The thing about hanging out with English People is that sometimes you get so confused by their accents that you forget that you are present, and involved, and you aren't watching them on tv. Everyone at camping was awesome, and I understood most of what they said.
the thing about camping is that you really don't have to. Camping, as near as I can see it, works best when you go have adventure in the woods, then get trashed to all hell and pass out in a tent. This is incredibly fun, but unsustainable; it only works if there's a light at the end of the tunnel. One day and one night of camping are super fun, two days and two nights are cruel and inhumane, mostly because there's just no reason to go for two days. You get way gross, you get tired, I get waaaaaaaaaaaaaay cranky after a shitty sleep and need x amount of alone time for decompression. and Bugs. and gross food in the morning. The first day is a great time with your friends in an extremely low stress environment, the second day feels like the reality of living in a p.o.w camp setting in. On the other hand, I missed the fucking waterslides, as they were on the Monday and I was already back at work.
(All of this is true except if you are on a journey to get someplace, like surfing or freedom or a music festival or something. Then camping is great because it's just the price of being alive and in motion.)
ONE DAY OF CAMPING IN HOPE, WHERE THEY FILMED RAMBO 1, WHICH IS FURTHER THAN I THOUGHT IT WAS AND FURTHER THAN IT HAD TO BE.
this is what the horizon looks like in new zealand.
A camper van seems like a great thing to have, and this is probably the last year you anyone can afford to have one. fanstastic for quests.
there's more photos up for this than their needs to be, but I'm getting in the habit of just putting up everything so people can grab stuff if they want it.
Art! or Artsy! or something. pictures of just things are hard.
a man is always happy to have a watermelon. look how happy Rob is.
Kat does into the wild.
this is the original, just to be clear.
this is how I would frame it for portfolio work. this to me is interesting. it's pure coincidence that her breasts are dead center.
You fuck my wife? you fuck my wife? fuck you, you fuck my wife!
I almost cut my toe off with that a few minutes later. machetes are a bad idea for almost everyone. it's amazing gaz didn't cut his fingers off.
I have no idea what Kat was doing, and thanks to a little photoshop, no one else will either.
Nope. No idea.
$14 steak. vaguely pink sandals. choppa.
their campsite had a private beach. it was beautiful.
Rambo Camping
