Saturday, October 28, 2017

Ireland - My New 2nd Home...

I arrived at Dublin airport and my awesome host, Ger (short for Gerard), helped me get on the right bus to Creeslough, Letterkenny (tip of northwest Ireland) - it was about a 3.5hr bus ride.

Just gonna cut to the chase about Ireland...to sum it up if I ever choose a second home it will be in Ireland!











I can't start this update without singing high praises to my Couchsurfing host extraordinaire Ger. He opened his home and made me feel like part of the family. It takes a special person to open their home to a complete stranger, all for the experience of sharing cultures. Ger is a wealth of Irish knowledge and is the kind of host I want to experience in every country I visit. 





Of all the cultures I've learned about, I had no idea Irish history is the most similar to my own Black history. They were treated like second-class citizens, less than animals, strangers in their own country, & imprisoned for no reason by the British for hundreds of years. I knew a little about the IRA because their civil war (Catholic v. Protestant) happened ing my lifetime during the 80s/90s, but I had no idea that the IRA was birthed out of need to protect their own (similar to the Black Panthers). They were not a group of extreme militants terrorizing people, but regular citizens fed up with how the British were treating them. Also, the Black Civil Rights Movement inspired the Irish movement - they used it as inspiration for their freedom.

The civil war is over but there is still tension. Like most people, I've never understood why there's so much hate in the world, so I asked Ger "What exactly is a Protestant and why did the Catholics here hate them so much?” He said that if you're not Catholic you’re Protestant, and as early at the 11th century Protestants were seen as 'evil'. The Republic of Ireland is historically a Catholic country and a large majority of the Irish are Catholics. However, the majority of the Northern Irish have forefathers who emigrated from England and Scotland have been Protestant for almost 500 years. So like most reasons for hate, Catholic v. Protestant doesn't make sense to me either. Just more ignorace of someone thinking they're better than somene else - rooted in ego and pride.

Belfast endured 40 years of virtual war, known as The Troubles. The IRA and other Catholic paramilitary groups wanted to end British rule of Northern Ireland and join the Republic of Ireland to the south. There eventually was a peace treaty so Britain still occupies Belfast which is why they use the British Pound, while the rest of Ireland uses the Euro. 

On the surface Ger and I would seemingly have nothing in common but during my stay I learned we had almost everything in common. That's why I'm so against stereotypes - you simply can't put labels on people - we are all amalgams of history, culture, and upbringing. You're missing out if you think you know someone just by looking at them.









  

I learned so much about Ireland I didn't even know where to start with this update. Here are some of the highlights I experienced in Creeslough, Letterkenny...

1. My first castle - Doe Castle, or Caisleán na dTuath, was historically a stronghold of Clan Suibhne. It's a 16th century castle that still stands (Ger used to play there with his siblings as a kid)




2. Random sheep in the road is a daily regular part of life here - Creeslough is a small town with a lot of sheep farmers







3. Perfecting how to make woodburning fires (it was about 12C/54F my entire stay) and Ger had an awesome woodburning stove in the living room.

4. Seemingly nonstop rain (I think I saw the sun for a total of 10 minutes my entire stay), but it was relaxing and peaceful

5. My first pub - those that know me know I don't drink because I think all alcohol tastes like moldy feet lol :) I don't think it's possible to visit Ireland and not have a pint so after a walk by the beach, I visited a pub with Ger, his sister, and her companion and they bought me a pint of Guinness. For those that don't know the pub in Ireland is called the '3rd space'. If you're not at your house or work you're at the pub. 

6. My second day I asked Ger about the Northern Lights and if they are ever seen here, and he said 'F*ck yeah let's go' - Ger is so awesome! It was at a point only about 10 minutes away from his house. We looked for about an hour (we also tried again my last night) but it was cloudy so we didn't see them - but still exciting to chase the fleeting Northern Lights. So I'll defintely be heading to northern Lapland, Finland instead of Helsinki to see them.

7. No houses #s or zip/postal codes in Creeslough. The local postman knows where everyone lives

8. Patty is a man's name short for Patrick. I was a little confused at first when I heard men referred to as Patty because we usually refer to Patrick as Pat in the states, and Patty is generally a female name. But it makes sense because they usually refer to St. Patrick's Day as St. Patty's Day. 

