<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952310</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Sat, 26 Jan 2008 05:43:07 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Hundreds of Miles from Home</title><description/><link>http://www.clearlyno.com/ben/blog/</link><managingEditor>Benjamin</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2395</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952310.post-7470759993134545375</guid><pubDate>Sat, 26 Jan 2008 02:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-25T21:40:11.162-05:00</atom:updated><title>I Saw a Guy with a Shotgun Riding a Bicycle</title><atom:summary type='text'>No lie. I wouldn't be surprised if he had his finger on the trigger.

I belive I last wrote from Flores, after the strange meeting with Sterling and a great Brit named Botz (short for Ian Bottomly), who is now about 45 but was previously in a punk band in the 70s. Also met a travel writer for The Guardian newspaper in London, who had some great stories from Central and South America.

I took a </atom:summary><link>http://www.clearlyno.com/ben/blog/2008/01/i-saw-guy-with-shotgun-riding-bicycle.html</link><author>Benjamin</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952310.post-4791705974373562591</guid><pubDate>Wed, 23 Jan 2008 23:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-23T18:28:31.572-05:00</atom:updated><title>Absurd</title><atom:summary type='text'>In Flores, I am staying at a hostel called Los Amigos. Upon walking into the place, I saw a number of foreigners lounging in hammocks and the like, as the place is popular with the backpacking crowd.

Sitting down at a table, I pulled out a book by Mishima, a Japanese author, that was lent to me by Kiira´s room mate Karen. Three other guys were sitting at the table, and one started talking about </atom:summary><link>http://www.clearlyno.com/ben/blog/2008/01/absurd.html</link><author>Benjamin</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952310.post-6055564864247547036</guid><pubDate>Wed, 23 Jan 2008 22:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-23T18:17:43.431-05:00</atom:updated><title>Into the Highlands</title><atom:summary type='text'>Coming to you live from the island city of Flores. But for now, back to Omoa.

Crossing from Omoa into Guatemala involved flagging down a highway bus filled with locals traveling to the border. Also on the bus was a guy from California, building schools and churches in Honduras. Because of visa issues (reminds me of Micah), he is forced to leave the country every three months, or be deported. We </atom:summary><link>http://www.clearlyno.com/ben/blog/2008/01/into-highlands.html</link><author>Benjamin</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952310.post-7835779740550249974</guid><pubDate>Sun, 20 Jan 2008 01:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-19T21:04:23.237-05:00</atom:updated><title>Westward, Manifest Destiny!</title><atom:summary type='text'>Leaving La Ceiba, Honduras was easy enough, packed into a small van with 30 to 40 other passengers. The babies are amazingly quiet, but then again a good number are breastfeeding.

The first stop on the way to the Guatemalan border was Tela, which the guidebook said ran a railroad to Puerto Cortez, a jumping off point for Guatemalan entry. Exiting the bus, I was blasted with the Carribean heat, </atom:summary><link>http://www.clearlyno.com/ben/blog/2008/01/westward-manifest-destiny.html</link><author>Benjamin</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952310.post-401831139688747833</guid><pubDate>Fri, 18 Jan 2008 14:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-18T10:04:25.644-05:00</atom:updated><title>Survivor!</title><atom:summary type='text'>When we last left our heros, they were shacked up in a small hotel room above a bread shop in downtown La Ceiba, Honduras...

Tony, one of the directors of the foundation for Cayos Cochinos, is quite an interesting fellow. His enthusiasm is contagious and he is always on the go, but in the coming days I learned that he should avoid the use of the word ¨definitely.¨

Early Wednesday moring, Regina</atom:summary><link>http://www.clearlyno.com/ben/blog/2008/01/survivor.html</link><author>Benjamin</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952310.post-2755247674356630659</guid><pubDate>Mon, 14 Jan 2008 21:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-14T17:18:01.758-05:00</atom:updated><title>Crossing Borders</title><atom:summary type='text'>The shuttle from sleepy Antigua to the ruins of Copan, Honduras left at 4 in the morning, and was scheduled to arrive at 10am. The van was packed full of travelers, guaranteeing that no one received any sleep as we sped through hairpin turns. Arriving at the border, we were immediately inundated with moneychangers looking to cash in on the new shipload of expats. After a $3 exit fee, and a $2 </atom:summary><link>http://www.clearlyno.com/ben/blog/2008/01/crossing-borders.html</link><author>Benjamin</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952310.post-2964933408638412784</guid><pubDate>Sat, 12 Jan 2008 19:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-12T14:41:38.142-05:00</atom:updated><title>Onward Antigua!</title><atom:summary type='text'>The ride from Guatemala City into Antigua was fast and furious, alongside my driver Mica from Cuba. I was to meet Kyle and his friends outside of a hotel at ten in the evening, so I spent the day browsing the weathered cobblestone streets.

