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Wednesday, June 10, 2015

Adventure Feet...addition

In case you haven't seen my feet in 4 years, there have been some ongoing additions to them. TATTOOS! Since living in my first foreign country (Thailand), I have been tattooing my feet in the local language. One simple word....Adventure. Of course! What else would I be putting on my feet? So far I have Thai, Myanmar, and Korean...until yesterday.

Yesterday I added the Vietnamese addition = phiêu lưu. Wanna see how it's going so far? Well, here's ya go...


Upper Left - My tattoo artist, Jack (at NinjaInk)
Upper Right - Before the addition
Lower Left - Getting it done!
Lower Right - The vietnamese addition

That's all for these feet...until my next move...

Xin Chao,
Apes :)

Tuesday, May 26, 2015

Quick Trip to Thailand

Over 4 years ago, I landed in the Land of Smiles (Thailand). Since then, I have traveled both Asia and Europe, and some other random countries (Australia, etc.). A LOT has happened over those 4 years, both with me AND my friends new and old. While I am currently living in Hanoi, Vietnam, I had to go on a quick VISA run back to where it all started...Thailand.

I was only in Bangkok for 2 nights, and it was busy with running errands (VISA, shopping, eating, etc). But I did get a chance to reflect on the years. 

I was dreading heading over to Thailand because it was inconvenient and the trip was made on short notice. However, I did talk to a few friends in BKK and planned to meet up with them. So, I decided to change my attitude and be more excited for a "short holiday" in BKK with some old friends instead of being annoyed by the trip. 

Once I arrived, I realized how much I had missed Thailand; the language, the people, the bright lights of the HUGE city. I always thing of Hanoi being a big city - but it is NOT. It's is a fairly smal1 city, you can drive from one end to the other in less than an hour, I'm sure. But BKK? Billboards, lights, skyscrapers, public transportation (skytrain, subway, etc), and MALLS! It was FANTASTIC!

As I walked the streets, I always was bombarded with memories from my first year: my first trip to khao sahn, meeting up with my mate from high school (Ian) for beers, girls weekend in Sukhumvit, NYE with my at-the-time-bf, BKK4EVA weekend with the Myanmar crew, and so many more. 

One of my friends I caught up with (Tigger) was one of the teachers when I lived down in Surat Thani...so a friend from my very first year of living abroad. My friend that I was staying with (Luke) is a friend from Hanoi, so from my most current year. It was a full circle it felt like. I was chatting with Tigger - from when I was still fresh-faced and unjaded, and then hung out with Luke - from my current time, knowing the lay of the land, with a few jobs and many countries of experiences under my belt. 

It was interesting to feel the change when I met up with these guys, from brand new to seasoned. I am happy about how things have turned out - especially in the fact of being able to keep my friendships with those I've met abroad. 

I've been so bad at blogging, but I'm hoping to change that. Summer is coming, and I my goal is going to be to do a post a week....so let's hope that happens! I need to get a new battery for my laptop and then I can actually take my laptop someone to post my adventures. But, that's a tomorrow problem.

Xin Chao,
Apes 

Tuesday, March 17, 2015

I chose this life...I should've prepared.

When I first decided to leave the US and travel/teach abroad, I knew I would miss big life events. Birthdays, graduations, engagements, weddings, births. I was mildly prepared for it. I had a mental short list of "if so-and-so" gets married, I would make sure I could make it back. Of course, my short list of people DID get married, and I did miss it. It just wasn't financially feesible for me to travel to the other side of the world for a weekend to watch 2 soul mates tie the knot. There are photographers at the event for a reason, and when I would visit home again, I would get to see them in the midst of their new life. I learned to deal.

When I missed my siblings graduations (1 from high school, 1 from university) I felt like a lousy sister for not being there. But again, my dad takes photos.

But it's not the same.

But then, there are deaths. Well, so far just 1 (almost). My grandfather has been in the hospital all week. Things went from bad to worse, to better, to the end. When I heard he was having a "good day" - I knew it was the end. There's always 1 good day before the end. I'd been getting updated, emails, messages, and etc....but didn't have any words to respond to any. What could I say? "I'm on the other side of the world, on the exact opposite time zone, but here are my random words that won't do any good". I mean seriously...my aunts/uncles/father are traveling down to visit him, and I'm 12 hours by TIME ZONE away. They stay with him all day in the hospital while I'm asleep, and then when I wake up, it's time for them to sleep. My updates come when I wake up , or when I'm about to go to sleep. I can't even send a message to ask for an update at any time during my days. Let alone try to call or get in touch in any other way. He's now been taken off life support and moved to a hospice. When I go to bed tonight, I'll wake up to one less family member. I won't have the comfort of family here or even the comfort of someone who has known me for longer than a year to lean on.

