I don’t even know where to begin. I am the first Last Responder to arrive on the scene here in London. After an eventful couple of days saying my goodbyes to everyone, I couldn’t manage to get any sleep the night before my flight to London. This w…
It’s almost four years since I’ve flown overseas. At least two years too long. I’m sitting in Seat 32C on British Airways Flight 66. It’s a Boeing 777, large enough to have two aisles, but at least a third of the seats are empty. An English fellow…
Day Two, blogging from a Welcome Break (aka Rest Stop), eating ready made microwavable spinach dal, 90 miles from our London hostel. After an unexpected (but not disastrous) train delay on day one, we were unable to make it to the port in time to …
On my 32nd birthday, December 14, 2011, I launched from JFK at 10:30PM for the Timbuktu Challenge. My brother Thomas dropped me off at the airport and my friend Daniel whom I’ve known nearly 10 years was there send me off. He left me one lin…
I was anticipating that Heathrow would lose my baggage like they did last time, but it didn’t happen. I was anticipating that my teammates would hit a problem and be hours and hours late like last year, but that didn’t happen either. S…
My friend Sasha whom I met on the Mongol Rally in Irkutsk, invited me to a gathering at a Buddhism Center in London. There we met people from all walks of life, from every corne…
It is 2:19 am. I hear the raindrops hitting the roof of the ambulance. It is raining outside on some street in East London. It is getting cold inside the ambulace. I am wrapped inside my sleeping bag on the bench of the ambulance recounting my day…
Ah on the road again. I had forgotten how hard it is to do simple day to day stuff. Even in London, a city that does not exactly withhold modern conveniences, 5 hours to find UPS, we were clueless about finding Wi-Fi, and we can forget about eatin…