Now that we’ve been to Italy – and had us a lot of gelato in the country – we really get the obsession that gelato devotees have with the stuff.
During this travel adventure, we’ve had a few days that are a pretty accurate representation on what life is often like for us on the road. Balancing working and exploring can be frustrating at times. And, because we’re away from home-base so much, we try hard to keep fitness and some awareness of nutrition an active part of the mix (or this would be a weight loss blog).
We loved Bologna the minute we arrived. By the time we made our way to our hotel – we even splurged and got a cab – it was well into the evening and dark.
Having arrived in italy and ready to start our “pick a random city” experiment, we had only one thing on our minds.
Whether one should travel to a country or not, based on what is going on internally there, is one of the thorny questions for every traveler. Right now, Egypt is in the midst of some internal turmoil (though we all hope it ends soon) and in this post, I address my feelings on current travel there.
During my week in Jordan, I saw Roman ruins in Amman, the world wonders of Petra and the Dead Sea and the desert/canyons of Wadi Rum. Anything else you think should be on the list of must-see sights in Jordan?
One of the things that surprised me when I traveled in the Middle East earlier this year was that there are some really good wines made in that part of the world. Both Lebanon and Israel have a series of good wineries, but I was most pleasantly surprised by the Zumot Winery in Jordan. There were some wines here that would retail for $60-100, if the label said Napa Valley.
I was lucky enough to get to the Monte Carlo train station while it was almost empty one afternoon this summer, so I had a chance to take some longer exposure shots and turn them into HDR photos. I hope you enjoy them, as it is one of the prettier stations I went to on the Ultimate Train Challenge.
Dear Older (hopefully healthy!) Selves:
Remember all of the talking you used to do about getting to the Cinque Terre one day? Well, this letter is about what happened back in 2011 when you were hoping to make it there, but it didn’t work out.
You’ve probably forgotten a lot over the last few decades, so let us refresh your memories…
Last night I cried. I cried tears of happiness as the first baby of the family was born. I cried because I couldn’t be there physically to hold her in my arms. There is one thing that I am ever so grateful for – today’s technology. We are connected at a level that has never been seen before in history.
Contrary to popular belief, there are no jaguars in the Jaguar Rescue Center. Long story to be honest – but that doesn’t mean that you shouldn’t take the time to hit this place up. It was a gloomy, rainy day – something we had gotten used to over the past 3-4 months had gotten used to over the past 3-4 months following rainy season south.
Our latest adventure begins.
Notes from our first few days in London…
There are different ways to travel for an extended period of time. You can save up money for a while and then quit your job like I did, travel and work various jobs along the way, or find a more permanent job that involves traveling. For Nadine Sykora, traveling and sharing her experiences through Youtube videos is her job.
When I think back to the summer I spent in Ghana, the first memory that comes to mind is of the night I spent at Big Milly’s Backyard in the small fishing village of Kokrobite.
I almost felt as if I had this force field deep inside me, waiting to erupt. It was becoming so nagging that if I didn’t exert this energy somewhere I was about to seriously go crazy. This is how I describe my burning desire to travel the world and the feeling I felt everyday walking into my waitressing job.
I want to travel back in time to the experience that gave birth to my travel bug. It all happened during the year of 2005. It was my last semester of high school, and spending four months in Paraguay, South America was an opportunity offered by my school as an co-op program in exchange for six credits. I was 17 years old, and boarding my first plane without my parents to a foreign land called Paraguay.
One of my favourite things to do when I first arrive in a new place, is drop my bags somewhere safe and go on a no time restraint, no specific direction, no plans, kind of walk. I let my senses guide me in the direction of excitement and adventure. I stop and chat to people I meet along the way, take in my surroundings, and test my willingness to try new things.
Break out the champagne. 2012 marks the 5 year anniversary of our No Vacation Required Life.
The first week in November 2011 sees the number of trips listed on Globetrooper by travelers seeking travel partners top 1000 unique trip proposals and ideas.
Adventurer travelers and vacationers use Globetrooper to meet and network with like minded explorers.
Using the trip creation wizard a user may create a unique trip idea or elect to join an existing trip.
Following on from this users ( or Globetroopers ) utilize the social networking tools within the site such as following trips, private messaging and conventional email to arrange meet ups, plan trips and bring travel ideas to fruition.
We’ve been talking about the importance of setting limits as you build a reputation and earn the ability to decline work. We want to share our experience grappling with (um, stumbling through?) setting limits in the hope that it will help you more effectively carve out your own path from the get go.
In Zagreb, Croatia I randomly walked into the Museum of Broken Relationships thinking that it would make the subject of a funny post lightly making light of the subject matter. An hour later I walked out thinking it was perhaps the best museum I have ever been to. It was breathtaking in its emotional connection to me.
The Damascus Souk is simply my favorite market in the world. It is huge. Simply huge. And the variety of products you can see and buy there is immense. Here are just a few of my hundreds of photographs I took on my last trip there, before things blew up in Syria.
After going to the Running of the Bulls in Pamplona, I thought my close encounters with animal races were over, but no. The Running of the Donkeys happens at the end of a lovely three day festival in the small down of Sali on an island off the Croatian Coast. As you can tell from the pictures, it is a blast.
I just heard on the radio that being exhausted is as dangerous as being drunk. After our “mindful milage run,” I believe it.
We’ve temporarily fallen off of the vegetarian wagon. And, when we fall, we like to fall hard. We’ll give you the details of that top-notch monster of a reuben. Because we’ve had a couple margaritas, we’re also going to spill the beans on our other favorite, over-the-top sandwiches. Reserved, of course, for when we fall… hard.
“I have mixed feelings about it. I mean, wouldn’t their time be better spent looking for jobs?”
That’s what a friend said the other day when we told him that we were going to check out what was going on with Seattle’s version of Occupy Wall Street. In touching base with other family members and friends, we were shocked to learn that many people think the movement is comprised of mostly homeless and jobless people.
Confession. We had about the biggest argument in the history of our relationship on the day that can be best defined as our “breaking free” moment. Tragic, I know.
We love food. Let’s get that out of the way right up front.
We enjoy going out for a killer meal, cooking up a Thai feast at home and diving into an over-the-top dessert. But there’s a shadow side to our ability to indulge.