Where I’ve been, in alphabetical order. Includes Oceania. UNDER CONSTRUCTION
I also made a zine (printable version only).
In addition to the videos below, I also made a zine (printable version only).
Bonus: layover in Sydney
I know, Australia and New Zealand are different. I would liken it to the relationship between Canadians and Americans. One is smaller, cooler, and chiller, and less economically powerful, than the other. Funnily enough, when I was in NZ, I walked up to a Canadian and asked her where in the US she was from XD and then we spent the rest of the day together
From my layover in Sydney:
Here, the sky is close. The cold stars blow through my hair, Just out of my reach.
A rugged landscape: Foreboding mountains and seas Never cede domain.
Distant mountain peaks Over supple, lively green And my lack of words
The sun sets orange light Upon the rugged path, bright Soon to rise again.
Aching feet keep step With the insistent rhythm Of a boy's schedule. It's uphill one way Downhill and uphill again Endless hills of green Pain, now forgotten: This unfathomable beauty Heals body and soul.
Wellington, a haiku
Candles on mountains; The flickering light of lives Glowing by the sea
This country blinds me; Whether waking or dreaming, It is all I see.
- The All Seeing Hand live at a bowling club
We are all the same, The sarcastic kiwi said. And I simply laughed.
Through grubby windows One witnesses a new world, The unknown made known.
The road winds slowly Towards a lake of clear glass, My own reflection.
Distant, white mountains Stand high with caps out of sight Seeming infinite
Great high sentinels Selfishly guarded by clouds Quietly peek through
The winter sun burns My eyes submit, averted It is far too strong
The light mist tarried Above the dark green mountains A natural twilight Of beauteous, verdant forces And I wondered If I could fly
Off and On
On a plane, you're off. We had something going on, But now it's long gone.
A jet to the stars-- Just kidding; this airline sucks. But at least it's cheap.