Monday, April 26, 2010

Morocco Pre-Trip: Travel Tips and Advice

Before I get into the wonderful details from my Morocco trip, I wanted to lay out some of the valuable lessons I learned along the way. Few will read this and maybe fewer will listen, but I have to tell you that sometimes you can plan forever and never be ready and other times there just might be someone out there with some helpful advice. I hope mine falls into the latter.

Prior to going on a big trip anywhere but specifically a country where things are very different from what you are used to, there are two or three major items you should thing about. I'll call it Christina's Travel Credo.

1. Are you traveling with others or are you traveling alone. Most of us, myself included, just don't have the cajones to travel abroad by ourselves. It really takes a certain amount of self reliance to do a huge trip by yourself. Really think about if you are outgoing enough to meet people on your own and how you would feel about eating by yourself or having a drink. Now in a country like Morocco, I would say you are never alone, but still, it's a lot easier to meet others when you have a co-pilot. If you can't even have lunch or go to a movie by yourself, then I highly suggest going to point two below.

2. If you are traveling with others, take some time to think about your travel partner. You should be very realistic on your tolerance level because it is highly likely you will be spending a lot of time together and getting to know each others personal habits intimately. There is a huge difference between going out for the night or just hanging out and spending days and nights together. Remember, you still want to be friends when you get back. The key is to find that person or persons (but I wouldn't recommend more than 4 people) that will support you, put up with your melt downs and every other idiosyncracy that will come out. Because they will come out, from the need to hum yourself to sleep to the fact that you constantly need to sanitize all your body parts - oh wait, that's just me.

If you are going somewhere that is truly out of your comfort zone, choose wisely because this could make or break your trip. A truly good travel partner would be the following: not picky, doesn't whine overly much, doesn't complain a lot (some venting is fine of course), and can roll with the punches. Ideally, they have strengths where you don't, like maybe the ability to read a map.

3. Lastly, it's always a good idea to read up a bit about where you are going, but not too much. Sometimes it's good to just let serendipity happen and see where you end up. Part of traveling is not hitting every single section listed in a travel book, but letting yourself get lost and seeing what happens. I would say some of my best adventures have happened when I'm lost. You can meet the best people, discover small gems that you otherwise would have missed. Travel isn't about where you are going, but more about what you find along the way. Open your mind to all types of possibilities and chalk up all those not so ideal situations as just a little more seasoning to your trip.

I actually have more thoughts, but maybe I'll save those for the day that someone would actually pay to hear all my blathering.

Now I will also mention that if you are traveling in a non-Western, maybe less developed country, the following are priceless. What I listed above was more of my credo on traveling, but what is below is more a must have.

1. Travel packs of Kleenex or WetWipes. Seriously, keep these with you at all times. There is a good chance that there is not going to be toilet paper when you go. Hell, there may not even be a toilet, but I'll get into that in another post....lucky you.

2. Bring all the drugs you think you are going to need. I lucked out and didn't need one of the many stomach ailment, oh my God I have to go medicines, but have them just in case. Do you really want to try to find a foreign pharmacy first of all and then when you do, try to pantomime that you have the trots, not so pretty. Bring some Pepto, Immodium, Aspirin, Sunblock, Allergy pills, bring it all. I also highly suggest going to your doctor and getting a prescription for some Cipro. No one wants to get some nasty stomach bug and be down and out for 3 days. Sitting in the hotel bathroom is not my idea of a vacation. Cipro will cure whatever ails you below the belt, enough said there.

3. Try, try, try your best to pack light and expect to recycle your clothes. This is from the woman who just lugged a huge suitcase full of shoes and a carry on bag all across Morocco. I did wear all my clothes but could have removed half my shoes. I say pack less shoes and clothes and pack more underwear.

4. Hand sanitizer is your best friend. Remember the aforementioned Kleenex/WetWipe in number one? Well, if there isn't toilet paper, do you really think there will be soap? Hand sanitizer might be the one barrier that separates you and that Cipro or you doing the hand jive for some pharmacist trying to signal explosive diarrhea. Use it and use it a lot.

This concludes Christina's travel tips. Maybe you think you know it all, but seriously, just a few things can really make a trip into a wonderful adventure.


