The Liebster Award; A Blog of Honor

Posted on March 3, 2013 by admin

Although I have been traveling for most of my life, it is just within the last year I decided to start a blog.  Through the wonderful world of Twitter, I have met some of the nicest people with whom I share common interests, first and foremost, travel. As it turns out, these clever bloggers have come up with a way to honor and further build this wonderful community; The Liebster Award. It is a great way to get to know other bloggers, hear some of their stories, and see whose blogs they recommend.  For those of you who have never heard of it, here is the basic premise;

  1. You are nominated by a fellow blogger, who gives you 11 questions to answer.
  2. In your own blog, you post your answers to their questions.
  3. You, in turn, nominate 11 bloggers of your choosing.
  4. You come up with 11 questions of your own for them to answer.

And so on, and so on… Not only has it made me new friends and followers, but the perspective gained by reading about others’ tales from the road only inspires more travel and blogging! It’s a perfect little tool to make the sometimes cold and vast expanse of the interwebs a little more warm and fuzzy.

So, when my friend Rob, @Travellatte, nominated me, I felt exactly what the Liebster Award is intended to make one feel; honored.

Without further ado, then, I give you my acceptance speech for the Liebster Award, which is to say the answers to Rob’s 11 questions! Thank you so much, Rob, for including inviting me in to this wonderful group of individuals, including you!

What’s your Go To photo gear?  Not what you’re hauling out for that frame-worthy landscape, but your daily blogging workhorse?  Are you slinging a DSLR? Smartphone? Point & Shoot?

Truthfully only recently have I discovered the effect of a photograph on its viewers. I am a woman of many words, and will typically go all Hemingway on your ass when telling the tales of my journeys so you’re right there with me.  It’s only through blogging, to which I

am new, I’ve come to relearn the old adage that a picture can truly speak 1000 words, thus shortening my blog by about as much haha.  I have a Canon PowerShot that accompanies me everywhere since I received it as a Christmas present.  Before that, I rarely had a camera with me on my travels, which a growing part of me regrets. Perhaps someday I will invest in more professional equipment, but for now I will continue to rely on my verbosity, and hope no one judges me too harshly for istock photos and the occasionally slightly blurry personal ones!

What is your favorite piece of travel tech (high or low)?

I am the proud owner of a Powerbag. I have a tendency to drain the battery life of my phone… it’s not like I check it constantly, or get caught up playing mindlessly addicting games whilst waiting at the airport or trying to fall asleep at night. My Powerbag gives me security, and the ability to charge my phone when I need to. While it’s good to shut off the constant barrage of information to truly enjoy certain destinations, a charged phone can be a real lifesaver in others.

 Related to that, do you have a favorite travel app?

 I utilize TripIt, Wikitude, Kayak and Google Translate on the road a lot. As well as Google Sky. I love to know what constellations I should look out for wherever I am. Twitter is also a valuable tool for travelers. Through its travel community, Twitter provides much more information, especially hidden gems that might not be on the front page of attractions.

 Do you ever blog by device – phone / tablet?

 Actually, I may be one of the few people left in the world without a laptop. I have

notebooks and good old fashioned graphite or ink writing implements. Although some times it’s difficult for my hand to keep up with my brain, a greater feeling of self satisfaction comes to me when my writing is actually written. Of course, it’s typed once I reach home, but those notebooks have outlasted several PC’s, and mean much more to me than a document saved in Word.

What should you not leave home without…and when was the last time you left home without it?

 I really hate to fly. (See my blog, 66 Rowers for the reason why).  Important things I must have pre-flight are Valium, Xanax and Dramamine or Bonine. I forgot Tracy’s little helpers once. Once.  It was a short flight from Newark to Buffalo. My sister and I were heading to

Toronto to see Colm Wilkinson reprise his role as Jean Valjean in a limited time run of Les Miserables. It was the longest 50 minutes of either of our lives. I’m fairly certain we were on the prop plane Mrs. Phelps used to torture the team in the movie Major League, “Call the stewardess, Vaughn. I need one of those bags..”  When we arrived in Buffalo, it was hours before my equilibrium stabilized again.  But, it was a valuable lesson learned. Never again will I think, “Well, it’s only a 50 minute flight.. I’ll be ok, I guess.”

 Who are your blogging/writing/travel heroes and why?

 Before there were travel shows and Twitter, my heroes consisted mainly of authors. I’ve learned from, and been inspired by, the very real places described by authors such as; Freya Stark, Jan Morris and Ernest Hemingway. But I have also gained inspiration and imagination from fictional places set forth by the brilliance of William Goldman and J.R.R. Tolkien.  Since travel has taken the forefront in many arenas, I have developed respect and admiration for many more authors and TV personalities, such as Josh Gates, Scott Wilson and Justin Lucach, or Jim Gordon and Darren Parkman.  They all inspire adventure, fun, and learning about this beautiful planet, which is what I’m all about. My favorite people, however, are the wonderful friends I have met in the travel community on Twitter. Folks just like me; we have jobs that pay the rent, regular lives to which we must attend, but all have that gene inside us that makes us always eager to grab our passports and go.  They inspire me, encourage me, teach me, are magnificent representations of humanity and of what we are capable.  I am humbled and grateful to be in such amazing company.

 What intrigues you most about travel and blogging?

 To quickly define the reason I love travel is not an easy task. But for those of you who haven’t traveled much, or have yet to leave your own country for awhile, here is what I tell those in your position; experience does not come from a news station, radio personality or movie. Perspective is not gained by sitting idly by and watching the world around you from a chair in front of your computer.  Judgment cannot be passed on people you’ve never met face to face, or countries you’ve never been to.  It’s amazing the education that comes from traveling the world, and that far better than what one receives in a school or university.

It drives me absolutely insane to hear people arrogantly blather on about their vast wisdom and completely one dimensional view of how things really are from inside the neat

little bubble in which they reside.  To many, travel is about vacation, with drinks on the beach or hot chocolate on the slopes.  To me, travel is about awareness and enlightenment.  It’s wonderful to see the beauty of this planet, and there is always more to see, but the effect of exposure to different cultures, lands and people should be visceral.  Travel should change you. It should make you more self aware, as well as dilate your perspective.

 Whether you like to travel solo or have a travel BFF, what do you think makes that great?

 I prefer solo travel. I love having the freedom to sleep in if I want, or be up before the birds to head off on an adventure without having to worry about appeasing anyone but me. It is also a great way to meet new people and make friends all over the world. When traveling with others, I know I am less likely to branch out socially, unless I’m drunk. When alone, I am more likely to chat with a local in a shop or on the street. It often leads to discovering hidden places that only the locals know about, and seeing the destination on a deeper level than just the touristy one.

 

 Destination that surprised you the most, and how so?