9. A real-life, modern day King. There's a small island, Tory Island (population 144), or simply Tory, that is an island 14.5 kilometres off the north-west coast of County Donegal in Ulster, Ireland, and is the most remote inhabited island of Ireland. It's visible from Creeslough and kept its ancestral roots so while reflecting a long-standing tradition, a "king" is chosen by consensus of the islanders. The current Rí Thoraí (Irish for "King of Tory") is painter Patsy Dan Rodgers (Patsaí Dan Mac Ruaidhrí), and of course Ger knows him personally. The king has no formal powers, but is a spokesperson for the island community and welcoming people to the island. He's an everyday person and you wouldn't know he's a king if you passed him on the street. I'm not easily impressed but that was a 'wow' moment for me :)





10. My first lighthouse - Fanad Lighthouse. They're obsolete but beautiful to look at along the seashore. This one was converted inside and open to the public to stay at. If I lived in Ireland I'd probably stay there every weekend. 




11. My first warship - Ger is an avid fisher and knows all of the local waters. During one of our drives he noticed a huge ship in the distance. So he pulled over, took out his binoculars and saw that it was a warship, more than likely a Destroyer or Frigate. He pulled up the tracking and noticed the vessel wasn't showing up, nor did it have a flag. So it was a mysterious sighting to say the least.

12. A hurricane - my first weekend in Ireland had its first hurricane in 50+ years. It hit Dublin but turned before it got to Creeslough.

13. Bingo! - yes for some weird reason I've secretly longed to play Bingo most of my adult life and finally got the chance. Well it was Sunday night and the weekly Bingo game in Creeslough was on and poppin' LOL! :) Ger nor I won anything but it was so much fun I kept my card for my travel collage I'm going to make, when I return to the states, to chronicle the events of this 'World Tour'

14. Game of Thrones - for those that don't know most of it is filmed in Ireland. I never got into it when it first came out and tried to start watching it last year but couldn't keep up with all of the characters. Well Ger had the box set of seasons 1-6 and I watched all seasons in a week - I'm now officially hooked on it.

15. Gaelic language - I'd never heard it before and hearing Ger's family speak it was definitly a highlight




Even though I'm over buses, the bus experience in Ireland was pleasant. The bus stop is in front of Ger's house so I caught the 2hr bus to Belfast Airport to leave for my next country. 

Also, all of my supplies came and I'm now fully restocked with a new backpack, hair care, etc. buuuuut I completely forgot about the liquids rule for my flight and I didn't want my expensive haircare products  (a 300 & 450ml bottles) to go to waste so I filled up as many 100ml bottles as I could fit in my 1qt bag - I even 'snuck' in (2) 150ml bottles. I took a chance and put the little that was left in the large bottles in my carryon backpack (in opaque bags, under shoes) but it didn't work- yes I had a temporary lapse in judgment thinking I could 'hide' something from an xray machine - lol :) So I had the pleasure of having my entire 70L backpack searched and had to repack everything (they even tested the bag of backing soda I use to brush my teeth). The TSA agents were nice and I got a chuckle having to explain what my haircare products were - they'd never seen them and spent several minutes trying to figure out if they were liquid or gel. In the end my (2) 150ml bottles weren't detected/scrutinized, but they threw away the little left in large bottles because they couldn't figure them out (ironic since I'd put the exact same products in the smaller 100/150ml bottles). I appreciate airport security since the shoe bomber years ago, but it's a real pain going through TSA because of it. Good thing I always arrive at the airport 2-3 hours early or I probably would've missed my flight.





I was originally supposed to stay a few days but Ger let me stay until my Amazon order arrived. I ordered while in Ecuador 2 weeks prior and it took an additional week after I arrived. So I was in Ireland for 2 weeks, and Ger made me feel welcome each day :)




Those that know me know that I've always kept my circle small and I don't use the word 'friend' lightly. I can honestly say I've made a new friend in Ireland. Thanks Ger! If you're ever in Los Angeles I'll be more than willing to host you as well my friend :)

I also just realized that I left the states over 2 months ago, but it only feels like yesterday. I've never been gone this long and still glad I didn't let fear stop me :)

Well that's it for Ireland. Thanks for being part of this journey Ger and Ireland - you didn't disappoint! 

Next stop Amsterdam, Netherlands. There aren't any Wonders of the World there but I'm too close not to stop and experience it - I'll definitley visit the canals, Anne Frank House, Van Gogh & Rembrandt museums, any other free stuff I can find, & of course ride a bike a much as possible. I'm also going to do my first Workaway volunteer project (3-4wks) - helping a Dutch family that works with refugees and self-sustaining permaculture.