Talk about helpless and lonely.

I was prepared to miss birthdays. I learned to deal with missing weddings and graduations. But missing the last hours of someone you love? That thought didn't even enter my mind to prepare for. 

So, to the man who tried stealing my dimples every time I saw him, who would come and bring me candy bars at my high school track races (someone always had to come in last!), and took me on my first helicopter ride. May your last few hours be peaceful and comfortable. It's safe to say you will be missed by people all over the world, even if they weren't present in your last hours. 

- Ape

Friday, March 13, 2015

Traffic in Hanoi

Just saw this posted on a Vietnam page, and thought it was a great representation of Hanoi Traffic. So, check out what a normal commute around town is:



Saturday, February 28, 2015

TET Holiday - Sri Lanka

During the Lunar New Year, Vietnam celebrates the Chinese New Year...and it is called TET. We get 2 weeks off, and most foreigners use this chance to leave Vietnam and travel, and of course - I did the same! Where did I go?

Sri Lanka! Random, eh? Yes, I agree. Here's how it came about...

Hanging out with an old housemate, she told me her birthday was around TET and we should go somewhere. Of course, I was all for it. She thought of Sri Lanka, and while I had never had that country even enter my mind as a place to visit, I of course agreed. After a few weeks, talking to a few people, I decided Sri Lanka was going to be my next destination no matter what. Beaches, Seafood, Sun, everything I could want. So, I let my housemate know that I would be heading to Sri Lanka even if she decided not too. Well, she decided not too...and I continued to plan to go myself.

During my planning I got a message from my cousin, Jessie, who was planning her next holiday (she had joined my in my Bali Birthday celebration) and wanted to know where I'd be. Once I told her Sri Lanka in February, she started making plans to join.

So, after a few months pass, it's time to board the plane! I hopped on the flight ready for a VERY MUCH needed break from every Hanoi. I landed in Kuala Lumpur (Malaysia) and stayed for 2 days, visiting my friend Moni. The first day, I slept 12 hours....and IT WAS NEEDED! It was impossible to get more than 4 hours of sleep at my house in Hanoi before I left due to construction. I already felt like a new person.

While I was in KL, I had delicious Indian food, saw the Petronas Towers, Batur Caves and caught up with Moni. He is opening a resturant, and I got the grand tour before it opened.

Apes at the Petronas Towers, KL
Batur Caves, KL

Come Sunday, it was time to leave KL and move onto the feature of my holiday...SRI LANKA! I jumped on the plane, and didn't even bother sleeping. Once we arrived on the gorgeous island, I found my driver and he led me through Colombo, chatting all the way.

Here's a rough recap of my time once I was in Sri Lanka.

Colombo - My first (and last) stop in Sri Lanka. I met some good people and had a GREAT dinner with them. I ended up seeing ALL of them again at some point in my trip:

Max - one of the 2 Germans who were cycling the island on their fixed gear bikes. Him and Dennis (the other German cyclist) ended up being my favorite travellers on this trip, and I saw them nearly everyday.
Alex - he pretty much lived at the Hostel I stayed at (BED HOSTEL) and I saw him at the end of my trip as well.
Liam - A Canadian teaching English in China, we ended up hitting a few other cities together, but then he got "beached out" and moved onto visiting the Hill Country.

Cousin Jessie met me in Colombo, and a few hours after she arrived, we were on our way to our first beach...HIKKADUWA!!

Cousins on the train from Colombo to Hikkaduwa
Hikkaduwa - we spent 2 nights here, and it was gorgeous. As soon as we found a room (on the beach) we went for dinner and drinks, and a sunset. There didn't seem to be much happening that night, so we ended up just calling it an early one, catching up and just hanging out. The next day, we headed to the beach for the whole day, after a lovely breakfast at Tree Top Restaurant. It was a restaurant that was actually a tree-house, and we got a HUGE breakfast spread for just a few bucks. On the beach, we grabbed beds in front of The Drunkn Monkey, and we ran into Liam (the Canadian) and had some DELICIOUS cocktails and amazing seafood. It was soo good that we ate there the next day as well. In the evening, we met a few Aussies on the street and had some drinks before going down to the beach. Once down at the beach we met a birthday party and ended up hanging out with them at a Karaoke Beach Bar all night. Singing 80's and dancing a fool on the beach...CHECK!
Breakfast at Tree Top

Beach Babes!
Our last day in Hikkaduwa was spent doing some shopping, beaching, and eating before we hopped a tuk tuk to the next stop...GALLE.

