Tuesday, August 25, 2015

A Tropical Winter

I’m currently in a travel desert. I haven’t taken any trips recently (with the exception of a weekend gambling getaway to Shreveport for my sister’s birthday in July) and I’m actually having to burn PTO at work right now so I don’t lose it. Yep, I have too much extra PTO because I haven’t traveled enough this year. It’s a sad state for a wanderer like me. So you can imagine how happy I was when I finally booked my annual foreign trip! It’s not until December, but it’s enough to get me back to this blog.

I’ll be going to Jamaica for five days to celebrate my 34th birthday. I’ll admit that I’m a little trepidatious about the trip because it’s so far from my normal travel style, but I’m going to say that makes it even more of an adventure…because it’s not an adventure. I booked an all-inclusive, resort-style vacation through one of those giant, cheap travel agencies. For $935 I was able to get a round-trip flight, hotel, all my food and drinks, and rides to and from the airport.

It’s a really good deal for the Caribbean during near-peak season, and I’m definitely not complaining. But this will be the first trip I’ve ever taken where the entire itinerary consists of traveling from the buffet to the beach, back and forth, all day, every day. I kind of feel like I’m cheating. Where’s the culture? Where’s the fish-out-of-water sensation that comes from struggling with a foreign language? Will I even walk a full mile during the five days combined??

Sadly everything I’ve read tells me I’m supposed to stay at the resort the whole time because Jamaica is dangerous, but I don’t know if I’ll be able to follow that advice. I want to get out and see the island at least for a day. I’m hoping I can get my travel buddies (Boyfriend Andrew and Friends Matt and Christina) to agree to a day off the resort for some swimming with dolphins (a popular tourist attraction in Jamaica and a dream of mine since childhood), sightseeing, and a beer at the Pelican Bar.

Has anyone out there been to Jamaica before? Do you have any advice? I’d love to hear some ideas on how to make this indulgent, lazy trip a tiny bit active and adventurous. But just a tiny bit: I am celebrating my rapidly approaching middle age, after all. ;-)

Thursday, May 21, 2015

Galapagos, Part 2


Santa Cruz
While researching the Galapagos leg of our trip, Michele and I learned that there are two primary ways to visit, each with its own pros and cons: stay on the main island (Santa Cruz) and do day trips to other islands, or stay on a boat and travel among the islands the whole time. With option 1, you’re more limited to which islands you can see and I think there are fewer excursions in the same amount of time, probably because the boat has to take you home in time for dinner every night as opposed to being able to cruise the entire time. But with option 2, if you get seasick, well, that sucks. And you’re stuck with the same few people for the whole five days, which is great if you like them….. You are also limited in food choices and have less comfortable accommodations overall, because you’re on a boat. Option 2 is also a little more expensive, if I’m remembering correctly.

Hello, friend
Based on these broad-strokes differences, I liked option 1 better and Michele liked option 2 better. I’m stubborn, while Michele is easygoing. Guess which option we selected? I was able to convince her that I would get seasick and make her life miserable if we stayed on a boat for five days, plus I pointed out all the bars and restaurants we could explore at night if we stayed on Santa Cruz. (At the time I thought that was a legitimate argument.) So despite wanting to show off her amazing yacht hair for five days, she graciously accommodated my preferences. We started reviewing the day trips we could take from Santa Cruz, mainly based on what animals we could see where.

Practical Details for Future Travelers
Fish market in Puerto Ayora
We found out when we reached Santa Cruz that people can just fly in and book their excursions from Puerto Ayora very easily, despite everything we read in advance that said that approach was risky and people often spend their entire vacation stuck on the main island because all the tours are booked. We didn’t want to risk it, so we booked a package through one of the many tour companies. I’m happy with how it worked out, but the warnings were extremely overhyped; we could have saved quite a bit of money by waiting to book excursions when we arrived in Santa Cruz. For anyone willing to risk it, I’d recommend that approach.