 I’d have to say Devils Tower National Park,Wyoming.  I was told to head there by a friend who knew I would enjoy it. I figured I would, as I am a geology nerd, and Devils Tower is just an awesome geological oddity. What I didn’t expect was the spiritual journey it took me on.  This place has a personality, a mysterious and supernatural feel that struck me immediately. It is the original inspiration for my dedication to combining travel and learning. And I’m with Spielberg. If the aliens ever do land, I’m sure that’s the spot they’ll choose.

Favorite destination(s) or places you’ve been to the most?

I would visit Iceland and Greece over and over again. I am completely in love with the beauty of both these countries. I feel Iceland is completely underrated as an adventure destination.  Its breathtaking scenery and remarkable geology make every sight a postcard. The people are among the nicest in the world, and don’t let the name fool you, there is much more to see than ice.

Greece draws me not just for its historical and even mythological impact on the world, but because its islands truly represent paradise to me. Throw in those handsome and sexy embodiments of Adonis, and you’ll understand why a single girl will keep heading back there. ;)

 

Best trip ever?

 This may seem like a cop out, but I have trouble picking just one trip as the best ever.  Every trip I have taken has meant something special to me.  I will say that my love for travel keeps growing, and I hope some of my stories will inspire others to get out there and have their own adventures. I look forward to reading them!

 I’d like to once again thank my fellow traveler Rob for nominating me for the Liebster Award. I had fun sharing this information with you, and hope you enjoyed it!

I am pleased to introduce you to my nominees:

Gordon  @lethers snapsandscribbles.co.uk

Aggy  @dewtraveller dreamexplorewander.com

Derek  @the_HoliDaze theHolidaze.com

Mariella  @bridgekeeptrav bridgekeepingtraveller.com

Miret  @zurichvienna flaneriefeminine.com

Adam @travelsofadam travelsofadam.com

Dave @travel_version travelversion.wordpress.com

Swim and Staci @lifeofstaci beyondthediploma.com

Vanessa @turnipseeds turnipseedtravel.com

Rachel @vagabondbaker thevagabondbaker.wordpress.com

Alan and Nancy @RealityAbroad realityabroad.com

Here are my questions for the above bloggers! Have fun! Don’t forget to tweet me when you’ve completed your blog so I can retweet!

  1. Tell us about when you were first bitten by the travel bug, and who or what was responsible.
  2. Were you ever in a “sticky situation” on your travels? What happened?
  3. What place do you consider to be underrated as a travel destination?
  4. How many countries have you visited? Which would you live in if the opportunity arose?
  5.  How has travel changed your perception of the world and its peoples?
  6. What knowledge would you pass on to others regarding this change?
  7. Who are your travel inspirations and heroes?
  8. Traveling can, at times, be stressful.  How do you deal with these “on the road” bumps?
  9. What’s your favorite type of climate to visit? Cold, warm, tropical, frozen tundra..etc?
  10. What’s something you’ve eaten or experienced in another country that you wish you could get at home?
  11. What wisdom have you gained from a culture that might be considered less advanced than yours?

Have fun and Happy Travels!

-TK

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Education Vacation: 5 Organizations who will Expand Your Mind While Traveling

Posted on December 13, 2012 by admin

Vacations, for most people, mean lounging on the beach, turning off one’s mind and erasing the worries, hassles and stress from their lives.  But who said disengaging one’s brain was the best way to enjoy oneself on a trip?  In fact, turning off completely can have adverse affects on the mind and body, causing one to feel more lethargic upon returning home and making it harder to get back into the daily grind.
So, I propose a different theory. Why not learn something while away? Traveling the Earth should be a mind expanding experience, not a mind numbing one.  There are many things we can learn from each other, including; history, culture, and family dynamics.  There are also many things we can learn from the Earth itself, by examining the land and waters on it more closely.  Life seems so important in one’s little corner of the world, but upon seeing other countries and learning about its peoples, we gain a certain perspective and wisdom that is otherwise impossible to attain.

Here are 5 different organizations with one goal in mind; to educate.  Whatever perspective interests you, from Anthropology to Zoology, there’s a tour out there for you!  Pick one, and go learn!!

1. AMNH Expeditions Offered by the Natural History Museum in New York, these exciting trips include meals, beautiful scenery and a guided tour by an elite group of experts.  With trips all around the world, it’s difficult to choose just one of these fascinating expeditions. www.amnhexpeditions.org Recommendation:Peru and Machu Picchu in August 2013!

2. Road Scholar Tours Learn about foreign lands, and the differences that occur in cultures and wildlife. Explore a new part of the world, and hear from an expert about its phenomenal evolution to what it is today. www.roadscholar.org Recommendation:Tours of the beautiful Atacama Desert and Easter Island in February and October 2013!

3. Valor Tours So many wars fought the world over have changed this planet into the educational landmine it is today. Take a tour of a battlefield of your choosing, given by an historian, expert, or better yet, a veteran. Learn about what happened on these forever immortalized geological monuments from the people who studied it, internalized it, and lived it. www.valortours.com Recommendation: Ghost Soldiers of Bataan and Hellships Memorial Tour, April 2013. Book now!

4. Real Adventures If you’re a thrill seeker, Real Adventures has a tour for you. They offer many countries within which to plan your excursion.  Matriculate in the university of Earth with other eager students, where you will see foreign lands and absorb the knowledge given to you by your mobile professors.  After traveling with these well established experts, you’ll come back smarter, wiser and exhausted! www.realadventures.com Recommendation: Look for adventure safaris to Tanzania and Kenya in 2013!

 

 

5. Smithsonian Journeys Well, the name speaks for itself with these tours. Choose from a family package, or even a private tour. You’ll understand what all those history text books were saying once the Smithsonian experts give you a visual account of the land upon which it was made. www.smithsonianjourneys.org Recommendation: Echoes of the Past; Remembering the Civil War, in May 2013.

Most people take the world we live in for granted. Be one of the few who can not only talk about a thrilling vacation, but educate your listeners on the parts of the world they might not know about. There is always something to learn, there is always someplace to go. Get out there and see this beautiful planet you live on, and bring back a new knowledge or skill you will never gain sitting on your couch at home.

Happy learning and safe travels!

-TK

 

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Nerds In Paradigm: New York City Comic Con

Posted on December 3, 2012 by admin

New York City, the greatest city in the USA. Home to 8 million people, tourist destination to around 47 million per year, fluent in as many as 800 languages, home to American icons such as The Empire State Building and Times Square, and once a year, haven for the largest conglomeration of oddballs ever to sweep the city. If you’ve ever been to New York and seen its natives, you know not to underestimate this statement. Every Autumn, an invitation goes out for the meek, the weak, and the ultimate geeks to take center stage and have their own glorious pep rally. That’s right, folks.. it’s time for Comic Con.

Anyone who has ever felt that special feeling getting lost in a comic book, science fiction movie, or even a video game can surely appreciate everything the Con has to offer. Not only is it a festival of costumes and cosplay “actors”, but it is also a chance to meet your favorite iconic screen actors, who brought to life, for you, the beloved characters you’ve held in your heart since childhood.

