Jenna and I hate being tourists.
Early on in the trip we paid our due to statues, museums, popular towns and other “must-dos” until we realized there was a direct correlation between misery and tourists attractions.
It wasn’t until we taught English in Vietnam (our third Helpx of the trip) that we had a three part epiphany…
Part One: We hate being on the tourist trail and museums are expensive.
Part Two: We love meeting locals
I said it and I meant it.
“Italy is just so… Italy”
Probably not my most scholarly choice of words in describing the country, but when we got off the plane in Rome, it was the first thing that came to mind. I felt like an extra in a romantic Italian film.
I had no expectations for the country, and yet it was exactly as I expected; the small white tables lining the streets where, at
Arrived from our brief layover in Doha, we began making our way to our next stop – a farm 40km north of Athens where we’d be working on another HelpX for about 3 weeks.
Our host had instructed us to meet him at a particular train stop – this is where we met the crew and from the beginning it was, well, crazy.
Theo has spent the past year developing his property into something he calls
August 27th was a special day on the trip that didn’t get much love.
It was the two year mark from our first date (first successful date, anyway) and we spent it sanding over-sized doors and learning how to make tzatziki at our Greece Helpx. Neither of us were complaining but being just a short ferry ride away from one of the prime romantic locations in the world, it seemed criminal not to indulge.
During the course of our trip we’ve met a lot of people that have been to India and their message is always the same; that place is crazy.
Some people absolutely love it and cannot get enough; a number of friends have traveled the country for 6 months or more at a time!
Others abhor the place will never go back; one of them provided me with a telling acronym of his experience in India…
After spending nearly 5 months in Asia both Jenna and I felt the time was right to move on. It’s truly a wondrous place but one that can tire you out in a hurry – which is why our next stop sounded all the more appealing.
Ah yes, Europe.
Different enough to stretch your horizons but not so different that toilets aren’t just a hole in the ground (I’m lookin’ at you Asia).
When we left the states in January, we had little idea of where we would end up. We planned the first month of travel, but flexibility and last minute decision making has rendered us our most cherished experiences.
India was just one of those experiences.
We ended up in India after clicking with a wonderful couple whom we dove with on the Great Barrier Reef in February. Four days out at sea can really solidify new
After ten days of silent equanimity in Phitsanulok, Thailand, it was time to enter back into the hustle and bustle of travel reality. We boarded yet another bus (thankfully not a 26 hour bus…) and made our way to Chiang Mai.
Chiang Mai (not to be confused with Chiang Rai which I can imagine has happened more often than people admit) is an ancient Buddhist city in the northern region of Thailand that rests amidst beautiful
Back in January during our going away party one of Jenna’s friends, Dave Abramson, had stopped by and was telling us about his uncle who lived in Thailand. He told us he was married and had lived there for 18 or so years and that we’d probably be welcomed in by him.
Did David actually expect us to go find this uncle? I’d say probably not.
But in mid-July after finishing our brief exploration of Laos,
Between Laos’ ancient capital of Luang Prabang and current capital of Vientiane lies a small town called Vang Vieng. There’s not that much to do in Vang Vieng save for two things:
1.) Drink Alcohol
2.) Ride Tubes on the Nam Song River
One could make the argument that a third could be drinking delectable fruit smoothies for $.50, but for simplicity’s sake we shall leave it at two.
Normally Jenna and I would steer clear