Antigua is the old capital of Guatemala, before an earthquake caused a considerable amount of damage and the government at the time decided to relocate to </atom:summary><link>http://www.clearlyno.com/ben/blog/2008/01/onward-antigua.html</link><author>Benjamin</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952310.post-6926205745981214226</guid><pubDate>Thu, 10 Jan 2008 17:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-10T12:54:11.313-05:00</atom:updated><title>Here We Go...</title><atom:summary type='text'>Greetings and hello from Guatemala City, Guatemala. Touched town amid partly cloudy skies into the new terminal, which is currently undergoing construcion. The whole place is blank, as all of the shops, information desks, and necessities regularly found in the airport have been completely removed, and replaced with small tables.

Walking out of the exit, I strolled past a large group of religious</atom:summary><link>http://www.clearlyno.com/ben/blog/2008/01/here-we-go.html</link><author>Benjamin</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952310.post-7203882923972223443</guid><pubDate>Tue, 18 Dec 2007 02:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-17T22:08:39.203-05:00</atom:updated><title>Cold Winds</title><atom:summary type='text'>The snowfall started last week, ceasing just in time to blanket the city streets in an envelope of white. Even on busier street corners, passersby trod in the footsteps of others, hesitant to push outside the established bounds. The untouched powder, now crisp from a few nights of numbing temperatures, crunches pleasantly underfoot just off the beaten path.

It has been an interesting term, to </atom:summary><link>http://www.clearlyno.com/ben/blog/2007/12/cold-winds.html</link><author>Benjamin</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952310.post-7848568517029176704</guid><pubDate>Wed, 28 Mar 2007 02:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-03-27T22:10:04.411-05:00</atom:updated><title>Old Code Never Dies - It Only Fades Away</title><atom:summary type='text'>I've always been rather impressed with Google. An all around great company, the stock made a lot of people rich and they provide a wide range of useful, well-developed products. Back in the beginning of my blogging career, I used to post loads of photos to my site, which required a large amount of time on my part - resizing, tagging, uploading, finalizing, editing - you get the idea. Then, along </atom:summary><link>http://www.clearlyno.com/ben/blog/2007/03/old-code-never-dies-it-only-fades-away.html</link><author>Benjamin</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952310.post-1013949136739868351</guid><pubDate>Mon, 19 Mar 2007 05:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-03-19T00:34:41.408-05:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type='text'>






</atom:summary><link>http://www.clearlyno.com/ben/blog/2007/03/quaint-town-of-rockport-bill-and.html</link><author>Benjamin</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952310.post-6762959129230948161</guid><pubDate>Tue, 13 Mar 2007 23:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-03-13T18:36:18.074-05:00</atom:updated><title>A Cultural Note</title><atom:summary type='text'>Shigeru Miyagawa, professor of Visualizing Cultures, offers this piece of advice while describing tips for effecting writing and oral presentation:

In this country, you have to have a sense of humor or you'll perish.
In Japan , if you say a person has a sense of humor, it's a kiss of death.</atom:summary><link>http://www.clearlyno.com/ben/blog/2007/03/cultural-note.html</link><author>Benjamin</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952310.post-116874114915644594</guid><pubDate>Sun, 14 Jan 2007 02:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-01-13T21:19:09.160-05:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type='text'>













Matt, Jon, and Spencer above the cloud line at Hakuba</atom:summary><link>http://www.clearlyno.com/ben/blog/2007/01/matt-jon-and-spencer-above-cloud-line.html</link><author>Benjamin</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952310.post-116874105258650664</guid><pubDate>Sun, 14 Jan 2007 02:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-01-13T21:17:32.593-05:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type='text'>













Micah's Live set at Clapper



















Matt and I making a "Club 803" sign in Starbucks















Jon and Matt in Osaka















Clapper















Club 803, finished product















The MegaMac in Japan, consumed promptly at 10:30 AM on opening day



















Matt in Hakuba Station



















Nagoya by night















Skiing in </atom:summary><link>http://www.clearlyno.com/ben/blog/2007/01/micahs-live-set-at-clapper-matt-and-i.html</link><author>Benjamin</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952310.post-116874070717069443</guid><pubDate>Sun, 14 Jan 2007 01:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-01-13T21:11:47.230-05:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type='text'>













Inari gate atFushimi-Inari in Kyoto















Micah, Yuuki, and I giving our gansta peace signs















At Fushimi Inari















On the mountain



















Matt in Hiroshima's Peace Park



















Peace memorial in Hiroshima















Jon an Bill, sleeping















Atomic bomb dome in Hiroshima















Matt on the train with </atom:summary><link>http://www.clearlyno.com/ben/blog/2007/01/inari-gate-atfushimi-inari-in-kyoto.html</link><author>Benjamin</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952310.post-116873989350909592</guid><pubDate>Sun, 14 Jan 2007 01:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-01-13T20:58:13.556-05:00</atom:updated><title>Decimal Places, Friendly Faces</title><atom:summary type='text'>The weather remains pleasant as sunlights breaks through frosty windows in my little part of Osaka. It's been quite an interesting couple of days, spanning the rivers of Hiroshima to the mountains of Nagano, with stops in Okayama, Matsumoto, and Kyoto in between. I missed decimal place in Hakuba had me thinking we were to play $100 for ski rental, when in fact the price was closer to $10.

