I always travel first class, and i will not travel without distilled water, aged stored goods, preferably fruits, sugars and yeasts. And my personal choice of a meat grinder used for making my famous taphonomy steak tartare.

I do mostly enjoy the luxury of having tea so very often, inhaling the aroma of my favorite blends, Nicotia, natabac, um. i have always fancied a festive dribbled wine evening sitting around the brazier i specifically order for the occasion, for which i had spent two nights anxiously awaiting as my custom made design was arriving by plane. While I was waking within the corridors of an ancestral masonic lodging. Then traveling to the shores of Oceanus as time unraveled drifting away from the world I left behind. Stopping at nothing, until my acquaintances bowed their head at the majesty of it all while drinking from a coconut picked from a tree as old as time itself, watching while the tree held nature in its intoxicating balance.   Holding on to every moment for keeps sake, promising to never look back.Packing for my next great adventure planned by a force of nature driving me towards the peak of the majestic mountain tops looking down at the world as the long awaited moonshine pours onto all that is below, and i find myself standing on top of the world once again.

In case your foreign to our English language ill say it again. Im a neanderthal roadtrippin, whiskey makin, roadkill grillin, marlboro man billboardin cowboy on my way to copenhagen, big drinkin bonfire burnin, caveman campin, beach bummin, log beer keg standin, backpackin, ever-rest behind bars-tourin my way to the top again with my whiskey moonshine powered truck.