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8.28.2012

Getaways

Pittsburgh, PA: The Howlers' Coyote Cafe.



Tuscarora State Forest, PA: Illegal camping.

Nowhereland, Millersville and Shartlesville, PA: Spelunking and succumbing to tourist traps.

Pennsylvania sounded like this, played out like this and tasted like this.
Three days of nothing but pure happy.

Gratitude list 08.28

  1. I'm really into friends' music blogs lately.
  2. Seeing the creative endeavors of those around me is incredibly inspiring.
  3. Has anyone seen any productivity improvement with the help of the Pomodoro Technique?
  4. The Doobie Brothers are currently crooning one of my favorite childhood poems from my record player. Thanks, Jerry.
  5. I'm still clinging desperately to summer like a middle-schooler, but consolation lies in all things pumpkin.

7.30.2012

Scratching the Travel Bug bites

I took a little trip this weekend.

Pardon the grainy texture--I took this over the sleeping window-seat guy's shoulder.



It was a quick jaunt to the small-but-feisty Athens, GA. The weather was hotter, the drinks were cheaper and the pace, thank deity of choice, was blessedly slower.

Not that derogatory bass-akwards, slow-as-molasses kind of slow. Just a laid back, enjoying-the-moment variety.

(L) Touring one of my Athens-based stations; (R) Sporting their swag back in the office



This was my first solo work trip (thanks, upper management!)--proposed, planned and executed by moi (except for the post-trip drink companion). And for so many reasons, it was a weekend full of awesome. Faces were put to names that I normally only see via email. Those typically known as "competitors" confirmed their true nature as compadres. All kinds of new friends were made.


There was music (so much music) and kickball and dancing and food (so much food) and plenty of general debauchery.

Photo Cred: Twin Hearts Photography

It was so. hard. to go back to work this morning. If I wasn't as crazy about my job and the fellow weirdos that sit in the back office with me, I probably would have just skipped the return flight. Because as much as I love Jersey City (read: a lot) and the excitement that this area has to offer...

I know that this is not my final destination.
And that I'm just storing my belongings in hotel drawers while my suitcase takes a breather.

9.20.2011

Guest Post: Davinia Hamilton Deals with Loneliness

I am unceasingly impressed by people who have enough confidence to rise above their fears, by those individuals who realize that they themselves are greater than the imaginary barriers of the mind. This is why I'm thrilled to announce that today's post is from Malta expat Davinia Hamilton. She recently relocated to Dublin, and shares below her methods of dealing with loneliness.


Moving abroad: How to deal with loneliness

Last month, I finally realized my lifelong dream of living abroad when I left my home country of Malta and made the big move to Dublin, Ireland. The first few days were dream-like. It still felt like a holiday, and so my thoughts never even tuned into loneliness. I was on a high of sightseeing, shopping for pretty things to put in my new room and pinching myself every five minutes to make sure all this was really happening.

And then, slowly, as the high started to wear off, I began to feel lonely. The homesickness – something I’d never expected myself to feel – started to set in. Sure, I live with two flatmates – among them my best friend – but they are both at work during the day and I had moved a month before college was due to start, which meant I had to entertain myself during the day for an entire month.

Lucky for me, there is always something happening in Dublin, so there really are no excuses. It really is just a matter of getting off your backside and getting out there and doing things. But then, especially on a student’s budget, you can’t quite take yourself to lunch and a movie very often. Some days you find yourself sitting at home, eating cup noodles and feeling quite miserable because you miss your family and friends, and in my case my boyfriend who I lived with back home.

So how do you overcome loneliness when you’ve just moved away from the place you called home? How do you go about making new friends in a new city?

Turn to acquaintances
Do you have any acquaintances at all in this new place? Maybe a fellow blogger who you’ve been conversing with via email for a while? Perhaps a former colleague or classmate who moved too? A relative or a friend of a friend? Now’s the time to get in touch with them. Send them an email or give them a ring and let them know that you’re around and you’d love to hang out with them sometime. Chances are, they were in your situation when they first moved and they’ll be more than happy to help a fellow human being feel more at home. You may find that you actually get along with them really well; what’s more, they’ll have friends they can introduce you to, and that’s how your circle of friends will grow.

Remember old friends
Just because you’ve left your home town doesn’t mean you can forget the loved ones you left behind. Have Skype dates with your close friends. If your girlfriends always met up for wine and a pizza at home every Friday night, ask if you can continue to join them via your webcam. Seeing old friends helps you feel less homesick if you’re having an off day and a friend can remind you that you’ve done the right thing by moving, especially if they’ve heard you complain for years about how much you want to travel.

Do new things
When you move to your new home, keep an eye out for groups you can join. Always fancied yourself an actress? Join a drama club! Want to learn how to make a mean Baked Alaska? Get yourself into a cookery class. Taking part in activities helps you feel involved in the community and also allows you to meet people with similar interests. Most people are lovely and, when they realize you are new, will go out of their way to befriend you.

