My friend Rob back home, completely out of the blue and unprovoked (I haven’t spoken to him since I left), made me a YouTube page and a video for my site!!! So cool. So kudos to the DollyLlama for making me a little something special…and you even shaved a year off my life Thank you!!
The same will happen with Croatia as I am on bandwidth and gig restriction with the ridiculous, archaic internet system here.
In the name of laziness, I’ve decided to post all of the videos I’ve recently uploaded here instead of referring to old blogs. Most, if not all, of the videos you have not seen yet. Thank you YouTube, for saving me memory and bandwidth!!!
THAILAND
I’ve come to realize the importance of elephant crossing signs. I think this one is directly proportional to Murphy’s law.
Views from a reggae bar on Phrom Thep Cape in Phuket.
Perhaps you too have lost that loving feeling…
INDIA
Cochin - Not all crabs like to become dinner.
Kerala - Views of the backwaters out the train window.
Thekaddy – All the green stuff is tea. Tea, tea, and more tea.
Amritsar – Video footage from my seat on a bike-rickshaw tour.
Amritsar - Heavenly sounds from the Golden Temple (sorry that the video isn’t longer…)
Periyar Reserve- Video footage from the highest point in the Periyar Reserve as well as a video of how much I love walking through weeds.
Periyar Reserve – India’s version of a motorboat.
Corbett National Park – Why do I always get the a…
Mumbai - Crazy cab ride with a ‘Cinci’ boy crying out for his mommy (sadly the cries are drowned out by the traffic).
Agra - Taj Majal 360 degrees from the backside.
Squint to see it, but it’s the Indian version of a lawnmover driven by cattle. Double-edged sword - use petrol or contribute to greenhouse gases?
ITALY
Venezia - Probably my favorite video of all. In Venezia, the Island of Murano, they make the instruments they play with!
Roma - The Trevi Fountain…it’s big…really big. And yes, I threw a Euro in backwards just to prove I am a tourist.
Roma - Note the guy in the purple/blue jacket. These people ruin Italy and the entire experience of going anywhere in Italy.
TURKEY
Istanbul - Views from Galata Tower.
The call to prayer as heard from a Metro stop.
My other roommate in Istanbul…Black, white, furry, and annoying as hell at 04:00.
I am a third generation American of German and Irish decent with a little Italian squeezed in there somewhere. One could say I cook like an Italian and drink like a German, but as being a defining part of my heritage – that’s a real stretch. The only definite identifying characteristic is that I am blessed with an unmistakably Irish surname – Farrell. Growing up as a cultural “mutt” in Southern California, I never truly identified with anything. [read on]
Once upon a time in a land far, far away there was a seventeen-year old girl, seated quietly at her high school’s drama performance. When intermission came, the man seated next to her started a conversation with his unmistakable deep voice reverberating in the concrete-walled theatre, inquiring about her future plans for college. [read on]
Lately I feel the weight of being a US Ambassador thrust upon my shoulders, yet I resist most political discussions and outbursts of American patriotism, because the current political climate seems to generally define me as an American before I can be defined as a person, if I can be defined at all. [read on]