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UK – April 2012

So I was lucky enough to see Rachel and Dan get married. Then a couple days drinking with Scotsmen in Edinburgh, and a couple days more in the London borough of Southwark. Highly recommended.

Celebrities

The other day my special ladyfriend and I were talking about the wonder of micro-celebrities on the internet: a person, a camcorder, one peculiar thing that resonates with thousands, and there you have it. Today the NYT introduced me to one such. At first I thought, “oh no, another self-glorifying geek gets his ego stroked,” but actually watching the video changed my mind (spoiler: everything changes when others join in).

Where the Hell is Matt? (2008) from Matthew Harding on Vimeo.

Blog, Interrupted

As a bookend to my travels, I decided to wait out my return flight back in quiet little Liberia. (That happens tomorrow afternoon.) The past 10 days have contained enough excitement that I don’t really mind a day off. My original intent, of course, was to write daily or semi-daily, counting on the reputed ubiquity of cybercafes to make this possible. Cybercafes here are, in fact, quite ubiquitous even in the remotest parts (and I’ve seen a few). The quality and upkeep of the machines leave a lot to be desired, though. But ultimately, being in the Present has taken precedence over any urge to document it. No easy way to upload pictures, either. So the Big Travel Adventure Tale will have to wait just a little longer. On the other hand, the people I have met and situations I have been in should make for some good storytelling, all upon my return. See you soon!

Liberia (The Other One)

Seeing Liberia, Costa Rica, for the first time in the light of day. Surreal, as if someone created a brand-new city in my ancestral Puerto Rico: completely familiar, but with enough subtle differences (money quantities cited in Colones, unfamiliar slang here and there) to keep my head spinning. It’s clear that this town came belatedly to its position as tourist hub, since the pace of life here appears to continue being that of the sabanero (a local version of a cowboy). I’m kinda relieved, frankly.

Nevertheless, today’s major goal for me is getting out of town and into the countryside, which is what I really came here to see.