Travel + Escape from the Malignant Narcissist! How I used my Cross-Canada Camper Adventure through January 2026 to Recover, then I sold my house!

Kia Ora Travellers!  My traveling days are fewer and further between because I was subjected to Canadian hostility in my own hometown. Lots of details cannot be shared here, but I will tell you, there are some of the biggest Assholes living in the city where I was born and grew up, join any forum on Facebook and you will see them trolling. Live there, and you will meet them face to face, they are despicable human trash cans walking with arms and legs, they lie to you, they manipulate, they discard. And some are much, much worse. Let me explain.  Still traveling these days, but as I explained, far less than I wanted to with work and family responsibilities, only so much I can do. (:

(Photo 1 above: One the road in my 1986 Toyota Slumber Queen - Location nearby Quetico Provincial Park, Ontario backroads in January 2026, Photo 2 above TransCanada 17 Highway). 

In October 2025, I searched Marketplace for used RV campers, and the best area I found for them was around British Columbia and Alberta in western Canada. I located a 1986 Toyota Slumber Queen in Kamloops, B.C. and another in Calgary, Alberta - only one replied to my inquiry.  

Previously, I took a similar chance to find a well-serviced motorhome in Kamloops, British Columbia in 2019, but drove across Canada in a half rotten, coolant burning Toyota that needed to be totally overhauled once I was finally towed across the State of Michigan back to Windsor. That restored motorhome was later sold in 2021, then I waited a few years to find another project to work on. 

From summer 2022, I came into a life financial crisis setup by a scam-hearted developer, now former friend, while we resituated in a new financial burden (Home) surrounded by human trash.  While living there, I was gradually harassed by neighbors on both sides, forcing me to find a new path to spend my time, and prepare my family for a move out and away from Windsor.

In January 2026 - I continued correspondence with Dennis in Calgary, Alberta and he assured me his motorhome was in excellent mechanical condition and had interior repairs and remodeling already completed. We corresponded on Messenger and through Facebook Marketplace having now located this 1986 Toyota Slumber Queen, an exact design match to the previous one I drove across Canada, I took the chance to buy it and drive back 3600km across Canada from the Rockies to the Great Lakes. So, my plans were set into motion in the middle of winter and I flew out from Toronto City airport into Calgary, Alberta. 

First stop, the Calgary Youth hostel taking the 300 bus to downtown and then I walked. The next morning, I rode the train to the outskirts of Calgary where I met Dennis the Slumber Queen owner, my expectations were low, only good mechanical condition this time, and no camper wood rot. Fortunately, I found both and adventure began. 

I traveled across Alberta visiting a few friends (Cathy and Dave in Cochrane) along the way, and then once in Saskatchewan I drove into the capital city of Regina and met my friend Michael T. whom I originally met while working in South Korea in 2002 (also visited Mike in 2019 while roofing his parents house in asphalt shingles for $20 bucks lol!).  The journey was fantastic, I shared on socials as the journey went - recovering from the mishaps back home.  I want to thank the kindness of friends, and those I met along the journey. Sometimes it is easy to find kindness on the road, when you are out there. Travel is the key to happiness, never let any trap set, take this away from you. Carpez diem. Kia Ora. Amen. 

And now, for the explanation of this blog update and describing what I just went through continuing the next chapters of my life, entitled:

Overcoming the Assholes - A New Chapter in my Life Journey!

When I turn on the International News, I usually look at DW News from Germany or other outlets, and one theme seems to ring over and over, The Rise of the Assholes in Global News and Crisis situations, caused by none other than, Presidents who care less about their people because they lust power - these are the Narcistic Assholes that are trying to take over the world. We all know them, I will spare everyone naming the Dictators, the Warlords, The War Criminals, and those leaders who manipulate everyone else for their selfish egos. The International News seems to narrow in on endless Wars, and Global Trade Wars. 

