Saturday, October 30, 2010

Travel Envy

One of the things I do when I've sick of work but have a lot to do is browse travel sites while waiting on the server to respond.  A few weeks ago I got an email with a link to a blog about what influences your travel decisions.  It asked a panel of travel bloggers if nationality, gender, age or religion was the highest consideration when making a choice about your next trip.

Interesting.  What influences my travel decisions?  At least nationality (I don't go where there's violence against Americans or the US Gvt says I can't go) and gender.  I do like to travel by myself, but I like to go places where I can get by speaking English and where women are basically equals in society when traveling solo.  And I especially like to go where I can visit with someone I know some of the time.  Luckily age hasn't been a limitation for me yet.  But I do feel an urgency to visit as much of the world as possible as soon as possible.  I really regret not traveling around when I was "young and carefree" and willing to stay in questionable hotels/hostels.  Right now I really like having airline tickets to mark the beginning and end of an adventure and at least a place to stay the first night.  During my pondering about religion and my trips, I had a funny a-ha moment where I realized I have probably crossed that line from being religious to not -- and that is still uncomfortable to say.  A different blog perhaps.  But even back when I still fooled myself into thinking I was religious, I would be fascinated to see other religions and their influence on culture...but probably not enough to make it the deciding factor for a trip.

So after I'd thought about what influences my travel, I read the rest of the blog.  Honestly, that took me a few days -- probably 2 weeks, if I were to tell the truth.  And more than half of it was last night sitting on the couch with Iggy's new iPad waiting for him to finish whatever he was doing so we could watch a movie.

Most of the travelers in the blog are truly independent and sound like they would never consider stooping to a pre-arranged tour.  I am 90% sure that if I traveled enough then I would be the same way.  But several years ago I took a tour bus trip of ...er... the UK or Great Britain?  Great Britain (we didn't see any of Ireland -- a regretful omission).  Granted, other than one grandson, myself and my companion were the only ones under 50 on the bus.  So while I had a great time, I'd like to save those trips for when I am a senior citizen.  Much like the panelist Michael Schneider.  He and his wife are in their 60s and still doing "strenuous" travel (he mentioned kayaking and hiking recently) -- and will consider beaches and cruises later!  I hope to be writing that blog (or whatever new-fangled thing replaces blogs) in a couple decades!

The panelists would probably turn up their noses at my all-inclusive resort vacation this year too.  (Or at least delay it until they were 70.)  But in my life even that has its place now.  That Mexico trip was probably one of my favorites (even without the wedding, but having everyone cater to or defer to me for that probably fed my ego more than I care to admit).  It was so cool to have all the families and friends meet each other in a neutral site.  It was nice to take the "turf" and some of the obligation and the "timeframe" out of the picture.  No one was really there long enough to figure out those areas where I know they'd disagree (respectfully, of course) and everyone was free to do different activities but to hang out when they wanted to.  I like to think everyone got something for themselves out of the trip -- even if I did force them to spend their hard-earned vacation days and $ on a place and time of my choosing.  Iggy and I have a "stay 5 days and get 3 days free coupon" for the anniversary of our trip.  So we're likely to do a repeat all-inclusive stay next year.

One of the most interesting comments was at the end and was on gender (which most panelists seemed to admit was at least an unconscious or unwilling consideration).  It is (sadly) still easier to be respected as a man in basically any culture.  Regarding that, one panelist (Wade Shepard) said, "I am surely missing something."  Think about that for a minute.  By itself the quote could be saying that he's missing out on the experience of living in the world as a woman.  But, I admit, that quote is a little out of context.  It comes after a paragraph on how he's observed his wife being treated when he's not with her -- and how it would be disprectful to *the man* to treat the woman like that if she were with a man.  (!!! Do NOT get me started!)  The whole quote is "This stuff [cat-calls, ass-grabs, propositions, etc.] does not happen when I am around, and it is my impression that women may travel in a very different world than I. I am surely missing something."

I love the sentence on it's own for the double meaning.  But I also like what he's saying...

