Ahhhhhh, blogging again- finally.

I had a tough time getting back to writing after I erased my last 2 blogs by accident, and lost over 20 pages of memoirs and memos with a simple swish of my finger. Damn ipad, that hurt.

Talking about pain, I'm going to start this blog from the most recent notable events that have occurred, (Chinese torture) and the rest will be in no particular order from experiences of the past 2 weeks. But first, here's what's happening now.

We're in Singapore, it's our 3rd day here and I still feel like I'm stuck in a parallel universe, or outer space... Singapore is a very interesting city.

A boat on top of a hotel... Very interesting

Infinity pool on the roof of the 'Boat'

The reason why we're in Singapore was to meet the Japanese healers that we first met in Los Angeles 2 weeks before starting this Asian adventure. These are very special people, and we are happy to consider them close friends of ours. Noah and Noriko are exceptionally enlightened. They posses powers that help the world increase or restore it's positive Karma by raising it's consciousness. Noah was born with the gift and power to heal and connect with nature, and heal people's negative karmas that have become imbedded in our souls from lifetimes ago. Noriko is the translator for Noah, as he literally cannot speak a word of anything but Japanese. Noriko is fluent in both English and Japanese, and she seamlessly translates Noahs words with a sweet and soothing voice that makes me wish Noah would keep talking for hours.

This is Noah

This meeting with them was different from the last, because it was both a healing, and an eye-opening update on recent world events. I can't go into full detail of what was revealed to us, but I can tell you that many natural disasters that have occurred recently are not so natural. If you know about HAA£P, then you might know what I'm talking about. Let's leave it at that... I don't need the government monitoring my blogging activity. Oh yeah, and the lost underwater world of Atlantis really existed. We met 3 people who used to live there. Long story..

Our friends from Japan. The two in the middle (top/bottom) are also from Atlantis.

If you think that I'm crazy but are still reading, have a look at these pictures. This is really crazy.



The Japanese healers took us to visit their friend who is a Chinese healer and herbal doctor...

Im happy that she seems to be enjoying this. Or maybe she was smiling because she knew what was about to happen to me...

After meeting with the very amazing Dr. Tan Lee Kee, She told me that I'm very healthy and only had one problematic issue... A stiff neck. This was diagnosed by feeling my heart beat, stroking my forearm several times, patting me on the head about a dozen times, and kneading my bicep muscle for several seconds. Impressed, I agreed with the doc and said "right on! What's the cure?"

The cure was torture. Delivered by an evil little woman using only a wooden stick, tiger balm, and plastic suction cups. My consultation resulted in me getting my ass kicked by a 58 year old Chinese woman. She was 5'1,  weighed under 120lbs, and she had a Kung-foo grip that would make Chuck Norris jealous. If you don't know anything about Chinese Medicine, then you might have never heard about their ancient technique called 'Scraping' or 'Cupping'. Scraping is exactly what it sounds like... A wooden tool that looks like a hair comb is dug deep into your skin, and scraped in downward motions directly on affected areas of muscles and nerves. When a blockage is found, the scraping intensifies in speed and pressure, and a new tool comes into the picture. This new tool is also wooden, and it looks like the tip of a drum stick. It gets pushed directly into the nerve blockage and is kneaded deep into the muscle, creating a world of pain that I can only describe as crippling. I couldn't make a sound, I couldn't even move- although I tried to escape by shrinking in my seat, on several occasions. The only thing I could do, is try to go to my 'happy place' and bite my teeth, waiting for it all to be over. When it was over, she instantly went to her torture kit and the cupping began.  Before I had a chance to get my voice back, I had the first suction cup attached. It was uncomfortable, but it was nothing like the scraping.

 I've been treated by an amazing acupuncturist in Los Angeles who has used the 'cupping' technique in conjunction with traditional acupuncture to alleviate the pain of a chronic nerve injury that had begun several years ago from a snowboarding accident. In LA, the cupping experience was both relaxing and effective. It was performed with a glass dome with a wick on top. When the wick is lit, the fire creates a sort of vacuum, and creates a gentle suction 'cupping' effect on your skin. This brings blood flow to the muscle fibers and to the surface of your skin, opens your pores, and allows the suction and the heat to detoxify and create greater blood flow to areas that have sustained an injury or trauma. In Singapore, cupping is very different.

I should have known that the clinic I was invited to would be using bizarre and stern methods of treatment- because only 2 steps into the lobby, I noticed several items for sale that were anything but normal. On the counter next to the cashier, there was a box of birds nests. These were not ordinary birds nests... They had been hand picked from the cliffs of coastal islands surrounding the South China Sea. They were prescribed to be eaten, 1 nest per day, to alleviate asthma symptoms and to improve sinus functions. I couldn't help but ask the cashier if she was aware of the bird flu epidemic that originated in Asia... I mean, seriously... The symptoms for bird flu are pretty close to those of an asthma attack. I doubt that either condition will become improved by eating a birds nest. Also, when something is perched high up on the cliffside of remote islands... It's probably unreachable for a good reason.

Seriously, just leave it there. It's not worth it

Right below the birds nest (Which cost 225$/8 nests) was something even more expensive, and even more bizarre. I picked up a plastic cup about the size of a large shot glass, which appeared to be full of dried coconut shavings. Just as I began to get excited that my beloved coconut was getting medicinal recognition in a doctors clinic, I noticed the price tag and instantly realized that these were not coconut shavings. I asked the translator that was traveling with us that day to find out what was in the plastic bottle. She replied; "it's shavings from a Rhinoceros horn"
Stunned, the only word that came out of my mouth was "why?"
She replied that it was good for lowering cholesterol, and can prevent heart attacks. All I could think of was how badly I wanted to tell her "so do coconuts"
However, I wanted to be open minded- and I knew that I had no chance of changing thousands of years of tradition with one argument in the lobby of a Chinese herbal doctors office, I agreed to disagree and took my seat. My consultation was next, and I needed to keep cool so that my pulse wouldn't alter the doctors initial diagnosis.

So, there's not much more I need to say... The pictures pretty much explain that experience. 

The next day, I found out that Singapore not only has a river with boats running through their underground shopping center, but they also have a Wakeboard cable park. Score for me! I used to spend many days of my Montreal summers at 'Le Beach Club' which was Canada's first Cable waterski center. I just turned 29, have not been on the cables since I was 24 years old...Happy to see that I still got it!

Something about this helmet just didn't feel right... It wasn't pink enough 

Ah, much better. Now i'm ready for action

I took a few falls that day, but had my share of soft landings as well. Im headed back there in an hour or so...hopefully we will figure out our camera and get more clear shots.