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awesome. i was livin in bar harbor for a good while. probably go back there next summer for a bit if i'm desperate for dough. good seasonal work up there! i'm gonna keep my maine id for as long as i fuckin can. comes in handy when youre in a sticky spot. a cop looks at it, looks at you and...

osha root is the best thing ive found to help my pals with painful mouth afflictions if they cant afford painkillers. it's like clove oil, but doesnt make fuckin everything taste like cloves. if you need somethin for pain after the extraction, thats the way to go. best way to find it is a tincture.

Any suckas gonna be headin to NOLA via ANYWHERE in florida?

sigh. you speak the truth.

yep. see ya'll there, suckers.

written in new zealand about a love i had who left me to study under the chief of his tribe. ---- Well this beat up old truck is gonna roll to the end of a long, winding road and when we get there we'll take off our clothes and breathe with the fishes and the eels. and i been gettin so thirsty...

it doesn't strike you as disturbing that you're interrupting a natural process that evolved for a reason? the purpose of menstruation is to clean out the inside of your uterus... so when you stop it from happening you're basically causing the inner lining of your uterus to fester. at least thats...

yours is better than mine. :)

I've always been fascinated by the Parsis... A zoroastrian society in India. they perform aerial burials... at an altar called the Towers of Silence. They consider vultures to be the cleansers of the Earth, and messengers from the heavens. There are versions of this in Tibet and other places...

i thought there were ladies in the band?

no shit. when was the last time you lived there? and welcome, victoria. theres nots of crap to learn and im sure you got stuff to share... so enjoy.

these guys are fucking amazing. my partner in crime knows them quite well, and they are apparently wonderful humans too.

ha! my pals stopped at my place in maine on the way to and from cape breton. i cant believe how huge the whole step/contra dancing rage is up there. they had a blast though... livin in a cabin last winter til it was just too damn cold to stay.

Ok... these are games that i think were designed to be played on a boat... cuz of the pitching gravity.. but whatever.. bein drunks kinda like bein on a boat.? #1 Butt Wrastlin Ingredients: 1 rope... about 10 feet in length. so... two people face eachother, grasp the rope and wrap it around...

girl, sounds like youre in exactly the same place i was years ago... 6 years to be exact... wish someone was there to tell me this... I'd say... go to school.. i went to a school called College of the Atlantic in Maine... kinda expensive, but good financial aid. The cool thing there is its...

ahahahahahahahhahahahaaaaaaaaa!! yeah... when im hitchin i like to pretend i'm in a dumb 1950's musical... striking poses and making up songs.. "Did you see that last car? Dude that bitch flicked us off should we shove a grenade in her mouf and then demand that she cough?" had that one in...

nah... the best is when those spaced out soccer moms shift their zombie eyes to register you and swerve into the shoulder. ive almost perished under the grill of some zoned out bitch in a minivan too many times...

good book to read while you're there... depressing.. but good... will give you a good idea of the crazy history of halifax... they say this explosion was the second most powerful manmade explosion to the first atomic bomb. Curse of The Narrows: The Halifax Disaster of 1917 and Cod by Mark...

hell yeah, sister. its true.. that the misery makes for a better story. i have yet to hop trains, but my travlin shoes have left me sleepin in ditches in the middle of fuckin nowhere or hiking with a heavy load for way too many miles... but its those shit parades that made the high points...

what burb was it, nails? ....the chicago suburb dumpsters fed me for YEARS... theyre fuggin amazing. we'd ride the commuter train out in the winter, hit trader joes and score salmon steaks, christmas hams, fudge, veggies galore, cheese, bread, pastries.... its like dumpster eden in the west...

well heres the deal... most of the campsites are a hefty hike from the only town on the island, Dewey. you could probably find some good campsites on flamenco beach away from the main campground, but the problem is that january is one of the peak tourist times.... so there might be heavier...

oh hell yeah... bolthouse is the shiznittlebam.

"Your backseat is lonely! Whitecliffs, please."

my trusty boots... well.. all the tags have long since worn off... so the closest thing i can find is these... only difference is that mine arent steeltoes. http://www.fourarmedforces.com/product/2002_880ST/Waterproof_Black_Insulated_Safety_Toe_Boot.html found em in the basement of my old house...

<3 i just barfed in my mouth a little. <3 thats a damn cute story.

aw, lee.. i do like snow. the problem is that i get stagnant in the winter time.. without a house of my own to be workin on, i'd rather be sailing! and i'm almost officially leaving on the 3rd of January for St Thomas in the USVI to work on a boat! yahoo!

oooo... other best score? an antique store dumpster. i found a german english language primer that was all hand set letter type on handmade paper and a hand marbelized cover... printed in 1811. crazy. not to mention all these fucking sweet comics... little shop of horrors, man of steel no.1...

i have to disagree with the whole diva cup thing. i had one for about a year... LOVED it... but it started to fucking disintegrate... don't ask me how, but seriously... it started to melt, wwithout coming in contact with any heat aside from body heat. i went to take it out and half the...

my old house had a big warehouse in bmore that used to store mattresses.... with a door right off the kitchen, so it was like a 3000 square foot freezer in the winter. this made going to the DC odwalla dmpster so fucking sweet. we had a dumpster coop for a while with 3 or 4 trucks that would...

