Showing posts with label Video. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Video. Show all posts
07 January 2017
08 October 2016
26 August 2016
15 August 2016
Key West 2016
Another installment of our annual couples trip with the crazy posse from North Carolina. This year we added Mike and Jill from Florida to ensure we reached maximum fun saturation levels.
07 June 2016
2015 - The Guianas (Guyana, Suriname and French Guiana)
Getting caught up on some old posts! Here is the video from last summer's trip to South America with Donny Mumbles....
28 January 2015
13 January 2015
Music feeds the soul
My wife's passion for music is one of the greatest gifts she has given me over the years...don't get me wrong I have always loved music, but if it wasn't for her I would have missed out on some serious ass-kicking oddball shows and probably would have not popped into the little hole-in-the-wall places that her curiosity demands we explore. Where I would've walked right by a klezmer trio, Kelly is compelled to sit and listen for hours...and now I do too. When the local community radio station advertises an Irish-Ska-Punk band I don't even process the information, Kelly has already bought tickets. When I say "Hey, (insert name of big mainstream band) is playing at (insert name of large concert venue) next Friday, wanna go?"...Kelly says "We can't, we have tickets for Cliff Casino and The Purple Dragon Angel Dolls in the alley behind the Basement Annex Club at 11:30pm that night."...I used to scoff, now I say "awesome". (Don't google Cliff Casino and the Purple Dragon Angel Dolls or the Basement Annex Club...I made that up)
Recently, I went through our videos and took out the clips of music from our travels. There were TONS of them...hours worth of music. I clipped together a small sample of the wide variety of music we have had the privilege to enjoy over just the last seven years or so (the age of better video quality!)... if you have 10 minutes or so, and like music, check it out. There are clips from at least 30 different countries, and cities around the US as well.
Music is a moral law. It gives soul to the universe, wings to the mind, flight to the imagination, and charm and gaiety to life and to everything. - Plato
Recently, I went through our videos and took out the clips of music from our travels. There were TONS of them...hours worth of music. I clipped together a small sample of the wide variety of music we have had the privilege to enjoy over just the last seven years or so (the age of better video quality!)... if you have 10 minutes or so, and like music, check it out. There are clips from at least 30 different countries, and cities around the US as well.
Music is a moral law. It gives soul to the universe, wings to the mind, flight to the imagination, and charm and gaiety to life and to everything. - Plato
05 June 2012
03 June 2012
20 January 2012
Two Amigos Conquer Central America
The winter break from school provided me with an opportunity to take a trip. Irish travel buddy Mike Kennedy was already in NY for the holidays, so the opportunity went from "trip" to "ridiculous adventure" pretty quickly.
As many of you know, Mike and I are involved in a lifelong contest to visit every country on Earth. The idea of visiting just one country per trip is preposterous. Sometimes we go a little overboard....to prove the point, I present Exhibit A....a 13 day, 7 country race through Central America.
My flight got in before Mike's, so I was waiting for him when he came out of the airport. I had Van Halen "Panama" blasting from the speakers of my iPhone...and we started the adventure.
We had arranged for someone from the hostel to pick us up, so we eventually found a guy holding a sign with my name on it. The sign also had another name on it..... and thats how we met our first travel buddy of the trip, Etienne from Montreal. The 20 minute car ride gave us all a chance to introduce ourselves and make a plan for the evening.
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| Mike....beer...Panama |
The "plan" wasn't very complicated.... "hey, the beers at the hostel are only a dollar!"...As it turns out, the hostel was great. Some hostels are quiet, some are not. This one was definitely geared towards hanging out. It had a huge backyard area with picnic tables and a giant fridge full of $1 beers. Our room was right off this area....kinda perfect.
Day one in Panama, complete. :)
The hostel provides free pancake batter and coffee in the morning for "all you can eat pancakes", but the pans they have are all crap so the pancake breakfast became more of a "pile of partially cooked pancake mess" breakfast.
Day one in Panama, complete. :)
The hostel provides free pancake batter and coffee in the morning for "all you can eat pancakes", but the pans they have are all crap so the pancake breakfast became more of a "pile of partially cooked pancake mess" breakfast.
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| Etienne and some other backpackers mauling their pancakes |
On the advice of Matt Walsh (see Bangladesh, Singapore, Malaysia blog posts) Mike and I made our number one priority in Panama to see the Parque Nacional, the only rain forest inside the city limits of a capital city in the world.
So off we went....but wait! On the way out of the hostel we run into another guy, start chatting, ask him what his plans are....he has none....join us! So off we go, now a group of 4...AND guess where James is from? Montreal! TWO French Canadians! Watch out rainforest here we come.
Ok this is where the previous night's Panamanian beer bonanza doesn't seem like such a good idea anymore. Hiking, Heat, Hills.....damn you Panamanian beer.
