ROSSGOROUND: Where the hell am I???

Hello cruel world. By the time you read this, I am probably dead. haha.. just kidding....I'm at Starbucks. That was just a silly suicide joke. Those are the best.

So a lot of people have been emailing me and asking where the hell I've gone round too...

Dear Rossgoround?

You left us hanging with your last post... Where are you??? Are you at the Great Wall of China? Did you volunteer to help orphaned Gazelles find adoptive Mommy and Daddy Gazelles in Kenya? Can't wait to find out.

Suzie Yermand,

Alpo, Texas

Dear Suzie.

If you go to Google Maps. Then enter the key words "My brother's Couch." That is where you will find me. Back in NYC. For the month. I haven't had a chance to post pictures yet from Scotland because I was being a lazy. But here they are. The sea kayaking trip was incredible. The group of people I met were so amazing and so fun, that it was sad to leave them. The final night I was passed out on a wood floor of a cabin in the middle of nowhere Scotland after having done several shots of Scotch and kayaked through what I think was a Hurricane. All I remember was falling asleep to a group of people singing "New York, New York." But it was heaven. The weather was not heaven. The weather could go Fuck itself to be honest. We had rain followed by more rain, and then like when your peeing after a long night of drinking and you think you got it all out...but then you pee some more. That's what the clouds were like. The Scottish clouds were drunk and broke their seal and just kept peeing all over me. There's no more perfect description. Although it was annoying, the grey weather fit the landscape and when the sun did burst through the clouds...it only lasted a few seconds, but it felt unreal. Similar to how girls describe sex with me :) Jk. I'm a champion.

So without further delay, I present to you Sea Kayaking in Scotland....

and stay tuned because I'll be posting more this week and more adventures are on their way as soon as I refill this thing called my bank account. Donations will be accepted. None of which will go to help orphaned gazelles. Those things just get eaten in a week anyway.

here was the first beach we kayaked to...