Life is a journey...  #EnjoyingTheJourney


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Sunday, October 15, 2017

England...So Much More Than Buckingham Palace

So my time in England was interesting to say the least - not to mention a very brisk 16C/60F & rain. 

Let me preface by saying "I'm completely over buses" - lol... 

First my flight from Barcelona to London left at 6:45am, but the earliest bus to the airport was at 5:00am which wasn't enough time to get to the airport. So I had to take the 11pm bus the night before to ensure I made my flight. 

So I made my flight after a sleepless night in the airport - hopped up on espresso. 

Landed in London around 8:15am. My host had to work until 6pm and couldn't meet me until after work. So I decided to go to Stonehenge for the day. I thought it would be simple enough to just catch a bus there and back - Nope!

When I arrived at Luton Airport I bought my tkt at 9:15am w/a 11:30am connection in Victoria. Well the bus was leaving at 9:30am and I had to be there 10 minutes prior. I arrived at 9:25am and the bus had already left. Welp, nothing I could do about it so I just waited for the next bus. It was at 9:55am, but it was a 90 minute ride to Victoria so I arrived at 11:25am, and needless to say missed my 11:30am connection to Salisbury/Stonehenge. So I asked when the next bus was to Salisbury/Stonehenge and found out it wasn't until 2:30pm. I've spent longer in bus stations and airport terminals so I decided to use the time constructively and do a little work. 

So 2:30pm rolls around and I made my bus to Salisbury/Stonehenge (it was an absolutely gorgeous 3hr ride with rolling green hills straight off a postcard). I arrived at 5:30pm and made my way to the local city bus stop, which was only a few blocks away, and found out the last bus to Stonehenge was at 4:10pm - I'd missed it by an hour. So yeah I wasn't in the best of moods after that! Salisbury is a small countryside town so everything closes by 5pm.





Soooooo I spring in to 'seasoned traveler' mode and figure out Plan B. I knew I was going to have to stay the night in Salisbury and just wait for the first bus to Stonehenge in the morning at 10am, so I let my host know that I wasn't going to be able to make it (I felt so bad as I was really looking forward to meeting him). Of course all local hotels are fully booked so I bar/pub hopped all night drinking coffee - yeah coffee in pub - I'm such a non-drinker :)

My budget for London was completely blown already as I thought the roundtrip bus ride to Stonehenge would be around $30, nope it was $80 so I didn't want to spend anymore money on a hotel for half a night. Plus the dollar is weak against the British pound so the exchange rate wasn't in my favor. 

So now I have to figure out how I'm going to make my 5pm weekly call the next day with my partners while everything is closed for the night. So after chatting with a few very helpful locals I got some helpful tips...

1. I booked my bus ticket back to Luton Airport online for 6:45pm the next day. 

2. I went to the bus stop to buy my local city bus ticket to Stonehenge as soon as they opened at 9am, and confirmed the bus schedule back so I could be back in Salisbury for my 5pm call. 

3. Went to the Tourist Information office a block away to check if there's an entrance fee into Stonehenge 

4. The Tourist Information Office and Library closes at 5pm so I couldn't use their wifi for my call so I found a nice hotel nearby and was able to use their wifi. Remember I shipped ahead supplies, while in Ecuador, to my next stop in Northern Ireland, including a SIM card after unlocking my Att phone so I'll finally have data during the rest of my trip (if you remember I cancelled Att in Panama due to not being able to make emergency calls, nor them offering international calling for prepaid plans, so I had them unlock my phone, but I needed a new SIM to port my # over so I have to wait until I get to Ireland to do that). So in the meantime I've been at the mercy of free wifi at my hostels and hosts' homes.







Oh yeah and I'm still lugging around a carryon roller suitcase because my backpack broke before I left the states. I'm really looking forward to arriving in Ireland this week to restock on supplies :)

I also managed to find the vaccine for Typhoid in the Netherlands for a reasonable price, and they'll write me a free prescription for malaria tablets. Which is a huge score because most doctors in the EU won't accept a prescription from another country & I don't have a prescription, nor will they service non-residents without local or travel insurance (my insurance is only good in the states). So that's a huge weight off my shoulders knowing I won't be contracting typhoid or malaria - lol. I was most concerned about malaria because it's transmitted via mosquitos - for those who don't know I get bitten alive by any mosquito within a 100 mile radius no matter what - I think they hold daily meetings to track me down :)


Soooooo after all of that I finally made it to Wonder of the World Stonehenge and it was worth all of the drama :)





- I rode there on my first double-decker bus experience.



