Saturday 26 July 2008

Travel and Sex

It is quite interesting that although so far I have never been to
Thailand, because I like Asian women so much many people assume that I
have already been to Bangkok and am equally familiar with the whole
sex tourist and culture idea. I guess it doesn't help when people ask
where is the first stop on my forthcoming trip and I answer Amsterdam,
but being honest I had booked a flight direct to Toulouse for the end
of September and then had to add a few locations first when my
redundancy came through that much earlier than I first planned on.

Thinking about what sort of spin I can put on any travel book to
entice a publisher to print my book and for the public to buy it, I
have of course thought about doing the sex angle, as no one can argue
that sex sells, but as soon as I started doing even the lightest bit
of research I found I was soon so far out of my depth and comfort zone
in no time at all that it was enough for me to get the shakes and
realised that this isn't my route to fame and fortune.

From reading a myriad of reviews and journals from seasons travellers
and expat's it all too quickly seems that the first time anyone goes
anywhere they get ripped mercilessly by the locals, and being lied to
and misinformed is all just about part and parcel of the whole
experience. While the Internet has plenty of websites and links for
anyone inclined to find some company either short or long term, most
of the prices are already over hiked by a large margin and some are so
high as to be in deep orbit, and then if you want to find one in
English ... double it again.

The answer, just turn up and see what you can find from the local taxi
drivers and train station hawkers? Well no actually, as you are just
as likely to end up both robbed and shown an aged crone in a flea pit
so grimy that even the mould is out date. I am reminded of many a
conversation that I had with an old mate who said that in order to
know a place you had to stay there for at least six months, anything
less was little better than just passing through, fairly regardless of
the size of the place or how in depth your curiosity runs.

Much of the problem is that the general public don't like to see sex
on their doorsteps, that governments have to keep making it look like
they are trying to do something about the problem ( even those who are
taking brides to ensure the status quo ) and not to mention that of
course the sex industry being, innately on dodgy moral territory, is
frequented by such a shady cast of actors and dealers that it is not
really a surprise to learn that that will try and fleece you as much
as help you if given even half the chance.

The other main reason why I have decided to tackle the promotion
problem from a different angle was that again, once I had started
researching it properly, I found that both soft core and hard core,
the topic had been fairly exhausted by much more experienced,
confident and bank-rolled travellers than myself and thus anything
that I could attempt has already been done bigger, better and more in
depth that I could possibly hope to match.

With Hollywood TV shows like the "uncovered" or "real life" being such
a mainstream hit, and anything more erotic / hard core being both
illegal in most places and requiring too much local time and legwork
to prevent myself being ripped off, and thus it is that I have decided
that although I probably will not turn down a perfect opportunity
should one arise, I am not going to go out of my way try to make sex
the focus or main theme of my experiences.

Thursday 24 July 2008

No going back now

Well ... after the euphoria has died down a fraction, I had come to
realise that this is not only happening but that with all the fuss and
noise that I have been making about it, there is also no turning back
or backing out now ... I have to be totally committed to doing this or
I will look such the hot air bragging idiot that I would have to bury
my head in the sand for longer than nine months for the shame to
subside.

Although my bags aren't packed, I have made a huge dent in my
pre-travel shopping list and the items left are now only things that I
could probably pick up easy enough either here or abroad which makes
it easier.

So far the items covered :-

Passport, Rucksack, Excess Free Travel Insurance, European Medical
Card, Laptop, Camera, Webcam, Dictaphone, Clothes, T-Shirt,
Binoculars, Microfibre Towel, Fold up Beaker, Sun Glasses, Sun Cream &
Toiletries, Anti-bite Zapper, Water Sterlisation Kit, Eye Protector
and Ear Plugs, Air Plane Ear Jack & Headphones, Business Cards,
Flights, Train Tickets, Hotel Bookings, Printed & Email Downloadable
Itineary, 08/09 Diary, Notebook, Spanish Phrasebook, Tour Guide Books,
Commission Free Overseas Current Account, Credit Card, Waterproof Bag,
Playing Cards, ...

... and while the list isn't of course exhaustive, it does give an
idea of what I have done to prepare so far, and although I could
easily double or treble the list in the imaginary idyllic world where
weight and security are no issues, but I am trying to be realistic and
so keeping the list to something that is carryable.

I also came to realise that it is just not worth me trying to stick to
a £10K budget, as although I believe it is possible I have decided
that this trip should not be a nine-month exercise is restrain and
keeping my wallet firmly closed, but it should be about making the
very most out of a truly once in a lifetime experience, and for that
to happen I may well feel the need to splurge out once in awhile.

Totally Psyched About My New T-Shirt

That's right.
I may not be having the most normal of weeks, my mind may be flitting between the doldrums and the clouds after speaking to a few select few, but this afternoon when I arrived home everything else flew out of my mind and I had to try on my new delivery.
My very own, personalised and stylised travelling T-shirt, a match to compliment my own designed business card which arrived a few weeks ago.
Considerig that this blog being the start of my own digital book I really can say that I have been there, done that, wrote the book and bought the T-shirt.

And so, without further ado, here it is.



Wednesday 23 July 2008

Nationwide BS - Finally good for something

After being a Nationwide BS client for a few years I have never really
got over how it charged me oodles of pounds when it bought out and
changed my Woolwich bank account.

I have always had issued with their branch customer services, or lack
thereof, but recently on investigating which current account is best
for using abroad, I have finally found something that they are
actually good for - offering an account that you can use overseas
without paying ATM cash machine or in store charges.

A rough calculator worked out that by using my Nationwide BS debit
card instead of my HSBC or my Lloyds debit card that this alone could
save me around £500 over the whole trip, and finding savings like that
are what my trip is all about.

Once again I am satisfied that it was a wise thing to do by going
through all the rigmarole of opening lots of different accounts with
different banks and building societies, as now I already have an
account with them set up and running which I can use right away and so
do not have to add this chore to my list of pre-travel preparations.

Friday 11 July 2008

Itchy Feet

In exactly a week I will be freed from the shackles of being a 9-to-5
office slave, though to be strictly speaking I will be accepting their
use of internet facilities and rations for another 6 weeks after next
Friday in an amicable trade off before I go travelling on the 1st
September.

However, as I am now so close that I can smell the waft of freedom and
taste the tang of foreign shores, that now every cross word, raised
voice or minor disgruntlement is sending shivers down my spine and I
have to continually remind myself of the trade off of temp working now
for more money to go travelling with later, but it has not been easy.

Having newly aquired a modern Vista operated cheap as chips laptop, I
hope to be able to complete my round the world trip and write up my
travel journals.

Friday 4 July 2008

Dont ... Fly Delta

From this moment on, the working title of my travel book will simply be thus, "Don't ... fly Delta"
 
The reason being is that they have frustrated and infuriated me for the last time with regard to the loss of my luggage back in June 2007.
 
And so when I go around the world, taking flight after flight after flight across almost every continent in the world I want everyone to know that I did so cheaply, happily and most of all ... never on a Delta flight !
 
For customer services I have never seen quite their level of uncaring and only Nationwide Building Society even comes close to their being out-and-out jobsworths who are unwilling to help with even the simplest of queries.