Thursday, June 11, 2009

Rockstar Backbacking!!!







Awesome, while flying to Seattle I got upgraded to first class with the beautiful Virgin America, which just may be the greatest domestic airline the world has ever seen! This is a serious experience in customer service and everyone should fly with them once in their lives. You rock Richard Branson and I may have to marry your daughter….



While in the USA, I enjoyed a wonderful week with the Osbeavers (this is a mix of Osbourne and Cleaver clans) in sunny Emeryville. I rode many kilometers on the 2003 Team Saturn Lemond, the bike that has done its rounds on Ebay since it’s pilot got done for growth hormone or something. James cooked some fantastic meals sans meat and we drank many bottles of two buck chuck, Trader Joe’s contribution to 21st century America….






Anywho, things got interesting in Seattle because I decided against getting a hotel while waiting for my flight to LAX and instead went drinking downtown with all the bums and hookers. So I walked into my first bar and sat down and started chatted with a random bum about life and baseball. I was drinking mannys, the local pale ale and life was ok, I had five hours to burn at this bar until my bus to airport left. I was pondering life sitting at the bar, while watching the clock.



After a few beers while chatting with the bartender who thought I was a male prostitute, two girls from Michigan walked in. They preceded to sit down next to me and we got chatting. It came out that these girls were in seattle on holidays and looking to move there. We chatted endlessly about traveling and I learned that they had never left the US, so that was eye-opening. Fortunately after the bar closed they gave me a lift to the airport and I had a sleep for a few hours before my flight left.

Loss of sleep bahhhhh

After a week in the socialist democracy that is Scandinavia, I am a poorer but happier man. Norway is an amazing place that runs on 95% renewable energy and it costs fifteen dollars for a beer. The public transport is amazing and everything runs like clockwork.

I was hanging out with Anders and his buddies at his apartment near the sulli plass in Oslo. This was super fun because it was like being in student house again and everyone there was very cool. They were all engineers and uber intelligent and thus I fit right in, talking about thermal physics and so on. There were many attractive looking women there and I did have a sore neck for the first few days but I quickly got used to it!


Anywho, being the dickhead I am, I missed a flight from Oslo to Stockholm and had to fly business class again. But now I’m getting used to it and maybe ill have to get a proper job like my dad says if I want to continue this rockstarness. When I got to Stockholm I got this message from Dion Amor, the sweetest man in the world.

“God bless you Lincoln, and god bless that beautiful country. Make sure that you thank as many parents as you can for blessing the world with their gorgeous offspring and that they keep their liberal values and loose morals so I can sleep with many more of these fine creatures…. I love you and miss you terribly my friend” I then started crying in the pub I was in and hugged the nearest guy that was watching the Denmark-Sweden qualifier. He felt the love from the Southern Hemisphere.