Sure, sure… a certain admittance to oneself must be made. After all I went through in grade school, the teasing, the mocking. (My favorite nickname; Seemore.) It takes a strong, confident adult to happily include myself in the not so popular clique from which I struggled for so long to break free. But such is life. Embracing one’s qualities, no matter how they are perceived by others is the true testament to one’s character. And so, it was with great pride, dignity, and a retro green Dark Phoenix costume I trekked the arduous 40 minutes into Manhattan to attend my very first NYCC.

The first day I went up with my friend Tony, way more into comic books than me, but probably a lot less nerd overall. As we walked along the main floor, seeing aisle after aisle of comic book vendors, it quickly became clear to us that unless one of us was looking for something specific, which we weren’t, looking through them all was kind of a waste of time. So we simply enjoyed the sights. The lifelike toy models, the even more lifelike LEGO models, and the much less lifelike people in costumes made us realize that we were substantially underdressed in T-shirts and jeans. (I chickened out of wearing my costume. Maybe next year). Rule number one of Comic Con, plan ahead what you want to see, then simply enjoy the rest. There is just so much there, and without direction, one could easily miss the coolest thing ever. (As I almost did Day 2).

If you’re easily star struck, or wish to get as close as you ever will to some pretty famous actors and artists, there is no better place than NYCC. San Diego Comic Con, the International, and far more commercial Convention, hosts far more stars and television personalities, as well as about triple the attendees. It is nearly impossible to even see a favorite up close, unless you’re lucky enough to run into one on the floor. But New York is smaller, more clandestine, and since no one in New York really gives a shit about it, it’s much easier to get passes and get close to or meet the people whose artwork and portrayals impressed you in whatever way. Of course, all this comes at a price… they don’t give away stuff for free, unless it’s worthless. So be prepared to pay for a picture with Adam West, or an autograph from Carrie Fischer. Unless you’re clever enough to snap one whilst strolling by, with your camera on long range zoom, and your arm extended up as high as it will go… just make sure you keep your hand steady, or that awesome, but completely blurry, shot of Stan Lee taken over the security guard’s shoulder won’t be able to be included in your blog.

Should you decide to brave the land of misfit boys and girls, here are some quick survival tips.

Tip number 1: “Object known as a camera, vintage uncertain, origin unknown.” –Rod Serling, The Twilight Zone, A Most Unusual Camera. Be ready to snap photos. The Con is much like a great safari into the unknown. Creatures come out of nowhere, and one must be ready to capture them in their supernatural habitat. If you choose to wear a costume to the Con, be prepared to have your picture taken, often. If you’re simply an observer, be ready to snap shots just as often. Every corner I turned, there was an even better costume I felt I just had to get a picture of. From Predator, to Queen Amadala, Darth Mal to Harley Quinn, the elaborate details put into some of these costumes is just, well… awesome. Aside from the Halloween parade, the attractions set up for your enjoyment will truly blow your mind. I have never seen such incredible displays. Legos, artwork, lifesize constructions of characters, scenes, and even entire sets from movies, cartoons, comic books, video games and everything in between are literally everywhere. Keep your camera in hand and make sure your batteries are charged!

Tip number 2: “Take only what you need to survive..” –Lone Starr, Spaceballs. Don’t bring more money than you can afford to spend. Even if your plan is to just enjoy the sights and not collect or buy anything, trust me… something will catch your eye that you will just HAVE to have. The awesome collectibles, T-Shirts, trinkets and Not to mention the cafeteria area with coffee, food, ice cream, even fruit at the 3000% mark up will leave you broke in a day. If you can carry a backpack, do it. Fill it will snack bars, water and other needs to save some dollars. If you’re a coffee addict like me and just can’t resist a Starbuck’s iced mocha, prepare yourself to wait 45 minutes in line, and pay almost double the usual cost. Totally worth it, as far as I’m concerned… but do not let my addiction enable you. My suggestion, eat a large breakfast outside the Con and snack on your own stuff inside. New York will gladly take the rest of your money.

On Day 2, I went up with my friend Craig. He and I see eye to eye on all things nerd, which is good because our sports favorites differ greatly. Yes, it’s okay to be a nerd and also love sports. Don’t let anyone tell you differently. I had a plan for what I wanted to see, and Craig, my incredibly easy going friend, was in his terms, “along for the ride”. As a father of two young girls, he wanted to scan the scene for kid worthiness, as at least one daughter wanted desperately to accompany us. **Although adults are larger in attendance for the earlier days of the function, which is usually three full days plus a preview night, Sunday is usually considered “kids day”. We toured the floor again, saw some more cool stuff, like the tower of T-Shirts, and as we were walking we heard someone say, Joel Hodgson would be appearing for autographs at 3:30. This brings me to tip number three.

Tip number 3: “I know what you are planning, sir. I will not be surprised.” – Lt. Worf, Star Trek: The Next Generation, Parallels. Keep close tabs on what the Con has planned for you. For those of you who don’t know who Joel Hodgson is, he was the original star of Mystery Science Theater 3000. MST3K is a true cult classic, and probably, next to MASH, my favorite show of all time. It ran from 1988 to 1999, primarily on Comedy Central and SyFy in the US. For those of you who have no idea what it is, there are some episodes online for free viewing, the theme song tells the whole story, but the premise is this; a guy gets shot into space by his mean bosses who then force him to watch the cheesiest monster and sci-fi movies ever produced, with his robot buddies, Crow and Tom Servo, whom he builds to keep him company. The setting is the movie theater, where you, the audience, sit with the trio and listen to them make wise cracks, jokes, and unbelievably clever references throughout the flick. I may not be doing it justice in my description, but trust me it was one of the funniest shows ever on television. I have several VCR tapes of these said episodes, and… had I known he was going to be there, would have brought a couple for him to sign. Damn. Well, I could at least meet him and maybe get a photo with him and the ‘bots, which I had spied the previous day with Tony, who was my MST3K buddy, and with whom I still share favorite quips from the show.

The hours of the Con are 10 to 7 on full days, leaving an entire evening to explore the rest of New York. Craig and I spent Saturday night at my favorite bar in Manhattan, Tir na nOg at Penn Station. It has great food, a great atmosphere and the coolest bartenders anywhere. One cannot visit NYC without getting plastered with a friend at least once, if you can’t decide where to go, might I suggest this delightful Irish Pub.

Comic Con may not be for everyone, but of all the great attractions New York City has to offer, this one is definitely a recommendation if you enjoy Sci Fi, comics, or even just to hone your people watching skills. It is also, as far as I’m concerned, a better setting with much more to do on the off hours than its San Diego counterpart. The attractions, both inside and out, are as endless as the imagination with which one enjoys them.

By the way, I did finally wear that Dark Phoenix costume. Here’s a picture of me, and a couple of my spooky friends, from a party I attended for Halloween 2012.