Friday, November 21, 2008

Amsterdam Day 1: Visiting my long lost home

Ahhh Amsterdam. I've dreamed about you for years. The image in my mind has been a sweet affair. Canals, bridges, ringing bike bells and coffee shops. It has been like that perfect crush where the imagined relationship is perfect, there are no flaws no warts. No promising you will call and then never do....umm...ok, that was another crush.

Well, so far you are meeting my expectations, plus giving just enough discomfort to want more. Call it a slap and tickle from a country. It's been a long time getting here, like years, so when we finally landed this morning, it almost seemed surreal.

Well, we had a wee bit of trouble with the train ticket machines not accepting our cards so after not having a smoke for over 13 hours, we decided to step outside, have a smoke and re-group. So sweet Jebus it was flippin' cold and windy. I mean, made my face feel like it was going to fall off cold. As luck would have it, we were able to hook up with a cab and let me tell you it was worth it. I had read a lot about the cab drivers being dishonest and stuff but that was not our experience. We caught a cab/van to our hotel, Eden Rembrandt for 35 euro, not a bad deal as it was split b/w 4 people. We actually overtipped, but hey, it's better to be generous than not. Plus I'll call it my good karma tip. Let's pass that shit around.

The hotel is nice, small, but nice and very modern, plus we were able to check in early which is nice after sitting in an itty bitty plane seat with coughing people around you. If you know me, you know what I wanted to do....visit the coffeeshops. Luckily there are a bunch around our hotel and ended up checking out a small place by our hotel called Sevilla. Now I'm sure there are better places with more selection and we even had pre-rolled, but it was perfect to get us settled.

The budkeep was a very cool chick and she made a great cappacinno. There is a super smokey back room where you can smoke both week and tobacco with a nice foosball table. Since there are different tolerance levels in the group, we went for a no mix pre-rolled Jamacain, nice. It was mellow enough, but I was still able to leave after and walk around. I really liked the vibe there, the other customers were cool and laid back and of all ages.

After dragging ourselves out of there we decided to cruise somewhere else, how is that for vague? I still don't have my bearings. Well we walked around for awhile, saw some stores where I can do some serious damage and then decided a little beer and food would be just what the Dr ordered. So we popped into a nice bar/restaurant called Cafe Kale. The bartenders were nice, the place was cozy, and the food was great basic fare. We shared some lovely tomato soup and a plate of ham, eggs, and cheese. Yummy!! The best part of the visit was that it started some crazy ass hailing outside and this Dutch fella came in with his dog. Guess the dog's name, come on, guess....ok, it was OTIS!!! Well Otis was a hit with all and we had a nice chat with his owner as well. The coolest thing is that Otis does the same sit up on his but trick as our Otis. Dutch Otis and SD Otis are kindred souls across the ocean. Who knows, maybe they will meet some day.

I could really love this city, weather aside, that kinda blows, but the atmosphere is wonderfully full of dark and light. Leaning black painted homes with white trim over canals, friendly locals willing to stop and chat, quick smiles, smoking out in public while having a coffee and everyone recognizing that it's no big thing and just makes life a little nicer. We walked by a hair salon and I glanced up and in off the street. Oh those lovely hairdressers, two men with cafe au lait skin and long spiraling curls. Turning those beautiful women in their chairs, all of it looking like it could be part of a Vogue editorial.

Let's see if my crush turns into real love......

We were on a break

It's been a lot of time since I updated on here. I mean, I know that vast audience of zero will understand, but so much has happened you know. I mean we got our newest addition Poppy, who is aka Big Poppa, my sweet little wonderdog.

We have an awesome new president. Someone who makes me proud to say I'm from the US. So big things have happened.

Well, I'm going to be updating my posts with hopefully, daily reports on my trip to Amsterdam.

Now listen, I am in Amsterdam and there are ahhhh....other activities going on here that make it a little less than conducive to be productive and write, but try I will.

So get ready for Amsterdam Day One coming soon...

Wednesday, September 24, 2008

You Want Us to Do What??

It's been a long time in posting my non-existent readers, but I feel compelled to spread my gospel or opinion, either or depending on your inclination. I've been listening and watching and reading alot about this huge bailout that is being suggested for these large financial institutions. Now I'm not an economist nor a financial whiz, but I have an opinion and I thinks it's pretty legit.

So our current administration of dumdums are suggesting that we, the blessed citizens of this country reach deep into our pockets to "bail" out this institutions that dug themselves into a pile of deep doodie. Let me think about this for a second....ok, thought done and the answer if FUCK NO! This is not the way to go. I will admit that there is some responsibility that should be held by all of us, but I'll get into that in a bit.