Galle - We stayed in Galle Fort, which is exactly like it sounds. It's a little city inside the Fort in Galle. The first night (also Jessie's last night with me) we got Sari's and wore them to dinner with some people staying in our Hostel (Galle Fort Hostel). The next day, I took a cooking class and learned hour to make 9 Sri Lankan dishes! Curries - Pumpkin, Okra, Eggplant, Dahl, Jackfruit, Green Bean, Fish, Chicken, and also a really delicious Sri Lankan fruit salad. Afterwards, I walked off my "stuffed to the brim belly" by walking the fort walls and taking pictures. I was planning on heading out the following day to get back on a beach...UNAWATUNA!

Sari, not sorry
"Mama" who taught me to cook.
I MADE THIS!







Galle Fort Walls
Unawatuna - Before I left Galle, I luckily decided to book a hostel for my stay in Unawatuna. Good thing, too! A few hours after I arrived the place was full and the owner had to turn people away! I tuk tuk'd up to Unawatuna Hostel and arrived at a small hostel in the jungle, close to the railroad tracks. As I entered, I was given breakfast and told that there would be a BBQ later in the day. Everyone was lounging around, and I decided to tag along with a couple heading to the beach. Once on the beach, we grabbed coconuts and I worked on my tan. The beach was lovely, albeit small - it took about 15 minutes to walk the whole thing. You could definitily see the tourism taking over, as the area between the resturants and water was almost non-existent. At high tide, the water was lapping under our beach chairs.

Later in the day, it was BBQ time! One of the workers was leaving, and since he was a chef, he was doing all the cooking....all we had to do was put in 1000IND (about $7) towards drinks for the event. There were some musicians staying at the hostel, so we had a bonfire and a jam session, and once we decided to stay inside, there was still plenty of live music (and food and drink) to last until the wee hours of the morning.

Party People of Unawtuna:
Anna and Jens - An Austrian/Swede couple that reunited the day before I arrived.
Roman and his GF (who was lovely but I cant remember her name!) - Austrians who went to school with Anna. Roman kept referring to me as April from Nightrider and kept asking me for "boosters"
Mel - One of the musicians, we ended up going to Mirissa together for 2 days after Unawatuna...maybe Croatia in September???
Alice/Shantelle - 2 lovely girls traveling with Mel, Alice will be visiting Hanoi soon!
Jack - And English bloke with Alice/Shantelle/Mel, I ended up running into him on my last day in Waligama. Hopefully his red backed sunburn has finally healed!
Sebastian and Ismael - The Chileans who we partied with again in Mirissa and I saw daily in Mirissa/Wilagama. Both are into music and Sebastian has a GREAT voice!
Bunche - the owner of the hostel. Let's deem him the "king of the party castle".

The morning after the party, I was up and out (and returned) before most people had even woken up. When I wandered through the hostel, it reminded me of a frat party - empty bottles, extra people on couches, all the remnants of a great night. But, I was off for a morning of diving! I headed to the beach and went Scuba Diving with a lovely English couple that are currently living in Kuwait. The diving itself wasn't that memorable. I liked it, of course, but the sites were full of dead coral. Not too many bright colors, as I'm used to seeing under water. There were some bright colored fish, and I got to see puffer fish (my first), but other than that, the coral was all brown and unappealing. Too much diving, I suppose. Probably because some people don't follow the saying "Take pictures, leave bubbles" and end up touching (killing) the coral and other life. Such as, MY DIVEMASTER! He was touching all the flatworms and at one point picked up a starfish and swam with it. NOT OK! That explained why the underwater looked like it did. I did however, see something interesting....

..as I swam along (NOT TOUCHING THINGS), I saw a man untangling a fish from a hook. "Ah, how nice to untangle the fish!" I thought. As I watched I realized that is NOT what he was doing. While he had his diving gear on, he also had a spear....he was spearfishing while diving, and was running his "line" through the fish, at which the fish joined the rest of the fish dangling on his line behind him.

After diving, I headed back to the hostel, to greet the zombies awakening from their slumber. Mel made Macaroni and Cheese for everyone, and then him and I grabbed a bike from Bunche and drove off to MIRISSA!

