Flying Into the Storm

Flying Into the Storm

After brushing up on my handyman-skills (read Returning Home) it’s time to leave the beautiful winter of Phoenix for a change of scenery and, hopefully, to make a few decisions. After a few days of work at the Fiesta bowl for an old client, and a short-stay at...
Getting High In Vancouver

Getting High In Vancouver

I’m back! I know, it’s been a while, but I brought a note from my mom. Well, that’s not true as mom is long gone, though I might have one saved from childhood. The truth is, I’ve been busy here in Canada learning the difference between a loonie and a toonie, what I’ll...
Another Van

Another Van

Hello Virtual Travel Buddies. As promised, I’m back to tell you where I am now and how I got here. Once again, I’m staying in a Van, but this time it’s not a vehicle, but a city. I spent nine days in Phoenix with great friends, getting my ass kicked by my yoga...
Old Blackwater, Keep On Rollin'

Old Blackwater, Keep On Rollin'

Today, I say goodbye to Frank, The Dog (it’s now become his official full-name), and head out of Taupo. Frank’s parents are returning and, though I’m sure he wants me to stay, apparently this isn’t a permanent situation. So, after packing up the car, I drive north...
Hanging Yoga and Hot Baths

Hanging Yoga and Hot Baths

It’s cold. I mean, it’s really cold. The heat pump I’ve been given for my room has stopped working. (It’s as if it threw its heating coils up in the air in defeat and said, “I give up. I’m tired of working so hard and I’m going to Bermuda.”) I’ve snagged one from one...
Lady and the Tramp

Lady and the Tramp

Having zipped away my morning in Rotorua (read Flight of the Jungle Bee), it would be a shame to drive the hour straight back to Taupo without exploring. They day is young and I’m, well, not that old. I ask my guide Dan about some hikes in the area and he recommends...
Flight of the Jungle Bee

Flight of the Jungle Bee

Today I head out of Auckland. I’ll be back, but I have to go meet another man. His name is Frank and he’s an older man. He’s sixty three-years old; well, in dog years. In people years he’s nine. He’s a white, furry terrier and I’ll...
War Memorials and Wineries

War Memorials and Wineries

Today, I hop on good ol’ bus #20 to head to the Auckland War Memorial Museum. I’m not positive of the best route, but I know the general direction I want to go in and I just love leaving time to get lost as that’s when I tend to find the best...
Wine, Women and Song

Wine, Women and Song

After a great day enjoying Auckland’s harbour area (look at me, all spelling it like a local), I arrive back at my AirBnB, hop in the shower and make myself pretty for a girls’ night out. Friends of mine in Canada have a friend here named Liz who they met...
To See the Sea in Auckland

To See the Sea in Auckland

After arriving in Auckland following what might be the worst road-trip I’ve experienced, I spend the next day in, catching up on work, checking out what fun things there might be to do in Auckland (remember, I don’t plan, so I haven’t researched), and...
Sleeping With the Enemy

Sleeping With the Enemy

After little sleep, I awake early this morning to sit and stare at the raindrops dotting Ludwig’s window. When Friday awakes, I let him know that I’d like to go back to Auckland. He he appears to accept this but says he doesn’t know whether we can make the drive back...
Māori and the Man

Māori and the Man

We awake this morning in a warm and toasty Camper van Beethoven as “Peter, the Heater” has worked much better than the one in the hotel. It was a bit of a challenge turning the dining table into a bed, but quite cozy in the end. After a coffee for me and a tea for him...
Camper van Beethoven

Camper van Beethoven

My man Friday and I wake up in this morning colder than a tin toilet seat on the shady side of an iceberg. (Thanks for the euphemism @KermyKerm1s_2s). It’s winter here in the Southern Hemisphere and, after nearly four months in Asia, my body is in shock. The...
My Man Friday

My Man Friday

Hello Virtual Travel Buddies! Did you sleep well? Yes? Well, that makes one of us. I had to get up at 5:00 am in order to catch my flight to New Zealand. I guess one of the bonuses of being a virtual travel buddy is that you get to lounge in your soft, warm bed while...
The Many Lives of a Kiwi

