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So much more than a place to rest

March 18, 2010 By Jillian

We’ve seen so many things in the last year: nearly twenty-five countries, the ruins of civilizations, four oceans, new continents and perhaps thousands of new people. We prepared for this trip by saving money, researching the practical financial, health and emotional considerations, but one thing we hardly touched was our itinerary. We hardly knew what to expect and while we had an idea of our initial direction, many of you may remember the answer we gave last year when asked where we would go…everywhere. While our route hasn’t surprised us very much, there has been one thing that we hadn’t relied on, the kindness and incredible hospitality we’ve received. The best experiences of the last year are by far those with other people, generally people we don’t know that well that extend an invitation for a drink, dinner or a place to rest.

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Both Danny and I have written a lot about our couchsurfing experiences, and often these are the memories we hold- not the museum, ruins or places we’ve been. It’s true that travel is about people, for had it not been for a swiss couple in Honduras we never would have done La Moskitia. Had it not been for the other four on our salar de uyuni trip I would have thought the whole thing rather boring. Had it not been for the man we met hiking in Argentina and his invitation to stay with his family, the garden route would have been another beautiful coast not a place we’ll always fondly remember. In fact, had we not struck up various small talk conversations on buses, tours and even boats over the last year we would have missed out on getting to know some pretty incredible people who have given us memories that we’ll never forget. They’ve given us a home, a place to rest, a welcome into their lives, often not knowing much about us beyond our names and faces. Without knowing it these people have provided us so much more than a comfortable place to rest our heads, or good conversation. They’ve given us the comfort of being with a family again, the feeling of hanging out with old friends, and the sense of normalcy.

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No amount of preparation and planning can prepare a traveler for what its like to be away from home for a year. It might sound weird to those at home, but we miss the everyday routine and normalcy of home. It’s a strange bout of homesickness when you start to miss getting up for work everyday, but trust me after a year it starts to happen.

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So if you’re one of those people, and I believe many of you are, who we’ve met along the way, and who stay in touch through our blog: thank you, gracias, merci, danke for everything. For adding a bit of normalcy to our lives, for unknowingly relieving our homesickness and for making us feel welcome. There is no way we can express our appreciation for what you’ve done except to pass it forward and to say we couldn’t have done it without you.

Filed Under: Africa, Headline, Tanzania Tagged With: cultures, holiday, hospitality, people, tourism, travel

How do you measure a year?

March 17, 2010 By Jillian

525,600 minutes. How do you measure a year in a life?

Some people said we were crazy. Some people said we were awesome. Some people said we’d be back within 3 months, some people said we’d never return. “It’s my dream to do that” some people said, while others shook their head unable to understand. We just didn’t know what to think, and when we stepped into Mexico last year we were about as prepared as we could have been for a journey that’s impossible to prepare for…

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525,600 minutes. How do we describe a year on the road?

There’s the bad: countless nights in nondescript hotel rooms, countless hours in transit on an overcrowded, smelly, sweaty bus, countless times we’ve said no to a hotel tout or aggressive street vendor and the numerous times we have to ask a question to get the “real” answer. And there’s the good: countless heartwarming conversations with locals who welcome us into their homes, invite us for a drink or intercede on our behalf to make sure we get the real price. Countless times we’ve received a genuine smile and hello, been told to enjoy a country, been given a phone number should we need anything or been directed to the right location despite our awful map or poor command of the language. How can we sum up these experiences and tell you what a year on the road is like? It’s incredible, it’s awful, it’s amazing, it’s hard. It’s everything we thought it would be and nothing at all like we expected. We’ve learned that the world is a great big place, and to quote many travelers we meet, the world is “same, same, but different.”

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So after a year how do we feel?  Are we tired, happy, ready to come home or looking forward to pressing on?

We’re all those emotions and more. Ask us at any moment and you can get any one of a thousand answers. Most importantly though, we’re thankful. Thankful each morning that we’re able to travel and spend such a long time getting to know the rest of the world. Thankful that we’ve made it this far and appreciative of all the experiences- the good, the bad and the ugly, that this trip has given us. Thankful of the people we’ve met and the places we’ve been. Our mantra is the day we wake up and stop appreciating the world around us is the day we decide to go home. Today is not that day and I’m not sure when that day will be. Whenever it is though, we have no regrets. We’re happy that we took this chance, happy that we’ve done this trip, happy with the experiences we’ve had.

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525,600 minutes. How can you measure a year in a life?

