Friday, November 10, 2006
My buddy Rafal and I have been throwing around the idea of hiking the Annapurna Circuit in Nepal. This is a 22 day, 180 mile trek that leads to Mt. Everest base camp through some of the most beautiful and unspoiled parts of the world. While researching the idea we ran into some pretty sweet websites, this one stands out as the best that I have ever seen.
This guy is big time. I really enjoyed his entries, how he described his entries, how he made you feel like you were right there.
It makes you want to buy a ticket to Kathmandu and start hiking.
For Rafal, this trip is a priority and he is planning on doing it next September. I however, am on the other side of the coin because I need to establish myself - getting a job, doing well at what I do, and doing it for a coupla years.
life's all about trade offs...traveling gives you lots of freedom and exposes you to things you never imagined. But right now, i am trading travel experience for work experience that will help me reach my future goals.
Vamos a ver, no?
Wednesday, November 01, 2006
This was a pretty good story that ran last week...Sharing it with my massive blog audience is the least I can do, eh? Pretty much the best story ever, if i do say so myself.
October 29, 2006
Strangers sometimes shockingly familiar
BY CHRISTINE LAUE
WORLD-HERALD STAFF WRITER
Whether in Omaha, Mexico or Walt Disney World, it's a small world.
Readers shared their small-world tales after our Tuesday story explaining the six degrees of separation theory - that we're all linked by no more than six other people.
Read on to see how things like Disney World name tags and the Homy Inn, an Omaha bar, played a key role in linking people.
I thought I would tell you a little story of how I have bumped into people while traveling.
About a year ago I took a seven-month trip to Central America, South America and Antarctica. On each continent, I ran into someone that I knew, or knew someone that I knew.
For example, I was walking on the streets of Cuernavaca, Mexico, when a car passed me, it stopped and backed up. I thought that was pretty strange . . . When the driver said, "Hey, are you from Omaha?" I did a double take and realized it was a friend of a friend of mine who now lives in Cuernavaca. Pretty strange, eh?
A couple months after that, I was in a bar in Ushuaia, the southernmost city in the world, with a group of international travelers when the performer at the bar asked us where we were from.
I mentioned the U.S., and she said she knew one American, from Nebraska. I told her I was from Nebraska. She said she knew someone from Omaha. I said I was from O-town.
She mentioned the guy's name and I was like "Holy Smokers! I know Tim, too!" She happened to be my friend's roommate when they were both living in Spain about five years ago.
A girl I chatted up during a Zodiac (boat) ride began talking about Omaha and how she was dating a guy from there. She mentioned his name was Todd and how he always went to a bar with champagne on tap and went to school in Omaha with the funny district name.
"Oh, District 66," I said.
She was dating a guy that I had been an outdoor education counselor with back at Westside High School.
James Peters, Omaha
Now, if the OWH could just have a decent travel section. When I say decent, I mean I would like to see story contributions from local travelers.