Koh Tao

After our 5 day stay of craziness that was Koh pha ngan we took a ferry to Koh tao, which is an island about an hour and half north of Koh pha ngan. Once we arrived we headed to our hostel which Lucy and James had reserved for us that day. The first thing we noticed about the place was how cheap it was, only 6 bonecrushers a night. The second thing we noticed was that the room had no AC…. just a ceiling fan. We were instantly bummed out and knew that sleeping would be a nearly impossible feat. After settling into our room at about 3 in the afternoon we wandered around the quaint little town that is Sai Ree. This was the perfect place to come after the full moon party because of its relaxed atmosphere. It was refreshing to walk down the street or beach without being haggled for the first time since Japan to rent a moped, or buy a suit or shades. 

After arriving at Koh Tao we spent nearly every waking moment with James and Lucy. The first night we were there we decided to grab a few drinks at one of the many laid back restaurants. There were a lot of cats on this island and this is where we learned of James' fear of cats. If a cat came near him he would run away from it and just stare at it from a distance as if it were the plague. His story goes kinda like this. He was three years old delivering Christmas cards to neighbors on Christmas Eve in his hometown of Birmingham, England. He rang the doorbell and when the door opened a cat leaped onto him and became caught in his jumper (we call it the right name.. a sweater). James threw the remaining cards in the air while trying to bat the cat off, but the cat held on,dangling with one paw from his sweater. With it's other paw the cat proceeded to throw haymakers at James' face, leaving him with a face full of scratches and tears. Because of this event we were unable to go to certain restaurants and places because of cats lurking around waiting to pounce on James. 

The next few days we spent lounging around the beach and taking in the beauty of southern Thailand. We bought a football one of the days and exchanged skills of how to throw a football vs throwing a rugby ball. Surprisingly you can throw a rugby ball quite far with the right underhand technique! One of the nights we went out and found the rest of our crew from the Full Moon Hostel and had a great night where we learned about laughing gas, which was sold in the bars like a drink. It's in all the clubs in England James & Lucy told us so we decided to try some. We got these balloons that were filled with NO2 and after only a ballon or two and some beers we were all feeling pretty hammered and proceeded to have another Changover in the morning. 

One of the last days we spent in Koh Tao we took a long boat out to Koh Nang Yuan which is a gorgeous little trio of islands that are all connected by spits of sand. It was a dazzling day with nothing but a few clouds in the sky and the clearest water I've ever seen. We all rented snorkeling equipment and according to James & Lucy who dived in the Great Barrier Reef it was the clearest water and the most fish they'd ever seen. There were fish of all shapes and colors from little clown fish to vivid rainbow colored ones to small barracudas. It was an unforgettable day and we really wished we'd had an underwater camera to show all you clowns just how cool it was.

#yoro

Bangkok/Koh Phangan & Full moon party

(Both of us wrote this one)

Sorry for the extremely long space between blog posts everyone but here is one that should get at least a couple laughs and we have one to add tomorrow as well.

So we made it to Bangkok safe and sound at around 11:30pm but once we stepped foot out of the terminal we were blasted with a brick wall of heat and sweat. At that point we knew we were in for an all new form of muggy heat from hell. With afternoon temperatures reaching over 100 (not to mention humidity) we had little to no motivation to explore the massive city, especially since we knew we were going to head back at the end of our trip. So after a couple days of attempting to walk around and failing we just said fuck it and booked our flight down to Koh Phangan, the home of the epic Full Moon party. 

If this guard couldn't stand the heat. How the hell are we supposed to?

The flight took us to Koh Samui which, is the island right next to Koh Phangan. This being said we then had to make our way to the dock to catch a ferry to our island of mid 20 year olds dreams. Right as we arrived to the dock we got to witness something straight out of a Cabo story. A girl had just gotten off a boat from Koh Phangan and walked past about 150-250 people with a bandage around her head and a man following her with an IV bag that was attached to her… Needless to say we got pumped up for what the island had in store for us.