First let me ask you this, for the past two terms of our numbnuts of an administration the Republicans have wanted to privatize everything. Forget about social security, lets privatize it. Socialized healthcare??? No way, that sounds a bit to lefty. They wanted less government interference these bloodless money grubbing corporations and that's what happened as the politicians pockets were lined with the dollars of corporate lobbyists. The government was sucking at the teat of corporations taking it straight up the ass b/c their asses were lubed with money. So these corporations were left loose like a 7 yr old driving his grammies SUV. The invested and encourage sub prime loans, I mean, puhlease, why would they even consider checking anyone's salary, that's just moronic. The told people, go ahead and buy that over inflated million dollar McMansion, you don't have to put any money down, no worries, we trust you. Investments sprouted based on debt. I'm sure there were lots of people with MBA's after their names thinking they were the fucking Einstein's of the financial world and they sat around a circle jerk with each other.

Well the shit has hit the fan. Let me ask another question? The people running these companies, what kind of bonuses did they get, what were their salaries? They made out like bandits laughing all the way to the bank, laughing at us. Now the all bets are due and guess what, they need help. Well cry me a fucking river. So sorry that you fucked up, but why should suck it up and give you a handout? The bums always lose and it's time for the people that were running the show to be accountable. So maybe they can't bail it out all the way, but come on, those fucks at the top show no remorse and of course they are now tighter with their money than a virgins pussy. So what happened to all this the government should not be involved bullshit I've been hearing for years? These idgits that our administration "left alone" really fucked it up. They can't even wipe their ass without their admins to count out the sheets of toilet paper for them. So now we should all accept their bad decisions led be greed? I mean please, the government is asking me to take it up the ass without lube and not even inching it in. It's a straight up slam in my ass. Well, you can't have my money.

What do I get? I've paid my bills on time, I've paid my mortgage and I've managed my money. What do I get for being a fucking financial genius and not having to declare bankruptcy? Do I get the government to help me? Hells to the NO! Let me tell you what would have happened to me. Lets say I bought a house I couldnt' afford. Racked up debt to my eyeballs on plasma TV's and Range Rovers. All of a sudden I realize, Shite, I can't even pay the minimum on my credit card, I can't pay my mortgage. I'll tell you what I would get. A repo an on my Range Rover, a foreclosure notice on my home and a credit record that wouldn't even allow me to get a cell phone contract. I get no bailouts. The citizen's of this country are not the rich mommy and daddy for these corporate fuckups and all you politicians, stop convincing me I have to do it.

There have been bad times in the past, but this current cluster fuck has all been created by greed and a complete disregard of common sense. I don't need a fucking MBA to know that what was done by Wall Street is about as smart as sticking your dick over a flame. SO STOP ASKING FOR MY HELP. FUCK YOU.

Now I said earlier that we the citizen's do need to be partially responsible. We all wanted to get rich fast and as shareholders asked these corporations for more. For Jebus sake, stop being money grubbing assholes. We basically asked to get rich off of nothing. We said give us more money as shareholders, I don't give a shit if you ship my job to China...I want five more cents on the dollar. I don't care if my products are safe, puhlease, people need to stop being pussies. I'll just go to Wal-Mart and save a buck and disregard that all those products are made by poor Chinamen. Stop being greedy. If you really thought you could live in a million dollar home on a combined income of 60K you should be kicked in the balls and should maybe live in a shitty apartment for awhile. In the meantime, I get to see all that money I put in a 401K take a shit dive. Thanks, glad I saved.

People need to be realistic. Money doesn't grow on trees, we all can't get rich fast. We need regulations to make sure these corporations don't overstep their boundaries. I watch my own company ship more jobs to Mexico b/c as I was told, why pay 2 k for a salary when we can pay 600. Um, ok. I saw my bonus shrink and my raise be put on hold but I noticed no decrease in salaries of the executive. Well Fuck You! We need to all accept that we shouldn't get the cheapest prices for the sake of no jobs for our own people. Fair prices and fair wages. Pay a little more and keep the jobs here. These corporations should not get tax breaks if they ship jobs outside the country. They shouldn't get shit for setting up tax shelters and routing their businesses through companies that have less restrictive tax laws.

