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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Gone Volcano Boarding

One of the youngest volcanoes in the world, Cerro Negro last erupted in 1999. 140 years before that, a flat valley of soy fields suddenly changed, as if a massive hand came lurching out of the earth to touch the sky! And, we now were to toboggan down it at 80 km per hour. Upon return to base, I willingly jumped into the iguana tank for 20 cordobas, took up close photos of wasps drinking watermelon juices, and chronicled a few other interesting life forms.

I had a great time chumming up with some new friends, as we hiked, ate, swam and sweated our way through the Cerro Negro highlands, catching a bus back to Leon. Felt wonderful to be outside and explore.

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