Entries Rated: PG A Rainy Day in Canada PG Friday, May 4th, 2012 Last night, after our camp was made, a dark blue truck appeared, chugging slowly towards our campsite. Oh shit, I thought, as I felt my stomach drop. It didn't matter that I have a wealth of positiv... Thoughts on Returning: Part Three PG Friday, August 5th, 2011 Tyler: We're back in Minnesota, now, and our time in New England is rapidly becoming a distant, fuzzy memory; some days, it feels as though we only imagined it. Our return has brought the pain of an... Leap PG Wednesday, July 13th, 2011 Tyler makes it look so easy, climbing over the guard-rail with a rakish grin on his face, peering down at the river far below, with a hint of nervousness glinting in his eyes. The twinge of apprehen... Life & Death PG Wednesday, February 2nd, 2011 Yesterday, just as we arrived off the boat from Nong Kiaw, we watched wide-eyed as three little piglets were being slaughtered. They lay on the ground, their throats slit, warm blood pooling rapidly... Scenes From a Day on the Road PG Wednesday, January 19th, 2011 In Which We Cycle a Bit Here we are, cycling along the coast of Vietnam, and we can hear ourselves think! We can hear each other talk, and we can ride side by side, all thanks to an unusually quiet... Going to the Movies PG Monday, December 27th, 2010 This evening, with the help of our friends who are both highly motivated to see the new Harry Potter film, we mobilize to go to the movies. Catching a taxi, we arrive at the nearby movie theater / s... Củ Chi Tunnels: Part Two PG Sunday, December 26th, 2010 Safely above ground, our guide takes us on a walk around the grounds, teaching us more about the tunnels. As he shows us tricks of the guerrilla's trade, we are in awe, totally and utterly impressed... Củ Chi Tunnels: Part One PG Sunday, December 26th, 2010 Our first introduction to the Củ Chi tunnels is a stroll through the lovely, innocuous woods above them. As we make our way to the first exhibit, leaves flutter on to the path, falling gently from... Our Process: Shitty First Drafts PG Thursday, December 16th, 2010 This entry is part of an ongoing series about how we've documented our adventure. When we sit down to inspect our notes and bloobs, ready to shape the mass of discombobulated sentences into a jo... Far From Home: Part Two PG Monday, December 13th, 2010 Tara: I'm standing in the bathroom of our hotel room, trusty yellow scissors at the ready. With one hand, I grab handfuls of coarse, sun-bleached hair, and with the other, I snip. As brown fluff fa... Our Process: How We Write, Notes & Bloobs PG Monday, December 6th, 2010 This entry is part of an ongoing series about how we've documented our adventure. A couple months ago, we decided to start recording the ever-evolving process by which we've been wrestling a pag... Pinkie Swear PG Wednesday, November 24th, 2010 2:30 PM We arrive in Sihanoukville at last, and find ourselves not in a secluded beach town as I was somehow imagining, but in a hippy backpacker paradise with bars and music and tanning tourists. P... Chafed into Phnom Penh PG Thursday, November 18th, 2010 I'm not concerned about the onslaught of chaotic traffic as we approach Phnom Penh. I'm not bothered by the dust clouds swirling around the unpaved road construction projects we're riding through, o... Cave Hunting Again PG Friday, November 12th, 2010 We've been to several caves on this trip, and we're still in search of that elusive, hard-to-get-to, natural wonder to explore. I'm thinking maybe we need to take up spelunking if we really want a r... Muay Thai: Boxing in Bangkok PG Sunday, October 10th, 2010 I arrive on foot alone, covered in sweat, an hour into the event. Approaching the arena, a woman quotes a series of cringe-inducing ticket prices for the various levels of access, most probably rese... Finding Tara: The Jimny Saga, Part Four PG Sunday, September 12th, 2010 Tara has been gone for roughly ten seconds when the reality of what has just occurred sinks in. Usually, my delayed reaction to external stimuli while programming is cause for playful teasing. It i... Herding Cats PG Thursday, September 9th, 2010 Sometimes, getting anything done in this convoy roughly resembles herding cats. This morning, we are packed and ready to hit the road before anyone on our team is even awake. Hoping they'll be up s... Driving at Night in Mongolia: Part Two PG Tuesday, September 7th, 2010 Green, blocky numbers glow faintly from our digital clock above the tape deck; the time reads 11:30 PM. We know better than this, why on Earth are we out here? We are lost in a maze of barely-lit t... Driving at Night in Mongolia: Part One PG Tuesday, September 7th, 2010 It is already wearing on us that we can't get anything accomplished with our writing. This doesn't bode well; we've only been in Mongolia for three days. Even though we've decided to throw ourselve... Mongolia! PG Saturday, September 4th, 2010 It is early afternoon by the time we're prepared to leave the Mongolian border. As we make our way towards the gate, the guards on patrol smile and wave enthusiastically. After we pass them by, the... Off the Beaten Path PG Tuesday, August 24th, 2010 Our last adventure in the Siberian countryside left us feeling like it might be a good idea to stick to the highway for at least a few days. Though off-roading in our LRC is exciting, we want to be ... Russia's Golden Ring: Rostov PG Friday, August 6th, 2010 The