After my joyous travels in 2012, I wanted to repeat a few things in 2013 such as:
- Revisit Kathmandu
- See my Grandma again in Middlesbrough
- Move to Birmingham
- Spend more time with my Cousin Charles in London
- VISIT YEMEN.
Allot of dickheads (like Nathan Tran of St.Michael Church Baulkham Hills) would think I am a dumbarse to visit a country on the BRINK of Civil War (that did happen). But In my philiosphy, war is not an excuse not to visit a country. You have the right to visit any 193 members of the United Nations, including non members Taiwan, Palestine, Vatican City, Kosovo, Sovereign Military Order of Malta and the Saharawi republic.
Your Western Imperialist government can go fuck itself with a giant dildo if they were to try and stop you going to Yemen or even leaving your own country! In the end its none of their business what you do overseas.
There was only 3 reasons for me to visit Yemen
1) Visit a country that starts with Y
2) Visit the famous Dar al-Hajar (Palace of the Rock) in Wadi Dhahr Valley,
There is no Yemeni embassy in Canberra. But the Consulate of Morocco in North Sydney does have a section for Yemen. At the time of 2013 you were able to get a visa to Yemen for $100 if you showed them a return flight to Sana'a and this is what I did.
I was suposed to leave Headbangers Open Air in July 2013, fly to Istanbul for a few days, fly to Dubai, get my trip to Yemen and then go back to UK or Australia
But at the start of March 2013. Shit hit the fan in Sydney. The company I worked for HARVEST CAFE AND BAR went into closure because the stupid manager Shellie didn't want to renew the fucking lease of a successful business. My other job at FCM Sales only gave me 6 hours of work a week.
So Diane if you ever read this, you are a Miserly scumbag of a human who can't stop repeating the words "BE PATENT!" GO SHOVE YOUR RETARDED ADVICE UP YOUR RECTRUM CANAL YOU LONELY BASTARD!
After Harvest cafe shut down. No business in Western Sydney could hire me for a Kitchen hand job. I wanted to work until July. But nobody was giving me a chance. SO a big fuck you to all the Coffee Club KNOBS in Sydney. Che Guevara would bulldoze all your chains of coffee shops in Australia!
Around April 2013 I cracked under pressure and I rescheduled my flights to London to leave in June 2013 and not July. This move would become costly later down the track.
Before I left for the UK I got a job at a religious function centre in Baulkham Hills and it was a job I stayed in for nearly 3 years. It was a job I fucking rushed back to in July 2013 and that was when a long 17 month hiatus without travel began!
I was wanting to stay in the UK and get a job, but before I left Sydney, I was weeping. I just wasn't ready to leave Australia. It was also a time when I wasn't having sex with Escorts. I could have just fled my fear of Australian Imperialism (as I fucking hate that paranoid state). But I wasn't ready to move to the UK
I spent about 2 weeks in the UK/France to see my cousins, Aunts and Uncles in Middlesbrough and London as well as attend HELLFEST 2013. At the end of the 2 weeks I decided to start travelling back to Australia.
At the end of the week I was getting back pains in Sofia (dude to the fact I was carrying 7kg a day) and I wanted to visit somewhere new. I flew to Dubai in the hope of getting cheap GULF AIR flights to Ethiopia.
I had no LAPTOP with me, I couldn't book anything. Once I had landed in Dubai I discovered there was going to be no flights to Addis Ababa for a few days.
I really could have flown to Sann'a that day, I had a Nepali visa and a Yemeni visa. But I decided to go back to Nepal. I had so many problems trying to get a one way ticket to Kathmandu at Dubai Airport that involved a change in Dehli.
When I landed in Delhi, I fell asleep in Transit and I nearly missed my flight to Kathmandu. I would have been fucked if I had not gotten to Kathmandu.
At the end of that week I was back in Sydney. I blew $1600 to fly back to Sydney on all the flights I had taken that week between Istanbul and Sydney. I was just a fucking retard not to have stayed in the UK.
I also hated going back to Nepal because beggars really did get in my way in every corner.
That Yemeni visa has been in my British Passport for 5 years now. I have never ever had to explain to anyone the reason behind it. If Border people ever ask. I just tell them that I never went to Yemen, Just like how I have an unused Vietnamese Visa in my passport in 2015, but I didn't go to Vietnam until 2016.
I just won't dare visit Israel or apply for a US B2 Visa until I get a new British Passport. DON'T YOU DARE TELL ME "WHY NOT USE YOUR AUSTRALIANS PASSPORT" BECAUSE THAT IS SOMETHING I LIKE TO USE TO WIPE MY OWN ARSE WITH!
The civil war in Yemen, crushed all my hopes of going to Sana'a and seeing that amazing Dar al-Haja. My chances of going to Yemen in 2018 are quiet slim. I could travel to the Oman/Yemen border, walk across it and stay in Yemen for an Hour or I could spend a shitload of money to fly to Socotra Island.
One night in London after seeing Kylie Minogue X-mas Show, I was walking home with a couple from Walsall. We walked past the Yemeni embassy in London and I reminded them that I nearly went to Yemen in 2013. The man told me. "NO YOU CAN'T GO TO YEMENI THESE DAYS BECAUSE YOU MIGHT NOT MAKE IT OUT ALIVE"
The Houthis are backed by Iran, they are not the bad ones, to me they are the anti Imperialist. This is not a war about Shia-Sunni. Its all about Proxies war, is cold war 2 and its all about those rich gulf countries who are bullying the only Republic in the Arabian peninsular who sadly is the most poorest nation.
One day peace will resume in Yemen, tourism will flood back into the Yemen Arab Republic and there will be no division of one country. Nobody wants to see a return of North and South Yemen.
I will visit Sana'a one day, I will gaze at the