The Many Lives of a Kiwi

Here we go again; ready to announce a new location for the next Drop Me Anywhere trip. I haven’t even finished the last one but, as the voting is now closed, we’ll move on quickly. This month’s vote gave you the choice of traveling to Australia or New Zealand with...
Street Walking and Fire Walking

Street Walking and Fire Walking

Today is volunteering day! If you’re a regular Virtual Travel Buddy, you know that Drop Me Anywhere is also a philanthropic endeavor. Wherever I travel to, I find an organization or project with which to volunteer a day, or part of a day, and then I tell you...
Rock the Boat

Rock the Boat

After returning to town, soaked with water, yet thankfully not with blood, Mare and I drop our rented motorbikes at my hotel – hers on the street in front, and mine parked just inside the restaurant, which they don’t seem to mind at all. I phone the guy I...
Uneasy Rider

Uneasy Rider

I’d planned to have an easy day today; sleeping in, working, maybe some shopping. But Mare, who I met yesterday while viewing dead bodies (you know, just a normal way to meet people), and I made contact via Facebook and she invited me with her to see some temples....
I See Dead People

I See Dead People

It’s another beautiful Bali morning and I’m up early with big plans. Dewa, my guide from the other day, has agreed to do a private tour for me on the back of his motorbike. We walk out to the bike, he hands me a helmet (both the law and a good idea here),...
Monkey Business

Monkey Business

Gina leaves today and I go back to traveling solo and, after one last breakfast together, we say goodbye and I grab my luggage and head off to the Kampung Ubud Hotel and Spa, just a few doors down, to drop my bags while I go to explore more of Ubud. First things...
Lost in the Jungle

Lost in the Jungle

Today is a day to explore Ubud without a plan. Well, a plan to maybe explore the palace grounds and a museum if, maybe, we get around to it. After a great breakfast accompanied by unlimited coffee (which I’ve really missed in some locations – not the coffee part, but...
Rice Paddies and Coffee Poo

Rice Paddies and Coffee Poo

We’re up early today as we’ve a big day planned. After a great, somewhat traditional American breakfast, substituting watermelon juice for orange juice (a new yummy favorite), Gina, Barbara (a new friend Gina made here in Bali while working), myself, our guide,...
Ubud or Bust

Ubud or Bust

I wake up, once again, in my luxury hotel, drink my tasty coffee out on the balcony (not really as it’s Nescafe instant; but then again, how good is hotel room coffee even when it’s in a drip maker?), and head over to breakfast. Pancakes, waffles, sausage, crispy...
Hello Bali

Hello Bali

After landing in Bali, making it through the visa, immigration and customs process and out the door, I finally find a working ATM. There’s one on one side of the airport entrance for MasterCard and one on the other for Visa. I head on over to Visa and withdraw...
Leaving Las Vegas

Leaving Las Vegas

It’s a bright, shining morning and I’m sad to say I must depart Kuala Lumpur for other bright, shining places. Kuala Lumpur is like Las Vegas, only instead of casinos, they have shopping malls with a thousand stores, basketball courts, running tracks,...
I’m Done

I’m Done

It’s time for me to leave India. No, my visa doesn’t expire until April 5, but I’ve been here eighteen days, which is the third-longest I’ve been in any country on a DMA trip. And really, eighteen days is long enough for me. I’ll speak more on that in the last article...
Grumpy

Grumpy

I wake up this morning just a bit grumpy; my back hurts (darn these hard Indian mattresses, darn this screwed up back and hips, darn the lack of a simple yoga class in the land of its invention). I’ve decided to cancel the hotel I’ve booked in Kuala Lumpur...
Jungle Spice

Jungle Spice

The plan for today is to tour Old Goa with Elvis (the friend of the friend) and his brother Elston. I believe I’ve mentioned that I used to work on board cruise ships, and Elvis and Elston both currently do (as do many Goans). They’re from Goa and both...
Paradise Lost

Paradise Lost

Today is a sad day, for I must leave Dwarka. This has been a place of respite from the   challenges I encountered up north and I fear leaving the protective cocoon. Unfortunately, they’re full for the next few nights (damn that wedding party) and, well,...