One panelist (Dave) says he alternates extremes on his trips.  This is a fascinating idea.  Like one time I could go on a humanitarian trip to an African country to help build a schoolhouse then the next time I could go to a Scandinavian country for a week of indulgence and spa treatments.  Poverty then luxury.  Giving back then selfishly taking.  Both sound fun to me.  I probably do this to a lesser degree on a subconscious level since I really enjoy variety, new experiences and learning.

Another panelist had an interesting comment on the concept of novelty.  Nellie Huang is from Singapore and her partner is from Spain.  So traveling to the Mediterranean or north Africa might feel exotic for her, but would be ho-hum for her traveling companion.  Likewise Indonesia or Asia might not feel as exotic to her as it would for someone else.  Along with this as a consideration for me comes comfort zone.  Being a military brat made me comfortable in situations where I couldn't understand a word being said.  Not that I like it.  But it doesn't freak me out.  It didn't occur to me until traveling with someone outside of my family that this might bother other people.  I remember once in Switzerland after 4 or 5 days of making the effort to use my high-school French on signs and when with people when they'd stop me in the street to ask directions (a huge compliment that they didn't just assume I was a foreigner) just wanting someone to talk American (not English) and to have a diet Coke (not a Coca Cola light) and have a McDonald's hamburger (something I rarely crave when in the States).  So I get the comfort zone thing.  But it doesn't happen to me on day one.  And the next morning after my Swiss-induced homesickness, I was ready for whatever came my way even if it involved butchering the French language some more and some odd food (with the exception of "Chinese Fondue").

The most interesting panelist to me was Angelina Hart.  She has this concept of raising "global children" and takes her daughters on what I would consider atypical trips.  Would most moms consider taking their daughters to Iran?  Especially when they were under 10 years old?  Wow.  Seriously.  I wanted to be 10 and be her daughter.  And then I wondered who the daughters hang out with.  I remember coming back to the States from Greece (not nearly as unusual) and not having much in common with the kids here.  Of course, her daughters live in the US and just visit other countries so maybe those are apples and oranges, so to speak.  But an interesting goal -- to raise global children.

In the end I am cognizant of my jealousy of these people and their lives.  I can't wait for my next trip, but at the moment I have too much to consciously plan it (obviously my priorities are out of whack).  But I indulge myself with a minute at a time here and there on my non-work computer while chained to my desk...and dream about river cruises through Eastern European countries or a Nile cruise and some time pretending to be Agatha Christie on a dig in Egypt.  Or visiting Casablanca.  Or Antarctica.  Or...

Friday, October 29, 2010

Jealous of the Commute (Really?!?)

Traditionally some of my girlfriends (the chix) go to the Zoo Lights in December.  I've been the least consistent member, I think, even though my best friend organizes it.  Not really sure what that's about, but maybe something to think about later.

At any rate, she sent the email today asking what day we'd all like to go.  And in the zoo announcement about the lights was a link to a blog on riding your bike to work for a year.  That's quite a commitment.  I used to live about 4 miles from my work for about a year.  I can probably count the number of times I rode my bike to work on both hands without reusing any of the fingers.  Which is odd because I really love to ride my bike -- actually, living at that apartment was when I rediscovered riding my bike and bought a "serious" bike with my tax return.

I think it's really cool that the zoo is challenging its employees to have a lower carbon footprint right here, right now!  It's a way many of us could contribute to a better planet by acting locally.

The blog is OK -- a little sparse (only monthly updates).  But I think it might be hard to write a blog that your work links to and share too much "genuinely" -- I would always have that filter in place.

I am impressed by her ability to get to volleyball in various cities after work -- and by the amount of difference it's making (1 tank of gas in 3 weeks, a family vacation where they used only public transportation, etc.).

But I am also confused by using people who drive to work to help you out.  Sure carpools are better, but if you don't use them consistently then some days the driver rides alone...and it sounds like if you have a kid then someone has to drive to work to have the flexibility to deal with unforeseen issues.  Which vaguely reminds me of my work friend in the early 90s who announced that "since I'm pregnant I need a cell phone."  I mean babies have been born for ... probably millennia ... without the aid of cell phones.  And kids have had to wait for parents in the past.  Not that I would be any different in either situation.  At any rate.