After the 40 minute ferry ride we managed to find our hostel without any real trouble and were happy (at the time) to see that it was about 50 feet away from the beach. Sadly that was the only cool thing about our hostel (besides all the new friends we made) the rest of the place was pretty much a joke. Think of the fraternity dance floor filled with 15 or so bunk beds, shitty wood floors and three of the frat bathrooms/showers. That should paint a good picture for ya….

After getting situated we met some of the coolest people that we actually ended up traveling with. That first night we all decide to go out and so we went out and bought a bunch of Chang beers and buckets. I have to say something about Chang beer though. They are listed as being 6% alcohol but they are actually anywhere from 6-12%, so it always makes for surprise! This usually led to us singing In the morning "I gotta Changover  woahhhhh I've been drinking to much woahhhhh. I gotta Changover…" You get the picture! 

Anyways that first night we all just went straight HAM, playing drinking games, learning about each others cultures and stories. Our group of about 10-15 people meshed really well and we all went out to the beach (which is where all the bars are) that first night and had a glorious time, shotgunning, strawpedoing among other things. 

Full Moon beach rager

Ok onto the full moon party which was two days later. The small town of Had Rim was buzzing with energy, people were buying neon clothes, paint, and other accessories while huge structures were being put together on the beach. We followed suit and bought some real short neon shorts, tanks, headbands and paint. Shout out to Mandy, Val and Bridget for giving us glow sticks because those things were amazing seeing as we were literally the only ones on the beach with them! After everyone was all painted up with eccentric designs and liquored up we headed down to the beach at about midnight. Pictures can't do this party justice, because there were probably about 12,000 other people neoned out like us dancing and just going crazy on the beach. After about an hour our group started to disperse but still had a good core of about 10 people. One of our British friends, James (not Whelan) left us with his girlfriend Lucy to head back to the hostel because he wasn't feeling well. We told him we'd stay at one of the beach bars that we were at. They didn't return for at least an hour and when James finally came back we learned that he had been throwing up and his bucket that he had shared with another girl in our group (Kat) had been spiked. He was able to get it out of his system but she wasn't so lucky. Lucy never came back because she went with Kat to the hospital to make sure she was ok. We all moved down the beach from bar to bar as the night went on having a great time. Before we started drinking for this epic night we had promised each other we'd stay up until the sunrise and it was one of the most beautiful things we've seen in our lives. It was funny because we were looking at this serene sunrise on this beautiful beach and then we turned around and people were still going HAM to house music, dancing on stages or passed out in the sand.

After we watched the sun come up our crew decided we should really go and look for Kat and Lucy. We went to about 8 or 9 different clinics (shitty little hospitals) and it's about 7am when we finally found them. Luckily Kat was ok and after leaving we all went back to the hostel and tried to pass out around 8 in the morning but the music continued to bump through frat speakers until around 10. This is why being next to the beach actually ended up sucking..

PTFO on the beach. 

Visiting Kat. Probably would have been better of without us there...

After resting for a day both of us and Joel (another Brit we met in our hostel) decided we wanted to rent mopeds to see more of the island that had destroyed us. Anywhere you went in Had Rim you saw people with bandages, crutches and injuries, so mopeding around wasn't the safest thing to do. We ended up touring the island for nearly 6 hours and had a few close calls but overall it was a blast! 