Filed Under: Africa, Featured, Headline, Tanzania Tagged With: holiday, tourism, travel

Whirlwind tour of Namibia

February 25, 2010 By Jillian

My boss used to say, it was real and it was good but it wasn’t real good.  That was Namibia. Namibia is a beautiful country, but it was difficult. Unable to get money out of several ATM’s, we had visions of wandering through the desert without cash or petrol.   Not exactly a “real good” start.

Namibia is a incredibly striking country, from the arid desert of the south to the lush forests in the north.  We only had a short amount of time in Namibia so we skipped things like sand boarding, which we had done in Peru and Nicaragua and instead spent our time, soaking in natural hot springs in the desert, climbing 100m high red sand dunes for sunrise, and night time game spotting.

At 65 degrees Celsius, the natural hot springs at Ai-Ais were to hot to even put a full foot in, so instead we opted for the indoor hot springs where the water is pumped into jacuzzi’s and slightly cooler. The national park accommodations were gorgeous and resembled a spa, but something about paying almost $40 a night to camp there put a bad taste in our mouth.

The scene repeated itself over and over again throughout Namibia, incredible natural beauty, incredible price tag.  See what  I mean, real and good, just not real good. By the time we reached Etosha National Park, a park we’d heard phenomenal things about since arriving on the continent, we were wondering if it was all worth it on a trip like ours.

We’ve seen a lot of game, but we went to Etosha having not seen any leopards nor cheetah.  Driving through the park we felt completely alone and went nearly two hours without seeing another car, or anything besides Zebra and Impala.  Just as we were about to turn around and head to camp we spotted a lion walking across the road 100 feet from the car.  Pulling slowly closer, we saw two juveniles sitting in the shade next to the road.  We watched the three of them from about 20 feet away, until the lions, who could care less about the approach of our vehicle, raised up slowly and walked to a nearby watering hole.  Excited at the proximity of our encounter we clamored on about how happy we were until we spotted a male…sitting at the edge of the road.  He sat no further from our car than two or three feet. When we zoom in on his picture, we can actually see the reflection of our car in the lions eye.  Talk about incredible.  In the end we saw six lions resting in the shade, but none ever as close at the male.

Tipped off by another traveler to say at Halali Camp  for its floodlight watering hole, we pulled into camp having spent the rest of the afternoon searching for another close encounter.  That night honey badgers came through the camp.  One of the most feared and aggressive animals in Africa, no animal messes with a honey badger.  Fortunately they moved on, and we walked out to the watering hole around 10pm.  Hearing rustling, we stepped into the viewing area and immediately spotted a rhinoceros in the light.  A few minutes later her calf appeared quickly followed by another rmother and calf.  As they stood drinking, playing and eating, a leopard (our first sighting, finally completing the big five!) approached through the trees.  Annoyed at the cats presence, the mothers stomped and false charged at the leopard. No sooner did the rhinoceroses defend their territory did we hear something approaching from the darkness.  Standing at attention, the leopard decided it was time to disappear into the darkness.

Like a King arriving at court, a male elephant crashed through the trees.  Unhappy to find someone else at his watering hole, he chased the rhinoceroses away before drinking, splashing and eating to his hearts content.  We’ve seen elephants chase buffalo, zebra and ostrich from a watering hole, but never rhinoceroses.  Although the elephant succeeded in scaring off the leopard, the rhinoceroses hung in the shadows, waiting for his highness to leave.  After having his fill, the elephant meandered away, or so we thought.  The rhinoceroses, emerging from the darkness, cautiously approached the watering hole only to have the elephant come at them from behind.  Running back into the bush the rhinoceroses waited until the elephant was completely gone, which took quite some time, before one mother and calf reappeared.  In the end it was an incredible moment, best summed up by the Italian guy on the bench near us.  “Wow.” Couldn’t have said it better myself. By the time we left Etosha our list of sightings sounded like a “12 nights of Christmas song”, which to our pleasure included two leopards!

Etosha was definitely the highlight of our time in Namibia, and the country is certainly beautiful and interesting, but we never felt comfortable in Namibia.  People were friendly, but not warm, polite but not welcoming.  Granted we only spent a little less than a week in the entire country, so its really not fair to pass judgment, but we never felt that we were able to see and experience “real” Namibia.

