In Taiwan, Everything is Easy

A Rocky Start    The buzz of an airport's The airport's midnight buzz may even aggravate those with the most patience. Could it ruffle the red and yellow of the Dalia Lama's robe?   Burger King grease scented the air to help rumble restless stomachs. The bench's jagged edges poked from the spine through the rib cages and into the  of the resting travelers. The midnight buzz of Manila stayed in its place. In Manila, , The speakers cracked above my head.  My eyes felt like rocks.  Sun heated The Puerto Princessa  Airport pavement. Dogs slept under the benches. The blind massagers at The Manila Airport stayed behind. Their plastic chairs also stayed behind. A sign advertised the benefits of eating crocodile. I decided to walk. I always make this decision. I distrusted my surroundings. I Want To Walk- Oh Shit, I’m in a Trike ***Trike- attach a side car to a motorcycle taxi. *** Trike driver: “Excuse me sir, wh

My banjo stayed in her case. My troubles draped over my shoulders. Hope filled my heart. Fear covered my face. Train Station Lady Boys & Bums After a LONG Trip Back to The Zhongl i My eyes stared at my feet.  The kid behind me kicked the back of my seat. My eyes kept staring at my feet. The bus let me out. Where to now? Zhongli ? My contacts can get me cash. The train ride took four hours. I popped  two cold Taiwan beers. I slugged  through the hallway. I knew the ladyboy busking for tips. The ladyboy sang  “Hotel California.” My ears shrieked. The lady boy's commitment to move to New York City flopped.  Whiskey and mild disappointment helped my friend discover she was a lady boy. The lady boy's eyes locked on mine. She finished "Hotel Calfiornia."  I didn’t have a home. I didn’t have a job.  I still could not squeeze these awkward pleasantries into my schedule. I wanted to get to The River

Motionless in the Desert ( The Superstition Wilderness  in Mesa, AZ) My water bottled emptied before the temps reached triple digits.. Nutrients exited my body since 6:00 a.m. Two chocolate brownie flavored Cliff bars could not sustain my body for thirteen hours.   My toes blistered. My arms could not swing back or forward. My legs could not even kick a pebble. My legs definitely could not carry me to safety. My body collapsed in a stupor onto a large rock.  The rock rested in the middle of The Superstition Wilderness . The Superstition Wilderness consists of 160,000 acres.  My legs and arms dangled over my potential bed, maybe even my potential death bed. Choice of Lifestyles (Mimicking my Bro Zion) I had lived on this planet for twenty-eight years. I hiked Camelback Mountain five days per week. Camelback Mountain offered a ninety minute completely vertical climb. I often hiked C amelback Mountain twice per day. After Camelback Mountain , I went to the gym