CHIANG MAI, THAILAND
It’s getting hotter and raining more often. The wildlife in, on and around my house gets a little stranger every day.
By the way, that snake (run over by a careless motorbike pilot)? Yeah, it can frickin’ fly.
CHIANG MAI, THAILAND
Hi everybody.
As you might have noticed, I let this thing lapse for a little while. But not to worry. I didn’t die in the riots, get thrown in a third-world prison or come down with a synapse-snacking brain parasite. Let’s not dwell on such trivialities though, because I sure as hell didn’t stop having adventures – a deserted tropical island, numerous motorcycle trips and an actual, honest-to-goodness trip to Burma went down while Everything Is Dirty languished. Most weren’t very well documented, but I’m going to start picking through the backlog two or three times a week and we’ll see where everything goes from there.
For now, enjoy these pictures of Loy Krathong 2010 (see this post from ’09 for more).
The wonderful Tourdust has been kind enough to publish an interview of me. Go check it out!
Ballsy adventurers, decapitation & polar bears
“Ross Lee Tabak is a travel writer, photographer and author of the frequently exceptional We’re Lost and Everything is Dirty. Ross combines fascinating insights, punchy writing and sublime photography to drag the reader away from their laptop and into a completely different world. We are lucky enough to be able to publish his frankly brilliant responses to our interview questions“
Ross is Lost: Thoughts on Adventure Travel
The kind folks at Sharing Travel Experiences did an incredibly flattering interview of me. Go check it out!
“When I first found the blog of today’s guest, I probably spent the better part of an hour or two surfing through all of the amazing stuff. It goes without saying that a site titled We’re Lost and Everything is Dirty is bound to have some juicy stuff, and it certainly succeeds in delivering. I’m not sure whether it’s the National Geographic-style photography, or the utterly nowhere-near-any-sort-of-path types of experiences, but Ross Lee Tabak is the king of travel adventures, without a doubt.“
I’m not sure I’d call myself the king of anything, but hey, I’ll take it.
Find out tomorrow! (no your mom jokes)
Also, to whoever found Everything Is Dirty by googling “tiger dicks”: you’re a hero.
Hi kids,
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No Due Date: A Practical Guide to Traveling in College
I managed to escape college and travel way more than you’re supposed to, but I wouldn’t give a second of it back for anything. I’ve gotten some questions about how I managed to do that, so I wrote this little e-book.
If you have a burning desire to travel but currently find yourself in the midst of four years of book-learnin’, this is for you. I’m giving it away for free, but if you enjoyed it a donation would be mightily appreciated. Click here for the download and more info.
CHIANG MAI, THAILAND
I liked this piece of graffiti, so I watched it for a few minutes.
I think my favorite is #10 – a town in the Russian wilderness that houses people working on an enormous secret project. Nobody knows what they’re doing and Russia certainly isn’t saying.
EVERETT, WASHINGTON
My parents’ friend is a surgical technologist and an acquirer of sundry curiosities, so it only makes sense that he has a huge collection of medical implants and operating tools.
Boob silicon!
Testicle implants!
A drill bit they use to open holes in your skull!
Penile implants! The ones on the bottom are at least twenty years old and they don’t go flaccid – if you had ED that couldn’t be solved with drugs, your only choice was to have a boner all the time. Below you can see one of the next generation, which is slightly more malleable. Nowadays they stick pump in your scrotum that draws from a reservoir of saline in your abdomen, so if you need an erection you just squeeze your balls.
