Jib jib faloozy…. In Morocco this is what street kids say as they hold out their hands or if said angrily it's how thugs demand money...I'm taking the tone of the street kids...(and giving away my latest book for free) ;)
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This second trip to Quebec City confirms that it is my favorite city in Anglo-North America. There’s just something very great about this place. Maybe it’s the old world architecture combined with North American space, maybe it’s the location on the St. Lawrence River, or maybe it’s that this is a French City and as [...]
Halifax is a good city. Not the best city I’ve ever spent time in, but definitely not a bad place.
Now. That being said, I did find Halifax to be an interesting place filled with great little pubs, scenic views, and tons of nice people. The truth is, I found Halifax to be quite [...]
I don’t want to get too far ahead of myself..I’ll write about Halifax and the train and more, but first, I must share something wonderful, just in case you have never heard of it.
Poutine. I just had my first at Chez Aston, a fast food Poutine joint. Here is what wikipedia has to say [...]
Okay. I’ve got to admit it. Tourism is incredibly fucking boring. I’ve got some bitterness about it, because I don’t think it should be, but the fact of the matter is that it is. Why? Fucking baby boomers.
Here is what I think is wrong with the world. The most selfish generation ever born raped and [...]
After Carla dropped me off with my sign and my lunch, I waited for 15 cars and then a very nice lady picked me up. A mother of 3 boys who just got her landscaping license. She drove me to Clare and told me all about Frappe Pie and dropped me off at the place [...]
As I wrote previously, in Portland I couchsurfed with my new friends Allison and Kate.
A nice shot of Portland at night.
I met up with her and her boyfriend at her work and then we met her roommate, Kate and we all went out. The next day while they all worked, I walked and took pictures, [...]
I showed up with a ticket leaving Canada, I was carrying no contraband, I had money, I was clean, and yet…Canadian Customs tore worked me in Yarmouth when I arrived. They read my journal, searched my hard drive, held me in isolation, grilled me with question after question, searched my dirty underwear, grilled me more, [...]
I absolutely adore this place. It’s filled with funky bookshops, boats, quirky cafes, and plenty of people that fit into that scene. I arrived and met my couchsurfing host at the restaurant she works at “Sillys”. I had a very delicious Thai chicken pizza and then Allison wouldn’t let me pay for it! This is [...]
Yesterday a walk through Manhattan, then a bus to Boston, an unexpected layover, a bus to Portland, Maine where I feel like I am back in good lod Bellingham, Washington. Couchsurfing with great people. wondering why I haven’t heard from Hanane in a while…hoping she is okay. Also wondering how I can possibly get from [...]
Me taking a picture of the Gutenberg Bible at the New York Public Library.
I still love New York.
(previous New York Posts)
http://www.vagobond.com/2009/01/hostel-in-new-york/
http://www.vagobond.com/2009/01/no-more-amtrak/
http://www.vagobond.com/2009/01/vagobond-in-queens/
http://www.vagobond.com/2009/01/art-in-new-york/
There are certain things here that just are unlike anywhere I’ve ever been. The smells of the street, the sounds in the air, the friendliness of the people (yes, like rumours of the French being [...]
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How to survive well on next to nothing. The classic.

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True life adventures of being a homeless no good vagobond in the Pacific Northwest, Laos, China, Thailand, and Indonesia.

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An anthropological look at Television's Lost and the fans who love the show.

Feeding the Spirit: 30 Days of Spiritual Practice for People of All Faiths During Ramadan
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