Pinnacle Rock
We booked through Galapagos Travel Center, and we did the Island Secrets package:
Day 1: Arrive in Puerto Ayora; take a bay tour by boat; see iguanas, seals, and blue-footed boobies; snorkel with a giant turtle; and be serenaded by a crazy boat captain (unexpected bonus)
Marine iguanas
Day 2: Land tour of Santa Cruz island, including lunch at and walking tour of a giant-tortoise preserve; walk down lava tunnels; chill on an isolated beach (Garrapatero); drive around the Highlands and Cerro Mesa; see Darwin Station and a tortoise breeding center; and visit a local coffee roaster and bakery (another unexpected bonus)
Day 3: Yacht to Santa Fe (cacti and cliffs for birds)
Day 4: Yacht to Plazas and Bartolome (Pinnacle Rock and penguins, but no)

Day 5: Fly back to Quito

That's me with a giant turtle!
Island Sights
We got to snorkel for free on days 1, 3, and 4, which was a lovely surprise because the company made it sound like we’d have to pay extra for snorkel gear. I had never been snorkeling before and I’m worried that doing it in the Galapagos for the first time ruined me for all other snorkeling. Over the course of those three days, I swam with a giant turtle, saw a sleeping shark, frolicked underwater with playful seals, held a sea anemone, and followed marine iguanas as they dove down to feast on algae (the only iguanas in the whole world who go underwater for food!). The penguins weren’t on Bartolome as promised, but I was so enchanted by all the other animals I saw up close that I wasn’t too disappointed.

Sea lions and birds
We also did some very light hiking (aka walking for people who just did the Inca Trail) on Plazas and Santa Fe to see Pinnacle Rock and cliffs where a vast array of birds fly in and out (and baby birds sleep in nests on the ground! They have no native predators!). We also saw sea lions splayed out on rocks almost everywhere we went. They smelled terrible and occasionally got aggressive with each other, but I loved watching them laze around and bark like dogs. They reminded me of my Sam.

Food and Drinks
The first day we arrived, Alexandra (our intrepid tour guide/coordinator/second mother) shuttled us to the dock to meet our bay-tour captain and then ran out to get us lunch. We ate on the dock that day, and we had a fancy lunch at the giant-tortoise preserve on the second day. Days 3 and 4, when we were yachting around the Galapagos (I’ve wanted to write that phrase forever!), a cook prepared lunch for everyone and we ate in the little dining room of the yacht.

Yacht life
Breakfast was included with our hotel, but it took us a couple days to figure that out, so we a few breakfasts in town. Dinners were also included in our package, but we had to eat at the same mediocre restaurant every night. We played along the first two nights but then decided to branch out and try other places. Our waiter at the preordained restaurant kept trying to flirt with Michele, but her patchy Spanish and his age (60+) just made things awkward.

There was no veggie food here :(
Overall, the food in Ecuador was just okay. Lunch at the tortoise preserve was the highlight (no, we did not eat tortoise); the rest was really just sustenance. Honestly, we were both disappointed with Ecuadorian food, especially compared to the really good meals we had in Peru. And Ecuadorian beer was awful! We each bought one on the yacht one day­—because how do you not?—but I actually threw mine away because it was so terrible. If you know me at all, you know I don’t throw away booze easily.

Nightlife in Puerto Ayora was interesting. The city’s vibe brought to mind a place where cruise ships stop during the day and leave (with all the tourists) before nightfall. There were bars and restaurants, but not many people to visit them. And the Galapagos in general seemed like a destination for older folks, so the few bars we went to were pretty deserted. And we found only one bar/restaurant overlooking the water the whole time we were there! As native Austinites who are used to quality patios and don’t see much water, that seemed like sacrilege to us.
Puerto Ayora

Nevertheless, we valiantly attempted to barhop each night after dinner (the sacrifices you make on vacation), but the places either felt like a TGIFridays or an empty club. On the plus side, we got plenty of rest while we were there.

Retirement Already? Okay!
El Garrapatero
Overall the Galapagos were beautiful and relaxing, which is just what I needed after our slog through the Andes. I feel like I got a glimpse of what my retired vacations will be like, and not just because 75% of the other tourists were retired. We woke up at a reasonably early hour each morning, had active but easy sightseeing trips every day, ate bland dinners in mediocre restaurants every night, and were usually in bed by 10. If being retired means hanging out on beaches like Garrapatero, then sign me up.


Tuesday, April 7, 2015

Galapagos!! (Part 1)

The train to and from MP has
skylights, soda, and coffee. Why
would you ever hike the trail?

