This blog's for ME

Almost 25 years old, asking my parents if I can sleep in their bed with them. I had thought I was going to be the 25th Prime Minister of Canada. Things had changed. 10 years later, I was still a scared little boy. The time had come to slap myself awake. One Saturday morning, November 19th, 2009, I declared to the world I would be riding my 10 year-old motorcycle from Vancouver, BC Canada to Rio de Janeiro, Brasil, and back.

The official departure was August 28th, 2010. A group of well-wishers saw me off at 8:03 am.

I arrived in Rio de Janeiro around 6 pm March 1st, 2011.



My return to Vancouver came on July 5th, 2011 about 2:00 pm.

Drug & alcohol abuse, ADD, social anxiety, health, chronic pain, night terrors.

So many concerns. But I am far more interested in this question: Do I have the capacity to make this trip despite all my shortcomings?

My mission: To inspire myself to face my fears, enlighten myself on how all living things can peacefully co-exist, enjoy every moment, and see the world as plentiful and generous.

Go ahead. Call me crazy. Call me anything you like.

I'm out to save my world.



I LOVE YOU ALL



Questions, comments, concerns, threats? Contact me: jason.chapman99@gmail.com


Banesco

Twice now, this bank has bailed me out. With the equivalent of 50 cents in Bolivars in my pocket, I could get to brazil on gas, but what about unforeseeables, and uhm..... food? So, i got into town, and the two banks were FULL of people. Waiting in line at the first, I finally got told by the lady that no, it wasnt possible. So I went to banesco, and after telling the security guard no i couldnt put my bag anywhere and had to hold on to it, sat down with the promotions person. i could only get 25o bolivars, about 70 bucks but enough of course to get me to brasil. She was missing both middle fingers, and her hands were cleft like. She was so beautiful i made sure to kiss them as a thank you. She blushed. I wanted her to know how much I appreciated her help, and kindness.

What would have happened if I couldnt have gotten money?

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