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August 25. 2006 |
It's the journey
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Today 20 years ago I put on my Bavarian traditional dress, complete with lederhosen, suspenders, hat and stockings and held my thumb out on a Autobahn ramp in Germany. It has been an wild ride ever since (not that it was ever dull before that):
From Munich I hitchhiked to Berlin, took the U-bahn to East Berlin got into a train to Beijing. I drank Quas on a stop over in Moscow, swam in 4Á Celsius water in lake Baikal and traded jeans and cigarettes with corrupt Russian train stewards. Not many people in Beijing had seen a white guy in lederhosen which didn't make much of a difference because they hadn't seen any white guy before. That fact let to dozens of bicycle accidents because people looked at me instead of the road. Cars didn't exist yet in China. Try to sketch but I couldn't be cause people would always stand in huge droves around me checking what I was doing.
Took the train to Nanking, slept in Confucius' house wandered through the beautiful gardens of Shuzou and fought with hotel stuff in Shanghai. Got stuck in a taifun for 5 days on a cruise ship on the Yangze river on my way to Hong Kong. Met a Scottish guy in traditional gear as well in the Kowloon Sheraton, where I also save a drowning girl from the swimming pool. Enjoyed some luxury at a fancy hotel in Macao after I walked the whole length of the territory.
Spent 36 hours standing in a train so packed that you didn't have to hold on to anything on my way to Guilin. Got saved from almost fatal food poisoning in a small village by a German doctor who coincidentally stayed at the same place. Tried in vain for many days in Chengdu to get a bus ticket to Golmud, got pissed off and flew directly to Lhasa instead. Enjoyed chang and helped a friend to carry an accordion through the city. Saw many fascinating monasteries around the country. Illegally hitchhiked into the dessert and almost had to fight the guy who gave me the lift because he wouldn't let me go out days from nowhere. Froze my nose off sleeping in minus 30Á Celsius outside on a 6 days dessert walk to and from Mount Everest. Slept in a tent 6,200 meters high and got altitude sickness.
Crossed into Nepal trying to avoid house size bolder flying all around me because of an gigantic landslide and rode on the roof of a bus towards Katmandu. Got high on hashish, feasted on cinnamon rolls and went wild river rafting. Walked from sea level up to 5,600 meters and down again on a three week stroll around Annapurna. Saw wild rhinos from the safety of the back of an elephant. Celebrated Christmas in Katmandu with a real Christmas tree that my father sent me.
Crossed over to India and spent New Year on a houseboat on the Ganges and was awed by the Tash Mahal. Raced a tuk tuk around New Dehli and relaxed in a palace of a Maharajahs in Jaipur. Shot a movie with Kirk Douglas in the dessert of Radjastan. Got bitten by millions of bed bucks in Bombay and got high on LSD in Goa riding an old Radjud motorcycle from beach party to beach party.
Enjoyed a relaxed ride through the back waters of Keralla and cooled off on some hill station in Tamil Nadu. Tried to flee India's hustlers through Madras but had to fly out from Bombay. Traded T-shirts, liquor and cigarettes in Burma and partied my ass off in Bangkok. Spent a couple of weeks at the beach with my mom in Ko Samui. Was an extra in "Good Morning Vietnam" and had drinks with William Devoe and drew a caricature of Gregory Hince .Went to check out the Philippines for a few days. Saw Boracay in it's pristine virginity and drank gin with head hunters in the Cordilleras. Became a Chippendale dancer and painted with national artists. Modeled in TV commercials in Baguio. Shared a room with peace corps in Manila and slept in shifts because I always partied all night long and they were used to get up early. Traveled to Samar to attend a town fiesta and met my wife there.
....That was just the first year (and I probably forgot half of it)
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