‘spensive flip-flips, claustrophobia, and dancin’ dogs

This is the most “maternal” I’ve ever seen myself look.

My day today in the town of Moshi was quite eventful. I had gone in with Thomas (the volunteer guide) and Daniela (my roommate and fellow volunteer) to pick up more supplies that I’d need for my class.  The town of Moshi is not modern by American standards but definitely more modern than the small village where the orphanage is located. We spent an hour at an internet cafe and paid less than $1. They even threw in 3 power cuts for free. How generous is that? *Note to self…bring your netbook with you when you come to town next time* Continue reading

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Mambo Tanzania

I made it to Tanzania safe and sound.  It was probably the longest journey I’ve taken on this journey so far being that I had a 7.5 hour layover in Qatar and almost 18 hours of flight time but a 2 hr bus ride when I got here.  That doesn’t include a layover at JFK and a random one that didn’t show up on my ticket in Dar El Salaam.  Anywho… Continue reading

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Skydiving, Mothaland Madness, Travel Porn, and Weirdos

So ladies and gents it’s official.  I am back on the saddle en route to my next destination.  Moshi, Tanzania….with a long ass layover in Doha, Qatar.  I’m heading to Tanzania to tutor kids at an orphanage, teach English and Business Development to women, and visit locals suffering from HIV/AIDS. Continue reading

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Life is but a dream

My time back in the states has been both eye opening and interesting to say the least.  No one knew I was coming.  I just showed up at my mothers door.  After ghetto banging for about 15 minutes and thanks to the dog my little brother and his nonstop barking at the top of his little lungs she finally came to the door.  This is one person’s house you will not get in to if you come over unannounced.  Continue reading

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The whisper

After hanging out in the twilight zone for a few days I figured it was time to roll on out.  I  previously spoke about learning that my grandfathers mass in his lungs had grown larger.  He was also having minor surgery for an unrelated issue but no surgery is minor for a senior who has both dementia and lung cancer. Continue reading

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Full of Shit – Part Two

“Some children are sick because of something they’ve done in a past life.” – Weird old guy The “Dada” who created the detox center where I’m a student


” 😐 ” –  Miss Venus today after being told the above

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Full of Shit – Part One

Nearly four months on the road eating fried rice and noodles and away from my dear Vitamix blender, my poor digestive system has taken a beating. Going days without using the bathroom is seriously not a good look. 

For the last week I had been extremely tired, sluggish, and could tell by my skin that I was full of shit…LITERALLY. I  seriously needed to do something about a non herbal laxative was not going to cut it. Instead I had the brilliant idea of going to a wellness retreat for some much-needed detoxification. I have been to one before in 2008 in Thailand and it worked wonders. Since Nepal was next on my list I found a place there that sounded promising, however, the one way flight to Nepal from Seoul was nearly $1200. I didn’t even spend that much to get from the states to Thailand so I definitely wasn’t spending that to get to Nepal. ( NOTE: This would be one of the downsides of traveling without a plan and purchasing your tickets as you go along. 😐 ) Plan B was to go online and purchase the cheapest ticket to a random location that just so happened to have a residential wellness and detox center. So where did I chose?

 

…..Drum roll please……… Continue reading

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You have boyfriend?

Aaaaah, the infamous question asked by  99.3% of the Asian women that I have had a personal interaction with on this journey, to include the middle-aged woman in the lobby of the hotel.  😐 When I answered her and said “No, I’m single” the pleasant look on her face turned to one of sheer concern with a side of “What the hell is wrong with you?”.  This was then followed by questions regarding age, date of last relationship, and sexual orientation. 

Early on in my trip I wrote about a few other people inquiring about my marital status. I know this is a common occurence for women traveling abroad by themselves.  I’ve spoken to natives of various Asian countries and asked about the average age of marriage for a man and woman.  I also wanted to know what people thought about women who were over 30 and still single.  The responses were both astonishing and hilarious.  I was told stories about being disowned by family, shunned by their peers, or even asked if they were lesbians because they had yet to marry.

I had never felt pressured to be in a relationship or get married until two years ago when my mother told me she was praying that God would send me a husband.  😐 WHAT??????????? How the heck are you going to pray for something that you don’t even know I want? No wonder a tribe of people I had dated in my past had been calling or emailing out of the blue.  Her “need” for me to find a “tall dark and handsome Christian man” came out of nowhere. I was never one of those little girls who put the towel around her head and pretended she was a bride, putting a doll under my shirt to pretend I was pregnant, or who recruited neighborhood little boys to play house. No ma’am.  I was trying to pop wheelies on my big wheel and taking a scissor to my dolls head to make her look better.

I get way over to Asia and start feeling like I should have a plus-one with me on this journey.  Well, thankfully that was just a case of temporary insanity.  I’m definitely not in a hurry to jump the broom, tie the knot, or birth any babies…wait..I just got a little nauseous which means this conversation needs to come to an abrupt end.

You guys get the picture….. toodles 😉

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