Until next time... (promise there won't be a month gap this time)

Terminal YORO style

(Will)
Our flight from Hong Kong to Bangkok left at noon so we woke up early just to give us some extra time. It takes about 45 minutes to get to the airport from Chungking Mansions, where we stayed by train with one transfer. When we got to our transfer station which was below IFC mall (and no it wasn't frat life IFC), we thought we'd checkin and save time in line at one of the flight checkin stations. This is where things started going downhill. Our checkin assistant told us we could not checkin because we transferred flights in mainland China and we didn't have visas. This was news to us because we didn't know you needed a visa to simply transfer flights in a country even if you never left the international terminal. Also, our original flight never even flew into mainland China but went directly to Thailand.  We quickly tried to call Cheaptickets.com (the agency who we booked through)to tell them that they never told us we needed a visa after redirecting the original flight we booked (although we still should've known better) and that they needed to change our tickets to ones directly to Thailand but, we couldn't get through to them on a pay phone. So, we boosted up into the mall desperately looking for wifi. After asking around we finally found wifi and with an hour left James called them using google phone to try and change our tickets while I'm researching same day flights directly to Bangkok. James is on the phone with them for 30 minutes when our phone call randomly cuts out! Frustration Nation! The cheapest flight I found was for $225 each and we were like screw it lets book it, go to the airport and make moves. The problem with doing this was we booked through another travel agency (we hadn't learned our lesson yet) and were issued an eticket where we had to wait on another email after they confirmed my credit card. By, this time it's noon we'd missed our flight and already spent an extra $225 each on a direct flight that left at 9:30, thinking that the worst was behind us. When we arrived at the airport we asked information where our checkin was and they told us that the station didn't open till 6:30. Seriously, six hours in the airport just waiting to see if we can checkin! Through all this and the entirety of our entire trip, I must applaud James for being so willing to ask questions and for help, because I'm much more like we can figure this out on our own and that would've been a huge waste of time. So we mess around six hours in the airport the entire time refreshing my email. Nothing for six hours. We quickly adopted Murphy's law "if it can go wrong it will go wrong" and started looking up flights for the next day just in case. 6:30 rolls around and we try to checkin even though the eticket email has yet to come. The lady coldly denies us simply saying without a ticket number you cannot checkin. After talking to a manager he tells us that even though we can show him that I paid showing him my iPad, that it looks as though the ticket never went through. He told us that we need to find another flight or book directly through the airline which was a cool 700 bone crushers each. Filthy! There were no more flights out that night and the cheapest flights out the next day left at around 9pm so we leave the checkin counter thinking we are making Terminal 2 #yoro2012 edition starring Panda and Diesel.

We're starting to laugh at how bad everything is going so far until we sit down somewhere for a little bit and at about 7pm I get the best email ever. Our eticket numbers and confirmation. We boost up to the checkin counter and happily checkin but there's a hitch. We hadn't booked a flight out of Thailand and they wouldn't let us into the country without one (our original plan had been to bus out of Thailand into Laos. You're probably thinking these clown babies didn't do a single second of research. We looked up flights out of Bangkok into Hanoi, Vietnam, and after thirty minutes we find one for 70 bucks using skyscanner.com. (Thanks Max) We clearly hadn't learned a single lesson so far, because we used another agency instead of going direct and once again had to wait on an eticket confirmation. We went up to the checkin desk and we hoped that the third time was the charm and luckily it was because we hassled the same lady who told us we still didn't have an eticket confirmation into asking a coworker who said we'd be ok as long as we showed customs officer the receipt. From here on everything goes smoothly but it was the most distressing travel day of my life and we learned countless lessons. Yoro!

Hong Kong

Hong kong in a nutshell: (James)

Hong Kong has been a very interesting experience for both Will and I. We have experienced both it's highs and most definitely experienced its lows. First off you should know that Hong Kong is about as similar to Tokyo as melted chocolate is to the aftermath of Cindy's cooking.... The city and people may look the same to a sadly mistaken fellow but man is there a huge difference. For one, Tokyo was probably the cleanest place I have ever stayed. I mean we maybe saw a handful of garbage littering the streets the whole time we were there but when it came to Hong Kong that shit was everywhere. The streets, the alleys, the building hallways, the water, it makes me wonder if any of it actually makes it into the garbage cans at all. Anyways you get the picture it's basically a giant city wide frat house over here and it isn't only the garbage that correlates with the frat, this place never gets quiet. I mean that's what you would expected from a big city like Hong Kong right? but back in Tokyo you could take a walk out on the streets at about any time of the day and it would be dead silent minus a few people on bicycles and the occasional old person shuffling around aimlessly. 

