tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23162277822379152252024-03-18T20:44:05.719-07:00Wander.Land.WordsLeighhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07014786699689250260noreply@blogger.comBlogger17125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2316227782237915225.post-31389394166491275772017-10-21T04:19:00.002-07:002017-10-21T04:36:56.021-07:00The Dissatisfaction Propagation It's been a few months since returning to Canada, and while there is an ease to slipping back into one's home country, I'm also feeling bombarded.<br />
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I'm bombarded by commercials and advertising, and manipulated by marketers. It has become very apparent how we are programmed to consume in this place. In Central America, I bought crafts from local artisans, I appreciated the workmanship and beauty of their creations. I purchased because I thought it was beautiful, not because I was told it was beautiful.<br />
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We are being told what to like and not to like on a daily basis, and I don't like it. I've had to do a bit of shopping lately and I want to buy items that do not have to be quickly replaced and that will stand the test of time. There are items that we need and want but I'm trying to stay away from what's trending. Are you aware of how difficult it is to stay away from trends? Companies want to keep us consuming, and so they create trends. Once that trend has past, they move on to the next, leaving us feeling dissatisfied with the last so that we must purchase the latest in order to ease the discomfort of dissatisfaction. We must have the new in order to feel our best, that we fit in, are as good as, or better than others. Advertisers appeal to our egos and for the most part, like true egomaniacs, we soak it all in. Look around at how many people have the same haircut, facial hair, style of dress, even the way they pose for a picture. Can you identify which colours are prominent, what style of furniture? If you find yourself drawn to those things, you should know that you've been programmed, I'm just saying...<br />
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We are instruments, and mass marketers are strumming us like fiddles, we are playing the song they want us to play. So how do we free ourself from the fiddler? We need to think about the way advertising is coming in to our lives. Once we realize how we are being influenced, we can find ways to get a break from it, and stop thinking about 'things'. For me that means spending time in nature, away from the billboards, electronic devices, flyers. Consuming isn't making us happy, and it's not supposed to, that's the point. More is not the answer, and I want to hear a different song, for crying out loud! Quebec has some beautiful trees so I'm heading out to the woods and listening to the sounds of nature, the birds, the wind, the crunch of leaves. I'm shutting down the fiddler, and putting on a different song. Here's a few photos of beautiful Quebec.<br />
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<br />Leighhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07014786699689250260noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2316227782237915225.post-14317308376100762122017-07-29T18:41:00.000-07:002017-07-29T20:49:59.153-07:00Thank You NicaraguaExcuse me while I get philosophical...<br />
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As we prepare for our next adventure, I'm reminded of what an amazing year we leave behind us. After letting go of all we've been told we needed, all we that was expected that we should do, we headed out to see new land. Like our immigrant grandparents before us we took chance on change, on different, on the unknown. Life beyond normal was a challenge, it was at times frustrating and strange, and beautiful.<br />
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A wise man once said, "without challenge there is no growth." I believe this to be true. A small seedling must push the dirt aside to see the sun. I too, needed to push the dirt aside. This is my thank you note to Nicaragua.</div>
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Thank you Nicaragua for making my life so much more. More of the important things, more dreams, more love, more real life.</div>
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Thank you for the silence, for with silence I was able to listen. I was able to listen to the truth and drowned out the noise, the misconceptions, and the judgement. I was able to hear the truth, my truth.</div>
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Thank you for the distance....Thank you for the distance.</div>
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There are those that say that travel will change you. I say, it allows you to be who you were in the first place. Some say it is risky to take chances like this, and I suppose to some to degree it is. The thing about life is, everything is a risk. Crossing the street is a risk. One can do everything right and still, "unforeseen occurrence befalls us all." We took a risk, ( a calculated risk ) I'm not suggesting fool heartiness, and we are so much better for it.</div>
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Thank you Nicaragua for showing me so clearly that things do not make us happy. Have you ever had a conversation with that guy down the street? That one that likes to let you know how much stuff he has? Does he seem happy or does he complain about how many people don't measure up? Did he make you feel good by telling you about all his things? Probably not, you probably don't care and you probably think he's a tool for bragging. Is that real happiness? If you have to tell everyone how smart you are, how you know the most, how you have the most sought after items to make yourself feel good, you're not happy. Happy people don't need to make others feel less, they don't need to make themselves feel more. It was this kind of misconception about what's important that Nicaragua gave us distance from. It was this kind of misconception that Nicaragua gave us freedom from. Thank you Nicaragua, for the freedom.</div>
