Jarrad's TravelsThe ramblings and wanderings of an aspiring nomad

something about night train and being spiderman, will update later

As John would say what a fucking donkey show tonight was

A massive storm hit chiang mai knocking out all the power in the city

The winds tore up all the trees and rain flooded the street

What can I say about Sydney… well I ended up here by chance – and have lived here for nearly 5 years and met an amazing Slovak woman. If I were to say I had a home in Australia, one I have the most fondest memories – it would be here. Of course Perth will always be my roots – where some of my oldest friends are, and family, but I guess I endured too much hardship here to really enjoy it – anyway, I digress.

When I first came to Sydney it was a family trip when I was younger, to visit my uncle Bill, when I first saw North Sydney I distinctly remember it being this almost utopian metropolis – it had so much life, so many people, so many opportunities.

How did I come to live here? Well it wasn’t until many years after, when I returned to Perth from Japan – after 6pm the city, I feel, becomes a barren wasteland – something not unlike out of a zombie movie, at least in contrast to Tokyo. At this time I was seeing a very intelligent free spirited girl, Odette, who I had met in Perth, yet she had to move to Canberra for University, I figured I had no ties in Perth and met with her there.

2-3 weeks into Canberra and I had only seen her twice, the times we caught up were great but it wasn’t for me. Canberra is a strange city, the city is planned and very sparse, there is an odd combination of very heavy religious undertones mixed with some very liberal people – it reminds me of the movie Stepford House Wives. A good friend, and former lecturer of mine, Chris, hooked me up with a job here, lecturing Multimedia/Programming, Chris is an amazing person and very like minded to myself.

But when It became clear to me that Canberra wasn’t a place I could stay – I got a coin and flipped it. Heads Melbourne, Tails Sydney. It landed on Tails.

Fortunately I had another friend, who also happened to be called Chris, who let me crash on his couch, while I set myself up in Sydney. The story between me and him is one I won’t write publicly, but holy shit, ask me about it.

I can ramble on more about Sydney, it’s the place I’ve grown the most and reached the levels of success, I’ve lived in Bondi and met some of the most awesomest people on the planet – the question for me now, is do I want to stay here? I think the answer is, whilst I will probably come back here alot, it’s no longer my home.

Amsterdam has to be one of my favourite cities in the world so far. The Dutch are super friendly, free spirited and open minded. Bicycles are everywhere and there is a huge art scene, which one day, I hope to get right into. It was an odd feeling smoking marijuana legally at first, but a great one – It really makes me question other governments are doing.

Another thing I admire about them is the fact they told US with the ACTA shit, alot better than the bend-me-over-and-fuck-me-in-the-arse that is the Australian Government.

I only spent a short time here but the trip was a glowing experience, and definitely became a identifiably pivotable point in my life.

In Prague yey