Have you ever met someone that initially acted friendly, tried to exaggerate how successful they were, and then they used you, and finally abused you.... I have had that experience several times in the past 5 years. I am posting to my adventure blog to explain and highlight the dangers of dealing with Malignant Narcissistic people. These individuals usually standout of the crowd as attention seeking Droids, yes, humans programmed to act like other people, but they are not like other people, they are demented souls preying on anyone who makes themselves available to them.  I experienced this first hand - it sucks believe me.

I used to live next to an ASSHOLE in Windsor, Ontario - a true con-artist, a manipulative predator, a vile human without a conscience or a soul.  This individual took advantage of my skills and talents (Lawncare +Roof gutter cleaning and guard installation normally costing thousands, I charged the tax on an 11 hour work project that involved myself and my wife working together, while the ASSHOLE looked on pretending he was working! Our act of kindness and support to our neighbors quickly escalated into a long-lasting feud over nothing. My neighbor gradually revealed their true nature as a Narcissistic Psychopath, also known as a Malignant Narcissist - and this foul playing and malicious loser continued on this irrevocable path until I left Windsor for good! Goodbye assholes!

1986 Toyota Slumber Queen crossing into Ontario from Manitoba. In Virden, Manitoba, I was kindly helped by mechanics with an electrical short in the engine bay. I was also offered a carpenter job in West Hawk Lake, Manitoba by the owner of a construction company offering me a town tour as well.

After providing essential maintenance service as a neighborly favor, this predator instantly grew longer teeth and started demanding things, viciously verbally attacking me, and lying through his corncob teeth. There were property line disputes, disputes over landscaping stones I unearthed when i moved in to our home of 3.5 years, and the complaining and verbal threats were continuous whenever, the predator appeared from their dragons den. This neighbor removed my landscaping stones, and lied to the police on several occasions, attempted to assault me and missed, and finally a year later - assaulted me - full stop. 

A Malignant Narcissist is someone who is a absolutely creepy, anti-social loser, a predator, someone who brags about their educational triumphs, but doesnt work and masquerades as hero, but is actually a shallow f-ing idiot.  If you have ever known someone to be better categorized as a piece of human shit than a living human being - yep! You know what I am talking about here. Those wannabe losers pretending to work, pretending to matter in the community, a false sense of inflated self-worth and destructive and violent history revealed in their past and present actions - because this demented soul, has no path to follow other than being a class ass - Malignant Psychopath in short. Ruthless in nature, cunning, cheating, manipulating, flying into exaggerated psychotic rages -unprovoked, remorseless and cruel. Yes! You found one of these trashy humans - in an era of Assholes A Theory a documentary featured on CBC Gem. Assholes are one level, but Narcisstic Psychopaths are a whole other level of EVIL and VILE examples.

What can you do when you run into a depraved human such as this - Simple. Spend thousands of dollars and Sell your house, Relocate away from the Psychopath and finally, write about the experience in your blog to warn others. (:

Here is a simple explanation about this asshole who once sought to ruin my day: (Remember Assholes and Narcissists are similar, both use others and take advantage of the kindness and trust others offer, violating every moral fiber of your true being, Psychopaths have no moral compass and will use lies and deceit to hurt others, they are are the most dangerous of all the Assholes - while basking themselves in your suffering - and once you identify the undeniable, the best course of action is to pack up and leave for GREENER PASTURES of a distance that is palatable to your whole family. And Win!

Malignant narcissism is one of several types of narcissism. The five main types include:

1. Overt narcissism 
2. Covert narcissism
3. Communal narcissism
4. Antagonistic narcissism
5. Malignant narcissism

Malignant narcissism is considered by many to be the most severe type.2 That’s why it helps to recognize when you have someone with this condition in your life and what to expect from interactions with them. This knowledge can also provide insight into how to deal with them in the healthiest way possible.

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How to Identify a Malignant Narcissist

What It Means to Be a Malignant Narcissist

Beyond the desire to focus primarily on themselves and be held in high regard by virtually everyone in their lives, people with malignant narcissism tend to have a darker side to their self-absorption. These individuals can be highly manipulative and don't care who they hurt as long as they get their own way.

