For a snot rocket to be truly effective, it's best to be at high altitudes (at least 3000 meters) and to be in cold climates (not above 5*).
1. Be patient. Let the snot build up. Consistency will vary from as runny as water to as viscous as a snail's trail. Let the booger build up until you feel that there is enough mass to fund a potentially lethal velocity.
2. Sniffle, inhale/exhale quickly, and do tiny breathing exercises to determine if the booger is ready to be catapulted out. If the booger is moving along your nasal canal with your breathing motions, it's prime shooting time.
3. With one finger (you don't have to remove that glove, or the second glove), close the nasal passage of the opposite nostril. Make sure that it's closed tightly.
4. Bend forward at the waist, not at the back, at an angle steep enough so that any waste falling from your nose vertically downwards will not land on any raingear, outer jacketwear, or shoes.
5. Aim.
6. Inhale deeply through the mouth.
7. Close your mouth, and tighten the closure of the opposite nostril.
8. Exhale violently through the nostril clogged with snot.
9. If there's any lingering "residue," let it hang until gravity brings it down. If it takes longer than 3 seconds, take your glove off, wipe that hanging snot from your nostril, and wipe it on the ground (preferably on a rock).
10. Make sure you have no leftovers by wiping your sleeve across the bottom of your nose.
11. Repeat as necessary.
Julia and I perfected these by day 8 on the Annapurna Circuit. Whenever I'd hear her blowing a snot rocket, I'd comment, "How big was it?" And whenever she heard me, she'd ask, "Did you get it all?" We saved a lot of tissues by adopting the Nepali style of cleaning your nose.
Welcome to my life in pictures and words!
I'm a retired Peace Corps Jordan volunteer who's been trying to get rid of a contagious virus called The Travel Bug.
After serving in Jordan for two years, I took the long way home by traveling through India and Nepal until I got kicked out of the country (my visa ran out). I indulged in American pop culture, ice cream, cooking in a real kitchen, and driving on highways for several months in DC, then dashed off to Peru for a short backpacking trip through Incan trails and ice climbing in the Andes. 6 months later, a convenient vacation block and a cheap flight found me in Tanzania, climbing Mt. Kilimanjaro and safari-ing in the Serengeti.
Back in the States, I'm discovering new passions: experimenting in the kitchen, perusing farmers' markets, eating ice cream out of the carton, dancing naked in my bedroom, and training on the bike, in the pool, and on the trails.
Hope you enjoy reading about my adventures!!
Cheers to exploring every alley, tasting any- and every-thing, riding on the roofs of buses, and living spontaneously!
After serving in Jordan for two years, I took the long way home by traveling through India and Nepal until I got kicked out of the country (my visa ran out). I indulged in American pop culture, ice cream, cooking in a real kitchen, and driving on highways for several months in DC, then dashed off to Peru for a short backpacking trip through Incan trails and ice climbing in the Andes. 6 months later, a convenient vacation block and a cheap flight found me in Tanzania, climbing Mt. Kilimanjaro and safari-ing in the Serengeti.
Back in the States, I'm discovering new passions: experimenting in the kitchen, perusing farmers' markets, eating ice cream out of the carton, dancing naked in my bedroom, and training on the bike, in the pool, and on the trails.
Hope you enjoy reading about my adventures!!
Cheers to exploring every alley, tasting any- and every-thing, riding on the roofs of buses, and living spontaneously!
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
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