Now I know something has to be done...oh we could save some money if we ended the war....I mean we are trillions of dollars in debt for that. People need to educate themselves. Read and watch more instead of basing all your decisions on Fox news. People just don't give a shit about it, but it's gonna catch up to all of us sooner or later. As you are LOLing with your friends via text, maybe you won't feel that 12 inch dick they are trying to shove up our asses.

Monday, March 31, 2008

A breath is precious

I have been coughing for over 2.5 weeks now. Not just a little cough cough here or a little cough cough there. Oh no. More like , a constant hacking every 3-5 minutes. The thing that sucks is that 50% of it is me forcing myself to cough b/c it feels like I have a piece of silly putty stuck in my throat...or maybe like a hairball. The result of this constant hacking is, headaches, a sore back that felt like my kidneys are going to fall out, maybe in some cases, but of course not mine, slight incontinence...yeah, you heard me, and a negative effect on my marriage. Besides me acting like a complete and total rag, I think I'm about a hairs width from getting suffocated one night by my husband, and I suppose rightly so. I wouldn't want to listen to that shit anymore. But really, I think he's avoiding me. I know he loves me, but I think any sane person would want to stay a good distance from a constant sharp barking sound and if that wasn't enough, a completely unpleasant personality at this point.

Well, I decided that most likely I should get to a Dr, but I had a good feeling they would tell me allergies. The thing that is so weird is that I don't have congestion, no sinus pain, no runny nose, or itchy watery eyes, just a cough. I went to the Dr today and he checked me out, I asked if he thought I had TB or cancer, he looked at me like I'm an idiot and shoved me out the door with some pills and nasal spray. Huh, what? What the hell. I mean, of all those commercials out there, can't there be one for post nasal drip cough??? Just one? I mean I've tried Claritin, Zyrtec, Benadryl, Sudafed, Mucinex, Cough Suppressant, more cough medicines. Nothing is working!!!! So dear reader, hope that the samples of Allegra will help, b/c if it doesn't, I can't be in control of the insanity that will soon be arriving via special delivery on the crazy train.

Oh how we take the oh mighty breath for granted. I can't even walk my dog without wheezing, plus the poor thing is getting the bitchy end of the stick during the whole walk.

Just remember sometime, that to breathe is to live, and to breathe without coughing, is the best way to keep this already bitchy chick from finally snapping. Keep your fingers crossed that the coughing will stop soon.

Friday, March 21, 2008

Consumption Junction

Oh consumption junction, what's your function, coughin' up mucus and keepin' me awake.

So....I haven't been blessed to catch one of those nasty viruses going around *knocking on big wood*, but I thought I was getting sick a couple of weeks ago. I started to feel that tell tale heaviness in my chest, but I took the vitamins, airborne, and slept for an entire day. Luck would have it that I didn't get sick. But alas, I was not to get off totally scott free on this one, nope. Instead, I seem to have partnered up with this lovely, mucous riddled rattley ass cough. I'm sure you know the kind. It's starts with a little tickle in your throat and then that tickle keeps going, kinda, like the real deal, when someone really tickles you until you pee in your pants a little bit. Well, this is the same thing, tickle, tickle, I swallow, tickle some more, I try to refrain from coughing, dammit, tickle, tickle, SMACK. Now I have to cough and it's the long drawn out kind that keeps going and going and going. You can feel your internal temp increasing exponentially, your face gets all red and hot and then you have to leave the room.

Well this has been going on for over two weeks now. Other than that, I feel fine, but what a hassle. It happens in the morning, at work, in the evening, and worst of all, when I'm trying to fall asleep. I went to the pharmacist, and she thinks I have seasonal allergies. The problem is, not one medication for allergies is for a cough.

I'm convinced that I have TB, OG consumption. Like Val Kilmer in Tombstone. Just call me lunger.
Notice the pale sweaty skin. That's what I look like after the coughing attacks...ok, maybe I'm a little red at first, but then the pale sweatiness comes into play.

Thursday, March 13, 2008

Yield Shmield

Just a quick post tonight. I just wanted to say how much I hate yield signs. I mean seriously, if I see a yield I stop, b/c if I don't and someone is coming, I'm going to get t-boned. So why not just put up a stop sign? Why? I mean it's like putting up a sign that says "well, maybe you should kind of be careful, but you don't have to if you don't want, but if something bad happens, we'll say I told you so".