Love yourself
Being away from home is a great exercise in self-love. There will be times when you will have to be on your own and you will have to learn to enjoy your own company. Since I moved (and I don’t share a bedroom with my boyfriend any more), I’ve begun to read a lot more,  I watch way more soppy films and I’ve started to meditate again. During the day, sometimes, I just wander out of the house and walk around this lovely city all on my own, just enjoying the sights and the experience. And I’ve realized that, yes actually, I do like my own company sometimes, and it’s hard to feel lonely if you’re holding a great book and a big mug of hot chocolate.


Davinia Hamilton is a blogger, entrepreneur and serial Tweeter. She is currently studying for an M.Sc. in Applied Digital Media and likes to sing, take photos of everything and read books about quantum physics. 

8.15.2011

Monster Monday & A Mark Twain Announcement

“Travel is fatal to prejudice, bigotry, and narrow-mindedness, and many of our people need it sorely on these accounts. Broad, wholesome, charitable views of men and things cannot be acquired by vegetating in one little corner of the earth all one’s lifetime.” —Mark Twain, 1857

Being in total agreement with the wise (and often wonderfully irreverent) Mr. Twain, I've been planning to do a little prejudice, bigotry and narrow-mindedness slaying of my own. I took the biggest step yesterday by booking this:


And am now doing nothing but trying to breathe, breathe, breathe. The levels of excitement, nerves, joy and terror are overwhelming.

After completing undergrad in December, I'll be running around Rishikesh, Dehradun and a few other cities in north India, teaching English and computer skills to middle schoolers (I'm sure they'll teach me a thing or two, as well), exploring the Himalayas and maybe even leaving some footprints in Nepal.

Is this my life?

The best part is that yes, it really is. And it is awesome.

Updates--and more importantly, loads of questions--to come as the date approaches. Right now, just going to keep breathing.


PS: I hear that unRonic has trained this little critter to actually tolerate being picked up and cuddled. Can't wait to test out the new trick in a few weeks.

Excuse me, I'm trying to bathe back here.


8.08.2011

Monster Monday & Four Reasons to See Colorado

Two and a half weeks until my reunion with this little pig. Er, rabbit.

Must. Eat. All the pellets. In. The Cup.

I just returned to Wichita from a week spent exploring Buena Vista, Leadville and Salida, Colorado. In other words, I went from 75 degrees at 8,000 feet to 110 degress at 1,000 feet. Can't. Breathe.

Reasons I plan to eventually return (semi-permanently, perhaps?):

1. The natural scenery.


We went a little succulent-crazy at the farmers' market.



2. The creativity.


Ski fence in Leadville.

3. The history.


My future fixer-upper home and future pet deer.

4. The consignment shops.


This is my dad with our purchases from a Leadville thrift store (check out the recycled bags they gave us!) and our celebratory $1 beers. Yeah. $1.

You may laugh at that last point, but I was blown away by how down-to-earth secondhand shopping was. Experience has taught me that buying something "vintage" means paying more, not less, than the item originally cost.

Yes, New York. I'm looking at you.

Maybe this time next year the Southwest Conservation Corps will need a few new members. If so, hellooo long-term camping.

What vacation spot rejuvenates your soul?

7.17.2011

10 Reasons You've Gotta See the North Fork

I don't really consider myself Hamptons material. All those name-brand sunglasses and high end hotels and cars that probably cost more than my house...I just can't swing that budget. Or that attitude.

But the North Fork? Totally different story.
Beautiful landscape + local food and drink + unpretentiousness = my kinda place.

Top 10 Reasons to Visit Long Island's North Fork

1. You can pack up breakfast and watch a gorgeous sunrise over the bay. Fo' free.


Homemade soda bread and peach jam. Hecho en mi cocina.






2. You can eat top notch Stromboli and Sicilian pizza for a less-than-$10-meal.

Village Pizza: new tradition.

3. A giant concrete duck lives at the southern end. And a slightly wacko (but very charming) hippie woman sells souvenirs in his belly.


4. You can visit a goat farm and sample products that will blow your mind. And tastebuds.



Three-herb goat cheese. Cranberry goat cheese. Honey & Lavender goat cheese.

Obviously not for sampling.
Definitely for sampling.

5, 6, 7, 8 & 9. You can taste wine. 
Like, tons of wine. 
Seriously, SO MUCH WINE. 

For not much money.

I mean, if you want to go all out, that's totally possible. Some wines are priced at several hundred dollars.

But on the other end of the spectrum, we walked away with three delicious bottles--they let us taste, first--for a total of 20 bucks.





Duuuude, look at all this wine.


10. After only a 30-minute drive to the southern end, you can spend your whole afternoon camped out on the beach. With your new bottles of wine. 

Okay, the last part is not exactly legal. I'll leave that to your discretion.


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