Woken up from a deep sleep by a militaristic bean shaven man, quite like his counterpart in the youth hostel in Sofia, Bulgaria. They must be from the same gene pool. He was shouting for everyone to get up but no one paid attention to him and rolled over back to sleep. But he wasContinue reading ““Travels to a Different Time” : 4August1973; Dubrovnik: Youth Hostels as Ghettos: Walletmania”
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“Travels to a Different Time”: 3August1973: Titograd, Kotor and Dubrovnik, Yugoslavia and a Trail of Blood: 34 Hours Without Sleep
What a nightmare bus trip some 7 hours from Skopje to Titograd. I had a hell of a seat at the back of the bus over a hot motor and I was banging to and fro like a ping pong ball. Finally sleep derived and famished I arrived in Titograd and stubbed my toe badlyContinue reading ““Travels to a Different Time”: 3August1973: Titograd, Kotor and Dubrovnik, Yugoslavia and a Trail of Blood: 34 Hours Without Sleep”
“Travels to a Different Time” : 2August1973: All Over Bulgaria and Yugoslavia: 30 Years in Bulgarian Prison For Smuggling Turkish Hashish
I hopefully have a few decades of travelling ahead of me but my 30 years sentence for smuggling Turkish hashish out of Bulgaria could make that wish a bit of problematic. I was up at 6 a.m.in Sofia taking the tram as close to the highway as I could go. Right tram wrong direction. WhatContinue reading ““Travels to a Different Time” : 2August1973: All Over Bulgaria and Yugoslavia: 30 Years in Bulgarian Prison For Smuggling Turkish Hashish”
“Travels to a Different Time” : 31July1973: Slanchev Byrag and Sofia, Bulgaria: Naked Long Hair in Bulgarian Bathhouse: Woken up by Bean Shaved Bulgarian Drill Sargant: Is Greasy Goulash in My Future? : My Brilliant Career as a Black Marketeer
Time to split from the pathetic Black Sea back to Sofia so up at 6 a.m. and started with a lift from a Bulgarian guy in a blue car who also picked up two girl hitchhikers. He dropped us off at Tarnovo and bought us a pastry. I let the girls go ahead so itContinue reading ““Travels to a Different Time” : 31July1973: Slanchev Byrag and Sofia, Bulgaria: Naked Long Hair in Bulgarian Bathhouse: Woken up by Bean Shaved Bulgarian Drill Sargant: Is Greasy Goulash in My Future? : My Brilliant Career as a Black Marketeer”
“Travels to a Different Time” : 27/28 July 1973: Sofia, Plodiv, Slanchev Bryag Bulgaria: Bulgarians in Track Suits: Bulgarian Black Sea Coast a Dud!
Up early and after a meagre breakfast and took a tram as far as I could towards the main highway but I still had a 3 km walk to make it there. Why is everyone staring at me? Have I forgot to zip up my fly? Perhaps I should join the local circus as aContinue reading ““Travels to a Different Time” : 27/28 July 1973: Sofia, Plodiv, Slanchev Bryag Bulgaria: Bulgarians in Track Suits: Bulgarian Black Sea Coast a Dud!”
RKS Poetry: “Rasputin Putin”
“Rasputin Putin” As you recall Rasputin the mysticattached himself like a parasite to Mother Russiaattempted to seize Tsardomisolated and lost in mystic hazegraze on the oligarchs thievery masked in the international banking hazedevoid of reality after locking his wife in a monasteryto dilly dally with a ballerina who ended up infloating heads in a marinaPoorContinue reading “RKS Poetry: “Rasputin Putin””
“Travels to a Different Time” : 25July73: Two Plane Crashes Augments Anxiety: Taking My Chances with Balkan Airways: I am a Martian Who has Landed in Bulgaria
Today is a big travelling day with Bulgarian airline Balkan Airways flying from Athens to Sofia in Bulgaria. Two very recent crashes are in the news. One a Pan Am crash and the other an Ozark Airlines crash in St. Louis. Woke up at 8 a.m. and could have slept in but that would haveContinue reading ““Travels to a Different Time” : 25July73: Two Plane Crashes Augments Anxiety: Taking My Chances with Balkan Airways: I am a Martian Who has Landed in Bulgaria”
“Travels to a Different Time” : 24July1973: Glyfada, Greece: Getting Ready to Penetrate the Iron Curtain; I am a Victim of Hippie Discrimination
Mom’s last day. I woke at 7:30 and phoned Balkan Airways to find out that the next flight to Sofia Bulgaria was leaving Athens in 5 minutes so I’d have to wait until tomorrow. I then rang Overseas National Airways about getting Mom back to North America. We went downstairs and tore savagely into ourContinue reading ““Travels to a Different Time” : 24July1973: Glyfada, Greece: Getting Ready to Penetrate the Iron Curtain; I am a Victim of Hippie Discrimination”
“Travels to a Different Time” : 14July1973: Ios, Greece: Wild Bill Continues to Be a Pain in The Ass: Dinner With Maria the Lesbian
Wild Bill’s puke has a terrible smell to it so I slept out in the porch and was ravaged by mosquitos. Must have had twenty bites on my hands. Thank God no malaria in Greece…hopefully. Watched the sunrise. Am I a dreamy hippie? I headed down to the village below and bought eggs, just bakedContinue reading ““Travels to a Different Time” : 14July1973: Ios, Greece: Wild Bill Continues to Be a Pain in The Ass: Dinner With Maria the Lesbian”
“Travels to a Different Time” : 13July1973: Ios, Greece: Wild Bill Pukes Up His Dinner and Lots of Retsina: No More Greasy Goulash: Shark Attack
On the way home from picking up breakfast supplies I had a wipe out and the glass bottle of water broke and I cut my hand. Not badly and its nothing a bit of salt water can’t fix assuming the sharks don’t smell the blood and attack! Went to village beach to hang out. IContinue reading ““Travels to a Different Time” : 13July1973: Ios, Greece: Wild Bill Pukes Up His Dinner and Lots of Retsina: No More Greasy Goulash: Shark Attack”
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