Monday 7 January 2008

and so it began...



After literally minutes of planning, I set sail for the Southern shore of the great continent of Mãebaleia (the large archipelago of islands to the East of the known SL world). Without a map, supplies or a toothbrush I set out to walk the long and non-existent road to the Northern most tip of the islands.

The standard reason given for partaking in such an adventure is 'because it's there'. Possibly in the context of the virtual world 'because its not there' is more fitting.

A less matter-of-fact reason is that while speaking to friends unfamiliar to SL, they posed the question of the size of SL and how long it would take to walk through it. Unable to provide a definitive answer, I decided to make it my quest to walk through the longest stretch of uninterrupted and connected sims/islands to provide at least a partial answer to my friend's question.

Having spent most of my time in SL as a resident of Caledon (victorian/steampunk sim) I also wanted to provide news and insight to its citizens. I wished to ally some of the residents fears of the mainland, many of whom believe that the SL world is actually a globe - let me firmly assure you that it is indeed flat and comes to an end like God intended - if it 'twas any other way people at the south pole would fall off.

Anyway...and so it was I landed on the shores of Beck-Nemeth Estates on the South Coast. With a great journey ahead and nothing but the deep blue sea behind.

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