-TK

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Ocular Intrusion: Traveling for the Ocularly Impaired

Posted on September 17, 2012 by admin

When you’re 20/20, life’s a dream.. No worries on vacation like, am I going to be able to read street signs in this foreign land? What if I lose my contacts? I hope no one sees me in my coke bottle glasses… Problem is, you just don’t realize how lucky you are. Those of us who require corrective lenses see the world a bit differently.. ok, that was an unfortunate pun. But no matter where myopes, hyperopes and presbyopes may decide to vacation, some extra planning should be done to ensure visual acuity throughout.

I worked in the optical field for many years. My knowledge has grown beyond the extent of your average blind bear. So I am going to share with you some myths I have had to quash among friends and family members, as well as some helpful tips when traveling with all four eyes.

1. One pair of glasses is never enough. Eyewear is considered, by many, an added accessory to one’s outfit, the perfect finishing touch to complete one’s appearance. Not really concerning themselves with function, many fashion victims have begged borrowed and stolen to have the exact frame that so and so has.. This is absolutely fine. While I’ve never really been a slave to fashion, I understand the importance of wanting to make a statement. Just keep in mind that wherever you go, your glasses will accompany you. So, if your next trip is a sail around the world, or go on an African safari, I would suggest a kick about pair of spec’s to take the beating, instead of your $500 Tiffany’s. It’s a pain in the butt to lose a pair of glasses on vacation, but it’s downright infuriating to lose an expensive pair over the side of a boat. I am speaking from experience when I say, it will ruin your trip. The anger from not being able to see, and the visceral shame from watching your hard earned money go overboard will not make you the life of the party. A cheap pair, or two, can be purchased at many retailers the world over. They are not as goofy as you might expect! You won’t be embarrassed to be seen in them, and you will be able to see!

2. Prescription sunglasses are a wise decision. First and foremost, if you do not own a pair of sunglasses, go buy one now! Most of us are aware of the dangerous effects ultraviolet rays have on our skin, but few of us realize the danger imposed on our eyes. UV radiation, whether from natural sunlight or artificial UV rays, can damage the eye’s surface tissues as well as the cornea, lens and retina. UV radiation can burn the front surface of the eye, much like sunburn on the skin. While most take the time to apply sunscreen, especially us fair gingers, many do not think to protect our sensitive eyes the same way. Sunglasses are the sunscreen for the eyes, and should be worn at all times when outdoors. What type of lenses to choose depends on the location in which they will be worn. A standard pair of shades should have 80% to 100% UV protection, (or 20% to 0% transmission of UV rays.) For boating, cross country skiing, golfing and all outdoor activities where there is a tremendous amount of glare, a polarized lens is recommended. For piloting, and downhill skiing , non-polarized lenses are the best choice, as polarized lenses will reduce visibility of images on LCD displays, and the ability to see ice patches in the snow. Another lens on the market that has a great reputation, but may not be the right choice is a photochromic, or transition lens. These are lenses which get dark when exposed to UV light, and lighten in lack there of. Important Note: they are NOT sunglasses! They will not work in a covered vehicle, as most windshields already have a UV filter on them, and most are not polarized. While they may look great, and be convenient for some activities, they are not the best protection for your eyes when direct sunlight is a constant. A dark tint, with a layer of polarization, is the optimum protection needed for total safety and comfort in most outdoor activities. Why prescription sunglasses? Again, I shall speak from experience. A number of things can go wrong with contacts. A tear, scratch or unfortunate loss can mean the difference between you actually seeing the whale frolicking next to your boat, or listening to the splashing whilst hearing about it from the obnoxiously unsympathetic dude next to you. While you may have a pair of non-prescription sunglasses for over your contacts, a pair made with your script will ensure you won’t miss any of the fantastic sights during your vacation. And speaking of boats… don’t forget to pick up a Croakie or a chain to keep them from falling off! Otherwise, bending halfway over the railing to catch a glimpse of your favorite shark may mean said shark has himself a new pair of Ray Bans, for lunch.


3, 2, 1… Contacts: Where contact lenses are concerned, your doctor can recommend the best and most cost efficient brand for you to purchase. But for those of you who fall into my category of myopia, which is one step better than bat, cheap contacts may not be an option. My lenses are made to order, as no company makes them in bulk. If you are familiar with what glasses prescriptions look like, I am a -15.50, to give you some scale. I loved when people would walk into my shop, and tell me they were blind. I’d look at the Rx, which was usually a – 1.00, and scoff, “Sonny, you don’t know what blind is!” Regardless of Rx, however, proper care of contacts is critical. Especially in places where cleaning solutions, eye care products, and even water may be scarce. Whatever solution you use, bring plenty! I usually have a bottle in my carry on bag, a bigger bottle in my suit case, and two storage cases. If you’re backpacking, make sure they’re protected from getting crushed or accidentally opened. Wherever you go during the day, it is very wise to bring your glasses with you, just in case. On the road, it’s best to be prepared for the worst, rather than not see it coming. Ugh… sorry about these puns. And at night, or when you go to bed, remove your contacts, clean and store them. There are brands of lenses that are “approved” for wear while sleeping, but a good doctor will tell you this is never a wise decision. I am in agreement. Any lens, no matter how thin, can damage the eye during REM sleep. Give your eyes a break, take them out, and clean them well.

4. Packing: There are many handy cases out there to pack both glasses and contacts for safe travel. A simple search online and you can find what you need. Cases that have space for both glasses and contacts can be convenient, but it’s wise to make a list of the things you will need for your trip. Length of trip will, of course, add to the space needed for supplies. Hard cases for glasses are better, for obvious reasons. Travel bottles can be used for solutions if you don’t trust the manufacturer’s design will stand up to the stress of your suitcase, carry on bag, or the TSA. The easier you make it for yourself to find everything, the less time will be spent dealing with it. If in a hotel, as far as my travel mates are concerned, half the counter is mine. Hotel staff will leave it alone for the most part, but a politely worded note such as, “Don’t touch my stuff, yo..” or, if you’re in China, “别碰我的东西, yo”, may put your mind at ease. If you’re out in the wilderness, however, neat and tidy never happens. Keep your solutions, cases and extras all in one spot. Do your best to keep them clean and dry. Plastic bags are an oxymoronic cheap and extremely valuable item for roughing it. Pre-moistened wipes for glasses and a small bottle of saline or rewetting solution can, and should, be kept in your cargo pants pocket for quick, easy access.

5. Be Careful! Hardly words that need to be uttered to travelers, but as I stated earlier, we only get two eyes, and we’re lucky to have them. Taking them for granted is a very easy thing to do. The gift of sight is, by far, one of the most underappreciated miracles of the human body. Talk to your doctor, follow his or her directions for your specific needs, and always be mindful of your precious peepers. Happy and safe travels, all!!

