19 March 2011

The all-encompassing blog post

Time/Date: 1820 CST, 19-Mar-11
Location: Estado de Guerrero, Mexico

Note for readers: some subscribers via email have not been able to see the videos embedded in my posts. I'm not a web specialist. I don't know how to fix this. I'm sorry. However, if you click over to the website (http://411number3.net), you can see (& mostly hear) the magic-picture awesomeness.

Just finished my last full day in the field for this tour in Mexico. I start travelling tomorrow at noon-ish, and make it into YFC on Monday at 5PM. Can't say I'm not looking forward to it. Even spending about 18 hours in various airports isn't diminishing my feelings of joy to get the heck outta here.

It still remains to be seen whether I will have to come back for the next three-week tour to fulfill contractual obligations. I would be lying if I said I wanted to return, but if it means getting paid or not, I'll hammer (suffer?) through it.

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I snapped a few pics of FĂ©lix, the local dude I've been working with the last couple days. I use the term 'working' very loosely, as I was really just his chauffeur. He lives in a neighbouring village.

He gets to tell his friends about the lunatic, non-Spanish-speaking Canadian that drove him wherever he said to go & sat in the truck when commanded. Yes folks, that's what $80K US a year can buy: one semi-highly-skilled Canadian geologist to be a chauffeur (actually, it couldn't buy, as I gave my notice two weeks into the job).

I'm not usually one for taking portraits, but I was bored as hell, read an article on iPhone/iPod portrait photography on my Instapaper feed, and decided what the hell.

El Jefe
Read his thoughts: "This Canadian hombre is loco"
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I borrowed this vid from This Is Fly Daily (BTW, they have a new sweet web page layout), who had stolen/borrowed it from Fish Porn. Check out both their websites, they have some good stuff.


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I've been listening to a lot of Alice in Chains in the past 2 weeks. I was sad to find out Mike Starr, the bassist for AiC, died recently. Weirdly enough, I found out when I did a search for the Unplugged video. Because of this, there's a dual-helping of AiC in this post.

Something about carjackings, military patrols pointing machine guns at me, narcotraficantes running around, etc, etc, makes me want to sing along to AiC Unplugged (one of my all-time favourite albums).



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Thanks for bearing with me through this longer than normal post.

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