Showing posts from August, 2014

"That is cheesecake!?"

"If you reject the food, ignore the customs, fear the religion & avoid the people, you might better stay home."
-- James Michener

When calculating the amount of money to convert to both NOK a.k.a. Norwegian krona and ISK a.k.a. Icelandic krona, Mom & I were clueless how much to allot for meals.  We could not afford to eat like kings, but wanted to try the local cuisine.
We aimed for $30 USD per meal per day (with the intent to skip breakfast or have it at our flat) thus totaling $120 USD/whatever that equated to in krona. However, after our first meal in Reykjavík, Mom & I discovered dining out would be considerably more expensive than eating in.  For example, a stop at the ubiquitous 10-11 convenience store cost between $20-25 USD altogether, which was lofty considering we mostly bought soda & snacks.  However, a meal out averaged $90 USD in whole – quite a difference compared to gas station fare!  So we really tightened our money belts.  On the nights we ret…

'13 going on 30

"Of the gladdest moments in human life, methinks, is the departure upon a distant journey into unknown lands. Shaking off with one mighty effort the fetters of Habit, the leaden weight of Routine, the cloak of many Cares, and the slavery of Home, man feels once more happy."
-- Sir Richard Francis Burton
2012 proved to be one of the most difficult year’s of my life, employment-wise.In the beginning of the year I had a dead-end job worsened by a pompous boss.I frequently & facetiously said “a toad with one testicle could do my job” which was not a lie.My hours, between 08:00 and 17:00, were filled with repeating the same three tasks. All day.Every work day. Without end.

The creative side of me rejoiced when I returned to a position in my degree field: human services.I was earning the most money ever in my life, but it came at a higher cost: thousands of miles on my not-so-new car, at least two 12 hour days per week, the pressure of meeting quotas and being attacked by hell…


"I agree with the suggestion that the best way to witness your partner’s true character is to travel together. I’d add a couple twists. Travel with nothing more than a small backpack. Go somewhere remote, challenging.... Live with locals. Stay as long as you can. Then watch hidden personality traits appear, the good and the not-so-good. By the end of the journey, you’ll know. Bon voyage."
-- Franz Wisner  [How The World Makes Love]

Before this trip, my [now ex-]boyfriend and I typically spent no more than 3 days together at a time since we lived in different states. Each weekend we were together we were always together. When Sunday night arrived we reverted back to our single selves for the week – hanging out with local friends, work, errands, and doing whatever we wanted.

As mentioned previously, my boyfriend never owned a passport before the trip to Belize. Honestly, I would have been fine staying in a Belizean hostel or camping in our hire car, but for his first trip I d…