Wednesday, December 2, 2009
The Scene: A non-descript Middle-Eastern bizaare.
The Mission: kill a top-level terrorist (hummas, al qada, you pick)
President Barak Obama is the world's best assassin and it is my job to be his fixer.
I got this role because I am a lady who when wearing a hajeeb looks like an Arab (well, in my dream at least).
Our base is a typical Middle-Eastern home. The family who live here, they have no idea about our mission.
The family goes out for the day as planned and our plan gets underway.
From his sports bag, the President pulls out a sniper and begins putting it together.
Sliding the last piece into place the door opens... someone has forgotten something....
I fling the half made gun under the sofa and nervously wait for them to leave.
Finally they are gone. The President sets up his weapon in the window and looks for his target in the market below.
Conveniantly, right below our room stands the terrorist....
The President takes aim, and it a split second our mission is a success...
One terrorist down...many more to go.
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
You know, the kind where you wake up and can't remember if the stuff really happened or it was all in your head.
My current dream du jour is were I dream about the exact situation I was in before fall asleep, but only more weird and strange.
For example, I'll have been at a dinner or party with friends and in my dream I end up in a terse, over the top fight. Then I wake up and can't tell if I really did call so and so's girlfriend a woman of loose morals who gets paid for the use of certain body parts, or that I really need to get something of my chest.
What does all this have to do with America: the Journey you might ask? (Aside from assuring you of my healthy mental state)
Well, two of my most interesting dreams have involved the USA in some form or other.
One, the I will describe here involved an adventure filled trip to the US. The other, will have to wait for another time.
That one featured middle-eastern terrorists, President Obama (the Assassin) & me.
The first begins with Nick & me travelling along a looping (yes, looping) NZ motorway, I believe we are heading north.
After several swoops and turns we swing around a sharp corner only to find ourselves driving over the bridge to New York.
The builds are tall and spooky, covering rolling hills of city. We have a hotel room high up and small.
Like all good tourists we take a walk through Central Park.
Walking along the path and through the trees we notice a group of rafscalians following us.
We walk faster, but try to stay cool.
And then they pounce - bloody punks - and steal all our money.
..and that was it... sorry if you were expecting something monumental - that will have to wait until next time.
Stay tuned for Kara's Adventures with President Obama: Mission Middle-East.
Monday, November 30, 2009
Sunday, August 30, 2009
The brief history section in Lonely Planet left me wanting so I followed up on some of their recommended readings.
Now I have in my possession A Nation Among Nations, Grapes of Wrath and that most famous of books about the great American journey, On the Road.
My preconceived ideas of an unreadable, posing book were wrong. So far it’s an enjoyable tale, uplifting and romantic. It’s hard not to get caught in the spirit. But how did these 20-somethings make their way in the world mooching off they old aunties? It must have been a simpler time.
I have just found out that Grapes of Wrath is also a movie! Why didn’t I know this sooner. I’m sure I’ll enjoy Joe Steinbeck’s 535 page novel, but my short attention span is made for movies. The mere fact that I’ve kept up this blogging thing for two posts is a share miracle.
What I really want to find is a good history about the Native American/First Nation people. Any suggestions?
Recommended readings please.
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
This sums up our feelings for this trip. The word with no direct meaning, an attitude, encapsulates so much yet remains largely elusive.
Maybe this captures our “American Dream”, the American Dream.
So much has been written, said, explored around this land of opportunity. Ambition, ambivalence, achievement, disillusionment, cliques and discovery; this describes the complex mix of views held about the United States of America.
Though far away in kilometres, Aotearoa New Zealand has never seemed too far removed from America. We grew up with its landscape, culture, people and language. Our view was one of extremes and just how the image matches the reality we’ll soon see.
This is where our journey begins, an investment in the Lonely Planet USA Guidebook.
Initially we were put off by the hefty price tag (almost $70!), but we’ll get more than our moneys worth information wise.
The brick like book features everything we’ll need to put together the mechanics of our trip – I’ve already poured over the history section and recommended readings.
The best thing about travel books is just how excited they make you about your up-and-coming adventure.
Obviously Lonely Planet is not the be all and end all of travel writing, so any recommended books, websites, magazines and advice would be great!
Until next time…