Friday, June 17, 2016
Arenal Volcano
Wednesday, June 15, 2016
La Fortuna
Tuesday, June 14, 2016
Costa Rica: Travel Day 2
Costa Rica: Getting Here
Sunday, June 12, 2016
New Mexico.
How does one meet a handsome man in NM? The world wide interweb. Don't cringe, it's not that weird. According to eharmony 1 in 4 are doing it these days. So. The basics.
His name is Jeremy. He has a doctorate in physical therapy. Sexy, I know. He has a kind heart, so many skills, has a million and one hidden talents. But, since this is a travel blog and I am about to get all sappy let's focus on the travel.
He planned out a majorly fun 3 days and served as the most excellent tour guide.
Down town Albuquerque. I love the bright vibrant colors and adobe buildings. There is such charm to this area.
Sandia Crest- the most insanely beautiful sunsets. The drive up here is incredible by the way. Lush green trees, long grasses, and wild flowers. I need to go back for a picnic.
And really cool views of storms.
It really helped being able to watch and see all of it with this cutie by my side, even if we were freezing! Yes, it was windy. And yes, I have a head cold. I was and still am battling it, lucky for me that right there is a very patient guy.
Hiking tent rocks. Talk about mother nature showing off with amazing forms.
Going through these slot canyons on the way to the view of tent rocks was awesome! It also provided lots of shade which was a great relief from the 100 degree weather. The hike was fairly simple until the last little bit in which it turned to some steep climbing. Wearing black probably wasn't the best of ideas. Luckily J was prepared with a camel back and snacks. Snacks I love by the way, dried mangoes and trail mix. Mmmm.
Santa Fe is full of artwork. Got to try the famous green chiles. Went Christmas style with red and green chile on my enchilada and tamale. Had sopapilla with honey butter and honey. So good. Explored the capital building. Walked along a cute river. Wandered through art galleries and artsy streets. Walked through old churches.
I even got an amazing sunset when I left. The clouds are so beautiful.
Let me tell you when a guy eats anything, and will eat hummus with me on a picnic. My heart skips a beat. When he comes into the airport to get you with flowers that he texted your best friend to find out which ones you like... yeah. Too flippn' cute. Hand holding, door opening, letting you go first, the little things all add up to one happy girl.
NM was a beautiful place full of natural beauty and the beauty of one very special soul.
Thursday, March 31, 2016
Vilnius, Lithuania
Monday, March 28, 2016
Istanbul Tidbits
A Ferry to Asia
Sunday, March 27, 2016
Istanbul
A Terroristic Easter
Monday, October 12, 2015
Peanuts
Peanuts- a school assignment but great memory
Peanuts. Salty, crunchy, Chinese peanuts. To any human being this seems like an ordinary protein packed snack, BUT you would you be wrong. A single ordinary pack of peanuts was about to trigger an extraordinary event.
It started off like any other day, except I was in China and about to embark on a once in a lifetime adventure through the Avatar mountains. Yes, yes they do exist. Although, I am not too sure about those blue people with the tails, I never made contact with them.
There we were all 1.832 million of us covered in bright plastic ponchos of varying color in a failed attempt to keep dry amidst the furious unleash of rain. Thousands of us in this particular area climbing the mountain and 5,301 excruciating stairs. Winding in a path like little dots of bright hope that would eventually reach the lookout point, we drudged on. Through the pounding rain, paper thin ponchos, and attempts to dodge every wayward umbrella, we pulled over for a nourishment break. Trust me, when hiking 5,301 stairs you need energy now and then.
Speaking of food. Cierra. Cierra always had food. She was one you needed to be friends with if you were to survive these kinds of adventures in ZhanJiaJie. Today her snack of choice was peanuts. Wide eyed I inched towards her with hands outstretched. With a flick of the hand the top of the peanut wrapper came off with ease but as she reached into the awaiting container, it happened.
That simple smell of salty goodness had alerted them and one ear piercing shriek had alerted us. In a simultaneous turn we saw him, king of the jungle, barrel chested and with hungry eyes he starred us down. Teeth blared and eager clawed fingers ready and waiting. Waiting for the snack we were just about to enjoy. Like a fury from hell he came for us and in the blink of an eye the peanuts were gone. Stolen. Thrown to the demon like a sacrifice in hopes that he would not want us instead.
In the tree above us sat the king and our, no his, nuts. Proudly triumphant on his throne he stared down mockingly at us as he oh so carefully took the peanuts out one by one and savored each morsel. At the last nut he dropped the bag in laughter and it floated lifelessly to our feet. Little did we know this was his signal, his war cry.
From the depth of the jungle came his army. An army of every stature and size crawling out of the darkness, antsy, and wanting more. But, we had no more peanuts. We stood shell shocked, shaking bodies began to give way to curiosity as they approached. How close could we get? Would they eat bananas? Who had a banana? Could I take a selfie with them? You know what they say, if it isn’t on instagram did it ever really happen? I needed that selfie. And so the round of human vs ape began. We may have lost the battle but we determined to defeat the army and win the war.
After a prolonged encounter, with stomachs growling in protest, we reluctantly moved on, we still had 5,299 stairs to climb afterall. Unfortunately, our salty, crunch, ordinary chinese peanuts had been devoured but we were left with an extraordinary memory that will we cherish for eternity. Well that and one epic selfie.
















