Although there is only one official diagnosis for narcissism (narcissistic personality disorder), there are different types. Someone with grandiose narcissism, for instance, requires excessive praise and attention; while someone with vulnerable narcissism tends to have a lot of anxiety and need a lot of supportive attention.

So how does malignant narcissism differ from narcissism? The primary difference is that while narcissism involves symptoms of grandiosity and low empathy for others, a malignant narcissist tends to have more severe symptoms as well as symptoms of other co-occurring personality disorders.

Among the different types, people with malignant narcissism are by far the most harmful to others. Social psychologist Erich Fromm, who first coined the term malignant narcissism, called people with this type "the quintessence of evil."1

People with this subtype contain the general traits of NPD, including regular egocentricity. They also have antisocial traits and even a sadistic streak, as well as a poor sense of self and lack of empathy. There is often some paranoia involved with malignant narcissism as well.3 

Some experts see little difference between malignant narcissism and psychopathy in that both have antisocial behavior and low empathy.4

Signs Someone Is a Malignant Narcissist

The signs and symptoms of narcissistic personality disorder (NPD), including their severity, can vary. Here are common characteristics of malignant narcissists:1

• Preoccupied with fantasies about beauty, brilliance, success, and power
• Unable to handle criticism
• Likely to lash out if they feel slighted
• Tends to exploit others to get what they want
• Overly concerned with appearance
• Expects to be treated as superior and craves validation, known as narcissistic supply
• Lacks empathy for others
• Inflated sense of self and difficulty with self-regulation
• No remorse for harming others and unwilling to apologize unless it benefits them
• Believes they deserve the best of everything
• Tends to dominate conversations and mistreat those seen as inferior
• Hides insecurity and has a weak sense of self
• Tendency to blame others for their own bad behavior

Additional signs of malignant narcissism can include:

• Seeing the world in black-and-white terms, including seeing others as either friend or foe
• Seeking to win at all costs, leaving a great amount of pain, frustration, and even heartache in their wake
• Not caring about the pain they cause others—or maybe even enjoying it and experiencing it as empowering
• Doing what it takes to protect themselves from loss, inconvenience, or failing to get what they want in any situation

Narcissistic Personality Test

Causes of Malignant Narcissism

The reasons a person becomes a malignant narcissist is not known.5 As with most mental health disorders, NPD can develop as a result of a combination of factors. For instance, the following childhood experiences can contribute to the development of NPD:6

Perrotta G. Narcissism and psychopathological profiles: Definitions, clinical contexts, neurobiological aspects and clinical treatments. J Clin Cases Rep. 2020; 4(85):12-25. doi:10.46619/joccr.20021.S5-1003

• Abuse
• Excessive parental pampering
• Overly authoritarian parenting
• Unpredictable care

Evidence shows that having a close relative with NPD can increase the risk of developing the condition as well.7 It's also possible that neurobiology may play a role. According to research published in 2021, some patients with NPD have been found to have altered grey and white brain matter.6

Source: https://www.verywellmind.com/how-to-recognize-a-malignant-narcissist-4164528

Source: https://www.cbc.ca/documentarychannel/docs/assholes-a-theory

Bicycle Touring Adventures in Turkestan, China // Exploring the Himalayas on Bicycles // Fitness test

The Plan: To Cross China from the Deserts of East Turkestan (Taklamakan Desert Region and the Tian Shan Mountain Ranges to the Silk Road) and emerge across the Himalayas. 

Duration: Approximately 50-60 days.

Cycling Route: 3200 kilometers / 1988 miles 

East to West (Train to Urumqi 3700 kilometers, 36 hours)

HIMALAYAS X 2011 STATS:

MODE: MTB Mountain Bike

TOTAL DAYS: 45 

DAYS ON: 38 days pedaling

DAYS OFF: 7 rest and injury days

ALTITUDE: N/A meters / feet of altitude change on course

DISTANCE: 3200 kilometers / 1988 miles

FOOD CONSUMED: 20 loaves of Nan bread, 2 kilograms of oatmeal with raisins, apricots and dates, 45 mega-packs of vitamins/minerals, 1.5 kilogram of Gatorade (making 50 liters)

6 jars of pickles, 10 liters of grazing Goat milk, 8 bowls of noodles/meat/fat, 2 kilograms of rice.