I'll </atom:summary><link>http://www.clearlyno.com/ben/blog/2007/01/decimal-places-friendly-faces.html</link><author>Benjamin</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952310.post-116813219154128046</guid><pubDate>Sun, 07 Jan 2007 01:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-01-06T20:09:51.546-05:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type='text'>













Nick The Record at SoundChannel



















Minoru















Metro</atom:summary><link>http://www.clearlyno.com/ben/blog/2007/01/nick-record-at-soundchannel-minoru.html</link><author>Benjamin</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952310.post-116813204482911781</guid><pubDate>Sun, 07 Jan 2007 01:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-01-06T20:07:24.833-05:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type='text'>













Club Metro in Kyoto















Sometime around 3 a.m.















Minou, doing his DJ set















Minoru teaches Matt some DJ moves















Micah and Bill</atom:summary><link>http://www.clearlyno.com/ben/blog/2007/01/club-metro-in-kyoto-sometime-around-3.html</link><author>Benjamin</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952310.post-116813106873612675</guid><pubDate>Sun, 07 Jan 2007 00:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-01-06T19:51:08.800-05:00</atom:updated><title>A Return to the Land of the Rising Sun</title><atom:summary type='text'>It all began at 4 a.m. on a Wednesday. Exiting the La Quinta suites under the cover of darkness, I made my way by shuttle to the Pittsburgh International Airport. My destination: Osaka, Japan. Before I could set foot on the plane that would take me half way around the world, I had to get to San Francisco via Detroit.

Despite all the delays and difficulties I’ve been hearing about airlines in the</atom:summary><link>http://www.clearlyno.com/ben/blog/2007/01/return-to-land-of-rising-sun.html</link><author>Benjamin</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952310.post-116604958229636147</guid><pubDate>Wed, 13 Dec 2006 22:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-12-13T17:39:42.503-05:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type='text'>A Prairie Home Companion sound check </atom:summary><link>http://www.clearlyno.com/ben/blog/2006/12/prairie-home-companion-sound-check.html</link><author>Benjamin</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952310.post-116604530089986728</guid><pubDate>Wed, 13 Dec 2006 21:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-12-13T16:28:20.926-05:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type='text'>Streets of NY </atom:summary><link>http://www.clearlyno.com/ben/blog/2006/12/streets-of-ny.html</link><author>Benjamin</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952310.post-116604509457374928</guid><pubDate>Wed, 13 Dec 2006 21:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-12-13T16:24:54.606-05:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type='text'>The hot dog in question </atom:summary><link>http://www.clearlyno.com/ben/blog/2006/12/hot-dog-in-question.html</link><author>Benjamin</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952310.post-116604502240246397</guid><pubDate>Wed, 13 Dec 2006 21:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-12-13T16:23:42.453-05:00</atom:updated><title>With a 92 Cent Hot Dog...</title><atom:summary type='text'>Was how my weekend in NY came to an end. On a whim, following an interesting series of events Friday night, I jumped on the first bus Saturday morning to the city. College has a way of beating you down toward the end of the term, and watching the Boston skyline shrink against the rising sun was surprisingly rewarding.  I recognized two girls on the bus, whom had both been at Theta Chi the night </atom:summary><link>http://www.clearlyno.com/ben/blog/2006/12/with-92-cent-hot-dog.html</link><author>Benjamin</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952310.post-116490751826172823</guid><pubDate>Thu, 30 Nov 2006 17:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-11-30T12:25:18.286-05:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type='text'>David gets a new haircut </atom:summary><link>http://www.clearlyno.com/ben/blog/2006/11/david-gets-new-haircut.html</link><author>Benjamin</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952310.post-116490749915784535</guid><pubDate>Thu, 30 Nov 2006 17:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-11-30T12:24:59.180-05:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type='text'>Whitney's band at the post-apocalyptic halloween iron pour </atom:summary><link>http://www.clearlyno.com/ben/blog/2006/11/whitneys-band-at-post-apocalyptic.html</link><author>Benjamin</author></item></channel></rss>