Thailand

Feewf finally i find a internet coffie that does not block out blogspot.com, well so may things have happend and so much data has bee collected. I have already about 7-9 hours of tape and still tapeing.

We begun our trip up north in Chang Mai and we got there after 18 hours of travelling. Checked in on a 4 star hotel, pheff, I could get used to that kind of life, there was a guy there whose sole purpouse was to open the front doors and bow to us! Crazy. We were in chang mai for few days takeing daytrips here and there. Up to the higest point of thailand (2565m) and for hikes up in the forest there. And I tell you a 3km walk in the mountain side in 2000 m.o.s is not the easyest 3 km I've walked, specially if you add 30c to the equation. From Chang mai we went on to a national park wich i cant spell the name of right now, and we spent 4 nights there. That place was heaven (well the mosqitoes do not double as good angels but hey), party every night with gitars and singing. I was not happy to leave that place, but kind of glad to get rid of malaria bearing mosqitoes. We flew then from Chang Mai to Bangkok and stayed for 2 days. Uff Bangkok is a shubby place to say the least, nex time i hear some one refeer to reykjavik as the bangkok of the north I'll reject! Koh Samet well I have no words that could descripe Koh Samet properly. Total heven.

Got to go, my friends and I are meeting in few seconds and Ive got to catch them.

I'll write more from Phuket

T-11hours

As I sit here in front of my computer there are 11 hours till launch of my trip to thailand. I´m more hyper than a six year old after a birthday party and two liters of energy drinks. I´ll try to blog here a little bit while I´m travelling. Maybe there will be some pictures and shit.

I´m still packing and I have few other odd ends to attend to before I´m ready for take off.

Good greetings and luv to you all...

Bara að ranta um allt og ekkert....

Hvað erum við? Hvar erum við? Hvers vegna erum við? Hvers vegna erum við hér? Hvað skapar okkur, skekur okkur, mótar okkur og skilgreinir? Er það fíni bíllinn þinn, flotti maki þinn eða fallegu börnin? Hvert ertu að fara? Hvaðan komstu? Hvernig líður þér í honum/henni?

Singing to the moon,
huggin the earth
emraceing the gloom
what drives me forth?

fucking the skies
yelling at the see
kicking who in front of you lies
is this me?

Nothing sacred nothing pure
nothing to care about
no one that cares
where are you?

filth and fury
joy and love
let me feel your fist
am I alive?

anger, lust and flesh
burning sensations
all need a response
a response from me.

I love you and hate
I make you and you mold me
is this they call fate?
what is it I cant see?

what is it I dont understand
and why dont I understand?
And who are you to say
"you dont understand!"

If it boils down to this
why do I have to understand
anything?

Ef þetta meikaði einhver sens fyrir þér þá eru, minn vinur, því miður búinn að tapa þér