I am currently on the road, hitchhiking around the world shooting a documentary, or twelve. I am hoping to inspire those around me through unorthodox, and sometimes extreme methods of living. I have decided that in order to accurately measure and also to enable the best possible footage I will not spend a single dollar on food, shelter, transportation or anything personal for the next full year, and only sustain on what has been generously and spontaneously provided for me.
After witnessing enough negative behaviour in complete strangers to complete strangers to last a lifetime, I have decided to set out to accomplish many things. Prove the world is not such a nasty place full of untrustworthy people, open the minds of society that anything is possible, and that a new friend or opportunity is just a conversation away. When common courtesy seems to have evaded us in 2010, I am setting out in search of the good in the human race. Where have all the good people gone?
I will use my social skills, resourceful thinking and life experiences to accomplish a highly controversial move; travel the globe on less than $500 and breakdown every sterotype and false perception. Its going to be tough sometimes, but I know that what is waiting for me will rock the socks off of everyone reading this. Just wait 'til you see the videos.....

Thursday, January 21, 2010

A little taste of that good ol' American Spirit.

So today I did my errand of running to the American embassy. Well, that in itself was an adventure. I was greeted immediately by a security guard who seemed very curious and apprehensive of my being there. I was dressed to the 9s; schmancy tie, V-neck, loafers and dockers. I had even shaved!(it had been easily a month). He immediately asked to see my passport-which was obviously normal protocol. I wasn't however expecting the second security guard and marine to approach me, once they overheard I was Canadian with questions.
I simply asked to speak to an representative for a few basic travel questions regarding my hitch. What they must have heard was "I am a threat to National Security. Don't be fooled by the somewhat polished image, I am here to blow this crappy building and all its Yankee inhabitants". Must have been the accent. Well once we sorted I was a harmless young chap full of ambition, and not some nomadic escapee eyeing the US as my next victim, I got my questions answered. I'm good to go, even via hitching. They told me the common knowledge crap I already knew, and said they don't recommend hitching. I almost torted I don't recommend being American, but I didn't want to end up in Guantanamo. They actually assume the worst in everyone. I know its the embassy, and I know history has proven a few problems, but come on. Sheesh, I could have sworn I had enough cover-up on my face gang tattoos. Anyways, it wasn't really a problem, I guess I had just forgotten how Americans are, and that there are no exceptions. Like I said, the embassy probably isn't a good example to base views from, but I know its foreshadowing to the demographic I will be dealing with. The most overweight, close-minded, fearful, consuming humans on the planet.
Lets just hope they invite me home for dinner...