WEIGHT: Start 96 kilograms. 10 weeks cross-fit 85 kilograms. Completion weight 70 kilograms. 

EQUIPMENT CARRIED: Northface Tadpole2 Tent, Thermarest Lite, 4-season down sleeping bag.
EQUIPMENT DAMAGED: Rear wheel split 360 degrees, repaired with block of wood, hammer and electrical PVC tape roll, 1 bicycle tube patch.

PHOTOS TAKEN: 1500

SONGS PLAYED: 14
TRAIN RIDES: 37.5 HOURS
FERRY: Incheon, South Korea to Tianjin, China

In late June 2011, I started driving at 3:00am from Gangneung, Gangwon-do Province, South Korea across South Korea and arrived at 6:00am at the Incheon port.  I was in time for the large passenger-freight Ferry scheduled to cross over the Sea of China, To travel onwards from the Korean port City of Incheon with 3,000,000 inhabitants across the sea that separates the Korean peninsula from mainland China's Tianjin City, home to 12,500,000 people! The passenger ferry was the cheapest option with a bicycle and camping equipment to reach China overland or sea, about 140,000 Won.

Getting to Beijing from Tianjin port was actually fairly simple but you needed to be persuasive to get into any public transportation. I needed to take a local bus from the Port of Tianjin into the city center, then transfer to a Bullet train into Beijing home to 21,500,000 people!  The Chinese train personnel like to say, May-O (no) and I would reply, Cui ma! (yes). Be prepared to win the argument.

Beixingchao was a neighbourhood which I was the most familiar with navigating. Late nights or morning restaurants and bars were busy until 6:00am, and the back alleys with little signage presented some challenges to find my friend's apartment, but even then, 50 days later, I found the old bike chained to a lamp post, and knocked on Craig Kirk's door again, after cycling across China.

The train loading all persons in Beijing was overcrowded, oversold, overworked, hot and humid. I took my place in between the train's passenger cars, but the ticket to travel 3000 kilometers costs only $50.00.  In full cycling clothing, prepared for the enduring 36 hours of standing straight up, this is what you can expect when you haven't made a reservation and schools out for the summer.

Boarding a train in Beijing

I want to share the view from between the train cars, this is where I stayed for a day and a half en route to Urumqi. My fellow train travelers both Uighur and Chinese, all were friendly and we all had the same goal to reach our distance destinations. I had no idea the train ride would take as long as it did, and the conditions, it was definitely one of the challenging situations I had to be patient enough to complete, no bathrooms, no food, I just kept drinking boiled water and sweat for hours and hours across the deserts of China. Here's a 1 minute video of conditions inside the train across China, now imagine being in this exact situation for 3700 kilometers or 36 hours, respectively. It's rough on the swelling legs and ankles, when I reached Urumqi, I began taking large horse pill sized aspirins 3x a day to thin the blood which pooled inside my legs and ankles. The physical condition improved once I was cycling again, outside of Urumqi, I spent about 3 days there with a host that hosted me in my recovery condition before leaving on the bicycle tour on my own again.

My overland train ride from Beijing to the destination city of Urumqi, in Xinjiang which is also known as East Turkestan by the local Uighur Turkic speaking, mostly Muslim inhabitants whose ancestors had crossed over the Silk Road through Kashgar, hundreds of generations ago from Turkey and the Middle East. In 2011, the year of my travels, the civil unrest in Urumqi had boiled over the previous year with violent clashes between the Uighur people and the ethnic immigating Chinese from the East. This summer, the police forces were visible in groups of 5-10 officers marching along streets in Urumqi and Korla, the cities all along the route were closely patrolled, but for my time here, I only had a few confrontations with any police authorities, not to say, Uyghurs had their lives dictated and closely controlled by these Chinese and co-participating Uighur police officers.