Filed Under: Africa, Headline, Namibia Tagged With: animals, camping, safari, travel

Changing Perspective Through Experience

February 24, 2010 By Jillian

Through Central and South America my question to every hospedaje, hostel and hotel receptionist was “Tiene agua caliente?” (Do you have hot water?). More often than not the answer was “yes, but…” and I would find myself faced with the dreaded electric shower head. While I have heard that some find the electric shock of the electric shower to be a nice wake up in the morning, I hated it and complained loudly the first dozen times it happened. Well, perhaps more than just the first dozen. Traveling provides many new experiences, but perhaps more important than the electric shower-head, is the new perspective those experiences can bring. Things don’t seem so bad once you have something worse to compare it to or as good once you have something better. We’re often asked how did you like (insert famous structure/country/city here), and its hard to respond. “Well, where have you been before?” we often ask for it doesn’t matter what we think of it, it matters how we think it compares to the famous structure/country/city you’ve been to before.

In trying to make places relative, we say things like: “Rio de Janero is the love child of New York and Miami,” to an American or “Capetown is like the San Francisco of South Africa.” While this works for some people it won’t mean anything to you if you haven’t been to New York, Miami or San Francisco. When travelers refer to Buenos Aires as the Paris of South America I have to question- have you been to Paris? Because what I love most about Paris—the sidewalk cafes—are severely lacking in Buenos Aires. That is not to say that Buenos Aires isn’t incredible, because it certainly is, but it is not Paris in South America.

Managing expectations becomes a chore, and when we’re trying to size up whether its worth the time, money and effort to go somewhere we often read between the lines and try to figure out what new experience or perspective we’ll get from going there. Sometimes its as selfish as, I just want a few days on a cheap beach with cold beer (ok then we’re off to Mozambique), and other times its I’m looking for the real Africa (then we’re off to Lesotho). Not every travel experience is going to have a profound impact on you, let’s face it, the fifth time you’ve gone to a beach isn’t not life changing, but maybe the little recharge you get from being somewhere different, from meeting a new person, maybe that small experience changes your perspective and makes yesterdays problems seem small in comparison. So next time you’re frustrated at life, work or home, remember you don’t need to go around the world to change your perspective just a new experience.

Filed Under: Africa, Headline, South Africa Tagged With: cultural differences, travel

Capetown- the San Francisco of the South

February 23, 2010 By Danny

I don’t know if its called the San Francisco of the Southern Hemisphere, but if it isn’t and the name catches on, well you heard it here first. The winelands are close by. There is a famous prison in the bay. The vibe is cosmopolitan. The coast is wonderful but without a wetsuit you might find yourself a bit cold. Cape Town has the world’s largest population of Great White Sharks, followed by the waters off shore of San Fran. I suppose the biggest difference, on the surface anyway, is that San Francisco is dotted by huge hills whereas Cape Town is divided by a huge mountain. But, that’s just the surface I’m talking about.

Cape Town was founded when Portuguese sailors 400 years ago were looking to go east and found Table Mountain instead. Eventually the need was realized for a couple of lighthouses on the point (the first one was too high and always shrouded in fog) and a permanent settlement was established, complete with wine courtesy of the Dutch. The need for cheap labor lead to slave imports (from Angola, Madagascar, and Asia) which is a large part of the reason Cape Town is so cosmopolitan today. Much of its own history, like that of the entire country, has been shaped by events in Europe as Capetown slipped from the Portuguese to the Dutch and then to the British.

The city is beautiful to look at but it is not without its blemishes. During Apartheid the government, as the story goes, couldn’t have things be so cosmopolitan and so they took to demolishing one of the most vibrant parts of the city, District 6. (If you’ve seen the movie District 9, currently up for best picture at the Oscars, you might notice some similarities.) Naturally District 6 was a poor area but it was a mixed area for coloreds, (that means mixed race here) blacks, Jews, whites, and you get the picture. With this area knocked out, as it still is today, people were force ably removed to the other side of the mountain where many continue to reside today in squatters camps and shanty towns. The glitz and glamor of the coastline condos to these camps could not be in greater contrast.

After spending a good day hiking up Table Mountain to look down on the city below, we realized the city does have a lot on offer: diving just offshore, hiking all over the place, and enjoying the best of waterfront nightlife. There are plenty of museums to keep you busy and it is has a real, walkable, downtown area which is not something we’ve seen since Buenos Aires. Between the funky boutiques lining Long Street and the Green Market Craft Square, the downtown is a nice mix of Africa and funky cosmopolitan. This town may remind me of San Fransisco, but while in SF I’ve never seen baboons or watch as street performers dance and sing zulu war songs while sipping my cheap, local wine.

Filed Under: Africa, Headline, Hike, South Africa Tagged With: cities, hiking, travel

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