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| Playing "Panama" in Panama's Parque Nacional Rain Forest with Crazy Canadian Etienne |
We hiked around for 3 hours or so and covered all the trails in the park. We got to see lots of cool jungle-y stuff, loads of bugs and lost about 10 lbs in sweat!
It was a great start to the trip.
My two favorite things about traveling are meeting new people and eating amazing food...and this trip had it all. That night the four of us went all out at a local restaurant.
We asked some people where to go for drinks and they said Rana Dorada....(thats Spanish for Golden Frog) and wouldnt ya know it, it was an Irish Pub! A perfect ending to a great stay in Panama.
The next day, we got up early and made our way to the airport. One country down, 6 to go.
Costa Rica
We arrived in San Jose around mid-day and as with Panama, had arranged for a lift from the airport. This hostel was a small family run place. Basically, they had converted the bedrooms in their house to dorms. Very well organized, they gave us loads of info, pointed us in the right direction and set us off on a day of exploring downtown San Jose. We had heard from many people, as well as read online, that San Jose is crap and you should only go there as necessary to connect to other places in Costa Rica.
To those people I say, you're missing out. It took Mike and I about 30 minutes to walk from our hostel to the central shopping area on Avenida Central. We cut through a park and got to see some different neighborhoods. The main pedestrian shopping street was very nice and modern and we got to pop into one of the must see sights of San Jose, The Mercado Central (Central Market) which has been around since 1880.
It was a great start to the trip.
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| Panama City |
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| Shrimp Ceviche |
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| James and some yummy fish dish |
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| Mike's dinner. Two fish fillets with seafood stuffing in between...gigantic |
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| My barbecue chicken. Scrumptious. |
The next day, we got up early and made our way to the airport. One country down, 6 to go.
Costa Rica
We arrived in San Jose around mid-day and as with Panama, had arranged for a lift from the airport. This hostel was a small family run place. Basically, they had converted the bedrooms in their house to dorms. Very well organized, they gave us loads of info, pointed us in the right direction and set us off on a day of exploring downtown San Jose. We had heard from many people, as well as read online, that San Jose is crap and you should only go there as necessary to connect to other places in Costa Rica.
To those people I say, you're missing out. It took Mike and I about 30 minutes to walk from our hostel to the central shopping area on Avenida Central. We cut through a park and got to see some different neighborhoods. The main pedestrian shopping street was very nice and modern and we got to pop into one of the must see sights of San Jose, The Mercado Central (Central Market) which has been around since 1880.
Its a maze like warren of passages that go from flea-markety to farmers market to small places to eat and back again.
Why eat fast food when traveling when you can sit in an old Costa Rican market and get some questionable quality local food!
We got two seats at the busiest food stall (always a good sign when its busy) and ordered what the locals were eating.
I had the fried chicken, rice, plantains, cole slaw, spicy noodles and spicy chutney stuff (above)
Mike had the spicy sausage, plantains and cole slaw (below)
It was all decent...and we didn't die...so a successful lunch experience.
After a quiet night, we got up super early to catch a flight.
For this leg of the journey, Mike had booked us on two puddle jumpers. One from San Jose to Liberia in northern Costa Rica, then another from Liberia to Managua, Nicaragua.
The planes were small, which is always fun. Our pilot got in with his flight book...and a sandwich. He started flipping switches and turning knobs, while the 20 year old co-pilot, gave us a somewhat awkward safety briefing. "Welcome aboard flight blah blah blah to Liberia. In the event of an emergency, we're all screwed because our plane is the size of a suburban...Good Luck!"
I was very tempted to say "Hey, can I land this puppy?"
The entire time I was thinking "So this plane is powered by one propeller in the nose? How does that work exactly"
Nicaragua
Country # 3 in 4 days, not bad. Nicaragua was going to be our longest stretch in one country, 3 nights. Mike had arranged for a shuttle bus to take us directly from the airport to San Juan del Sur, about 2 hours away on the Pacific coast. Its a small place but a popular destination for surfers.
It would turn out to be, possibly, my favorite stop on our trip.
San Juan del Sur is the perfect size place. It has restaurants, bars etc, but not too many...and they are small reasonable places, not over the top touristy megabars etc.
When booking our accommodations, Mike had inadvertently booked us at a Girls Surf School on the beach. As it turns out, there were no classes that week, and we were the only ones staying there. That could have been awkward!
It was right on the beach in town, which was very convenient to everything. The first day we walked around town, made friends with the guy who ran the bar/restaurant across the street and did lots of nothing.
It felt like we were more on vacation then blasting through 7 countries in 13 days. After already having covered so much ground in 4 days, it was nice to just relax.