- There is nothing glamorous about visiting Stonehenge. It sits in a very isolated field - the only thing around for miles are cows and grass.

- The rocks/formations are extremely large (just like most of the images you see), over 5000 years later there's still debate how humans were able to construct it. 

- It was formed in 3100 BC & is a prehistoric monument in Wiltshire, England, 2 miles west of Amesbury and 8 miles north of Salisbury. It consists of a ring of standing stones, with each standing stone around 13 ft high, 6 ft 11 in wide and weighing around 25 tons. 

- It is very 'touristy' - they nickle/dime you to death to see it.

- I paid 15 euros for the 1hr, roundtrip bus ride from Salisbury to Stonehenge - where it drops you off in a parking lot by the visitor cener a mile away (when it could just take you all the way to the monument).

- It's an additional 17 euros tkt to take another bus that drives you from the parking lot to Stonehenge and to get close. If you don't pay you have to walk the mile and are only permited to see it from behind a fence about 50 yards away.

- I boycotted the touristy, rip off 17 euros and walked the 1 mile (I considered it my excercise for the day) and being behind the fence 50 yards aways was fine with me. They make you walk in overgrown, dirty grass, and it's like you are on display as the 'non-paying' visitor. I'm glad I got to witness Stonehenge but I have no desire to go back.

1 mile walk to Stonehenge


- It was raining, brisk 15C/59F degrees, windy, and I was still lugging a carryon suitcase.


I never met my host but apologized to him for the inconvenience and he completely understood. London has some of the most hospitable locals I've ever met. Even the customs agent asked about my travels when he saw all of the recent passport stamps. One of the workers at the restaurant in Salisbury even called some local hotels for me after he found out I'd missed the bus and didn't have a hotel to go to. Another local lady saw me wondering around 12am on the square and walked me to a hotel and called in a favor and asked them to let me hang out until my bus came - the gentleman at the counter was so accommodating and let me stay in the lobby free for several hours until my bus arrived, instead of waiting out in the cold, because I didn't want pay for a full night when I only needed a few hours (offering me tea, cookies, and wifi). I heard "Welcome to the UK" countless times and felt the most welcomed of any country I've ever visited. So if I ever hear again that all British are stuffy and uptight, I'll argue that under the table 10x because it's simply not true :)






Oh and on my way back to London (of course I had to catch the 5hr bus, and running on fumes having only slept a few hours in the past 2 days) to the airport to catch my flight to Ireland, I went back to Luton Airport where I'd flown into, instead of Gatwick Airport - glad I figured out in time that I was at the wrong airport. For those that don't know London has 4 aiports around city center and if you misread the airport code on your tkt you'll easliy go to the wrong airport like I did - it cost me an extra $35 euro to take the 2hr train from Luton to Gatwick - I was not a happy camper having to pay double just because I misread the aiport code :)


This is why I call my travels 'journeys' instead of 'vacations' - no matter what happens it's all part of the journey and allows me to keep moving forward undeterred :)

Oh yeah, and they really do drive on the left side of the road - it's an odd experience the first time - also...

Apartment = Flat 
Bye = Cheerio
Bus = Coach
Tennis Shoes = Trainers 
Gas Station = Petrol Station 

Well that's it for England. Thanks for being part of this journey England - you didn't disappoint! 

Next stop Northern Ireland to try to see the fleeting Wonder of the World 'Aurora Borealis' (aka Northern Lights). I'm going to Finland too as a backup just in case I don't see the Lights in Ireland (Iceland, & northern Norway are best places to see the Lights but I  really have no desire to go to these countries so I'm hoping the Lights show up in Ireland).


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Sunday, October 8, 2017

Barcelona, Spain

So it’s been a while since I’ve posted an update. Now that my dad is doing better and in good spirits I’m continuing my journey as he’s thoroughly enjoying hearing about my travels. So as I wait for my red eye flight I’ve decided to write an update.

