was a boy of fourteen, my father was so ignorant that I could hardly stand to have the old man around. But when I got to be 21, I was astonished at how much he had learned in seven years.”
- Mark Twain
Granted I don't really believe this about my father. It just reminded me of when I was fourteen, that was the during the period I was calling him Chewbacca, and my mother dearest Princess Leigha (ignore the spelling - you get the point).
That stuff's HILARIOUS.
Chewy 4 life
- Mark Twain
Granted I don't really believe this about my father. It just reminded me of when I was fourteen, that was the during the period I was calling him Chewbacca, and my mother dearest Princess Leigha (ignore the spelling - you get the point).
That stuff's HILARIOUS.
Chewy 4 life
Thursday, March 1, 2007
Perhaps it could change my life... again.
I haven't looked into this website too much but I'm excited about it so I wanted to share it. I'd insert a link here, but I clearly don't know what I'm doing. Go to www.43things.com if you're curious. I think it has wonderful potential to be a really powerful and effective resource. Let me know what you think.
Books that have recently rocked my world:
The Richest Man to Have Ever Lived by Steven K. Scott
The Heart's Code by Dr. Paul Pearsal
And I'm two chapters into it, but totally in tune with it's message:
The Power of Intention by Dr. Wayne Dyer
The Heart's Code by Dr. Paul Pearsal
And I'm two chapters into it, but totally in tune with it's message:
The Power of Intention by Dr. Wayne Dyer
"The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new lands, but in seeing with new eyes." - Marcel Proust
Whew, I'm in Australia. I've been here for 9 days now I think? I'm done with classes for the week. I've got them Monday, Wednesday, and Thursday, and they're all seeming to be pretty cool. Life has never been better. I've just set some new FANTASTIC goals for myself, and I'm staying open to the world and developing a better picture to the career path I want to take - and I've only been gone for two weeks!
New Zealand absolutely blew me away. I'm going back, no doubt about it - 8 days wasn't nearly enough time to spend there, but I"m so grateful I had that time. I could have done all the same stuff just traveling by myself and saved some money, but hoping on the Stray bus tour made it SO easy to meet people. I've had so many insightful fascinating conversations so far. When we were traveling at one point, my buddy Sam made the comment that he didn't realize places like this existed. Mountains soaring right out of lakes like sheets of glass, rolling green hills, wildlife, and adventure all around. The scale and grandness of the places we visited was beyond words, just God - like. I love the sublime.
One of the funnest times I had during that trip was when our tire blew out in the middle of no where. It was after we went to visit a sheep farm, which I find incredibly amusing to be a tourist attraction, where we got to shear some sheep and check out the sheep dogs doing their thing. THOSE GUYS ARE AMAZING... stark contrast to my dog Duffy who wouldn't even put up Pheasant for my dad. It'd be entertaining to work there for a few days, but I'd probably only go back there to get that darn gigabyte memory card full of pictures that's likely laying in some sheep turds. ANYWAYS. We were stranded on the road and our driver had no idea how to change the tire. Some of the passengers took the lead and spent a solid half hour trying to turn the nuts in the wrong direction, which was a funny realization to have, and then we spent a good deal of time more with three grown men jumping on the wrench because the nuts were frozen. Rather amusing.
I could write a novel of all the things I've experienced and perspectives I've been exposed to. All in all, my time in New Zealand was wonderful.
I have 3 other roomates in Australia. The one I'm rooming with is from Brazil and the other two are Americans. Three of us hang out all the time, but the fourth guy is always doing his own thing. Fine by me, I just hope he feels comfy in his own house. I didn't really feel like I was in Australia for awhile there, more like America, especially because there are SO many Americans around where I live. But we finally got downtown and saw the bridge and the Opera House. We were just wandering the streets exploring and they kind of exploded out at us from around a bend. It took a bit to sink in, I was like "Oh golly gee, that's a big bridge, and shucks that's a cool design for the Opera house..." and then I wondered how many times I had seen those images in a picture, or painting, or film.
"HOLY CRAP I'M IN AUSTRALIA!" Was the general response I had. So many little things I could write about. But I'll just leave with this little story, and a declaration of my next trip: I'm heading to Manchu Picchu (I think that's how you spell it) for two weeks at some point next year, with my central intention to get a guide to hike through the forest to the ruins. I'm making plans for it as we speak, just trying to stay open to what the universe has in store for me. I decided to do this because of a couple I met.
