Phish’s “My friend, My Friend” 8-5-2011 show at The Gorge (thank you Andrea) is playing in the background as I am sitting here writing this journal entry in the Outback of Australia. It is raining pretty hard and I am currently sitting underneath a shelter with a table and benches equipped with an Audio-in plug for the iPod/computer. This seems to be the perfect environment to write down a few observations and thoughts so away I go.
Outside of the daily, doctor recommended dose of Phish I have been listening to a good amount of The Doors-Crystal Ship album. I have always been a fan of The Doors, but there energy and out there kind of style fits in rather well with my surroundings. I have observed quite a few street musicians covering the songs and even the local supermarket cranks out old tracks from The Lizard King himself. Pretty surreal when you’re trying to pick out a bunch of bananas and “The End” comes on. If you’re familiar with the song you will know exactly what I am talking about, if not then it might be worth a $1.00 download off ITunes if you’re feeling kind of weird. Bottom line is the music scene has been on point in pretty much every aspect. From the street performers, to the live music, to the music at the supermarket there is nothing to complain about here. I have noticed not having to wear my headphones nearly as much as I had originally thought. This is definitely a good thing as the rubber part on my both my earphones has popped off. This has left a jagged circular metal piece that cuts into my ears every time I try to play my sweet, sweet music. Kind of feels like using Freddy Krueger’s right hand as a Q-tip, but they will suffice for now. I am not sure there is even a place to by earphones in the village so at this juncture it’s truly a moot point.
Like I had mentioned earlier it’s raining here pretty hard and really shows no signs of letting up. Not a big deal though as the only thing I need to do today is to catch the van into the village and pickup a few groceries. I might go see a Gypsy Band at the pub later this evening, but that’s always subject to change. Maybe I’ll sprinkle in a few board games, possibly a little reading, maybe even a nap. I don’t know, I don’t know if I’ll have time. With nothing to crazy or pressing going on in the past few days it has given me a chance to reflect on some of the experiences I have encountered so far but haven’t had a chance to write down or record. For instance, last week in Byron Bay I was making the 10 minute walk into town on a warm Sunday morning when an old man in his 70’s-80’s adorned in tie-dye garbs approached me. He stopped me looked straight into my eyes and this is what he said “You are beautiful, you are strong. Do not ever forget that.” So I have that going for me, which is nice. Looking back on Byron Bay it was the people’s optimism, laid back attitude, kindness, and the focus on living a healthy/balanced lifestyle that’s set this small beach side town apart from many other places I have had the pleasure to visit.
In the hostel I am currently staying at now I am the only American to be here within the past month. Once again a good sign I am doing something right. Prior to what I originally believed Americans are not all over the place, which is something I have never experienced before. I could go on some long rant about how this makes me feel and the overall experience, but it’s really not a big deal and I like the fact I have met people from 15+ countries and have only been travelling the past 3 weeks.
That’s all for now folks, as I am going to prepare a mid-morning snack of Crepe’s with Nutella and banana. A very popular snack here indeed and I have been taught by the best when it comes to the magical preperation of Frances best contribution, The Crepe. Ricky Bobby had it all wrong from the onset and I am glad he saw the light in how enjoyable these thin pancakes can be. Well DMX has just shuffled on so I’ll leave you with this quote.
“Look through my eyes, see what I see, do as I do, be what I be.”- DMX
Stay Classy Out There,