cities on our Golden Ring tour are teeming with ancient architecture, including loads of Russia's iconic onion domes. Leaving Petroslavl-Zalessky, Tara read from a website I'd saved about our ne... Into Saint Petersburg PG Sunday, July 25th, 2010 Tyler: We've just crossed the Russian border, and are now driving towards St Petersburg. As we cruise through the familiar scenery of birch and pine forests, I flip on the radio. A crackly voice co... Working in Jakobstad PG Thursday, July 22nd, 2010 We spent most of the day distractedly working on journals and programming projects. It's a bit difficult to focus when you have a hilarious, heart-breakingly adorable child speaking cute, unintellig... Norwegian Countryside PG Saturday, July 17th, 2010 We woke up this chilly morning to the interminable call of seagulls and other goofy birds circling around the bay. While packing up camp, Tyler and I took turns photographing some of them. Here are... Sick in Lapland PG Wednesday, July 14th, 2010 It must have been the questionably old chicken I had on my sandwich. Or I suppose it could have been the sweet, tangy addition of lingonberry sauce (like cranberry sauce). Either way, not long afte... Into Estonia PG Wednesday, July 7th, 2010 Tyler: As I checked us out of our campsite this morning, I sheepishly handed a note to the woman working in the office. Before packing our tent, I had torn a piece of paper from one of our notebooks... To the Baltic Sea PG Tuesday, June 22nd, 2010 Good morning, Poland! Tyler Sleeping Us Us This morning, as we broke from our first-ever car-based free-camp, Tyler finally lost it about "that damned trunk." It is no secret he has a bit of OCD ... A Little Help From Our Friends PG Thursday, June 3rd, 2010 Us: The rain that falls on our tent this morning doesn't faze us. Our friends are here! Donning our rain jackets, we run over to their bright green van, and climb inside where they are already maki... Something's Got to Give PG Wednesday, June 2nd, 2010 Tyler: We couldn't bear to leave our tent this morning. Safe and warm in our secluded forest free-camp, listening to the constant patter of water pelting our rain fly, all motivation to start the da... Robbed PG Monday, May 17th, 2010 The weather here in Romania has been terrible for the last week. We went out this afternoon with the hope of seeing some of Sibiu, but the depressing drizzle overhead soon sapped any desire we had t... Intruders on the Danube PG Saturday, April 17th, 2010 It must be 2AM when we are awakened by the sound of voices chattering in cryptic Romanian outside our tent. In moments, we are both wide awake. We watch intently as a shaky flashlight passes over o... Morning Has Broken PG Sunday, April 4th, 2010 8:00 AM I wake up feeling happy and Easter-y with the Cat Steven's tune "Morning Has Broken" playing on repeat in my head. Birds are chirping, frogs continue their belchy song from last night, and t... That Damned Squeak PG Wednesday, March 17th, 2010 I love waking up to the sound of the ocean. Even more than that, I love waking up to sunny weather. This morning, I got both. When things go well out here, it really is almost more fun than I can ... Athens General Strike PG Thursday, March 11th, 2010 I had trouble getting to sleep last night. As rest eluded me, I lay awake for what seemed like hours, staring at the ceiling with anticipation. It was late when I finally drifted off, and quite ear... Greek Economic Crisis PG Tuesday, March 9th, 2010 Signs of the economic crisis occurring Greece are easy to find in Athens. We frequently pass police in full riot gear, we've seen several protests during our short time here, and taxes have risen (o... The Little Things PG Wednesday, February 17th, 2010 In our "normal" lives, both Tyler and I are known for our easy-going demeanor. Our friends have even jokingly referred to us as "zen masters" on more than one occasion. While it is fine and dandy t... Control PG Friday, January 1st, 2010 I am by nature, a planner. This at times clashes with the fact that there are ceaselessly a multitude of "loose ends" and unknowns before us as we travel. Improving my ability to relinquish control... The Dark Side PG Wednesday, December 30th, 2009 We've been enjoying Tunisia more than ever for the past few weeks. The trick for us, sadly, has been turning a blind eye to a lot of crappy behavior. I suppose we all do this every day on some leve... Eid al-Adh: Festival of Sacrifice PG Friday, November 27th, 2009 The first thing we noticed about Monastir when we rolled in this morning were the numerous soccer games being played by all the local boys. As Tyler found out when he joined in on one of them, they ... Tuscan Thunder PG Monday, September 14th, 2009 The morning began with a series of short but brutal hills; a not-so-gentle reminder that the Po River Valley is well behind us. The moment we reached the top of our first 200 meter climb the Tuscan ... Love/Hate Relationship PG Monday, July 27th, 2009 Pascale drove us to Dijon this morning so we could get some errands done in a big city without having to bike in it. She had meetings with clients there all day so it worked out perfectly. During t... Holy Island & Drama at Newton-by-the-Sea PG Saturday, April 11th, 2009 We woke up on the beach to a stunning sunrise, packed up, and headed towards Lindisfarne, or Holy Island. To reach the island we cycled along the damp, seaweed-covered causeway that is only accessib...