Now don't get me wrong not everything in Hong Kong has been bad, in fact it's an amazing city and we have really enjoyed a lot of what Hong Kong has had to offer us over the last few days. Just like Tokyo there is a lot of history that surrounds this city and it's cool to see that they have so much pride in it all and how they strive to protect their ancient treasures and their meanings. Here are a couple of the cooler spots we visited (they happen to be the cleaner parts of the city) 

The Peak "We couldn't see shittttttt" so here is a picture of what we could have seen if weather hadn't been a little bitch to us the whole time.

The Lina Nin garden "I love goooooooolllllllllldddddd"

Giant Bronze Buddha 

Another really amazing part of this city is the food. It's cheap and if you visit the right places, amazing. One of the first restaurants we hunted down in Hong Kong was a dim sum restaurant that Anthony Bourdain raved about in his HK episode of the Layover. It's always a good sign when you show up to a restaurant and there are a bunch of locals willing to wait in line to have a chance to get in the door, this was one of those places. When we put our name down the lady told us to come back in two hours?! At the time we were thinking what the hell could be so good that people would wait two hours to squish into a restaurant about the size of a shipping container. Well the answer was everything and what made it even better was the fact that it cost us about $18 put together for an amount of food that could have fed a small army. Needless to say "we ate the whole plate" (besides the vegebals that is) and then proceeded to dip out to go take a short coma of a nap. 

The other huge thing that Hong Kong has going for it is their transportation system, it's absolutely amazing. Will and I think that they do a much better job than Tokyo or any other major city for that matter. Hong Kong has basically unified all forms of transportation and major shopping under one card system called the octopus card. There are no fees and you treat it just like a rechargeable debit card where you add cash to it at ATM like machines all around the city. (All this is done through an NFC (tap & go) which is cool) The only down side to this card system though is the fact that you can't use it in the flee markets that sell knock off items like the watch that Dornes bought and broke after 4 days or so… 

Ok now on to the part you all actually care about, our"interesting" experiences here. On one of the first days in Hong Kong, Dornes and I were wandering the streets at around 9pm and we came across this kid performing martial arts on the street for money. Things seemed normal at first, he was doing high arial kicks and all the acrobatic shit that my asian side obviously can't comprehend. After his little showoff session things proceeded to get a little weirder, the kid decided to break a chopstick by pushing it point in against his throat... Wtf? Who does that? But he wasn't done, nope not at all. He then held up a piece of rebar.... I instantly pulled my camera out because I wanted to document this crazy shit. So the karate kid then went into the crowd and grabbed a volunteer to help hold the rebar and keep it stable so he could bend it with his throat. 

The kid did some warm up breathes then ran at the guy holding the bar in place trying his best to bend the rebar. My first thought was that this kid was about to die but the guy holding the rebar wasn't able to hold it steady enough and fell backwards. This is where things truly get interesting, well at least for me. Now we all know im not of a small stature so I guess I shouldn't have been all that surprised but after that failed first attempt he immediately pointed at me to hold the bar..... The first thought to go through my head was " Oh great, I get to be the one to skewer this kid now..." But I went out there anyways and held the bar for his impending death. He did the whole three breathes thing again and then ran at me! Amazingly I was able to hold the rebar and even more amazingly the kid bent the damn bar with his throat! I couldn't believe it but here is the photo proof!

