From late December 2001 to late December 2003, during two of the best years of my life I traveled across the world, playing poker, seeking and meeting likeminded people, writing more poems than I've ever done before or after and being constantly high without any drug but life itself.
What follows are mostly the main events. Describing it in more detail will require an entire book.
It began with
, as many things do for me. I traveled
there just before New Year’s Eve and celebrated on London Trafalgar
Square. It wasn't that much. I had attended several memorable
celebrations there a decade earlier, but that night in 2001 the cops had
erected an iron ring around the Square and took care of even the smallest
attempt at rebellion. It was like we were convicts let out in the yard.
The path brought me to
what would become good friends there. I spent several weeks in a cold house
with a great fireplace and had a truly good time. I had already spent most of
2001 outdoors, so it wasn't that much of a trial to me. Ireland
There were several other physical journeys between January and May, but they felt pretty much like a preparation of sorts, to my first visit to
Las Vegas, Nevada and also what I consider my first trip to the . United States
I drove around the south western
for four weeks. Besides playing poker I also wrote lots of poems and walked in
the tracks of my characters. The drive took me from Vegas to Los Angeles, San
Francisco, back to Vegas, further on to Denver (through southern Utah), from
Denver south to New Mexico, Arizona and back to Las Vegas. United States
When I didn't find a live poker game I excelled on playing on the Internet, like I had done so successfully the entire year.
I had reached a threshold, a watershed, where I could enjoy life to the max. For only the second time in my life I could say I had money enough to do pretty much what I wanted, especially since my needs were and are fairly modest. One of the dreams I had and goals I set for myself when I was twenty was to travel the world playing poker and now I did.
I returned to
for a while and enjoyed its
summer. I don’t enjoy traveling when everybody else is doing it. I have
experienced crowded airports twice in my life and that made me more than fed up
with it. Norway
During the fall I visited several European countries, several times and
of course. Most of the northern winter I spent in Africa, Victoria Falls, South
Africa, Morocco, Egypt, Kilimanjaro, other countries and other mountains, snow in
Africa. Brrr. It was weird, but still satisfying. The snow was only at the
peaks, of course. Everywhere else was heat and fire. It was such a great
experience to hardly experience winter at all that year. London
I returned to
to Las Vegas and visited New
Orleans, my favorite city on Earth along with London
I learned to love fish in San Francisco
and lots of other things besides. I love places of magick and melting pots of
cultures. And I was there before Katrina, which is clearly significant. New Orleans
I returned to
for the summer, rested and
wrote like I had never written before. Norway
In October I started on my most ambitious physical journey. I returned to
playing poker, eating delicious fish and generally speaking enjoyed myself
beyond words. I traveled westward, through Texas (and even survived it),
through El Paso/Ciudad Juarez (before the later constant shootouts) and further
into Mexico, traveling south, through the Yucatan peninsula and further into
South America, Caracas, Sao Paulo, Rio the Janeiro, all the way to Tierra del
Fuego. New Orleans Sao Paulo is the London
and New Orleans and of the south. I will definitely
return there if I ever get the chance. From Cape Horn I stared towards San Francisco Antarctica in the mist. Everybody should go here, to
experience a part of the Earth where not many ever go.
I traveled back north along the western coast, Santiago, La Paz, the Peruvian Andes, with the ancient ruins, and then further on, across the Pacific, to Macao and Hong Kong, two cities where cards and money fly.
and Thailand, a month in with
celebrations, great friends, peaceful beaches and stormy waters. Thailand
Two years, twenty lifetimes’ worth of experiences I will always carry with me wherever I go, in the billions of years to come.
I have been all over the world, in countless countries, except most of the former Soviet Union, most of
China ( Macao and
Hong Kong can hardly be said to be part of China
at all, the way I understand it) and Australia,
And not the Canary Islands, where most other Scandinavians go every year. New Zealand
More, much more details later.