A head full of dreams

My last few days have been absolutely amazing.

I met Jack (his travel name, to protect him from his nefarious lifestyle) for a drunken night on Khao San, watched Coldplay live, had a couple of hangovers, and as I type this, I am heading on the train to Khao Yai for a couple of nights (remember the waterfall in The Beach?)

However, omitting the specifics, I think I need to get some sort of structure to my travels. I need to stop waking up post noon, maybe throw in a workout or two, find a better way to get my thoughts to pen, and God, I gotta ease off those beers.

I’ll probably get back with some more words later, but for now, I leave you with a few pictures from the last few days.

Picture update:

Khao San with Jack


(While I did follow Jack in his shirtless gallivant, I will save those for private viewing…)

Here’s one from the canal boat ride in Bangkok:


And here’s one from the epic night of Coldplay:


Onwards, with my head full of dreams…

Random thought: should I have a travel name? Maz seems rather difficult for most people to get…




The beginning

Well, we’re finally here.

Weeks and weeks of thoughts and planning, and it all comes down to this.

I’ve been asking myself (and a few friends), what I should make this blog about. What could I share with the world that hasn’t been said or done? And the answer is… nothing. Nothing besides the one thing that I do have that’s unique; and that’s my – argue with everyone because you’re right and they’re wrong – perspective.

So, that is what this blog is going to be about. Random and well thought ramblings of life, my travels, and pretty much anything my warped mind thinks of.

This is the beginning of everything, and this is the beginning of nothing…

As the legendary Ted Mosby once said, “if you aren’t scared, you’re not taking a chance. If you’re not taking a chance, what the hell are you doing anyway?”