When Michele and I were on the train back to Ollantaytambo from Machu Picchu we met an Italian guy traveling by himself. We chatted about our trips and when we told him we were going to the Galapagos Islands next, he excitedly said that the “Gala [gall-ah] pagos [like the Spanish word for pay]” were lovely. Now every time I think about the Galapagos, I hear it in my head as gall-a-pag-os. I wish I knew how to write phonetics, because that probably isn’t coming across. But it’s different than the American pronunciation. Good story, eh?

I spent some quality
time in Quito
Anyway, Michele and I had somehow made it through the Inca Trail and were ready for some relaxing island time in the Gall-a-pag-os. All we had to do was endure a harrowing collectivo (mini-bus) ride from Ollantaytambo to Cusco (complete with an hour-long standstill on a windy mountain road due to an accident), a few more unlicensed-cab rides, a flight to Lima, a flight to Quito, a flight to Guayaquil, a flight to Santa Cruz, a bus ride, a boat ride, and a truck ride to Puerto Ayora. Easy-peasy!

When we arrived in Santa Cruz, our tour guide Alexandra was actually waiting for us at the airport, holding a sign with my name on it. Michele and I were both astounded and a little giddy. We had set up such welcome parties at all of our destinations because cabbies in the region are notorious for robbing tourist, but Alexandra was the only one on our entire trip who actually showed up. We easily and immediately forgave her many, many personal affronts (“Two women alone at your age? Why do you not have husbands? You must be sad about that.”) based purely on that sign with my name on it in the airport.

The proper way to eat
spaghetti in the Galapagos
It was literally a sign of things to come. Alexandra was brash and in everyone’s faces (including ours), but she got shit done. She hustled us to the front of lines and made people do what she said, all for our benefit. She checked us into our hotel and set us up with a driver to take us around the whole time we were there. She brought us spaghetti on a dock and silverware to eat it with while we waited for our (insane, singing) boat captain to arrive.When we saw a demonstration march through downtown Puerto Ayora on our first night, she filled us in on the labor disputes between locals and the airlines. She explained the rules about living in the Galapagos, how only a few people can have cars and no foreigners can move there now and dogs and chickens are highly regulated, and she told us that too many people are having too many babies. She was a wealth of sometimes-biased insight and she made sure we got the most out of our stay there. I have serious respect for that crazy lady.

Saturday, January 10, 2015

2015 Resolutions


I’m big on making resolutions, and I’ve never limited myself to a new year to set them. I’m constantly making lists of things I want to do (save money for X, Y, and Z; complete crafty projects A, B, and C; try this new exercise routine to find my perfect balance to regular workouts; read these classic novels this year; etc.), and I post these lists everywhere. I have a chalkboard in the kitchen with the big ones but I also have lists on my phone, post-its shoved in my purse, and notebooks dedicated to various resolutions scattered all over my apartment. I rarely (if ever) stick to my perfect plans, but I love the false sense of organization they give my all-over-the-map ambitions. Plus it feels awesome to cross something off a list when I actually do it.

So even though I make resolutions all year long, I inevitably get swept up in the frenzy of a fresh year and set some new ones or recommit to old ones that have fallen by the wayside. For 2015 (so far), I’ve decided to focus on the following:
  • Bike to work more.
  • Learn how to cook like a grown up.
  • Win the war with my pets to maintain a clean-smelling apartment ALL THE TIME.
  • Turn my 3.6-mile jog into a 5-mile jog. And then do it at least 3 times a week.
  • Buy a scooter.
  • Quit smoking.
  • Be more cultured (which to me means reading more; taking a painting class with the boyfriend; and going to museums, the ballet, and the the-ahhh-ter).


And of course keep traveling! Unfortunately, buying a scooter seriously cuts into my expendable cash (i.e., my travel budget). But does that mean I have to compromise my rule about visiting a new country every year? Hell, no!

This year, more than any other since I made my rule, I’m focusing on budget travel. I think I will be able to afford a quick trip to somewhere in the Caribbean for my birthday (December) for less than $1,000. My plan is to find a good deal on an all-inclusive vacation in Jamaica or the Dominican Republic. I also want to squeeze in a girls’ trip to San Francisco and Napa Valley, but I haven’t started running numbers on that yet. I’m pretty sure it will be more than my Caribbean trip, but we’ll see. 

And I resolve to keep writing this blog! I still have to recap the Galapagos, and then I'll start writing more planning and budgeting entries. Happy 2015, y'all!