Step 1: Quit your job
Step 2: Plan a travel itinerary that will take you across the world and back
Step 3: Pack light (this is learnt the HARD way)
Step 4: Bugger off for a couple of months
Step 5: Repeat
And… that was exactly what I did for the past couple of months, living outta my suitcase and sleeping in planes, buses, boats, trains, hostels, hotels, and tents. I clocked in a total of 24,864 miles and crossed a couple of continents. I experienced the warmth of cities like San Francisco, it’s vineyards, and it’s sprawling suburbs… I survived the Nevada desert and experienced all the highs and lows of Burning Man, admired the dried golden landscape of the bay area, humbled before 2000 year old trees in Yosemite and along the way… I reconnected with friends all over the globe and made some new ones along the way. And that was just the first 3 weeks of the trip. Hahah!
SAN FRANCISCO is arguably my favorite city in America. This city has a most bizarre wall of fog that just lolls around the city even through the dead of summer, I mean all you have to do is to drive over the Bay Bridge or the Golden Gate Bridge and all of a sudden it’s 10 degrees warmer and you have to start peeling off your layers. Bizarre!
We stumbled into a hole in the wall Fortune Cookie Factory in a small alley in Chinatown. I was so excited! And it was just amazing to watch these bunch of old men fold fortune cookies at lightning speed! Here were some of my fortune cookie predictions: A plesant surprise is in store for you soon (Oh! Goody!) Now is the time to try something new (logical advice to keep things fresh) A short strange will soon enter your life with blessing to share (keep an eye out for magical gnomes).
Shawn and I boldly leaped into the mysterious world of Left Hand Drive when we decided to rent a car to drive to Napa Valley. Oh my goodness! It was so strange to be on the ‘wrong’ side of the road and to have the gear shift in your right hand! Yikes! We visited a mock-castle vineyard called Castello Di Amoros, and I was repulsed by how the management of the castle tried to idealized it’s imagined history despite being built just 10 years ago?!! Bllehh! In the words of a wise English man I met later on… ‘We kick ass with the castles we’ve got back home!”
Eating on lawns while busking in the sun is definitely one of Life’s greatest pleasures. (Unfortunately for us, living on a tropical island city like Singapore, it is NOT something you’d normally do unless you enjoy perspiring profusely while trying to eat a fast melting sandwich in your sweaty palms. Not entire glamorous is it?) On September 11th 2009, flags hung at half mast, we sat on a lawn outside of San Francisco’s City Hall which made worldwide headlines not too long ago when they legalized same sex marriages. It was a good lunch. Poetically poignant.
GREEN TORTOISE was whom we signed up with to go to Burning Man. For USD$550 you get food, water, transport, bike space and a common shelter out for five days out in the Nevada desert. The camp also comes with it’s own art car (a lighted green bus shaped like a tortoise with an erupting volcano at it’s helm), prime party real estate on the Playa (6:30 & Chaos, only 5minutes away from Center Camp), no showers (eeewww…) and a hundred other happy campers from all over the world.
Unfortunately, I only hung out at Green Tortoise village whenever I was sick on the Playa. Dehydration, heat exhaustion and the common flu saw me sitting in camp for entire afternoons with a cold towel over my face. Oh yeah… those were definitely the really low points of my Burning Man experience.
But with every low… come the incredible highs! Catching up with my poifriends! Exploring amazing art on the playa! Learning how to hoop in the middle of a white-out at center camp, going for Tittie Tassle class with my darling MK, and of course… the burning of the man as well as the parties that followed!
My most magical time at Burning Man was spending sunrise at the man’s ashes after the night of the burn. Those few short hours, in my opinion encapsulated all that Burning Man meant to me. There were knife jugglers, singers, dancers, single long poi spinners, a bunch of die-hard Burners branding themselves with the man, and last but not least, a few of the most generous Burners cooking up a storm of pancakes and coffee using the heat of the smoldering ashes! Yup! Just put your frying pan and coffee pot on the ashes, wait for it to cook and share your food with everyone. Yup. That did it for me.
YOSEMITE seriously humbled me. The force of mother nature, impossible rock cliffs and two thousand year old trees definitely has that sort of bring-you-to-your-knees humbling effect. I was lucky enough to spend 3 days enjoying the valley, while most people try to cram it all into a 1 day trip. I spent my nights at Yosemite Bug Lodge where I befriended fellow happy campers, who were really generous with ride shares! Whoohoo! Had the world’s best lunch up on Glacier Point, the view just made everything taste better. I also noticed something about the sound of the wind as it came through the valley and through the pine trees. It wasn’t howling… it actually sounded like… applause.
ARRANZ-BRAVO was the man whom I fell in love with on my last day in San Francisco. A Catalan master with an astounding overture of work that started even before I was born. I am now a delightful owner 3 of his drawings from within his series of drawings titled Els 25 de maig.





















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