Got some good stuff to experiment with this weekend. I am going to try and cook duck again; this time I have a breast and some direction. I have two slices of mangalica pork, ewe cheese, plums, and cat food.
I am knee-deep working on my new website. Did you know I have a website, kentfoster.com?
Over 20,000 new words have been written, a liberal sprinkling of “swell" and “golly" plus a “Shazam!" or 15 scattered here and there. The new website will be crammed full of good info. I am literally packing it full to the brim. Frequent flier miles will be demystified, all my tricks about how to find the cheapest flights will be revealed including how I started this trip with an US$83 flight from USA to Colombia and why one way tickets are a gift from the heavens.
I expound on the reasons why travel insurance and railpasses are the work of the devil, why you should travel alone, and why you should get your next passport while abroad. But wait! There’s more! I tackle weighty topics such as whether to pack jeans (that was 15,000 words right there), I make an impassioned case for hitchhiking, and I tell of a great competitor to CouchSurfing. That is just a small chunk. It’s all practical information such as the details of how I hide my money on the road so it will be easier for all my faithful readers to rob me.
But I am so tired of working on it, I just want to finish and slap it up on the World Wide Web and then continue to impersonate a traveler. I have my eye on a 180 euro flight from Milan to Bangkok in late August.
My main thing now is to figure out a nice, clean, easy-to-program design and code it, which will be hell. Famous graphic designer Balazs Gerencser of Toucan Design (Balazs, prepare yourself for an unholy SURGE in traffic!) made a mockup of what my new website could look like: I dig the look.
The new website won’t be unveiled in stages, but rather in one big lump since it will look totally different. I have about 100 pages presently on kentfoster.com, all “hand-coded” (as we in the biz say) by myself, but now when I read about XHTML and CSS, I see everyone mocking my old-style HTML with tables and tags.
Apropos of nothing, one thing I dislike about Hungary is when I pay for something and I have my hand out for change, they make an effort to put the change under my hand and on the counter. It’s as if I’m a contagious leper or, something worse in their eyes, a Slovakian leper. It isn’t a Hungarian thing necessarily, but it seems to happen a lot to me here. Are they afraid I am unclean? I might be, but I am certainly cleaner than the money in their hands.