Fish For Dinner

Submitted 2 weeks 4 days ago by http://beelily.wordpress.com/2012/05/01/fish-for-dinner/
The Story of Sushi, and why we should catch our own fish:    

And like a raindrop falling from a

Submitted 2 weeks 6 days ago by http://beelily.wordpress.com/2012/04/28/1948/
And like a raindrop falling from a luscious leaf, my time in Australia comes to an end. Almost five months, but they seem to dwindle into a small stack of memories, finishing before they fully begin. When I left Madison, last year in early winter, life was pretty chaotic. My four years away from ‘home’ had finally caught up with me -  I was losing touch with myself, grasping for truth, for happiness, and looking in all the wrong places. Getting back to Australia, to the people who will always know and love me – let life click back into sense. I spent much of my time alone… reading, learning, growing… and enjoying my solitary company. I’d bike around for work from dawn till mid afternoon and silently...

The Brief Adventures of the Love Beacons, Part 1

Submitted 1 month 15 hours ago by http://awkwardbeautifulpeople.wordpress.com/2012/04/18/the-brief-adventures-of-the-love-beacons-part-1-2/
There’s a story I’ve been meaning to tell that belongs here on awkwardbeautifulpeople: A few weeks ago driving in a town about an hour west of Austin, as I was returning home after SXSW, I drove past two guys on the side of the road. They were obviously looking for a ride. I drove only a second longer in order to find a spot to pull over and turn around to go pick them up. Now, I will preface that I am an individual apt to impulse and fancy, but picking up hitchhikers isn’t in my history. As a young, naïve and mostly defenseless lady, you can imagine why. But somehow I instinctively knew this split-second decision was a good one. This was partially due to circumstances: I had already seen people coming or going to SXSW via I-10. Over many...

4 Days, 970 Miles, 24 Rides: a Hitchhike from Memphis, TN to Washington, D.C. (Day 4 of 4)

Submitted 1 month 15 hours ago by http://davekorn.wordpress.com/2012/04/18/4-days-970-miles-24-rides-a-hitchhike-from-memphis-tn-to-washington-d-c-day-4-of-4/
Day 4 New Market, VA to Washington, D.C.: 125 miles I sit on the bench in front of an I-81 rest area on a chilly Saturday morning, flying a sign that says “TRYING TO GET HOME TO WASH DC.”  I’m a little nervous about the rest area attendants (the guy from last night is gone and there are two new people this morning) but they still ignore me.  I appeared over the crest of the hill in stealth mode this morning when nobody was looking, so I do wonder if they wonder where I came from.  A ride does not come quickly.  I’m out there for three hours.  I smile at people.  I watch the sky.  I use the bathroom.  I scribble in my notebook.  Waiting becomes a meditation, an exercise in patience, and I try to stop focusing on the ride and start enjoying...

Hitchhiking...that's FUN!!!

Submitted 1 month 1 day ago by http://evsymca.wordpress.com/2012/04/18/hitchhiking-thats-fun/
Traaalaa laaaa, hellllooo from Aija, I’m here again! Kā iet mīļie? Man superīgi! Awwww sorry,

Roadside Assistance

Submitted 1 month 1 day ago by http://mananasheaven.wordpress.com/2012/04/17/roadside-assistance/
Another car passes: more local Kiwis with no interest in hitchhikers. We continue our march, fifty pound packs strapped to our backs, great green mountains pinned to our path. The baritone rumble of a mangled muffler draws our attention back to the road. We backpedal, thumbs to the heavens. It’s a small hatchback. No space the driver will likely attempt to gesture with his hands and an apologetic expression. Instead it clambers to a rest at our feet. Their faces are radiant. Two sets of blue eyes sparkle at us, the corners fully wrinkled. “As far as you’ll take us.” The driver’s smile pushes aside his snowy beard and any pride we felt for our two month old scruff. Thanking them we cram into the backseat, our packs digging into our thighs....

A Short Hitchhiking Trip

Submitted 1 month 1 day ago by http://hitchhikeamerica.wordpress.com/2012/04/17/a-short-hitchhiking-trip/
Last Thursday, Susie gave me a ride over Cedar Pass to U.S. 395 north of Alturas, California.  I walked a mile or so and got picked up by a tractor-trailer. The driver was Ken and he said that he had picked me up before a few years ago.  He drove me to Lakeview, Oregon and dropped me off near the library. I walked into the library and asked the librarian if there was a barbershop close by.  She said there was a barbershop on main street.  I spent some time on the Internet and then walked to the barbershop. I was sitting in the barber’s chair getting a haircut when this older man and woman walked into the shop.  Before they walked in, I gave Diane–the lady giving me a haircut–my card.  Diane gave my card to the lady who...