Funniest ride i ever caught ended in ridiculous serendipity. So... guy picks me up about 100 miles south of the island in maine i was livin on. i'm headed home to Mount Desert Island, he's headed further north to Gouldsboro. So we get to talking, and it comes out that i lived in baltimore...

man.... ashley... i went through the same thing with my damn lady balls a few summers ago. i was workin on a farm that was short handed.... and for at least 2 days a week i could not even stand up straight letalone do continuous heavy lifting and hauling. my doc called it some german name that...

other beauty is, PR is the doorway to the rest of the caribbean, and once you're there, finding work on a boat is pie if you go about it in the right way... St. Thomas in the USVI is a very short passage from Culebra.

Culebra is a wee island off the coast of Fajardo, Puerto Rico.. and it's fucking heaven. You do have to take a ferry but its relatively cheap.. but i highly recommend scouring the internet for sailboats seeking crew... a lot of times people will post wanted ads that even ask for unexperienced...

oh man... what isn't good in baltimore? too bad i missed this by a couple months, but whatever. you're ever there again, there are a lot of places to hang and meet people. red emma's coffee shop is a radical bookstore that rules... velocipede on charles street is the local bicycle co-op... cheap...

anyone wanting to know more about the conflict, there's a film called Broken Rainbow that covers the issue from the original relocation project in the 70's to the mid '80s. it's an older film, but REALLY informative and if it doesnt show you how important your help is, i dunno what will. I know...

you can always take advantage of a woodstove and beeswax your carhartt coat. like the old paraffinned filsens. MAN!! I found a dumpster full of paraffinned canvas once, but could only carry a little bit. so heavy! but its amazing how much warmer it is.. breaks the wind too.

YIKES!!! good tip. thats fucking nuts. i have a friend who signed up to work on a tug in NOLA when he was blacked out... woke up in his berth before departure and just kinda... decided to go with it. he got paid though. That's so nuts!!! On that note... have you ever read The Sea Wolf by Jack...

its a funny road, from suburbia to scraping your way by, pennies to the mile and drinkin 40s in abandoned industrial parks. a funny road. i tramped it myself. but yea... ask away.

bryce, i think you and i could be good friends. ive been workin on organic farms in maine for 3 years now, and am lookin for the same kind of company! i'm actually livin on my sister's property outside ithaca ny... 20 acres of what will someday be a working orchard! not all 20 acres, of...

also... L.L. Bean sleeping bags have Climashield. Mine is a 20 degree mummy bag with Climashield (i guess its a fabric technology that forms a barrier between you and outside moisture) and i woke up covered head to toe in hard frost... but i was toasty warm. keep that in mind when lookin for a bag.

cayenne pepper capsules, ramen noodles with peanutbutter and cayenne before bed and yes, not sleepin in your clothes inside the bag is key. you sweat, you die. i house sit for a guy in maine who does anarctic expeditions, and party with all of his pals who do the same.... and all of them sleep...

whoa. do you speak from experience?!

SO.... awesome thread!!! I spent 6 months in NZ outside Christchurch workin at an apiary (honeybees...) that worked about 2000 hives on 2000 acres of rolling foothills near the southern alps. Travelling could not have been fucking easier. busses are cheap, hitchin is easy... scenery's...

My name's jo. Girl jo, as i've been called ever since the jerkstore in baltimore. just sayin my introduction piece. i heard about squattheplanet YEARS ago from Matt Pist (hi matt!!!) when i lived with his girlfriend at the time. I'm tryin to head south from Ithaca soon... might just drive my...

those fuckers had way too much fun on that adventure. my partner in crime was on the rockaway... and her stories are painful to listen to. ....didnt that crew do something similar this past summer?

ive definately heard good things about the hitchhikin there, but apparently there was a woman a few years who was murdered by one of the rides she caught. not that that spoils it, but people kept making it sound like fucking traveller's paradise... but sour stuff does go down. as for the...

gotcha. yeah, i've been weighing my options. a bike trip will probably be the second half of my stay, because ill be able to take my time. ps... HI MATT! this is jo girl.

Okay. So I'm headed to NZ on xmas, and I gotta get to a job on the south island right away, but the last 2 months that i'm there will be travelling around. Does anyone have any experience hopping trains in NZ or know people there or ANYTHING? I'm goin in blind, people... and I'm perfectly happy...