Moshi moshi, this is Inu in blue...

So for those of you who haven't heard....

I'm freaking getting married in a week! Whoa!

So Im in Vienna, about to head back to Budapest. Its really been an awesome trip so far. Just so many good things have happened, especially since Tuesday, when I met Verena and her friends. I was lost, looking for my hostel, which was the only hostel available, and 20 minutes outside of town, and she offered me her couch for the night. I met her friend Marco, and he offered to let me stay with him for the next two nights, instead of getting a hostel. Man, weve just had so much fun. He and his roommate have cooked some amazing meals, weve had so much beer and just overall an amazing time. Im sad to leave Vienna, even though Ive really seen most of the sights already, just because of the amazing people Ive met here.

Couchsurfing is so awesome too. Check it out, couchsurfing.com. Go stay somewhere for free, and have a local guide whos also interested in travel to show ya around.

Budapest and Prague were awesome too. But I was with my parents those times, so I really just got to see the sights. And a little of the nightlife when I went out.

I also met some Australians in Prague who were really cool.

Last night we went to this well known club called Flex. Pretty awesome place, theyve got a huge TV on the cieling...something like 10-15 feet across, doing visualiyations of the music. And its really the only light-source on the floor. They played German Drum&Bass, which was really cool at first. Then I realized that every single song has the same beat...duh duh..d-duh, duh duh..d-duh, and it got kinda boring to dance to after that. Still a fun time.

(BTW, no apostrophes in this post, cause theyre so hard to hit on this strange keyboard. Oh, and the y and z are swapped, but I think Ive gotten used to it now. Im so gonna be typing wrong when I get back to the states.)

I'm off to Honduras, see you all in a week!

So, I threw my bike into a truck the other day, and ended up under the rear tire. Don't worry, I'm okay, just a bruised hip and a bit of road rash, thanks to my jacket+helmet+gloves.

My beast isn't so gorgeous any more. =(

But I was so lucky to not be hurt more, I can't be too put out by it. Even if the bike was very lucky too -- basically just the fuel tank got damaged.





More here...

So I'm chillin' in Germany now. Went to Stuttgart to chill with a German chick, who took us to her favorite bars, and taught us some German toasts. It was awesome.

Still alive so far...not encounted any more riots yet! Though I heard they're gonna start up again on the 24th.

I was just almost caught in an antifascist riot yesterday in downtown barcelona. Google it...over 1000 protestors, 12 police were hurt, full riot gear. I was told I should go back to my hostel for my safety. Isn't that exciting?!

Barcelona is awesome! Hostelºs are amazing! Love the world. Bye!

Goodbye, my friends, my lovers, my mates!

I'll never ever return to this place. And though my return flight is booked, that's two weeks away, and even if I'm sitting on that plane, it's incomprehensibly true that I'll never return. I'm about to set off on something I've wanted for eight years or more....nay, my whole life. I'm going to set out on my own adventure, and even though it's in the context of a vacation and paid time off, that just makes it more powerful, more surreal, more responsible, and hence more real.

I'm not sure I'm emotionally ready to leave. I've been crying most of the day, and that's not an exaggeration. I was silently crying this morning when the clock hit 12 and the concert was over, I was silent on my way back from Nashville, I felt everything the whole time I was at work, and while writing my list of stuff to take. Even while I slept, I wept. I thought at first it was for my immaturity, my inability to simply love 'просто любить', but I'm smarter now. But it's time, and I can't help but be excited. The world is at hand, and it'll soon be mine.

I will never be the person I am right now ever again. This is it. So I say goodbye. Goodbye my friends, to all of you that've experienced so much with me, to everyone I'll miss, everyone I have missed, everyone that's here with me but already 400 miles away. Our love will live, but it's about to be transferred to someone the world has never met, so get ready.

For all who don't already know, I am in love. And, simply, that's all that's important. I am still me, a man with dreams and history, with friends and family, with life at hand -- it doesn't define me. But love is a metamorphosis, and I love how it's molded me. I am more beautiful now than I've ever been, and "Beauty will save the world."

I've changed so much in the past few months, that if you haven't known me for that time, then I'm already a different person. The Russian language defines me. The guitar inspires me. Motorcycles enlighten me. The beauty of the world unites me. Walking through the grass at 2am while drinking yumiful juice in the healing hand of nature enlivens me. I'd do anything for one ray of sunshine. My dreams have become so much simpler, so much better defined, so much more open, and so much more important. I've accepted that I am man, and I am a man, I'm a Coleman and a Damron, a passionate conversationalist and a lover of the world -- that's my culture, my heritage. And my friends, my co-drivers. They're too important for words.

So this'll be the last time most of you hear from me. I'm flying out at 2pm tomorrow, and I'll be replaced with someone new, someone that's not who I am. Someone more beautiful, more able, with real visceral experiences and a billion stories to tell.

I love you all.

-Isaiah

After my hat trick tonight, on the way home, I decided I wanted ice cream. So I went to the store. On the way to the store, I decided I wanted to try something new. *shrug* not too hard, right?

*sighs in defeat while eating his strawberry ice cream* I think I'm gonna hafta teach myself to like chocolate. I believe I've tried all the ice creams at kroger that don't have chocolate in them.

Yup, it's mine.