I hope we get there! Stand-by travel don’t do me wrong! (Please?!)
It’s the day before my big yearly trip with my dad, and the nerves have kicked in. That’s right, I get really nervous the day before a big trip. Am I the only one? By this point I’ve put in weeks of work to stay flexible yet be prepared so I can keep it as stress-free as possible for him. Then there’s the question of non-revving (stand-by staff travel). If we get stuck somewhere awkward, it’s all down to my (bad?) flight decisions. The Pressure!
Today I am mulling a choice: 14hrs in First Class (with a proper lie-flat seat) followed by 6.5 hrs in Coach…or 14hrs in Business Class (an almost lie-flat seat) followed by 3hrs in Coach. It’s a tough call. I’m not usually picky about what cabin I travel (heck, I’ll usually go in a jumpseat!), but when it comes to traveling with (should be) retired parents on 14 hours flights…it feels kind of important. Which would you choose?
Dang it! Something else to put on my wanna-see travel list. Even after all these years I am still sometimes surprised how it keeps growing. I didn’t even know Lyon had such a thing, and I am a sucker for festive lights. It’s a certain kind of art to me, especially as done here.
See for yourself. Just looking at it makes me thirsty for hot chocolate and mulled wine wrapped in cold hands.
Click for Light Festival slide show.
Swallow’s Nest Castle, Ukriane
Source: Fascinating Places
This castle makes me think about heights. Specifically, how I love them. I’m drawn to them, especially in the form of wanting to climb everything I can. But I’m no adrenaline junkie. No obsessions with sky-diving or paragliding or cliff-jumping here. You might say I’m an adrenaline fantasist. Is that a thing? I like to climb with a harness, or at least good hand holds.
I still like to feel secure, even if that just means I trust myself not to let go. I’m not so much into the sensation of falling. But the kind of heights that require solid trust in yourself to be rational? Those are the ones for me. Continue Reading
Pocas do Gomes – Best “public swimming pool” imaginable. (Source: unknown)
My travel life is fully dictated by photos. Always has been. That means my decisions have mostly gone like this: see a photo, decide “that’s an image I’m going to see live”, then plan a trip with that view as the destination. The less I personally know about the landmark in the image, the better. Anyone can point to the Pyramids of Giza and say “I want to go there” – such a route is obvious and well-marked. The fun lies in picking a landmark that requires you to DIY your own path. It doesn’t have to be an “undiscovered” place, just unfamiliar to me.
Enter this photo of Pocos do Gomes, Portugal. I’ve looked and looked online but can find little information about these sparkling pools, save for the fact they lie along a nice seafront walk in Madeira and are park of a public swimming pool complex. (That my use of the word “complex” lightly.) Well that’s good enough for me! Continue Reading
Photo: Untravelled Paths
Say what you will about Groupon, it is good for exposing you to new places and activity ideas. As seeing the Northern Lights is on my wish list for 2012, I was in a bit of disbelief to see an ice hotel “deal” flip into my inbox. While it wasn’t the offer I was hoping for, it was still pretty exciting: it was indeed for the ice hotel…in Romania.
From the Ice Hotel Romania website:
Nestled between the icy peaks of the Fagaras Mountains and veiled by clouds, the remote Ice Hotel stands 2000m above sea level and can only be accessed via cable car. Each winter, once the Balea Lake freezes over, the locals cut and drag blocks of the icy lake to the location of the hotel which is set against a magnificent backdrop. Hand carved by local craftsmen using traditional techniques, the frozen Balea Lake is transformed into the beautifully intricate structures of the Ice Hotel and its magical Ice Church. With individually sculptured rooms of ice, each and every corner of the Ice Hotel is stunningly unique and is re-designed and re-built every winter.
Call me a sucker for a gimmick, but this is on my List.
Feast your eyes on this buffet. Ankle deep in a raging Philippine waterfall, visitors at the Villa Escudero Plantation can take their time filling their tummies from grass-skirted buffet tables while indulging their need to cooling off.
I saw this in a magazine somewhere and knew I had to add it to my “Call Me Crazy but I’m so Going There for This Random Reason” list. At just under and hour and a half drive south of Manila, it sounds like one of my more reasonable obsessions. Continue Reading