(Will) After showcasing his amazing feat of strength, James and I continued walking down the street when a local excitedly pointed at the Kobe jersey I was wearing and asked if I played basketball. He told us his name was Eric and he asked if I would play basketball with him on Saturday at 4 and I said I would so he gave us his number and told me where to meet him on Saturday. James and I both thought that we would be on our way but no. He was wearing fatigued jeans and a yellowed wife-beater to go along with his warm toothless smile. Eric was jubilant with a certain energy about him. The whole time James and I couldn't figure him out, was he friendly, curious, crazy, or a combination all these traits? Eric spoke decent English and we proceeded to have one of the most A.D.D. of conversations I have ever had let alone with a complete stranger. In the middle of the crowded square our topics ranged from Steven Hawking and string theory to heroin and cocaine to Las Vegas. After talking for about 30 minutes, Eric asked if we wanted to get something to eat. James and I were both famished from a long day of walking and sightseeing so we eagerly accepted. What we weren't sure of was did he want a free meal or just wanted to talk or what. He showed us into a restaurant and recommended something to eat while not eating himself. We continued to talk about anything you could think of for nearly an hour and a half before the restaurant closed and we were kicked out. After leaving the restaurant we bid farewell to Eric and I with the intent to play basketball with some locals later in the week. I don't think any individual could have painted a better picture of the essence of Hong Kong better than Eric. Unique, grimy, gregarious, random, crazy, warm, with somehow a little glamour thrown in all describe Eric and his hometown. It was a great experience to gain insight from a local on so many different topics. James who was taking pictures of a sideshow at the time got our very first interaction with this character on camera.



Every Wednesday and Saturday night there are horse races in the epic arena known as Happy Valley Racecourse. This racecourse is set just outside the heart of downtown Hong Kong and opposite the grandstands is the skyline of the city. We arrived 2 hours early to make sure we could get a good spot and figure how to bet on our favorite horses. We were able to find a teller who easily explained the whole process and without him James and I were lost. I had never been to a horse race so this was all new to me but it felt just like out of the movies. Massive grandstands where the elite of society sat behind air conditioned glass suites looking down upon the commoners and the lush green track. In the beer garden the only AC we had was a refreshing breeze where James and I posted up we looked across the brightly lit track to the neon city of Hong Kong. It was a little surreal. Once the races got started, we started betting low thinking we'd lose every race and wanted to make our money last. I was lucky enough to win my first race by guessing my horse would place in top 3 out of 12, unfortunately James wasn't so lucky. I won a meager $4.30, but it was still exciting. The next race we went in together and bet $4 on two horses in a Quinella Place bet (our 2 horses would get in top 3 outta 12). Our two fine stallions were Brilliant Chariot and Ray's Favourite. As the horses rounded the corner and came flying by us, the first two horses in neck and neck battle were ours. They ended crossing the finish line in a photo finish and had us jumping up and down in pure joy. On our $4 bet we made about $35. We calculated that if we bet $50 we would've made nearly $450 but that's what they all say right. This was our final race that we bet on and spent the rest of the night meeting people and enjoying our luck. It was a great night and my favorite I think.

April 19-23, 2012: Turning Japanese. Oh wait...

April 19th: (James) Well it's only been a few days since our first #YORO post but in those few days we have had some interesting experiences that we are sure you guys will find comical and maybe even cool... Maybe. 

We left you all with me binge drinking the free Asahi beers and Will unconscious and sprawled across the plane aisle. A couple beers and hours of sleep later we made it into Tokyo safe and sound. On arrival we managed to stumble our way through and out of customs but about three hundred feet later we came to the realization that we were in no way prepared for the language barriers that we would encounter here. (Typical American) Just saying that it was overwhelming doesn't quite portray just how vulnerable it makes you feel though. We truly were thrown into a new world. After about 15 minutes of wandering around we were able to find someone who pointed us to the right train and we were on our way to Asakusa. 

Once we got all settled in at our hostel we decided to go take a look at our surrounding district. Turns out we are about half a mile away from the tallest tower in the world, The Tokyo Sky Tree. It stands 2,080 feet tall but Dornes and I swore that it was around the height of the space needle… (it was dark?) Regardless the tower is sick, but doesn't open up until next month so we weren't able to go up and check out the view. 

