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.


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Everytime I go to the bank and money comes out, I leap for joy. After experiences in Panama, and Venezuela, I don't take a bank machine for granted anymore. This time, I went for R1000, and Got it! I'll be keeping it in the pillow case ;-) and saving my outrageous banking fees. $30 per month allows for unlimited withdrawals anywhere in the world; I should hope so! If I can make one big withdrawal, and be my own bank, I can save that every month. I may not have a safe or a security guard with a big gun but I have a feeling noone is going to touch it.

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