For those who don't know me well, I'm addicted to anything involving leadership and personal growth, most notably the concept involving the Law of Attraction. So before my trip I devoted (and continue to do so) a lot of time towards creating and attracting to my life the sort of experience I wanted to have while abroad; I'm very much in the learning stages with these ideas though, so I more or less just started toying with it to see what would happen. One of those, "What if it really would work?" sort of things. One little 'experiment' I did was to see if I could attract a seatmate that would in some way change my life, or become a mentor, or just impact me in a really unique way. Well it happened.
I met some pleasant people on my way out, good conversations, but more just exchanging pleasantries. From LA to New Zealand I don't think I even said one word to anyone except when I had to take a piss. But when I was leaving AH CRAP I JUST REALIZED WHAT HAPPENED. Sorry. When I was heading to Australia, leaving New Zealand, I was running late for my plane, I was like the last one on, and some lady was in my seat thinking she was in row 13 instead of 14. I just traded her seats instead of making her get up. I'd have rather sat by the pleasant young couple I was assigned to sit by instead of the OLD people I ended up sitting by.
You see, I was weary from my last flight arriving to Queenstown, that since they were OLD they would try giving me a bunch of pointless insight on how they wish an entire friggen airport would move one entire friggen mountain valley over so that they wouldn't have to drive their car so far or some other amazingly enlightening conversation similar to that... and I was just getting to the adventure capital of the world. WHOOO WEEE. (That reminds me of some eastern saying... wu wei (woo way) I believe it is. Can't remember what it means, go with the flow, or like water, or... geeze that's gonna bother me) Anyways, I'm glad I'm never getting OLD.
Ok I wasn't really that cynical or worried, you don't have time to feel that way when you're on 'cloud nine billion', I asked where they were from when I realized they were Americans and time just 'flew' by from there. They were retired and spent about 6 months out of the year traveling. Hearing their stories got me so inspired to do more, and grateful to be in that seat.
Let me be clear: I don't believe in coincidences, nothing 'just happens' and the more I open myself up to it, the more I've experienced synchronicities like this in my life. I had litterally decided and commited to myself that I would continue traveling for two weeks straight every single year of my life RIGHT before I hopped on that plane, I had already experienced such an amazing new side of life I couldn't bear to imagine not doing more. They implored me to go to Manchu Picchu as soon as I commented about my recent decision.
They left me with a passion. They left me with great advice. And of course, I got their email. What I was looking for though mostly, was the direction they left me with. Another aspiration. Another dream and goal. A vision for future possibilities, and a revived awareness that at any point in time you can meet someone who will become a friend for life, or change the path you walk in a huge, grand way. I don' t think I'm relating very hell how impactful that experience was for me, but that's ok for now, there's more juicy details I can include at some other point.
I freaked out earlier that I didn't meet any hugely inspirational person on any of my previous flights because all of the affirmations I wrote down, and visualizing I did, involved me going to AUSTRALIA, not New Zealand. I forgot, somehow or another, that the Law of Attraction is always giving you exactly what you're asking for, to the 'T' good or bad. These things, of creating and attracting the things present in your life might sound weird or pretty 'new agey' to alot of people, but they're powerful. The more I learn the better I feel, and more exciting my life becomes.
Enough writing for me, cheers to you.
New Zealand absolutely blew me away. I'm going back, no doubt about it - 8 days wasn't nearly enough time to spend there, but I"m so grateful I had that time. I could have done all the same stuff just traveling by myself and saved some money, but hoping on the Stray bus tour made it SO easy to meet people. I've had so many insightful fascinating conversations so far. When we were traveling at one point, my buddy Sam made the comment that he didn't realize places like this existed. Mountains soaring right out of lakes like sheets of glass, rolling green hills, wildlife, and adventure all around. The scale and grandness of the places we visited was beyond words, just God - like. I love the sublime.
One of the funnest times I had during that trip was when our tire blew out in the middle of no where. It was after we went to visit a sheep farm, which I find incredibly amusing to be a tourist attraction, where we got to shear some sheep and check out the sheep dogs doing their thing. THOSE GUYS ARE AMAZING... stark contrast to my dog Duffy who wouldn't even put up Pheasant for my dad. It'd be entertaining to work there for a few days, but I'd probably only go back there to get that darn gigabyte memory card full of pictures that's likely laying in some sheep turds. ANYWAYS. We were stranded on the road and our driver had no idea how to change the tire. Some of the passengers took the lead and spent a solid half hour trying to turn the nuts in the wrong direction, which was a funny realization to have, and then we spent a good deal of time more with three grown men jumping on the wrench because the nuts were frozen. Rather amusing.