Maybe I'm just jealous because I don't get to ride my bike to work (I work at home).  I wish I had a commute so I could squeeze in a little exercise twice a day in already "wasted" time.  Yeah, it's probably that...

Can't wait to hear how she does in the winter -- or if that means she mostly takes the bus.  (BTW - her command of the bus system is impressive.  When I took the bus I basically only knew my one route and didn't ever try to get too fancy if a bus was crowded.)

Wednesday, September 8, 2010

Change the World for $1 a Day

Speaking of projects where you use $1/day like the previously-mentioned dress project, I saw a site today sponsored by GoodReads that had the concept of donating $1/day for 1000 days.  The specific project was to send books to Africa:


$1/day seems like so little.  And then there's the rest of the math:
  • Monthly—$30 a month (Pay Period = Monthly, Donation Amount = $30)
  • Quarterly—$91 a quarter (Pay Period = Quarterly, Donation Amount = $91)
  • Semi-Annually—$182 twice a year (Pay Period = Semi-Yearly, Donation Amount = $182)
  • Annually—$365 a year (Pay Period = Yearly, Donation Amount = $365)
  • One-Time—$1,000 (Pay Period = One-Time, Donation Amount = $1,000) 
Even the $365 seems like "not much" when I think of it as all I'd have if I put a $1 in a bucket every day at the end of a year (excepting Leap Year, of course).  The funny thing is that it starts to feel a little different if you ask me if I want to write you a check today for $365...

In a sorta related item, you could change your world for some "spare change"...  I have never really understood the appeal of Bank of America's Keep the Change program: Bank of America will round up every Visa debit card purchase to the next dollar and deposit the difference in your account.  What freaks me out about that is that I hate being imprecise.  I am wondering if all the rounding up with play havoc with my ability to guess how much I have in my account at any given time.  I know you may think that the need to be precise and guessing at my account balance are opposites, but they're not.  I really do know, maybe not down to the penny, but in general I know if I can make a purchase or not.  If you were taking out a few extra pennies every time, I could end up in really big trouble.  I've seen Office Space.  I know what pennies do.  The linked article on the Keep The Change program said that it's unlikely to help you unless you can get to the point of saving $5000.  And if you can save that much, you should probably be putting your money into something with higher yields.

But still, we're taking a small amount and ending up with something big after a while.  So, can I commit to it?  Is it worth it?  Is it enough?

Monday, September 6, 2010

Exploring the Kama Sutra in 69 days!

Just kidding.  Although that was a suggestion when I asked for project ideas.  Bet you can't guess who suggested that!

I got some other interesting ideas for one-off posts and a link to a blog where a woman re-created a dress a day on a budget that was fascinating.  Good idea, but I have no time for projects which require time. (sigh)

I got a couple of ideas for longer-term projects like
  • volunteering and blogging about those experiences (I used to love taking my dog to a Boulder, CO halfway house so that she could participate in pet therapy.  Alas, my current pooch, while super-sweet and quite a character, doesn't have the temperament for that.  I could consider other volunteer opportunities -- like I've always wanted to help with Habitat for Humanity.)
  • reuniting with lost friends or those relatives that live down the street that you never call and only see if another relative visits from out of state and sharing that experience (I should totally do this and feel guilty for avoiding it -- I almost didn't mention it here!)
I found a writing class I wanted to take, but got scared of the commitment.  My job takes all hours of the day some days and is so unpredictable that I just couldn't justify spending any money on anything.  (I actually did decide to learn Spanish a couple of years ago, but only made 2 of the 5 classes due to work.)

The search continues...in the meantime I will write up mid-year reviews for my team (a new job task I've never had to do previously and which is not proving to be all that fun).  Wheeeeee~~!

