Blogging from Da Caribbean

So I've blogged from South America, Europe, Africa, now da Caribbean. What's left? Asia? Australia? Da South Pole? Outta Space?

Fung's already made his mark - he managed to clog da toilet. Seems to be taking quite a while to unclog too. Now perhaps it's time to go out and mingle with the locals. But dinner first perhaps.

Go Catz! Destroy the 'Cuse!

Fungster back in northern hemisphere, reflecting...

Fung's back from down South, exploring the world as he always done. Verdict: thumbs up. You should go. It's like the middle of winter there, and the temp yesterday was warmer than today in Chi-town, in the middle of summer. 'Nuff sed. Kinda like Chicagah though, the weather can change at a whim. We didn't make it to the Corcovado (that's where the famous statue is) until yesterday - most days it either clouded over or we got lazy. It's also not quite as expensive as I initially intimated - but by golly they'll try and make it so. "Don't be naive" was the advice.

It's probably time to say goodbye to an old friend. My current passport has been to Africa, Asia, Europe, South America and North America. The others didn't make it to Asia or South America, though they have interesting stories of their own. Now, it is getting close to 6 months to expiry, and they don't always let you travel when that's the case. So it's time to renew it. Which means a new passport picture. That should be fun...

LoC in the Southern Hemisphere!

Fung's reporting from Rio, adding South America to his list of continents traveled to. I think that leaves Australia (if that's a continent), Central America (if that's a continent), and Antarctica (which I believe is a continent, but the chances of getting there are remote, geddit?). So far, it's been one word: expensive. Really, really expensive. Apparently there are issues with security here so you pay to be safe. Our hotel is situated quite nicely just steps from the beach, but it's bloomin expensive. Methinks I shall have no money by the time I get back...

Fung has wi-fi on his laptop!

But lord knows how much he'll get to use it this weekend. It's gonna take forever to get thru all the stuff you've typed up. But let me see if I get the gist: McBush is a flip flopper, Hillary comparing an election here to Zimbabwe (?) and you guys found some site that exposes the acronyms hidden in your names. Mebbe I haven't missed that much after all...

By the way, Fungster's now in Western Europe, where there's a divide between the shower and the rest of the bathroom, just like in the good ol' USA. They used to use these strange currencies called Francs, Guilders, Marks. Now it's all Euro. And I have my first wad of Euros. Well, second wad, I changed money on the flight to Bulgaria, but Briggs basically held onto that most of the time. This wad's all mine!

Oh well, better get out on the town and check things out. It's so much different from the last time I was here. This hotel, for example, didn't exist back then. Or at least I'm pretty sure it didn't. Right?

LoC Goes Global

Well, you could argue that that happened the second I became a contributer. But this is probably the first post from outside those United States. From where? An internet cafe somewhere in the middle of Bulgaria. So, Fung will be reporting whenever he can, embedded deep in Allied territory.

Differences so far? Well, there are even less darkies over here. I think I've seen 1 darky so far. Den dere's dat pesky Cyrillian alphabet dat everything's written in. It's bad enuff not to be able to understand people, but not to be able to read signs as well? Reminds me of Japan, well, not quite, I can read half the letters, then the other half I can read but they're not the same, and then others we don't have. For example, they had a sign for a product called Nivea Hobo. Now, you'd wonder why hobo's would need skin care. Apparently though, an H here is an N, and a B is a V, so it actually says Nivea Novo. I liked it better my way.

In America, we like to humiliate our smoking pals by sending them outside to drag on the sin sticks they so love. In Munich's airport, they went one step further. They built a glass smoker's cage in the middle of the terminal. Smokers can go in and smoke while all us non smoker's can gawk at them from outside. I'll post a picture of said cage when I can get it off the camera. In Bulgaria though, the smokers are everywhere, and you can't get away from them. I've inhaled more cigarette smoke in 3 days than probably over the past year.

More thoughts as I get more Internet access along the way...