I could write a novel of all the things I've experienced and perspectives I've been exposed to. All in all, my time in New Zealand was wonderful.
I have 3 other roomates in Australia. The one I'm rooming with is from Brazil and the other two are Americans. Three of us hang out all the time, but the fourth guy is always doing his own thing. Fine by me, I just hope he feels comfy in his own house. I didn't really feel like I was in Australia for awhile there, more like America, especially because there are SO many Americans around where I live. But we finally got downtown and saw the bridge and the Opera House. We were just wandering the streets exploring and they kind of exploded out at us from around a bend. It took a bit to sink in, I was like "Oh golly gee, that's a big bridge, and shucks that's a cool design for the Opera house..." and then I wondered how many times I had seen those images in a picture, or painting, or film.
"HOLY CRAP I'M IN AUSTRALIA!" Was the general response I had. So many little things I could write about. But I'll just leave with this little story, and a declaration of my next trip: I'm heading to Manchu Picchu (I think that's how you spell it) for two weeks at some point next year, with my central intention to get a guide to hike through the forest to the ruins. I'm making plans for it as we speak, just trying to stay open to what the universe has in store for me. I decided to do this because of a couple I met.
For those who don't know me well, I'm addicted to anything involving leadership and personal growth, most notably the concept involving the Law of Attraction. So before my trip I devoted (and continue to do so) a lot of time towards creating and attracting to my life the sort of experience I wanted to have while abroad; I'm very much in the learning stages with these ideas though, so I more or less just started toying with it to see what would happen. One of those, "What if it really would work?" sort of things. One little 'experiment' I did was to see if I could attract a seatmate that would in some way change my life, or become a mentor, or just impact me in a really unique way. Well it happened.
I met some pleasant people on my way out, good conversations, but more just exchanging pleasantries. From LA to New Zealand I don't think I even said one word to anyone except when I had to take a piss. But when I was leaving AH CRAP I JUST REALIZED WHAT HAPPENED. Sorry. When I was heading to Australia, leaving New Zealand, I was running late for my plane, I was like the last one on, and some lady was in my seat thinking she was in row 13 instead of 14. I just traded her seats instead of making her get up. I'd have rather sat by the pleasant young couple I was assigned to sit by instead of the OLD people I ended up sitting by.
You see, I was weary from my last flight arriving to Queenstown, that since they were OLD they would try giving me a bunch of pointless insight on how they wish an entire friggen airport would move one entire friggen mountain valley over so that they wouldn't have to drive their car so far or some other amazingly enlightening conversation similar to that... and I was just getting to the adventure capital of the world. WHOOO WEEE. (That reminds me of some eastern saying... wu wei (woo way) I believe it is. Can't remember what it means, go with the flow, or like water, or... geeze that's gonna bother me) Anyways, I'm glad I'm never getting OLD.
Ok I wasn't really that cynical or worried, you don't have time to feel that way when you're on 'cloud nine billion', I asked where they were from when I realized they were Americans and time just 'flew' by from there. They were retired and spent about 6 months out of the year traveling. Hearing their stories got me so inspired to do more, and grateful to be in that seat.
Let me be clear: I don't believe in coincidences, nothing 'just happens' and the more I open myself up to it, the more I've experienced synchronicities like this in my life. I had litterally decided and commited to myself that I would continue traveling for two weeks straight every single year of my life RIGHT before I hopped on that plane, I had already experienced such an amazing new side of life I couldn't bear to imagine not doing more. They implored me to go to Manchu Picchu as soon as I commented about my recent decision.
They left me with a passion. They left me with great advice. And of course, I got their email. What I was looking for though mostly, was the direction they left me with. Another aspiration. Another dream and goal. A vision for future possibilities, and a revived awareness that at any point in time you can meet someone who will become a friend for life, or change the path you walk in a huge, grand way. I don' t think I'm relating very hell how impactful that experience was for me, but that's ok for now, there's more juicy details I can include at some other point.
I freaked out earlier that I didn't meet any hugely inspirational person on any of my previous flights because all of the affirmations I wrote down, and visualizing I did, involved me going to AUSTRALIA, not New Zealand. I forgot, somehow or another, that the Law of Attraction is always giving you exactly what you're asking for, to the 'T' good or bad. These things, of creating and attracting the things present in your life might sound weird or pretty 'new agey' to alot of people, but they're powerful. The more I learn the better I feel, and more exciting my life becomes.