-TK

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Plane and Simple Life

Posted on September 5, 2012 by admin

I often miss the delightful ignorance of childhood, when the most important things in life were the simple pleasures of life itself. We keep those memories somewhere in the archives of our brains, to be brought out occasionally by specific triggers such as smell and sound. Our childhood friends were the best we ever had. Most of us have people we take for granted, they’re called “parents”. It’s almost expected of that ignorance to limit our ability to appreciate. But as we grow up, we realize that many of the things they said, okay everything they said, was correct, and we acknowledge them whilst wiping the egg off our faces. But occasionally, there’s an object in one’s memory that affects one just as deeply. A thing you never knew meant so much to you until it was gone, leaving you to wonder where it was, believing in all likelihood you’d never see it again.

I grew up in Wall Township, New Jersey. Encompassing a large area, it still remained a small town. It didn’t even have its own zip code… in whatever section you resided, the “real” neighboring town was your zip. I lived in the Belmar section, on Woolley Road. I knew all my neighbors, and we played together every day after school. Up the street from us, on an adjacent road, was the local park; Airplane Park. Situated on a triangular plot, surrounded by three roads, it was the best little park in the area. There was a swing set, big, painted sewer pipes, metal rocker animals, one of those spinning plates with the bars on it for holding on. Hell, there was even a cement slab in the middle that was always “home base” for games of tag. It didn’t take much to impress kids back then. We could play with anything, or nothing at all and have fun.

At the far corner of the park, nestled in the vertex of the isosceles, stood the most famous of all the playground “toys”, as well as the park’s namesake, an airplane. We knew it was a real plane, flown at some point. I vaguely remember my father, who used to work for the company that built that model, talking about it. What does a 7 year old retain, though? “Fighter plane, blah blah, Navy, blah blah, aircraft carrier, blah blah…” It meant absolutely nothing to me. All I knew was that climbing on, and in it, was fun. We would scale the then giant gap between the ground and the wings, crawl through the tail, through the fuselage, and come up out through the cockpit. If you were small enough, you could even crawl through the holes in the wings. Hornets used to nest in parts of the plane, too. And dodging them without being stung was a game we played. Of course, pretending the hornets were enemy fighter jets. Good times… good times.

But, alas, the thrills of childhood are quickly replaced with the stress and angst of being a teenager. I grew up, and like many others, those memories faded… until 1987, when I noticed the plane missing from the park. I freaked. Well… in my mind, I did. “Where’s my plane?” I thought. But again, being a teen, and a sullen, geeky one at that, I had other things to worry about. I honestly don’t remember if I asked my parents what happened to it. But as I’m sure I wanted to keep up appearances of hating them like you do when you’re a teenage girl, I assume I let it go.

More years went by. Having moved, but not too far away, I would pass the park from time to time, and smile. New toys had been brought in, plastic… scoff. The plane was metal, with many sharp edges. We were torn up from time to time, but we were kids, and our parents would yell at us for being reckless, but none ever thought to do anything about it. The building on the lot went from a post office to a nursery school. The town grew larger. New buildings went up, old ones came down. Progress. It wasn’t until years later, and my reluctant joining of Facebook, that I found out what happened to my little plane.

A friend of mine from school, followed the Facebook page for the Intrepid Air and Space Museum Museum, and I happened to see a post about the refurbishing taking place. Could it be?? I asked my friend, and he confirmed that this was, indeed, “our” plane. Struck by a wave of emotion, I immediately began following the news of the plane’s progress. Right up until the unveiling, on May 21, 2011. While I couldn’t make it up there for the unveiling, I did plan a trip, alone, to visit my old friend.

As it turns out, that plane was an F9F-8 Cougar, built by Grumman Aerospace (now Northrop Grumman) in 1955. It was retired from active duty in 1965, and was loaned to the park in 1969, where it remained until it was taken back by the Navy. The plane had suffered from 20 years of exposure to weather, vandalism and disrepair, and as it became increasingly more dangerous to play on, the Navy decided, wisely, to remove it from the park. It was eventually chosen to be restored, and displayed on the Intrepid Museum, located in Manhattan.

I went to visit him that Fall, and he is magnificent. A lot smaller than I remember, his colors were changed to blue and gold, which were the colors of the Intrepid planes in 1956. He was silver with yellow when at the park. I stood there for about an hour and just looked at him. Yes, it’s a “him” in my mind. Recalling all the good times I’d had on him, while also being painfully aware of the irony. This treasure that I blindly took for granted, seeing it as a favorite toy, not an integral machine in an armed force’s arsenal. It was difficult to choke back the tears, so I just let them roll. The guards were aware of my presence, walking by and smiling at me occasionally. When I began crying, one of them came up to me.
“You look sad, does this plane have special meaning to you?”
“Yes… I grew up on this plane. It’s just really good to see my old friend again.”

I know I mentioned in another blog my love for airplanes. And this Cougar was the cement, I believe, that affixed them to my heart. And I can happily say I am one of the very lucky few to see that object brought back from its presumed grave and restored to its original glory. It is forever validated as a very important part of my history, my memory, and my life. And though it certainly felt like it to me at first, there is no statute of limitations on appreciation.

I consider it a privilege to have spent my youth in a time when we were safe walking up the street alone. We were free to play on a vehicle that had tons of sharp edges, scrap metal and wires, as well as hornets’ nests all over it. And guess what? We survived. Crazy as I am, I like to think of what the plane was thinking while we were climbing all over it. If it could have spoken, it probably would have told its incredible story. And as kids, we wouldn’t have cared. But as adults, we come to see things with a perspective that is the sole product of the way we have lived. And that’s the big secret; to learn from your life, regardless of the life you’re living. Don’t take anything for granted, even though it may seem innocuous at the time. For all you know, you may literally be sitting on top of history.

And if you’re ever in New York City, stop by The Intrepid Museum, and say hello to my childhood friend. Tell him Tracy sent you.

For information on visiting New York City, and information about the Intrepid Museum, visit these sites.
www.visitnyc.org
www.intrepidmuseum.org
Check out Intrepid Museum on Facebook and Twitter @IntrepidMuseum

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Devils Tower: Close Encountered

Posted on August 22, 2012 by admin

I’ve never been one to just sit on a beach somewhere for two weeks and call it a vacation. (*coughs..BORING!). A perpetual student, the more interesting the story behind a destination, the more likely you’ll find me there. One of the most fascinating places in these United States, and perhaps one of the most underestimated, is more than deserving of a vacation, and a blog!

Devils Tower, located in the Black Hills of Wyoming near Belle Fourche River, is a place that should be visited by every American at least once. Its neighbor, Yellowstone National Park, may draw far more visitors with its geysers, calderas, wildlife and the largest supervolcano in North America. However, if you’ve never been to Devils Tower, don’t underestimate the impact it can have. Buried deep in legend, and still not resolutely explained by science, the Tower holds an air of mystery and spirituality that one must experience to believe. Newell F. Joyner, custodian of the Devils Tower National Monument from 1932-1947 wrote; “…practically all of the visitors to Devils Tower have unexpectedly thrilled at the magnificence, the symmetry, the color, and the manifestation of the forces of nature. They have been drawn out of the mundane and fleeting affairs of man, measured in minutes, and for awhile been lifted to the timeless realm of magnificent nature whose perpetuity of plan is but slightly and temporarily affected by the idiosyncrasies of man and the ‘catastrophic’ situations he develops.”** The monument is still revered as a place of great spirituality by local tribes, and the story of its creation lives on in their legendary tale.


