Wow. I just
arrived in paradise. Malindi might be my secret
getaway if I'm ever rich and famous. Stunningly
beautiful and hardly a tourist to be spotted. And the
warmest water I've ever been in. The Indian Ocean is
unbelieveable, as was this day. I mentioned in my
last Facebook status that I felt a little Adamana
Jones coming on because this place felt so much like a
mix between Cairo in Raiders of the Lost Ark and India
in Temple of Doom. Linda helped me get a few shots and
with a little John Williams I got to be Harrison
for a day...
If your computer
can handle it (meaning it doesn't stutter once it's
loaded) click the "HD" button...
incredible.
How
gorgeous right? The music makes it so
melodramatic. But it really felt like
I was walking around an Indiana Jones
set. And really, I just want a record of this
shit so I can even believe I did it. It
still seems strange for this guy I've been
reading about in "The Journey" to be in these
far-off locations. Kinda fun.
It's
incredible how the music changes the shots
though. Without the music the stuff with the
kids borders on creepy -- throw in some John
Williams and I'm suddenly the most adorable
man in the world. LOL. Oh wait, there's
more...
...he
cares about the children AND the
animals!!! Hahahaha. It was just all the
stuff I saw around town. Trash everywhere and
stray animals that are hours from death are
just part of that.
The other
thing that makes Malindi so "Indiana
Jonesish" is a huge muslim community. Felt
very Egyptian. Unfortunately we don't seem to
stay any place long enough for it to not feel
extremely foreign. Like, by the end of
my 10 days in Japan it all felt pretty
commonplace to me. Not so for this trip. Sure
am packin' a lot in though...
So it was
off to the Indian Ocean and just unbridalded
beauty. Linda and I paid 4 dudes 500
shillings a piece ('bout $7) to take us out
for a bit and it was just... hard to
describe, you know? Like, that was the moment
I was really aware how far I had travelled.
Had I wanted to "go home"... it would
take 2 days. I mean, just 15 hours just to
get back to Nairobi. It's both freeing and
frightening at the same time considering just
how much is waiting for me in LA.
But today
I was SUPERMAN! Hahaha. I jumped in the
water to help them push the boat back for no
other reason than to be a goofy tourist. You
know what's funny about the entries? I kill
myself to make a gorgeous video of a memory
and then spend the entire entry ripping
myself to pieces. LOL. I felt like the 1 of
the 2 fat dudes in City Slickers that taped
each other being "cowboys". Although I have
to admit, one shot... I look kinda cool. I'm
gonna make the picture super-big so hang
tight...
A childhood scar
(actually at birth when my lung collapsed 'cause I was
a super-premie - I'm just full of stories come to
think of it) ANYWAY, a childhood scar and a strategic
placement of the boat over my flabby stomach makes me
look RIPPED. LOL.
I'm just so
freaking happy. This has to be somewhat annoying to
continue to read, but I can't say it enough. I've had
a very, very, very hard couple of years and the real
difference with this trip? My mind isn't stressing on
how to further my career. "The Fight" as I've
called it in previous songs is something that
never leaves my head. The constant
underachieving I feel like I've done just eats at me.
I'm finally not underachieving. Which means I
can finally breathe deep. Bigger challenges ahead, but
at least I can breathe.