Individually, the Chinese and the Uyghurs were some of the friendliest people I have ever met on the road. Unfortunately, the Chinese developments in East Turkestan oil and mineral rich region come without a mutually-participating local Uyghur people involved in that development process. So, the new highway is indeed silk, cities are developing and growing with Chinese immigrating there, but it displaced the Uyghurs and this boiled over into civil unrest. As a visitor, I was treated with respect by Uyghurs and Chinese, but I witnessed the bullying Chinese police who enlist Uyghur officers to harass innocent people. It was much worse in this region for the Uyghur people when I read from  the news and websites, the discrimination of Uyghurs continues to this day.

It's politically western China today, this wilder western edge containing the Taklamakan Desert and the Tarim Basin lay between the Tian Shan Mountains in the north and the Southern Silk Road (Marco Polo) in the South, the Taklamakan Desert runs between them, and the Tarim Desert Highway stretches (552 kilometers) between Luntai and Meifung. I chose the Tarim Desert Highway because of a family I stayed with over the weekend in Korla, their father and his friend had worked there for China Petrol companies and recommended the route directly across the desert. The desert highway route consists of undulating desert hills which have been conquered by smooth tarmac ashphalt roads with small patches of grassland alongside it, protecting from the entrenching desert sands. The highway is frequented by truckers hauling gasoline tankers mostly, or the highway is deserted for most of the 5 days and 552 kilometers I pedaled through there.

From Urumqi, the bicycle route follows a main highway south that crosses the Tian Shan Mountains. Finding adequate water resupply thins right out in the mountains, I had to ask truckers for refills from their thermos bottles. Many boiled their water on stoves, and often passing motorists would hand out a bottle of water. There were streams running in the Tian Shan mountains, and Uighur villages with mud brick houses, but they were off the highway and seen in the distance. Once I reached Korla, you enter a new city, and it was well developed with paved wide roads and apartment blocks, street food vendors on main boulevards. I met a family in Korla, and the father's were coworkers from China Petrol, they expalined the way through the Taklamakan Desert which I made part of my route towards the Tibetan plateau. I took a long approach to reach the Tibetan region south of the Taklamakan and Aksai Chin Mountains because I had no idea if my access south would be permitted or not.

 

Do it yourself front racks assembled in Beijing.

These sisters helped their parents and sold watermelons from this blue moto-truck. 

Having a Map of China, helped ease navigation because it had Chinese characters and English. I could correlate between the highway signs and the map. It is also a great segway when talking to locals to refer to the map and to name all the places you have visited, and to point out where you are heading. They will sometimes make suggestions, and it engages everyone in conversation.

The Belt highway G314 was built right beside villages like this one. 

 A Mosque in Toksun small village. The G314 runs southwest from Urumqi, Xinjiang towards Khunjerab Pass, which is on the northern border of Pakistan. It is 1,948 kilometres (1,210 mi) in length. It goes southeast from Urumchi and south of Toksun it turns west and follows the north side of the Tarim Basin to Kashgar.   //   Source: [Wikipedia]

I visited a Chinese-themed park outside of Korla. My hosts all emigrated to this region from Eastern China. They were excellent and generous hosts! I saw the city developments, much like in Urumqi, developed by Chinese and populated by Chinese. In these settings, it would be easy to not see the plight of the Uyghur culture, whom have lived in this region for a much longer time.

My hosts and their families playing Mahjong by the man-made lake park in Korla. 

See that soldier on the horse, I will do that on a bicycle over the next few months.

Uyghurs in East Turkestan were friendly and curious about my bicycle and tour ahead, I told them I was from Canada, there was little response, I would refer to my paternal grandmother and say ROMANIA! And I would always get a positive response from people along this section of the Silk Road. (: My grandmother was born in Satu Mare, capital of Satu Mare County, Romania. The Uyghur people reminded me of unknown distant relatives, and I received their welcome on this journey.