Enough writing for me, cheers to you.
Monday, February 26, 2007
One of the 'special' people in my life...
I intend to make an actual update of my time abroad, but for the time being I feel the need to relate with all of you one of the reasons I still feel so connected back home. Maybe this dialogue makes no sense to any of you, but I find it to be incredibly hilarious. Pootypablo and I were using our emails like an instant messenger for a bit there, here's a snapshot of the convo...
Ryan Bannan wrote:>> PS it's 3:07 pm on Monday, 26 February
Patrick Bannan wrote:>> HOT DAMN! THIS SHIT IS SWEET! Tell me this: Do they have flying cars yet, in the future? Good boy with three hours of computer use. That's what I like to hear.
Pat. 11:10 PM Sunday, 25 February, 1996
Ryan Bannan wrote:>> That and so much more my young lad. So much more. It's hilarious> that I'm on the other side of the world right now. Cheers to you.
Patrick Bannan wrote:>> Listen here dickhead. You being from the future doesn't make you olderthan me, it makes you YOUNGER than me. I've been waiting for this damnmoment my whole life. You and your precious 3 to 6 minutes ofsuperiority. WELL I HAVE A WHOLE FREAKING DAY NOW! Which means I'mcalling the shots. Which means YOU get to clean up the dog poop, and Iget to pick the song on the radio. HA! You better learn to respectyour elders. So help me.And I don't wanna hear any crap about faulty logic either. Again, I'molder, by a LOT, which means I'm smarter, not that I wasn't smarterbefore, but comparing now to then, well, you can only imagine.
Signed,The Middle Child, I am awesome Inc., Owner, 1-800-555-Better-than-you
P.S. Take THAT!
Ryan Bannan wrote:>> PS it's 3:07 pm on Monday, 26 February
Patrick Bannan wrote:>> HOT DAMN! THIS SHIT IS SWEET! Tell me this: Do they have flying cars yet, in the future? Good boy with three hours of computer use. That's what I like to hear.
Pat. 11:10 PM Sunday, 25 February, 1996
Ryan Bannan wrote:>> That and so much more my young lad. So much more. It's hilarious> that I'm on the other side of the world right now. Cheers to you.
Patrick Bannan wrote:>> Listen here dickhead. You being from the future doesn't make you olderthan me, it makes you YOUNGER than me. I've been waiting for this damnmoment my whole life. You and your precious 3 to 6 minutes ofsuperiority. WELL I HAVE A WHOLE FREAKING DAY NOW! Which means I'mcalling the shots. Which means YOU get to clean up the dog poop, and Iget to pick the song on the radio. HA! You better learn to respectyour elders. So help me.And I don't wanna hear any crap about faulty logic either. Again, I'molder, by a LOT, which means I'm smarter, not that I wasn't smarterbefore, but comparing now to then, well, you can only imagine.
Signed,The Middle Child, I am awesome Inc., Owner, 1-800-555-Better-than-you
P.S. Take THAT!
Monday, February 12, 2007
I'm in frigging New Zealand
I completely forgot how to post things on here, and I have no idea how I got to this page to add some thoughts, so I'll just take this as a good omen.
Well I'm here, and I feel like I'm on cloud nine... billion. What the crimeny is that saying supposed to mean anyways? I flew into Auckland, New Zealand yesterday and hopped on the air bus, which I stayed on for probably two hours - I missed my stop the first time around I was so happy to be here. Then I found my way to Formule 1 Backpackers, it was recommended to me by one of my local friends: pretty new, pretty nice, pretty unihnabited by any other fellow adventurists. I didn't mind though, I decided to stay there in the first place because I would have my own room; that would provide me a chance to hibernate for awhile and get my bearings. I never ended up hibernating, although I did go to bed way early - slept from 8pm till about 7am.
I was way out of my comfort zone for the first few hours I was in town, although still highly amused. Two guys offered to smoke me down within probably the first ten minutes I was at the backpacker, one of them, looked to be in his late 30s, had been living there for the past 8 months and was wearing one of those long dress thingies (hopefully I'll become cultured enough to know what that was actually called by the time I leave). To be perfectly honest I was tempted to partake, but I'm not really trying to collapse another lung anytime soon, when I declined they both became much less talkative.