The Lakota Indian legend tells of a group of lost children being chased by a giant bear. The youngsters climbed on top of a rock, and pleaded to the spirits to save them. The rock then grew up out of the Earth, raising them high and beyond the bear’s grasp. The bear clawed at the tower, in a futile attempt to reach them, and left giant grooves in the sides. This legend, passed down by the Lakota tribe, among many others, gives a whimsical and mysterious attribute to an already curious geological anomaly. Its Indian given name, Matȟó Thípila, or Bear Lodge was most likely misinterpreted by explorer Col. Richard Dodge, and his men. In the Lakota dictionary, the word for black bear is wahanksica, (pronounced wah-ON-ksee-cha), while the word for Bad God or dangerous spirit is wakansica, (pronounced wah-KON-she-cha). Two very similar words, with similar pronunciation, is probably what led the explorers to call it Bad God’s Tower, later shortened to Devils Tower.

Of course, the real existence of Bear Lodge is much more “grounded” in science. While there is still some debate as to exactly how the process of formation took place, most geologists agree that it was an intrusion of igneous material that created the Tower. In 1907, scientists Darton and O’Hara decided that Devils Tower must be an eroded remnant of a laccolith. A laccolith is a large mass of igneous rock which is intruded through sedimentary rock beds without reaching the surface, but makes a rounded bulge in the sedimentary layers above. As the heated rock cooled, cracks formed on its sides, creating the “fork groves in the mashed potatoes” effect Richard Dreyfuss showed us in the movie, Close Encounters of the Third Kind (1977), in which the Tower stars as a transfixing and ominous beacon for contact between humans and alien beings. It was the perfect choice. This otherworldly apparition gives metaphorical meaning to our very limited understanding of the universe. In person, it lives up to this “typecast” with a seeming awareness of its own presence and authority over the surrounding land and its people. Devils Tower commands a respect and awe that will resonate with even the most stoic of souls.

The tower rises 1267 feet above its surrounding terrain. If the landscape of the Cretaceous era rested 2000 feet above what is now the Tower’s summit, then more than 3000 feet of sedimentary rock has been eroded over 60 million years, while the more resistant igneous layers have remained. This may be boring to you, but geological time, measured in millions of years, is a clear reminder, to me, of just how small we are, and what few mere seconds we have occupied on this planet.

What to do:
There are a few trails for walking and hiking around the Tower, with varying difficulties. Snakes are a common resident there, so keep watch! Climbing the Tower is a great experience for both beginners and the more advanced! The view from the summit is one you will not forget. The wildlife in the area is breathtaking. With prairie dog towns, raccoons, porcupines, foxes, weasels, white tail deer, and over 90 species of birds in residency around Belle Fourche River and the Tower, there is never a dull moment. I recommend staying at the Devils Tower Lodge for the best views and full experience of the monument and surrounding areas. With day trip advisors and guides, you will get the most out of your trip to this beautiful area. The nightlife includes romantic views of a pristine sky and millions of stars. What more do you need?

When to go:
While camping is permitted all year round the actual season runs from May 20th to September 10th, after which the water is shut off. Spring and Summer are lovely times to visit and climb, however I would recommend early Fall. The park is less crowded after Labor Day. The meadows are still green, but that wonderful scent of Autumn is in the air. The isolation of Winter at Devils Tower calls for a solo trip, in my opinion. The bald eagles and snowy desolation encourage introspection. It is a great time for self reflection and quiet communion with the Tower, which you will swear is listening to your thoughts.

(307) 467-5267

Or Park headquarters for specific inquiries: (307) 467-5283

Enjoy your trip!
Go do!

-TK

**Newell F. Joyner quote- Standing Witness- Devils Tower National Monument History by Jeanne Rogers, Copyright 2007, Division of Publications, National Park Service, US Dept. of the Interior
Illustration of Mateo Tepee- Devils Tower Handbook 111, Devils Tower National Monument Wyoming, Copyright 1981, Division of Publications, National Park Service, US Dept. of the Interior

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66 Rowers

Posted on August 13, 2012 by admin

Airplanes are a miracle of modern technology. A shiny, winged glimpse into what we humans can accomplish. Think, for a moment, about the magnitude of their importance to our history, our culture, and our progress as a species. The role airplanes have played in the rise, and in the destruction, of cities, countries and continents makes them as important as the humans in their cockpits. Maybe more. Yet they somehow remain in the background. Only when triumph or tragedy strikes, are they celebrated or denounced.
What does the airplane mean to you? Most people think of the airport, the hassle, the crowds, the delays… But what of the plane itself? Not the food, the attendants, or even the random gorgeous pilot, if a single gal is lucky enough to have that encounter. (Call me, Captain Rob!). Do you feel an overwhelming sense of excitement when you board? Or do you feel fear?
Whether you feel elation, nervous, or outright terror, I can empathize with all of you.

My first time on an airplane was at the age of 7. We were going on our yearly trip to Disney World, and this would be the first time we were flying. My dad loved to fly, and encouraged my mom, more a terra firma kinda person, to give it a chance, as a family. His view of the plane and what it could do was one of awe and wonder. Now, this is a man who worked for Grumman Aerospace, now Northrop Grumman, as an electrical engineer early on in his career. And whose talent and skill went into the design and execution of the Lunar Module. Yeah, that Lunar Module. So, the skies and my pops… very close friends. At the time of his death in 2002, he had accumulated over 1 million frequent flyer miles. After he discovered I shared his affinity, he would to take me to airports around New Jersey. Just to watch the planes take off and land. I must say, it thrilled me, too. To this day, when passing EWR on the Turnpike, I almost crash because I’m trying to catch one taking off. Don’t tell the troopers, but I’ve had quite a few illegal thrills on the Pike.

It’s a sad thing that one cannot just go hang out at the airport anymore. Hari Krishnas aside, I loved the feeling of being in an airport. I still do. You are literally connected to the rest of the world. A freedom achieved. But the price of freedom is a lofty one. The tragic irony is that the same limitless imagination which enabled man to create such a miracle of machinery turned that freedom against us, producing an ingenious, sinister weapon of terror. Now, like massive, untamed beasts, planes are sequestered to barbed wire seclusion. It’s a sad realization, but like all tragedies, we must do what we can to overcome.