I only spent a few days in Barcelona but I got to experience the 3 things that I went there for…

1.  Wonder of The World – La Sagrada de Familia




2. Authentic flamenco dancing




3. Authentic paella



I took the 3hr night bus Thurs at 8pm from Cuenca to Guayaquil, Ecuador, caught my red eye flight at 6am Fri, had 2 layovers in Miami and JFK, and 18 hours later arrived in Barcelona Sat at 7am. Once I arrived at the Barcelona airport I took the Aerobus to the city center (my hostel was only a few blocks from the stop). But of course city center was closed and the bus driver let us off several blocks away - the driver didn't know why city center was closed and no one on the bus knew where to go - not to mention we didn't get a refund for the $7 that was supposed to take us all the way to city center. So I found the metro/subway and figured out my stop. Then I found out why my bus couldn't make it through - there was a major protest going on and thousands of people lined the streets to protest Catalonia becoming an independent state. If they secede Barcelona loses about 20% of it's commerce - which is a huge deal! 






So a 10 minute walk took me 90 minutes because it was so crowded and I had a hard time finding my street. I finally made it to my hostel, dropped off my stuff and went looking for the Wonder of The World – La Sagrada de Familia. I opted not to pay the $15 to go in and just enjoyed the view from the outside while eating some authentic paella  - It was a perfect end to a very long day. 

I’ve learned a few more Spanish words but I still wish I knew more. The most recent example being looking for malaria tablets for when I go to Africa and Southeast Asia. They don’t require a prescription in Ecuador and are very cheap. Well long story short after going to 3 pharmacies in Ecuador (Google translate clearly saying ‘malaria tablets’) I wound up with motion sickness tablets – I guess the young lady at the counter was too busy talking to her man on the phone to make sure she gave me the right thing – lol – and I didn’t know enough Spanish to know what the box said. Anyway I guess if I ever get sea sick in mainland Africa I’m all set – LOL!

Everything is more expensive in Europe so I wanted to get everything I needed in Ecuador prior to heading to Barcelona.  I did manage to find the clinic in Ecuador and got a yellow fever vaccine free - they didn’t have the typhoid vaccine – so now that’s the only one left I have to track down at a reasonable price.

I just found an online supplier in the UK that has the malaria tablets so that makes me feel a lot better. I’ve always been on the fence about vaccines because sometimes I feel the government/CDC is just promoting fear when they list the recommended/required vaccines needed, but on the other hand I don’t want to take a chance contracting a fatal illness that was completely preventable. So I’ve opted to err on the side of caution and get the vaccines.

Even though I think Spanish is a beautiful language I must say I’m looking forward to London and Ireland to finally hear English again. I’ll also finally be in one place long enough in Ireland to restock some supplies – oh and order a new backpack (the strap on my new 60L backpack broke the day before I left the states so I’ve been lugging around a carryon bag during this ‘backpacking’ journey) - lol. My host in Ireland is letting me ship everything there so I’m super excited to get my new backpack. I’m especially excited to restock on hair care products – I don’t know what I was thinking when I assumed the little 3 oz tubes in my carryon would last me 5 months. I thought finding hair products for women of color was hard in the states – nope it’s 10x harder in South America and not a lot of places ship to Ecuador. Thankfully there’s this place on the internet called Amazon – lol. I’m really looking forward to manageable hair again – it’s been clipped back in a bun like an old lady for too long J

Also my cell phone battery decided to start dying, which is what I’ve been using for pics (I didn’t want to carry too many valuables so I left my camera back in the states – now I wish I’d brought it with me), so thankfully Amazon has the battery I need too and I can stop having to charge my phone all day just to use it for only 3 seconds before it dies again.

I also decided to join the legions of selfie stick owners and have become one of ‘them’- lol.  For those that know me I’m not a fan of taking nor being in pics (but I’m getting better) – I just much prefer being in the moment rather than being pre-occupied with capturing it on film, only to forget what the picture was about because I missed the moment. The only downside to traveling alone for me is not having someone to take the pictures. Well now I have no excuse not to be in some of the pics during this journey J

I’ve also decided to do the Everest Base Camp trek when I get to Nepal in about 6wks. I was just going to do the basic fly over Mt. Everest and take a picture, but said to myself ‘when is the next time you’re going to have the opportunity to climb Everest?’ - so I’m super excited about that too!


Well that’s it for Barcelona. I’m sooooo ready for London to hear some English.

Thanks Barcelona for being part of this journey – you didn’t disappoint. Next stop…London to see Stonehenge

Life is a Journey. #Enjoying the journey



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