Modern asphalt highway built by the Chinese, the Belt Road or New Silk Road, and the Tian Shan Mountains, the surrounding deserts, contrasting with aquaducts and trees seen in the left of the above photo in the populated town of Luntai, north of the Taklamakan Desert.

The locals boil water and drink it. I suspect that thermophiles still exist in the post-boiled water that is distributed and widely available from plastic thermos bottles in small hotels, gas stations, truck drivers, etc. since I collected it to refill bottles randomly, I consumed the water and had explosive diarrhea, see above photo! The cure was concentrated ginseng in paper cartons of glass flasks available at local shops and pharmacies in larger cities. Ginseng, indeed cured my shits and helped me throughout the roughest parts of this journey. I also used the remedy in the Himalayas.

Bam! And a fly already there to cash in on it!  I was hanging off bridges to launch these stomach eruptions into the culverts, this one got away too early! 

Through the barb wire fence, and into the rocky desert field, this was my campsite location for the night. Fortunately, having the Thermarest, and there was a sandy bank near those shrubs, allowed me to sleep flat on the ground off the rocky surface. I would ride until dark and setup camp in places like this. The Tian Shan Mountains southern border is in the background of this photo.

Refreshments all the products are Made in China. I would buy their sweet tea bottles.

 Road camp / Truck stop along the G314.

 Rough living at it's best. The Uighur cook prepared meat dishes for truckers and myself.

This truck driver and I got along well, he understood some English and acted as a translator. Later in the evening when more local truckers gathered, we hung out together and talked before I went back to my tent for some sleep. The cook (on left with white cylinder hat) had a gas generator running to light his open air street restaurant. The meat he served there, was laying out all day in the sun.

The cook and road stop restaurant entrepreneur. He burned random branches and wood that washed or blew across fields adjacent to the highway.

I got along with everyone except one man, he wasn't in any of my pictures. He threw stones at my tent and over my head hitting the other tent building. Eventually, I confronted him and grabbed his shirt by his neck while others translated to cool off the situation. He was a redneck in these parts.

Truckers took time to test ride the bike, many asked where was my engine, suggesting still, that I needed to travel by motorcycle as it is so much faster than a bicycle.

 Highway sign for Luntai. The road south from the G314 to the Tarim Desert Highway.

Local shop in Luntai. Definite must-stop before crossing the 552 kilometer Tarim Desert Highway.

 With City officials in Korla, Turkestan.

 Wonderful hosts in Korla, we met at a petrol station and I ended spending the entire weekend.

 Street meats, no kidding there! Meat and bones out in the fresh air to view!

PART TWO of this Post: 

Himalayan Bicycle Touring along the Tibetan plateau.

 Further into the journey I cycled from Chengdu into the Himalayas. This is guest meal check in at a hostel. The group of cyclists I'm with are cycling to Lhasa, I woke from a wild camp in a field to see 10 cyclists all riding by above me. I flagged them down and joined their touring group en route.

 Kangding, Gateway to Tibet.

 The open rooftop of the Kangding Guest house / Hostel.

 A professor and student I met from Fudong University, Shanghai

 The professor and I walked up into the mountains surrounding Kangding City

 Tibetan scripts, which should be better preserved and respected than this.

 Local students on a school picnic.

 Inside a hair salon in Kangding, and outside the hair salon in Kangding. Remains of a Yak.

 Commercial Tour Operator's group of American students in front of another Guesthouse

Met a cool French traveller on the streets in Kangding, he is traveling western China for the summer

 This is how they build a house in this region. Bricks and cement, not a traditional Tibetan wooden structure.

 

Some cyclists designed this T-shirt, my favorite part is the Tibetan language.

 Himalayan bonfire near the hotsprings, it was a spooky highlight of the visit. A hike up into the mountains at night and then a soak in the thermal pools.

More adventures from the Himalayas coming soon! (From old photo stock...)