After exploring we decided to head back to the hostel, have a couple beers down at the bar below our hostel and then we called it a night. 

April 20th:  (Will) The day that never ended. 

After going to bed around 11:30 we both for some terrible reason woke up at 6 am. By 7:45 we were out the door to explore this foreign city. Our hostel was located in Asakusa, this district of Tokyo is home to the oldest temple in Tokyo, Sensō-ji is a buddist temple built in 645 A.D. There are an abundance of shops surrounding the temple and after visiting the temple we wandered around in circles until finally getting something to eat and heading back to our hostel around 1.

 

 

  After doing some research we decided to head to Shibuya, home of Tokyo's Time Square. Shibuya was flooded with people at 3 in the afternoon, with neon lights that rival the Las Vegas strip. 

After taking pictures of the square from the second story of a Starbucks overlooking the square, we meandered into an 11-story department store, tiny shops all the while attempting to take in the massive amount of people who were crowded here. After eating some amazing sushi with each plate being only $1.05 Yen it was one of the best deals for sushi. After dinner we headed back to the hostel to meet up with an Aussie named Celli to go grab some brews at a bar near our hostel before heading out to Roppongi, which is Tokyo's westerner party district. This is where our day/night starts to get interesting. 

The beers were only 280 Yen or about $3 and were roughly 22ounces! While throwing back beers like only cougs could Celli told us that the entire metro system stops  at midnight and doesn't reopen until 5 a.m. This posed a serious dilema, do we go home after drinking with our friend or stay out until 5? Obviously, we're Cougs so we have a reputation to maintain and we're in Tokyo so naturally we decide to stay out. We bought some drinks for the road and drank them on the last subway to Roppongi. After getting off the subway we walked around the district looking for a cool place to go. A club promoter came up to us and told us to come in, we were skeptical so we said no unless he has something good to offer. He told us he would get us in for free and that he'd make sure we got our first couple of drinks free. We should've known this was an offer too good to be true. After he lead us up into his "club" we found out it was a strip club with absolutely no one in it. As soon as we walked in every girl instantly stood up and stared at us as though we were fresh meat and didn't stop staring until we left.

From there we went to a few other bars and met some other travelers. By 3 am and 21 hours since having any shut eye we hit a wall. So we decide to try and wait off the remaining 2 hours by getting something to eat. Inside this restaurant we sat down in between two 40 something year old men who were there by themselves. Both men were in full suits and were completely passed out. After eating our food and chillin for about an hour, both men were still asleep and one of them even fell out of his chair. He eventually woke up and resumed eating his food as if nothing happened. All the meanwhile nobody is paying either of these guys any attention, like it's completely natural. We eventually start to doze off ourselves and decided to go outside to see if some fresh air would keep us awake. Nope. We saw another 40 year old man in a suit passed out on the subway steps so we decide to follow suit. We woke up around 5 and caught our subway home but about 5 stops from our Asakusa stop we both passed out and neither of us remember anything until 7 when both James and I were awoken by a metro steward. We had ridden our subway to our stop and all the way back to the end of its line where we were forced to get off and pay another fare to get back home. We eventually made it back to our hostel at around 8am and proceeded to pass out

April 21st: (James) As you might have guessed we decided to sleep in a little later than usual on Saturday. At around noon my body started to forgive me for the "lack of sleep" and we finally got out of our beds (planks of wood with cloth) and went on a mid afternoon hangover stroll through the Imperial palace. I've found that I have become really jealous of people who live in old cities like Tokyo and places all across Europe because they have such great history within their grasps at all times compared to the states. The fact that the Imperial palace had multiple renovations hundreds of years before our country was even a thought should give you an idea of just how old some of these temples and buildings are. After wandering around the palace for a few hours waving our Coug flag wherever we could, they finally kicked us to the curb with all the other tourists at closing time.

