Category: Possibly Offensive

Nicaragua part 1: Purchasing power parity and the misty morning mistress

5/20/19 – 5/27/19 “She’s all yours if you want her.” “Come again?” “What’s mine is yours, you know” “We’re just cooking breakfast.” “Alright my man, scramble those eggs.” Derek was from Chicago.  He had a small house in Granada with an extra room for rent.  I’d met him at a bar and mentioned I was Read More

The places I have actually peed

At this point we’ve been on the road for nine months.  Try to explain to people that you’re cycling from Alaska to Argentina and you’re generally probed with various articulations of the same interrogatory prattle. “How do you pay for it?” “Why?” “Isn’t Argentina in Africa?” “Can’t you just fly?” And my personal favorite: “You Read More

Oaxaca: Where hipsters rule Mexico

Hey there, are you reading this in your email?  If so, you might be missing some extra content such as photos and videos.  For the best experience you should hop onto the website. 3/6/19 – 3/10/19 By the time we rolled into Oaxaca I felt like I had a knife in my gut.  We were Read More

(Sombrerete to Zacatecas)

*Authors note:  It has been brought to my attention that sometimes I make sweeping generalizations about large swaths of people and that this is often considered offensive.  This is going to be one of those posts.  I would like to point out that I make a conscious effort to indiscriminately insult people.  If you were Read More

Men in Lycra

11/19 – 11/25 “Oh shit, you set the car alarm off, that’s a stroke little bro.” Jim appeared in the kitchen of the Clarkston Union sometime in the summer of 2000.  I don’t remember the first thing he said to me, but I recall that he was obviously a veteran of the restaurant industry.  He Read More

The Dutch Reach

From Boulder Beach there is a short but steep climb into Boulder City.  Boulder City is unremarkable. As you leave town and get onto US 95 South, you get one of those endless desert views.  We roll downhill for 20 miles or so.  There is a field of solar panels in the distance, but spatial Read More

Never trust a barbecue joint where the chairs match

*Warning: the following contains various scatological references.  If you find this offensive, then I am not sure why you are on a website dedicated to places that a person has urinated….. 10/13/18 – 11/2/18 I have never been a person to devote much thought to the ringer of my phone.  I tried once but found Read More

Oregon and Cali Deserts

9/25 – 9/30 Shortly outside of Bend we have to get on Highway 97.  It is our first taste of a divided highway.  The shoulders are full of debris, although you can usually meander through it.  A pickup truck drops a wooden box which gets hit by a semi and explodes.  All we can do Read More


8/31 – 9/6 “Two months of traveling and we are back where we started.” Passing the ferry terminal in Bellingham, where we had initially set sale, felt a bit silly. “It’s almost like we’ve accomplished nothing.” We breezed through Washington in about a week.  Vancouver to Larrabee State Park.  Larrabee State Park to Fort Ebey.  Read More

Thumbs up, pants down

8/13 Woke up around 5:30 this morning and thought about getting out of bed.  Then I realized there was no coffee to make or food to prepare as Soph was hard set on a breakfast sandwich from the gas station and that didn’t open until seven.  The firefighters were already at work.  Helicopters were buzzing Read More

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