Friday, August 27, 2010

A Few of My Favorite Things

Travel, Lattes, Independence
This was taken on my trip last year to visit Calle in New Zealand. After a 3-day sailing adventure that we went on together, I got to spend a lot of time exploring by myself during the day when she was at work. It was a nice, sorta independent time, but also with the comfort of knowing I would be going to hang out with someone I really enjoyed in the evening. The other thing I really like about this photo (besides the very artful pattern the barista made for me) is that I love lattes. They're like comfort food in the mornings. I love having a latte and watching people walk by the window. Or while reading a book.  It  makes me slow down and appreciate the peace of the moment.

Bling, Rain, Dogs, Flowers, Family
I adore shiny things. So these raindrops were like special sparkly treasures. It doesn't rain that much in Colorado, so I always enjoy it when it does. I was dog-sitting at the time for two huge, lovable, fluffy Old English Sheepdogs named Cromwell and Hastings. (Awesome names -- I feel like I should cultivate a British accent just to hang out with them.) And there's always the sentimental side when I see or take flower photographs. When we moved to Colorado my grandma on my Dad's side used to come and visit. She grew prize-winning orchids in her basement and had a fascination for alpine tundra flowers. I think she went on every guided nature walk that Rocky Mountain National Park ever offered. And I think she cataloged every possible variety of flower there. When we moved her out of her house she literally had a dozen+ boxes of flower photos (not shoeboxes, think bigger, like a box that would hold a shelf of books). So I've seen a couple flower photos in my lifetime...and I guess I didn't fall far from the tree if I'm also taking them.

Bike Rides, Outside, Autumn
The picture above was taken on a bike ride around Dillon Lake with my buddy, Becca.  We happened to be there on the perfect day to see all the Aspen colors -- and it was sunny too!  Can't get any luckier than that.  I can't describe how much I like riding my bike.  It's the best tax return investment I've ever made.  Riding is when my brain processes through most of those sticky thoughts or bottled-up things that I don't easily let go.  Being outside is a part of that.  I like the feeling of huge open space and nothing over my head to hold it all in.  It lets those sticky, bottled-up bits just float right out.  Plus I think I might be part plant or something because I feel better when in the sunshine.  I like exercising, too, because it lets me be a little less careful about what I eat (or it used to - sigh) and I'm always chasing that feeling of coordination and fitting into my space that comes with it.  I prefer to ride by myself most of the time because I'm terrible at pacing and hate holding people back.  Plus from the articles I read on riding it seems like there's a pack order and a social/physical obligation to contribute to the pace by taking the lead sometimes.  That would totally defeat the purpose of me letting my brain unwind.

Split-Aparts
I know this is a cheesy picture, but I look like I was the page of some magazine!  The sepia tones, the symbolic "new view" of opening the curtains, the way the beautician did my hair, the fact that I don't look too chubby, etc.  All nice work from the photographer.  But this really symbolizes being a part of a team. I like working together and accomplishing something bigger than you could by yourself.  Those little things you learn from other people -- little on the fly tidbits or the new ways to see something -- fascinate me.  And marriage is the ultimate team, right?  The two of you against the world?  Before I get to carried away, I better move off that topic, but you get the basic point, right?  Just one more thing -- apparently the notion of split-aparts is something I got from a movie I don't remember ever seeing.  I'm terrible at remembering movies.

Ice Hockey, The Path Less Traveled, Art
This is a statue of a jazz band in the wintertime in Reykjavik, Iceland.  Nobody goes to Iceland in the winter on purpose, right?  Most tourists go in the summers for all the outdoor activities.  But for this atypical tourist excursion, I went with my women's ice hockey team.  I love ice hockey -- it can be quick, physical, strategic, and still a finesse game all at once.  The women's teams I have played on seem to be very interested in setting up plays and learning to work together (men's teams seem to be more about the physical and individual glory).  Sadly, for the Iceland tournament, my team didn't do any scoring on the ice (hee), but we do have some great stories to tell!

And that's how I arrived at the new image at the top of this blog page - it's almost all of my favorite things all smushed together into one collage.