Mirissa - In Mirissa, we stayed at Poppies, right across from the beach. We headed down to the beach for happy hour cocktails, and a snack. Then, we went back to get showered, and ended up running into the Chileans! So, we decided to catch some live music with them, and then bar hopped down the beach. We left the Chileans at the "trance" beach bar, and went back to bar that was playing 90's music. We ended up meeting a Sri Lankan race car driver, and stayed until the early morning light...but then we needed to head back....we were going WHALE WATCHING the next day!

On the boat we ended up seeing whales pretty early, which was GREAT! There ended up being 3 whale sightings, and HEAPS of dolphins. Afterwards, we drove out to Waligama to meet the Chileans and the Germans for food and drinks....the following day it was time for a new location.

Wilagama - So, I was originally going to head up to the Hill Country today, but as my heart belongs to the beach, I decided to just backtrack and spend my last few days in Wilagame. Both the Chileans AND the Germans were there surfing, and I was happy to lay on the beach and watch them instead of trekking in the mountains somewhere. So the next few days consisted of sleeping in, reading on the beach, getting bronzed, and taking pictures of my surfing friends.

During the next few days, I ran into Jeff, who also lives in Hanoi (we shared a taxi to the airport in Hanoi) and then Jack (from Unawatuna). It was nice to just walk down the street and see familiar faces.
Adventure Feet in Wilagama
Eventually though, it was time to hop on a train back to Colombo, for my last night in Sri Lanka before heading back to Hanoi.

So...I can now understand why EVERYONE I talked to RAVED about Sri Lanka, as I will continue to rave about it as well. The food was delicious, the lcoal people were the nicest and loveliest I have EVER met, the landscape (ok, the beaches - since that's all I saw) was beautiful. I am already looking to make Sri Lanka my September holiday (again), although this time I'm hoping to make it off the beach :)

Iss-too-tee,
Apes

Monday, December 1, 2014

QUEST

Every year a group of expats put together a music camping weekend outside of Hanoi, called Quest. It's from a Friday night to Sunday night. Of course, I went!

This year's theme was "Cosmic Animals" and my friend Alexandra and I decided to head down Friday night and leave Saturday night (early morning work on Sunday). I got down around midnight on Friday and partied until the wee hours of the morning. It was camping outside - we all had tents to sleep in, and there were about 4 or 5 different places to listen to music. It was right on a lake, so we could swim, or even hang out on some swings by the water. It was a great location and setup.

Saturday morning we had breakfast (and bloody marys) while the busses from Hanoi brought the weekend groups of people. Alex and I (and our friend Raghu) put on our costumes: I was a bumblebee, Alex was a ladybug, and Raghu was our flower. Raghu wasn't overy excited to be our flower, but too bad! Once we were set up in our costumes, we buzzed around the venue listening to music and catching up with friends. We did arts-n-crafts, and "sent" postcards to other people at Quest.

Ellie, Anna, and a bumblebee
As the day went on, Alex and I kept delaying out departure more and more. By 9pm, we had decided to just wake up early and drive back before class started. The drive was only about 1.5 hours so it wouldn't be too bad.

So, we woke up at 4am, and then rolled back over. Then we woke up at 5am, and hit the road. We made it to class on time, but we were EXHAUSTED!

I can't wait for the next one!
Apes

Saturday, November 29, 2014

International Thanksgiving

Whelp, it's almost Thanksgiving back in the states. This year, I am gone again.

But have no fear - INTERNATIONAL THANKSGIVING IS HERE!

Saturday before Thanksgiving my French housemates and I decided to host a Thanksgiving. They had never had one before, and I of course wanted my favorite dishes. Earlier in the week I had invited some friends, and Friday I even found a place to order a turkey - hot and fresh, ready to be picked up!

So Saturday AM I picked up the turkey, made my favorite holiday dishes, and set up our terrace for the guests coming over. We started eating around 7pm, and had almost all the holiday dishes that I had at home, and a mix of others:

Turkey
Mashed Potatoes (made by my housemate)
Stuffing (Made by the other American at dinner)
Breaded Cauliflower (Mislan recipe)
Layered Salad (Mislan recipe)
Cranberry Sauce
Vegetables (carrots/cucumbers brought by a guest)
Duck
Rice
Greek Salad
Wine (brought by the French, of course)
Crepes (for dessert)


The guests were from all over:
America
Canada
England
Australia
South Africa
France
Vietnam
Germany
Ukraine

Some of the guests hadn't even had turkey before, so they definitely enjoyed our holiday.


Happy Thanksgiving!
Apes