So, for my first official affront to gravity, my parents (more my mom) were a little worried about my reaction. As a 7 year old, they feared I might, well, you know… freak the fuck out. My sister, at the ripe old age of 11, however, raised no concerns for them. We boarded the plane, American Airlines, (RIP). I sat next to my dad, window seat. My mom and sister were behind us. And we took off. From EWR to MCO is a simple 2 hour flight. Piece of cake. I had a blast. My dad showed me stuff out the window, we joked and laughed as he showed me all the parts of the plane. I even got to say hi to the Captain! I felt what he felt. Excitement, marvel, awe. Different story for my sister and mother. Both green the entire trip, they stayed in their seats and played cards to pass the agonizing two hours, hahaha. Always very competitive with my older sibling, this gave me the pleasure of beating her at something. I could fly forever, and love it, like my Dad. Or so I thought.

As I mentioned, my father passed away in 2002, from cancer. Not a day goes by I don’t think of him or miss him. And for those of you who believe in Heaven and ghosts and messages from the great beyond, this a pretty good story for ya.
A great jokester was my dad. He gave to me this bizarre, dry and dangerously sarcastic sense of humor. He taught me how to keep a straight face when telling a joke, or cracking a one liner. “If you laugh at your own joke, it’s just not funny.” Well, in typical Dad fashion, he waited in the hospice center for 7 days, before passing on April Fool’s day. Maybe not that effective a date to strangers, but for any who knew my dad, a smirk, a shake of the head, and a “typical Tom” escaped their lips upon hearing the news.

In the two years that followed his death, I had secured my own apartment, and was working full time in an optical lab. A young single girl on her own, I smoked, lots, was on birth control, and had quite the life travelling about with friends. One night was all it took to change everything. That night, was April 1st. That night, I suffered a stroke. And a month later, I suffered a second one.

The details of the strokes are actually unimportant, a series of unfortunate coincidences involving a hole in my heart, a blood disorder, birth control pills, and way too many cigarettes (I quit both the pill and smoking April 1st, 2004) The bottom line is, I have no residual physical ailments that many retain. Luck. Pure luck, according to my doctors. At 32, I was healthy and athletic, so I bounced right back, on the outside. On the inside, however, is where the malfunction occurred. The first stroke was in the right parietal lobe. No big deal… the second one affected the brainstem. That stroke put me out of work for two months from the vertigo. And from that I never recovered.

Each ear, as you probably know, has a complex series of nerves, bones and tissue that are responsible for detecting what position the body is in at all times. My doctor explained it to me in this adorable little allegory: Think of the old Greek warships, with rowers in the hull. Most people have an equal amount of rowers on each side, let’s say 100. You have 100 rowers on your left side. But the stroke, comprised of angry Persians, knocked out 33% of your rowers on your right side, leaving you with 66.

Because of the vertigo that strikes me when my poor little 66 rowers can’t figure out what the fuck my body is doing, I am now limited in my ability to tolerate such things that cause this confusion. Elevators, roller coasters, and, gulp… airplanes, all cause changes in pressure within the labyrinth, and I get mad dizzy, yo. Roller coasters, eh.. don’t care. Elevators.. whatevs.. I can deal. Although if it’s a rough one, or a lot of floors, I may be off balance the rest of the day. I can enjoy skyscrapers from the ground, thanks.

But the flying. Ugh… de plane. De planes, boss! It’s a heartbreaking thing to be terrified of the thing you once loved. From complete elation to total paranoia. The fear of being taken over by vertigo, which quite often leads to my second favorite thing, nausea and/or vomiting, kinda takes the fun out of flying.
Hrmm, you ask, sooo… how is it you still travel, and… go into buildings with more than one floor?
Good question.

I’m not letting a diminished army of slave rowers stop me from winning the battle. In yet another ironic twist, my own body put up its own barbed wire fence. I had a choice, though… there is always a choice.

I’ve tried yoga, specific vertigo therapy, and many other things recommended for one with my affliction. Unfortunately, none have worked. But there are other methods of letting the rowers have a rest whilst I do things that might upset them. These magical little helpers may keep my liver busy, but hey… I’m Irish. My liver is made of stainless steel. True story, it has a patent number.

The point I hope I’ve made is this: Don’t let anything stop you from doing what you want. Your fear of flying may not be rooted in dizziness, or an air sick bag. It may be a fear of crashing. Logical, but let’s put it into math terms. The actual odds of dying in a plane crash are 1 in 90 million. No matter how frequently you travel, those odds remain the same. Actually, you’re safer in the sky than on the ground, where your chances for being struck by lightning are 1 in 576,000. And then there’s the free full body scan at the airport, eliminating the need for doctors, courtesy of the TSA. Airports, the new healthcare system. Body cavity searches available upon request, but be careful, those sadistic bastards like it rough.

Still ‘skeered’? Well, I might let you know that the very pills I take to sleep for an entire flight, also help one forget they are even on said flight to begin with. And with specific instructions to friendly seat mates, one can ensure one is not disturbed during said flight, as well. For the more superstitious, I should mention that I never go anywhere without my lucky Tic Tac box. There’s no harm in a rabbit’s foot, or perhaps a worry stone, as long as they pass the TSA’s inspection

Look, we all have phobias.. that’s the great thing about being human. Okay, maybe not so great… but what’s going to rule your world? Fear? Or you? Let me offer these words of wisdom, and these words have come to me from a very valuable source.

Get over it. .

There is an entire planet out there with a gazillion things it wants to show you. Go see it. The more you see the vastness and diversity of this world and its peoples, the smaller and smaller your fears will seem by comparison. And if you’re doing it right, the more and more you’ll wish to see.

Most importantly, try to appreciate the magnitude of what took you there, and what that great silver bird represents. You may be scared, but you are still free. You have the choice to remain tethered to your fears, or take control of them and live your life without regret

If I can do it, you can do it, so…
Go do.

-TK

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5 Vacation Ideas For Pale People

Posted on August 5, 2012 by admin

Ever since the epic sunburn I received on a family vacation to Hawaii that landed me in bed for three days, an added element of consideration goes into any vacations I plan for myself. I was fifteen at the time, and the burn came after having spent an hour outside in the sun before checking into our hotel room. I had no idea what was happening until it was too late. We stood on the beach, enjoying the views, feeling the soft sand between our toes. 45 minutes later, I was shivering uncontrollably, felt nauseated and thought I was going to pass out. The sunburn I had gotten was so severe, I could see the individual spots where sand had been on my feet. The sun burned around the grains of sand! I was the loveliest shade of dark red, and could not move out of my bed for three days. Every morning, I watched in agony as my family waved goodbye and went off to enjoy Honolulu with their melanin capable skin tones. Since all of our previous vacations had been to Disney World, up in that far more forgiving to the melanin-ally challenged parallel we know as 33, I was fine with a T-shirt over my bathing suit, and loaded up with 50 spf sunscreen. A lesson was learned by all that vacation. Lower parallel means stronger sun. I had 21 reasons to think more carefully when planning my own vacations as I got older.
Now that I have bitten by the travel bug, I have compiled a list of places for gingers like you and me to head when our skin is at its lightest. Which is, umm, well… always!

