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


An Easy Target

A few people, after awhile of talking, have shared their truth about my trip, and the dangers. My friend Emma and I were having a beer at Red Sonya's Chill Winston http://www.chillwinston.com/Chill_Winston/who..html and after stating a few opinions about the questionable safety of my trip, asked "You know you're white, don't you?" Yes, I know I'm white, but when I look at people I usually don't think much about the colour of their skin, except for a normal, quick, human judgement that I work to be aware of. Her premise was that, because of the colour of my skin, I will automatically be targeted as someone with money, and therefore at risk of danger.
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