Long Way Down
I sadly returned my last Netflix copy of "Long Way Down", the second documentary from Ewan McGregor and Charley Boorman. This was following the boys from Scotland to Cape Town South Africa. AMAZING! The people they encountered were incredible except for the dudes with the stick on a North African freeway, they weren't anyone I'd want to meet. Loved the donkey's everywhere though, I love donkeys, really. But my question is "NOW what am I going to do? Whom can I live vicariously through?"
Needless to say I loved it. The cursing was a little better, meaning less. I would so love to watch a edited version with my kids, but not edited as far as length and material just beep the cursing is all. They could learn so much, like how spoiled they are, and how precious that food is, and how all children need the same things....Love, warmth, food, and water. I loved how they went to places to talk with children effected by Aids/HIV, talked with the child soldiers, and visited other UNICEF operated centers. It really takes courage to hear things you'd rather not hear about, to see things you'd rather not see. But what those two men did is bring the plight of the babies and children to the front. (There's nothing like a man that cares about others, nothing that does IT for a gal). If you feel compelled to help visit http://www.UNICEF.org - a little can have profound effect.
My favorite scenes are when Charley started lighting his farts or rather tried to, this confirmed my belief- men are basically the same, even on different sides of this bouncing ball we live on. The other is when Ewan is describing the man they asked for directions, loved the lyrical sound and hand movements, HILARIOUS.
One area that bothered me just a little was when Ewan's wife joined him. Painfully noted was Charley's wife not there, (hey I have an idea for the next one!) I don't have a problem with women doing these things in fact more power to you wild girls. It is just why did she have to go on "this" trip? Why not another with him alone? Why can't the women go and do something like that without the men? We really can venture out without men can't we? Look I love that husbands and wives like to be with each other, but we have to have some time with our friends without the spouse present. My sister told me one time that I should learn to golf, I could golf with my husband. I was mystified... would he want me to go? I asked him, "Tell me honestly, do you want me to go golfing with you? Do you want me to join you and your buddies when you golf?" He gave me a pained look with a half ass smile, "sure", I laughed and asked him again, "Hell no!". Now should I be angry? Hell no! Do I want my husband tagging along when I go scrapbooking? Shoe shopping? Getting my hair done? Do I want him going to lunch with me and the girls? The answer is, and I will do my best Southern Californian girl accent "OHHH HaaaaELL No".
The bonding between husband and wife is all good but Geez he enjoys farting in public and blaming it on other people. He watches golf on the tv....on TV! Seriously! I have my interests and he has his, I'm not that needy. However after talking with him and brother in-law, the thought of getting on a nice motorcycle and traveling sounds FABULOUS!