Fleeing the emotional tragedies of his hometown in Kansas, Tanner Ballengee set out for Southeast Asia. The plan was to meet up with a comrade and ride motorcycles across Thailand, Vietnam, and Cambodia, a harsh bargethrough the infamous Killing Season. The only problem was that Ballengee knew nothing about the region, even less about motorcycles, and only had the money he'd been able to save by delivering pizzas. The result is a narrative that entirely shuns the tedious pretensions of travel writing. Full of illegal camping, horny monks, and plenty of booze, Tourorist strips lust for experience to the bone.
Ex-girlfriends. LSD. Motorcycle and canoe trips. Seinfeld. Skateboarding. Drunk friends and punk rock and shitty jobs. Sixty Tattoos I Secretly Gave Myself at Work is the most beautiful, the most vulnerable of punk and adventure memoirs. Each vignette centers around a hand-poked tattoo that the author gave himself on company time.
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