 

After that we jumped on the train to Shinjuku which is just a big shopping district like Shibuya and we walked around and picked up some things we needed for the rest of our trip. Then we headed back home for a Saturday night in since we were still way to tired to go out clubbing/ spend all our money. Yeah I know we are lame but we had to be up early to check out plus we are saving up to go HAM in Bangkok and at the full moon party on the beaches.

 

April 22nd: (James) This was our last full day in Tokyo so we left our hostel early in the morning to go and explore a park called Yoyogi ( @jpetursson ). Apparently the park gets packed with people that get dressed up and perform in front of the park goers. One of the more popular park groups dresses up as Elvis (Asian Elvis x 100?!) But of course Dornes and I ended up entering the park at the wrong entrance and missed out on all of it... On the bright side though we did get to explore the historical part of the park where we witnessed a traditional Japanese wedding and we even wished good luck upon all of you clowns for some dumb reason. (There's a picture below of the plank we wished you all good luck on.)

Biggest mistake of his life. Oh well more for us.

After we got our prayer on we decided to head out to the shopping center that was close by and the only reason I mention this is because we found a store specifically made for @o_mac .

Face to face brooo

Anyways after that we just headed off to our new hotel in the Kawasaki district which was a lot closer to the airport making it easier on us for our early Monday morning flight. This hotel fucking sucked though! It made the hostel we stayed at look like the Ritz. I really wish I would have taken a picture of the place but I guess I didn't want to have any vivid visual memories to haunt me. The room was tiny, they said the bed fit two but clearly they were thinking that infants counted as full size humans, the shower was about 3 square feet and that happened to take up half of the bathroom and the room was cold as the arctic circle. I hate that place. Not much more to say.

April 23rd: (James) So this was a travel day for us. Nothing all that interesting went down other than the fact that I got moved to first class for our first flight out of Tokyo. Oh one thing to note if you ever try to stay in a hostel in Hong Kong make sure you take street view pictures of the entrance on google before you leave... Dornes and I spent about an hour wandering around 1 block trying to find the entrance to our hostel. Worst entrances ever. Anyways we are just kicking it in our room now and we are about to watch the new Game Of Thrones so "Toodaloo motherfuckaaaaas!!! 

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And so our journey begins. #YORO

April 18-19th, 2012. Today is the day that we set off on our journey to raid and pillage whatever poor asian bars, beaches, clubs, cities and countries that lay in our path. We will claim everything that we conquer for Mike Leach and the Cougs but we mainly conquer for the frat gods that have treated us so well the last 4 and a half years, for without them we wouldn't be on this epic journey. This trip came to fruition the way that many bad ideas have in the past, by sitting around, shooting the shit after putting in a hard nights work in at Michaels downstairs. I won't lie, I don't exactly remember what we were taking about before hand but who really cares? What really matters is that we entertained the idea of going on an epic adventure after graduation.

First, we thought about doing the whole euro trip thing, but quickly realized that with the little amount of skrilla each of us had we would have a hard time lasting more than a couple weeks there. Fuck that. We were looking for an all out trip, a once in a lifetime trip and hopefully this adventure throughout Asia will be just that. @YORO_2012!

To say the past few weeks running up to this were a pain is an understatement but I can tell you that we both really appreciated spending our last saturday in the states with all our friends. We hope you all have a great time at LTD and Red Door while we are gone and we expect to hear weekly weekend recaps of who has been hooking up with who or failing with whom. But seriously, a google video chat hangout should be set up weekly so we can actually see some familiar faces. 

This all leads to where we are right now. We are currently flying over the Pacific ocean at 525mph sitting in economy class seats of a Boeing 777. (Which really don't seem to be made for anyone over 5 feet tall.)  I have beers on beers on beers in hand (free btw) typing away while Will is PTFO with one arm and his dome piece swinging in the aisle which undoubtably is getting in everyones way. Peep the picture. Anyways that pretty much sums up where we stand as of now. We will try and make a post a couple times every week so keep a lookout for them! 

Oh and take note of the Ipod hitting the floor...