1. Sweden From Northern Sweden, where exists Europe’s only remaining wilderness, Swedish Lapland, to Malmo, a beautiful city with a plethora of great sights and eats, a pale girl, or guy, can’t go wrong in this beautiful land. Sweden’s diverse set of attractions will leave you enriched, entranced, and exhausted! Start in the North, visit such places as the Gammelstad church village, go hiking in Sarek, enjoy the perfect view of the Aurora Borealis, and one cannot visit Northern Sweden without staying in my favorite hotel on Earth, The Ice Hotel! Bring your mittens! The head south and see the Gota Canal, Dalarna and the great copper mine at Falun in Central Sweden. Then it’s off to Southern Sweden. Thinking you’ve seen it all? You haven’t. Hit the food capital of 2012, Gothenburg, for an exciting taste of Sweden’s cultural cuisine. Then, for a relaxing weekend on the beach, yes, and a sun that won’t fry you in 30 minutes, head to the up and coming Cosmopolitan city of Malmo. Great shopping, architectural opuses, fishing, beaches, plains, quaint cottages… Sweden truly has it all. Recommended site: www.visitsweden.com

2. Ireland Well, if you’re a ginger like me, chances are you’ve got some Irish in ya somewhere. Because of Ireland’s colorful history, its landscape is a rich tapestry of architectural styles, with Norman castles and neo-classical mansions sitting side by side with cozy farmhouses and contemporary wonders, this island has a lot to offer even if there isn’t a speck of green blood in you. Despite the wildly popular sights Ireland has to offer, such as the bewitching scenery and city life of the East Coast, home of Dublin, or the sublime coastline of the Atlantic on the West Coast, Ireland has some less obvious treats I must recommend. First, I must ask, do you like lighthouses? Boasting several of the most picturesquely beautiful ones in the world, my favorite is the Blackhead Lighthouse, Belfast Lough, in the county of Antrim. Situated atop magnificent coastal cliffs, as a “hotel” goes, this is a unique experience. The lighthouse that led the Titanic through this lough (inlet) is now home to an impressive collection of maritime paraphernalia, and comforting cast iron beds. The view alone is a spiritual awakening. Few places have made me crack a tear upon seeing them for the first time. This is one. When in Dublin, because you will be in Dublin, hit Number 31, Leeson Close. Iconic Irish architect Sam Stephenson’s 1960s home and party pad, was host to many celebrities from Henry Kissinger to Ted Kennedy. Enjoy a martini in its sunken lounge and marvel at the famous feet that passed through this little changed slice of history. I could go on all day about my homeland, but it’s time for the next spot on the list! Recommended site: www.discoverireland.com

3.Tibet For centuries this mysterious Buddhist kingdom, locked away in its mountain seclusion of the Himalayas, has exercised a unique hold on the imagination of the West. For explorers, imperialists and traders it was a forbidden land of treasure and riches. Dreamers on a spiritual quest have long whispered of a lost Shangri-la, steeped in magic and mystery. Whether you’re a spiritual enthusiast, a mountain climber on a mission, or just fascinated by what may be the richest culture in the world ,Tibet is a once in a lifetime trip, so do it right. With so many options for planning, since there are so many things to see, I recommend having a guide set a tour up for you, rather than “wing it” and go on your own. The must do list starts, of course with Mt. Everest. A hike or trek to the base of this magnificent testament to the beauty of Earth should be on everyone’s bucket list. Hotspots include Lhasa, Tsedang, and of course, Kathmandu. The religious culture of Tibet is definitely worth absorbing. Visit the Ganden Monastery, then trek to Samye, an equally important historical sight. The land in between will render you speechless. Hey, there’s a reason monks don’t speak. In this land of enlightenment and purity, you will undoubtedly be changed forever. Recommended site: www.higlandasiatravel.com

4. Iceland Another gem of the cooler, northern hemisphere is the volcanic island of Ice…. well, lava. Although its name may scare you off, Iceland is not the desolate frozen tundra like its neighbor, the Arctic North Pole. Ask Santa. With active volcanic regions, glaciers and endless picturesque scenery, Iceland is the perfect haven for the pale of skin. Whale watching, biking, hiking and diving, yes SCUBA diving are among the many activities available to adventurers. Also a geologist’s wet dream, the geothermal activity is fascinating to see in action. The skin soothing waters of the Blue Lagoon, located in Grindavik, is a one of a kind experience for the body and mind. For the city life Iceland boasts, head to the sparkling capital of Reykjavik. It’s amazing to witness the true generosity and friendliness of this rich Norse culture. Endless entertainment, local customs and attractions will keep your mind spinning and your heart full. Now, it does get chilly there.. if you’re a warmer climate kinda traveler, I suggest going in Spring, when the sun reaches it’s highest over this beautiful land. Recommended site: www.iceland.is

5. United Kingdom The first trip across the pond I ever took was to England, and it still holds a special place in my heart. London, the heart and soul of England, is a fascinating city. No trip to Britain would be complete without seeing, (Look kids!) Big Ben, Parliament, and Windsor Castle, complete with Royal Guards. Try hard, they won’t budge. Take a tour up the Thames River, and truly appreciate the beauty of this ages old city. Then get your boots blown off and your eardrums blown out at Cable, a club underneath London Bridge station. The oddest juxtaposition of old world culture and society to new world arts and entertainment make London a definite delight. Now, we’re off to Scotland. If you’re not spending much time there, the best places to see are the main cities of Edinburgh and Glasgow. The shops, galleries and museums will keep you quite busy! However, if you’ve got more time to dawdle about, head out into the lush and awesome Highlands. For more outdoorsy types, this is a dream come true. Hiking, fishing, even bird watching in this beautiful land feel like an exquisite privilege. Let us not forget our dear fabled Nessie, in the waters of Loch Ness. Urquhart Castle and the surrounding Highlands will comprise some of the most beautiful photos you will ever share all over Facebook and Twitter! Recommended site: www.myguidebritain.com

While trips to the beach in a tropical climate are possible for a ginger, wouldn’t you rather leave the beach umbrella, 120 SPF sunscreen and being called a container of milk by the locals behind? There are plenty of places to see on this astounding planet of ours, and I don’t wish for you to think I’m anti tropical. I’m not! So if you’re someone like me, who has no patience for tanning salons, simply cannot spare the – hour a day for 400 consecutive days- of sun time it requires just to get a base “tan”, looks ridiculous with most self tanners, but just loves to travel, I hope this helped you decide where to take your next vacation!

Happy Travels! And as always, even if you’re in a cooler climate, when the sun is out, wear sunscreen!

-TK

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A Ginger, a passport, and a pen

Posted on June 27, 2012 by admin

Hello! I am a freelance ghost writer who has been bitten by the travel bug. I hope you like to learn when you travel, because that’s what I’m all about!

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