thoughts on Arizona and pushing North

Submitted 1 month 1 day ago by http://stingoandthrifty.wordpress.com/2012/04/17/thoughts-on-arizona-and-pushing-north/
Thrifty: We have spent the last few days travelling with, “The Fucking Hantavirus,” The University of New Mexico ultimate Frisbee team. Our host, Ben, hooked us up with a mini tour of Arizona: Tuscon to Phoenix, Tempe and back. While leaving New Mexico something funny happened.. The team had decided to grab some road beers. “Who wants to DD?” asked Dylan the owner of the van. “I’ll do it,” I say, I want to do it.” At this point the sun is setting and the only pair of glasses I own are sun glasses with a 5-year-old out of date prescription. The sun starts to set when someone realizes that the only sober person is the one that can’t see at night. Today we are going to buy jackets and...

obstructing the fairy path

Submitted 1 month 1 day ago by http://achiaroscurosoul.wordpress.com/2012/04/17/755/
Biddy Early is a well-known name in this country. A famous witch from Clare born in the seventeen hu

A fine explorer...Yes, every one can do it!!

Submitted 1 month 2 days ago by http://greyiscolour.wordpress.com/2012/04/17/a-fine-explorer-yes-every-one-can-do-it-2/
This video is an inspiration to many. It is often the fear or the laziness that stop things from happening. Time and money becomes a lousy excuse, and what started as an excuse ends as a way of life. There is only one way to break these pro-created patterns and to release yourself from your inner chains, and that is by doing. Just…doing… No man or woman does something you cannot. It is only the fear from the abnormal that makes you think otherwise. Have you tried to do something when part of you said no? You should try it, because it might make you enjoy some things you would have never seen otherwise. Check out the guy in the video, I am sure he had no idea where he was going. He just had an idea of what he was doing, and...

Yes, every one can do it!!

Submitted 1 month 2 days ago by http://greyiscolour.wordpress.com/2012/04/17/yes-every-one-can-do-it/
This video is an inspiration to many. It is often the fear or the laziness that stop things from happening. Time and money becomes a lousy excuse, and what started as an excuse ends as a way of life. There is only one way to break these pro-created patterns and to release yourself from your inner chains, and that is by doing. Just…doing… No man or woman does something you cannot. It is only the fear from the abnormal that tells you otherwise. Have you tried to do something when part of you said no? You should try it, because it is often awesome and it might make you enjoy some things you would have never seen otherwise. Check out the guy in the video, I am sure he had no idea where he was going. He just had an idea of what he...

Odd One Out, Part 1

Submitted 1 month 2 days ago by http://tobiasmastgrave.wordpress.com/2012/04/17/odd-one-out-part-1/
Desert roads are long and boring. For your enjoyment today, I present the first half of a short story I wrote in the space of about an hour. I’ll put part 2 up next week. Odd One Out  No one wanted to pick him up, the hitchhiker. He looked genial enough, standing by the side of the road in a casual pose with a pleasant smile on his rather thin, tight lips. But still, there was something odd about him, something that made everyone else drive by without giving him a second glance. Maybe it was because of the way he was dressed, with that skinny black tie snaking its’ way down the scarlet collared shirt tucked into his slightly too-tight black jeans. That could have been it. Or perhaps it was because of how the dry air seemed to swirl...

Hitching the Beara Peninsula

Submitted 1 month 2 days ago by http://agirlandherthumb.wordpress.com/2012/04/16/hitching-the-beara-peninsula/
Round Ireland with a Limp, Episode 3: Cork to Cahermore Monday 16th April 2012 Cork It’s impos

Hitching the Beara Peninsula

Submitted 1 month 2 days ago by http://agirlandherthumb.wordpress.com/2012/04/16/hitching-the-beara-peninsula/
Round Ireland with a Limp, Episode 3: Cork to Cahermore Monday 16th April 2012 It’s impossible to say “Cahermore” in an English accent and have people understand you. “Ohh – Caa-herr-mohrr” – locals roll it through their mouths like wind rolling through a tunnel, when they finally work out where it is you want to [...]

Brother, Can You Spare A Ride?

Submitted 1 month 2 days ago by http://anotherexilefromparadise.wordpress.com/2012/04/16/brother-can-you-spare-a-ride/
My girlfriend regularly hitchhikes…in Africa.  What is more mind-boggling for me than this, however, is that it is probably safer for her to hitchhike in Africa than it would be in the US.  I must add that Courtney is living in Lesotho (which I now know is not pronounced at all like it sounds, but rather ‘luh-SOO-too’), a relatively safe part of Africa where hitching is a common and accepted form of travel.  Still, I sometimes think about this and shudder.  I do this because I was raised to believe that if you hitchhike or pick up a hitchhiker, even just once, you WILL be killed.  The in-between parts vary from the entirely unsavoury to the outright horrifying, but the end result is death.  Terrible and inescapable death.  So, no, I’ve...

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