“Unleash good style, make a bro smile.”
Banging hook from the hottest jam of late spring, from the hottest supergroup Eiugh.
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Good Style Unleashed!
Full Power!
India will never give us what we hope for, and tends not to give us what we expect. But as soon as we give in, agree to love or hate it, it smacks us in the face with a stomach flu or sunset river dip.
Anything Malega
Throughout the day we reminded ourselves conditions will never be this bad again on our trip, but regretfully sense a calloused “future me” laughing at the naiveté.
Every day is a holiday, if you celebrate everyone’s birthday!
Grotesque imagery is commonplace in Varanasi, but the grossest thing I’ve seen of yet was a human corpse we came across, stuck in the mud and reeds of the Ganga, chunks of flesh being ripped off and gnawed by a starved, mangey dog.
Boudha
Never mind this anarcho hodge-podgery free jazz McNature music yoga art jewish and most undefinable god endeavor that I’ve set out to discover the ways of the world by.
Kinda Hot in these Tarai-nos Pt. 3
I asked if he wanted to leave Nepal. “Yes, why not?” he said. He wants to go to America to become “the richest person in the world”.
Kinda hot in these Terai-nos… Pt. 1
That’s just a trick of the mind…
Last night, some kind of incredible feat of brotherhood. After all day tension with Jonah, the worst of which a run we took together, but separated by long stretch of dusty trail before the swimming hole, it came time to read Lord of the Rings, and he wanted to [...]
Pokhara ain’t nothin’ but’ a Ho’nits knest
HILARIOUS ZONE
Lakeside in Pokhara, truly some kind of vortex of cheap pizzas, wool ponchos, and semi-tactical gear. There is nowhere left to walk to, and the air is thick and humid, leading to a kind of pleasing drunken lethargy of café crawls. Growing weary of the pervasive stench of commerce, we muster some forethought and [...]
Many trials have many eye-ulls
10/8
Where to begin after so many long, trying days? How about the blizzard. Well, Jonah and I decided we felt well enough not to turn back on account of altitude sickness, so we looked forward to “complete” our trek after a long day over the Thorung La pass, a jeep from Muktinath to Jomsom, and [...]
Manang, Butwal
We dipped, slipping on the brown clay that lined the floor of the lake, and baptised,decorating our faces and bodies with war mud for a truly gleeful photograph in which we all laughed hearty laughs for smiles and savored eachothers body warmth.