kazakhstan trip report

My journey began at the Vancouver International Airport. At the bar next to Harrison, a frontiersman from up north.He was on his way to Costa Rica for his annual blowout – which was much deserved. The guy had been laying ground connecting parts of northern BC into the grid for the better part of 9 months. We were having a chat with the barista-bartender who was getting me a shipload of hops and the most basic $26 burger I have yet to have the displeasure of paying for. He set down my second pint and asked; “Where are you off to […]