Ｔｒｏｊａｎ ｒｅｍｏｖａｌ ｎｏｗ ＄６．, on 18 Apr 2015 - 07:01, said:
Okay so here's my (slightly belated) story, hope you're all sitting comfortably kiddies!
So I was on a flight into St. Louis, interchanging at Chicago O'Hare (great fucking airport by the way). I landed and had about a 50 minute window to connect so I fucking ran to the border controls, scribbled out as much info as I could on the little sheet they gave me where you have to put where you're staying, your name, home address bla bla bla. Any way long story short, the information I gave was both insufficient and apparently shady. A border policemen dude guy bro who wanted to make it very clear he had a gun (for real, he wouldn't take his hand off his pistol holster, I'm like...guy I'm 18 what am I and the little Indian guy next to me going to do to you?) escorted me to a small room filled with non-English speaking foreigners and where the only sounds where those of people being interrogated, people crying and stern faced conservative news anchors on the one TV in the room. They cut my stay a month short which cost me £500 and made my miss my flight which cost me the contents of my bowels.
THANKS A LOT OBAMA.
Almost traumatic, I guess.
Affray, on 18 Apr 2015 - 14:07, said:
I also went to Jamaica for a friend's wedding two years ago.
Most of my time was spent on a resort, which was pretty sweet.
I did do a trip to Bob Marley's house on April 20th because even though I am not a practitioner of the weedy arts I can appreciate the neatness of going there on that particular day. Whilst there I ate a brownie and on the way back I tripped so hard I thought I was going to die. Which was partially thanks to the drugs, and mostly thanks to the fact that we were on a bus on top of a mountain that nearly took a tumble down said mountain to what surely would have been our deaths.
Since you mentioned that (Jamaica/weedy arts/trippy places), Haight-Ashbury seems like a nice place. Or at least used to be.
flcl_grim, on 18 Apr 2015 - 22:13, said:
Affray has the right idea in mind; many people are of the firm delusion that traveling is about distance from your current location. Better phrased, traveling is about the mindset--you do not have to get in a car, hop on a plane, smuggle yourself onto a boat, or anything more than step outside and look around as if you were looking for the first time to find something interesting. Go explore a mountain, a riverbed, a wooded area, or anywhere that sparks your interest. You will always be surprised at what you will find--I have discovered completely tucked away marshes in the middle of a city, breathtaking vantage points tens of feet from the edge of a suburb, and so much more that people outright ignore because "there's nothing to do around here" mentalities poison their drive to experience.
I didn't mean to say that travelling is about distance or whatsoever, but I agree with you. I don't live in the capital, but I enjoy going there and to towns nearby.