Anyways, the comfort zone thing, I was really kind of freaking out. It hit me while I was walking back onto the plane in Fiji that I didn't know a soul where I was going, and that that comfort of home was along ways away... at least that's what I thought at first. I'm pretty sure people walk on the left side of the sidewalk here, not positive, because it's kind of chaotic on the footpath, but I'm not about to ask so I'll just keep ooon truckin. It took me quite the while to figure that out, surprisingly enough. I found another backpacker fairly shortly after wandering the streets checking things out, and this place is COMPLETELY my style. By the end of the day I had figured out the phones, found some cheap internet, a place to store my bags tonight, and most importantly a smile that I absolutely could not wipe off my face. When I first arrived I felt like I stuck out like a sore thumb, and didn't like it, when I was walking back to my place I had to have stood out (like a SOAR thumb :)) because of that huge smile, and couldn't have cared less. I'm in New friggen Zealand.
So this afternoon I'm going to stay at a friends place on Waiheke Island where they'll show me around. Then tomorrow I fly down to the South Island for Christchurch, where I'll either start a bus tour from there, or make my way down to Queenstown and work from there. I didn't realize how nervous I was about not really having planned anything, but now that I've discovered the world of hostels, I couldn't really give a damn about it. I have no reservation anymore about just leaving for a destination and finding a place to stay - lugging my bags around is the biggest challenge I have, and a welcome one. I had the thought this morning that I should start stretching after I'm done with my little work out (how revolutionary Ryan), and the first page I came to online today was of "10 great stretches - for men". I consider that a message from the universe, so I printed it off. I've got so much on my mind right now, but it all kinda just makes sense, I'm in the flow right now and it feels great.
Cheers,
Radical Ryno
Well I'm here, and I feel like I'm on cloud nine... billion. What the crimeny is that saying supposed to mean anyways? I flew into Auckland, New Zealand yesterday and hopped on the air bus, which I stayed on for probably two hours - I missed my stop the first time around I was so happy to be here. Then I found my way to Formule 1 Backpackers, it was recommended to me by one of my local friends: pretty new, pretty nice, pretty unihnabited by any other fellow adventurists. I didn't mind though, I decided to stay there in the first place because I would have my own room; that would provide me a chance to hibernate for awhile and get my bearings. I never ended up hibernating, although I did go to bed way early - slept from 8pm till about 7am.
I was way out of my comfort zone for the first few hours I was in town, although still highly amused. Two guys offered to smoke me down within probably the first ten minutes I was at the backpacker, one of them, looked to be in his late 30s, had been living there for the past 8 months and was wearing one of those long dress thingies (hopefully I'll become cultured enough to know what that was actually called by the time I leave). To be perfectly honest I was tempted to partake, but I'm not really trying to collapse another lung anytime soon, when I declined they both became much less talkative.
Anyways, the comfort zone thing, I was really kind of freaking out. It hit me while I was walking back onto the plane in Fiji that I didn't know a soul where I was going, and that that comfort of home was along ways away... at least that's what I thought at first. I'm pretty sure people walk on the left side of the sidewalk here, not positive, because it's kind of chaotic on the footpath, but I'm not about to ask so I'll just keep ooon truckin. It took me quite the while to figure that out, surprisingly enough. I found another backpacker fairly shortly after wandering the streets checking things out, and this place is COMPLETELY my style. By the end of the day I had figured out the phones, found some cheap internet, a place to store my bags tonight, and most importantly a smile that I absolutely could not wipe off my face. When I first arrived I felt like I stuck out like a sore thumb, and didn't like it, when I was walking back to my place I had to have stood out (like a SOAR thumb :)) because of that huge smile, and couldn't have cared less. I'm in New friggen Zealand.
So this afternoon I'm going to stay at a friends place on Waiheke Island where they'll show me around. Then tomorrow I fly down to the South Island for Christchurch, where I'll either start a bus tour from there, or make my way down to Queenstown and work from there. I didn't realize how nervous I was about not really having planned anything, but now that I've discovered the world of hostels, I couldn't really give a damn about it. I have no reservation anymore about just leaving for a destination and finding a place to stay - lugging my bags around is the biggest challenge I have, and a welcome one. I had the thought this morning that I should start stretching after I'm done with my little work out (how revolutionary Ryan), and the first page I came to online today was of "10 great stretches - for men". I consider that a message from the universe, so I printed it off. I've got so much on my mind right now, but it all kinda just makes sense, I'm in the flow right now and it feels great.
Cheers,
Radical Ryno
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