844 days, 20,256 hours, 1,215,360 minutes, or 72,921,600 seconds. That is the approximate duration of my world tour. I never wanted it to end and now, in a manner of speaking, I suppose it never has to. If you wish to go by country do so by clicking on one above. They are numbered in the order I visited them, more or less. If you enjoy reading about it even a tenth as much as I enjoyed living it then you will not have wasted your time. Grab a refreshing beverage, settle in a comfortable chair, and make a journey across the world, experiencing it as I did. Then get off your ass and check it out for yourself. You're not getting any younger.

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Ku-De-Ta (Seminyak, Indonesia)

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May 18th, 2009 - I buckled. I went for a hair cut today. I had not planned on it. I wanted to keep it long in order to take on that derelict, hobo aura. I figured this might make unseemly types hesitate before engaging. Just a theory but who knows. Well, I just could not take it anymore. With the heat and the motorcycle helmet I had to trim it. Now it’s fairly short. I went from hippie-ish to looking like I wear a collared shirt and sell insurance. Now my look may actually invite a good ass kicking. My own brand of birth control.

Today was a rather fine one. I did something I am not normally wont to do: I hung out at the beach most of the day. Kooky. I guess you could say I found the Bali I had envisioned. In the more upscale area of southern Bali (Seminyak area) is a beach side restaurant know as Ku De Ta (pronounced coups d’etat).

It sits atop a small hill on a magnificent stretch of beach. Truth be told the place is more than a little pretentious and it is peopled with the Bold and the Beautiful (or at least those who would like to be) but you cannot beat the location for the swimming and the view. It is especially favorable in the morning. I arrived around 8:30 am and starting sipping a beer by 8:45. That might indicate an addiction to alcohol but in this case it was simply that the mood struck me, and a fine mood it was. I rotated between the beer and the swimming. The water was near perfect, refreshingly cool and not too terribly salty. One could while away large volumes of time frolicking in the surf. And frolic I did. I noticed that if you hold your breath and float face up with the water just covering your ears it feels a little like you are the only person in the sea. That combined with the smooth action of the waves was sublime.