We ate LOADS of seafood...I mean, the sea IS right there!
As with everywhere else, we met other people traveling and had lots of laughs...and a few beers.
Day Two in San Juan del Sur also happened to be New Years Eve. Today's mission, frolicking in the surf like a couple of kids. It was really fun. We had a bunch of good laughs and then stuffed ourselves full of more seafood.
By 5pm we were stuffed and ready to ring in the New Year. We had heard from other travelers that there was a huge New Years rave being held on the beach about 30 mins north of town. Although that sounded like a once in a lifetime experience, maturity/reality chimed in with "how will we get there and back." and "ugh...sounds like a big to-do". We opted to stay in town and see if we could find a cool local place.
We still had 6 or 7 hours til midnight, so we decided to wander around and play it by ear. We headed away from the beach and were walking around when Mike spied an Irish flag and soccer jersey hanging in a very small bar, so we decided to head in and investigate.
...and so began New Years Eve.
We saddled up to the bar, ordered a couple of beers and met the owners of the bar, a couple of Americans from North Carolina, Cory and Mandy.
6 beers later, its like we were old friends and Mike and I had come to Nicaragua to visit them! A perfect place to celebrate New Years. Other Ex-Pats came and went throughout the night, Mike and I stayed parked at the bar allllllllll night. Cory had whipped up some fresh guacamole, we shot the shit all night long and had a really good time just hanging out.
The evening was chocked full of fun. At one point, some of their friends came in with a birthday cake for another friend. Cheap beer, delicious guacamole AND free birthday cake? This place is amazing!
They even had free champagne at midnight. New Years couldnt have worked out better (unless of course I had the Mrs. with me)
Republika Bar in San Juan del Sur...can't recommend it highly enough. Thanks Cory and Mandy!
...but wait, theres more!
Happy New Year!
Sitting at the same bar for 6 hours...we MIGHT have had too much to drink...but hey who cares, its New Years!
Stay tuned...more to come from Nicaragua and the rest of Central America.
Why eat fast food when traveling when you can sit in an old Costa Rican market and get some questionable quality local food!
We got two seats at the busiest food stall (always a good sign when its busy) and ordered what the locals were eating.
I had the fried chicken, rice, plantains, cole slaw, spicy noodles and spicy chutney stuff (above)
Mike had the spicy sausage, plantains and cole slaw (below)
It was all decent...and we didn't die...so a successful lunch experience.
After a quiet night, we got up super early to catch a flight.
For this leg of the journey, Mike had booked us on two puddle jumpers. One from San Jose to Liberia in northern Costa Rica, then another from Liberia to Managua, Nicaragua.
The planes were small, which is always fun. Our pilot got in with his flight book...and a sandwich. He started flipping switches and turning knobs, while the 20 year old co-pilot, gave us a somewhat awkward safety briefing. "Welcome aboard flight blah blah blah to Liberia. In the event of an emergency, we're all screwed because our plane is the size of a suburban...Good Luck!"
I was very tempted to say "Hey, can I land this puppy?"
The entire time I was thinking "So this plane is powered by one propeller in the nose? How does that work exactly"
Nicaragua
Country # 3 in 4 days, not bad. Nicaragua was going to be our longest stretch in one country, 3 nights. Mike had arranged for a shuttle bus to take us directly from the airport to San Juan del Sur, about 2 hours away on the Pacific coast. Its a small place but a popular destination for surfers.
It would turn out to be, possibly, my favorite stop on our trip.
San Juan del Sur is the perfect size place. It has restaurants, bars etc, but not too many...and they are small reasonable places, not over the top touristy megabars etc.
When booking our accommodations, Mike had inadvertently booked us at a Girls Surf School on the beach. As it turns out, there were no classes that week, and we were the only ones staying there. That could have been awkward!
It was right on the beach in town, which was very convenient to everything. The first day we walked around town, made friends with the guy who ran the bar/restaurant across the street and did lots of nothing.
It felt like we were more on vacation then blasting through 7 countries in 13 days. After already having covered so much ground in 4 days, it was nice to just relax.
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| Shrimp and Tomato yummyness |
We ate LOADS of seafood...I mean, the sea IS right there!
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| The first of many lobsters we ate on this trip...$4! |
Day Two in San Juan del Sur also happened to be New Years Eve. Today's mission, frolicking in the surf like a couple of kids. It was really fun. We had a bunch of good laughs and then stuffed ourselves full of more seafood.
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| Clams, Clams and more Clams! |
By 5pm we were stuffed and ready to ring in the New Year. We had heard from other travelers that there was a huge New Years rave being held on the beach about 30 mins north of town. Although that sounded like a once in a lifetime experience, maturity/reality chimed in with "how will we get there and back." and "ugh...sounds like a big to-do". We opted to stay in town and see if we could find a cool local place.
