M.I.A.

noddy never posts on here, so i thought i'd post noddy....

but is it really noddy? u be the judge.....

Sapa

Tired of the sweltering, ugly, dirty, smelly ghetto sprawl of Hanoi? Hop a 10hr train ride into the mountains and visit beautiful Sapa. Nestled between cloud swept peaks it is a breath-taking and culturally rich respite from the bustling millions below. I think Kyle would love it here, it seems like his kind of place and he'd be a giant compared to the tiny locals who look just like Karma- you sure you're not really from Sapa Karma? Heh, heh, heh....

Random pic's from Phuong's camera

Here's a little catch up on some of what's been going on between long bus rides, and debillitaing sickness...

Toured temples.

Yazeed was adamant I visit this bar with a skatepark on the roof and get a job here, even tho I'm on holiday. I did find the bar and peeped the ramp, which has seen better days. Which is ok because I didn't bring my board.

Monky magic

Batsman!

Seafood!

Phuong after eating way to much or is that the face she pulled when she realised she forgot her credit and bank cards...?

Eating ricepaper rolls at the kiddies table in the crowded Ben Thanh markets

Visited the rellies for a spot of lunch and to harvest some chicken organs.

They gave me some banana moonshine whiskey- it BURNS!

Spent some time in luna-esque sand dunes at sun-rise.

The locals here are fishermen and these are the fishermen's wives.

We walked up a stream to see mini canyons of sand.

There's a waterfall at the end of the stream. The end.....

Finally some drawings.....

I was staring to get worried I'd been lugging my art supplies around for no reason, but we missed our bus due to the treacherous advice of incompetent hotel staff so had some time for scribbling.

SWINE inFLUenced.

Swimming in Bacteria

RIP all my little fish

In sad news some sort of power outage in our absence caused the untimely death of all our poor little fishies. Poor little bastards, they never did nothin' to no-one I'm pretty dev's, I loved those guys......

It's all relative

Spent the last couple days running around the Vietnamese country side spending time with various relations of Phuong's. Turns out some of her uncles like to drink, so at least we had one thing in common. We smashed a whole bottle of scotch and half a bottle of Henny in the space of a few hours on a farm way out where and ate plates of fresh chicken organs and rice soup. Then stinkingly drunk, I let the children lead me into a river that may or may not have been a open sewer where I let my body flow down stream over small rapids and through shallow pools.

I then chased the children around for the rest of then day.

Small Comforts

Did a spot of shopping over the last few days for a few things that make being away from home easier, like a guitar, I was gonna buy this one, but it wouldn't fit in my bag.

So I settled for this number I call
"Old Blue" despite the fact it's brand new....

And some fresh "Booze and Titts" kicks. White soles in Vietnam?

What a silly idea...

Back in old Saigon town

Took a six hour bus ride across the Cambodian border into Vietnam, which was relatively painless, into Saigon central- the city with a population of 10 million people and 11 million motor-bikes. Hectic traffic and crazy powerlines, it's good to be back.

Phnom Penh and the Killing Fields

Had a rough couple of days in there, came down with a case of the gut rot and had to skip our bus trip to Phnom Penh so I could hole up and recouperate for a day. Didn't do much so here's a shot of Phuong in front of another thousand year old temple eating something....

This guy was chilling out front of our hotel.

Made it on the bus the next day to the Cambodian capital. There's a place where the communists slaughtered a vast percentage of their own population in the 70's called the killing fields- It's pretty much the saddest thing I've ever seen- where footpaths are paved with human bones and victims clothes still protrude from the ground. There's a monument to all the victims- a massive tower of skulls, many baring the marks from where they were clubbed and stabbed to death. Remember genocide is wrong and if the chance to partake in a massacare ever comes up don't do it. With any luck the perpetrators of this heinous crime against humanity are rotting in hell right now.


















Shit ain't funny- no smiling allowed.

Cambodia and Angkor Wat

Arrived in Cambodia hung over and extremely tired, had a minor hassle finding the hotel, but got there in the end. This place was very nice and we got a well needed snooze in then wandered the local area for a bit. They like US $ here and pretty much everything's a dollar (unless it isn't).
This is the main street in town, it rains everyday at about 4pm and becomes a giant mud bog.
There are tanks of fish that nibble the dead skin off your feet, it feels really weird.
Phuong really wanted to try it then had a bit of a freak out.... what a wuss!


The day after hit the temple tours at Angkor Wat, this place is AMAZING! Photos do it no justice, but here's some anyway.... You can't tell, but these stairs are on a 70 degree angle, skinny as fuck and worn into uneven grooves of doom! Very, very scary and life threatening.

17 hrs in Kuala Lumpor

Had a massive lay-over between flights in Malaysia, so P and I decided to get a room to rest up and explore the city from. Turns out rooms were hard to come by and we wandered from inn to inn like a modern day Joesph and Mary. Finally found a place with a vacancy, a budget motel that usually lets rooms out by the hour to dirty old men for dirty old reasons. It had no windows and I was woken by the sounds of someone humping what was undoubtedly a prostitute somewhere near by. Creepy.
So went out to peep the city, its a nice friendly place. This is a flick of what I think is the worlds tallest buildings, twin tower thing- only one pictured here.... Then we ate amazing Tapas, which I've never had before, but closely relates to my own style of snacking on rich foods.

Then back to the love shack where I made a ghetto cooler for a couple special brews and stayed up all night writing and drawing like an idiot instead of sleeping.

beware of the kids

back in djugerari for 2 weeks

heaps of fuck off spiders lurking in the house

a big mob of white cockatoos live at the school

went into fitzroy crossing for the footy

the mob from our community won (they got amped)

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only shops in town burnt down

cows on the way home

this rock wallaby was laying in the middle of the road, had been hit by a car (we guess), only saw it at the last minute, we went straight over the top of it without hitting it (so fucking lucky), we grabbed it and brought it home, has hell broken leg hopefully it will survive, poor bugger