We still had 6 or 7 hours til midnight, so we decided to wander around and play it by ear. We headed away from the beach and were walking around when Mike spied an Irish flag and soccer jersey hanging in a very small bar, so we decided to head in and investigate.
...and so began New Years Eve.
We saddled up to the bar, ordered a couple of beers and met the owners of the bar, a couple of Americans from North Carolina, Cory and Mandy.
6 beers later, its like we were old friends and Mike and I had come to Nicaragua to visit them! A perfect place to celebrate New Years. Other Ex-Pats came and went throughout the night, Mike and I stayed parked at the bar allllllllll night. Cory had whipped up some fresh guacamole, we shot the shit all night long and had a really good time just hanging out.
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| Nice crunchy chips, guac and salsa...whats better? nothing! |
A very good evening indeed.
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| Mike saying goodbye to 2011...i think the guy in the background was too? |
They even had free champagne at midnight. New Years couldnt have worked out better (unless of course I had the Mrs. with me)
Republika Bar in San Juan del Sur...can't recommend it highly enough. Thanks Cory and Mandy!
...but wait, theres more!
Happy New Year!
Sitting at the same bar for 6 hours...we MIGHT have had too much to drink...but hey who cares, its New Years!
Stay tuned...more to come from Nicaragua and the rest of Central America.
17 January 2011
Diamonds on the Soles of my Shoes
I've been finding it interesting to look back not only on my recent trip but on the preparations and expectations leading up to it. (Recent travels being three months in Africa in case some poor slob has stumbled across this blog and decided to keep reading for some strange reason. The other fourteen of you reading this should know all about my trip because there is a 50% chance you are my sister.)
In no way shape or form did my experience let me down, but neither did it fulfill all my assumptions and presumptions. Let me be clear - it far exceeded all my wildest dreams and I would go back to it in a heartbeat if it were feasible. That being said - I expected to see more of this kind of stuff....
But there were only two occasions, both in Zimbabwe.
Because I dig this kind of thing I have included all four videos I took. What can I say? I'm a big fan of the Graceland album.
Above and below is the greeting party just before we boarded our boat for a sunset coast down the Zambezi River - also known as THE BOOZE CRUISE, a night that will live as legend in the hearts, minds and memories of those that were there. For the rest of you, let's just assume people had fun.
We only got to see one tribal song & dance number because the boat was getting ready to leave and...well...there was an open bar.
I shot the next two videos when I stumbled across these guys at our campground in Victoria Falls. They were just wandering around, performing for any campsite that had more than a handful of people at it. Sadly most of our folks were off getting an adrenaline fix so I didn't get an up-close performance.
Forgive the shakiness of the last one here, I heard the singing, grabbed my camera and started wandering the campsite looking for the source. They were performing for another truck and I was too shy to get any closer.
More blog posts coming on how Africa exceeded my expectations, but in the meantime - I hope you enjoyed these fellas as much as I did.
In no way shape or form did my experience let me down, but neither did it fulfill all my assumptions and presumptions. Let me be clear - it far exceeded all my wildest dreams and I would go back to it in a heartbeat if it were feasible. That being said - I expected to see more of this kind of stuff....
But there were only two occasions, both in Zimbabwe.
Because I dig this kind of thing I have included all four videos I took. What can I say? I'm a big fan of the Graceland album.
Above and below is the greeting party just before we boarded our boat for a sunset coast down the Zambezi River - also known as THE BOOZE CRUISE, a night that will live as legend in the hearts, minds and memories of those that were there. For the rest of you, let's just assume people had fun.
We only got to see one tribal song & dance number because the boat was getting ready to leave and...well...there was an open bar.
I shot the next two videos when I stumbled across these guys at our campground in Victoria Falls. They were just wandering around, performing for any campsite that had more than a handful of people at it. Sadly most of our folks were off getting an adrenaline fix so I didn't get an up-close performance.
Forgive the shakiness of the last one here, I heard the singing, grabbed my camera and started wandering the campsite looking for the source. They were performing for another truck and I was too shy to get any closer.
More blog posts coming on how Africa exceeded my expectations, but in the meantime - I hope you enjoyed these fellas as much as I did.
-k
11 September 2010
India & Nepal
Have finally settled in Houston after several weeks of traveling. I just made this video of clips from my trip. Stay tuned for more detailed posts about the trip later this week!
20 June 2010
29 May 2010
27 May 2010
19 February 2010
More vids from Barcelona
Carnaval celebrations in one of the old squares.
Following the drummers through the Gothic Quarter.
Following the drummers through the Gothic Quarter.
Fire Breathing Dragons....oooohhhh scary
Chillin to some Spanish Guitar music at Park Guell
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