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Thank you Nicaragua, for showing me that all I need is less.</div>
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I've been thinking about some of the things I'm starting to get used to after being in Nicaragua for a while. I decided to write them down before I forget that this is not really the norm where I come from. If you can think of anything I've forgotten, please leave it in the comments section below.</div>
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-Instant coffee.<br />
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- The realization that salsa is sauce and Pico de Gallo is salsa.<br />
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-The world's strongest laundry soap.<br />
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-Floral scented poop tickets, you know what I''m talking about. I could do without these.<br />
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-Fake Oreos.<br />
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-Fried cheese that squeaks against your teeth.<br />
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-Milk in a box, from the shelf.<br />
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-Pigs in sacs on a motorbike.<br />
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-Pink and white striped plastic bags used as luggage and for just about everything else.<br />
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-Pink plastic bags used as rain boots.<br />
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-Plastic chairs, sore backs, and butt sweat.<br />
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-Walking, hiking, riding horseback in flip flops.<br />
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-Waking up to the sound of howler monkeys, and roosters, chickens, numerous other birds.<br />
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As I sit here typing I'm about to embark on my third move since arriving in this country. Finally we have found something a little more long term. I'm moving out of my current place because it is a vacation rental and already full of someone else's (the owner's) stuff. I can't deal with it. Seriously, it's one thing to have your own clutter but when it's someone else's !?! Being here has made me more aware of what junk we just don't need. This place has boxes of crayons, spices, empty pop bottles, old magazines, I could go on... I guess the owner keeps them so they can use them when they visit, to each their own. I can't take it anymore.<br />
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Being surrounded by so much stuff is overwhelming. I can't concentrate, I just wander around in circles, paralyzed by clutter. Clutter has an effect not only on our physical state but our mental one.<br />
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There are some that will read this and think they are already minimalists. If you have a second closet full of clothes or a cabinet full of fancy items you only use once a year, or maybe never. You are not a minimalist. Organized, maybe. Minimalist, no.<br />
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I'm not judging, I've had that box of crayons. I've had a packed closet. I'm telling you, it's better over here on the other side. I'm able to pack all of my belongings in a few hours, I can find what I want when I need it and it feels great! Planning for this move got me thinking about the simplification process and I thought I would share some of the ideas that helped me.<br />
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First, give yourself time. When I started this process I wanted to get everything done quickly, it took longer than I'd hoped. The more you get rid of, the more you will find. There's a good chance you've got more stuff than you think.<br />
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Make a list. Some choose to go room by room, others prefer to go by category. Whatever you decide, write it down and go through items methodically. You might decide to go through the junk drawer (you know you've got one), or a storage closet. Do the first thing on the list and move on to the next one. This will help to avoid becoming overwhelmed.<br />
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Take a half hour each day or a few hours once a week, whatever works best for your schedule.Just do something regularly.<br />
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When removing items, start with what you no longer use. It might still be useful but if you haven't taken it out of a drawer, or closet in a long time it's no longer useful to you. Think about donating it, or giving it to someone who might appreciate it.<br />
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Next move on to items that you don't love. Maybe it's a nice dress but it makes you feel uncomfortable. Get rid of it, only keep items that you love and make you feel great!<br />
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Now there's the stuff that cost a lot of money, it's still good, and it would be a waste to get rid of it. Sell it. If you can't sell it and you're still not using it, keeping it isn't saving you anything. It was still a waste of money because you are not using it! Get rid of it, we all make mistakes. Move on.<br />
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Here's where it starts to get harder. Those items you still like but know very well you rarely use. What worked for me was putting it in a bag and out of sight. If I didn't miss it or find myself needing it, I let it go.<br />
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And then there's the keepsakes. There are some things you will not want to let go of and that's o.k. When making your decision about what to keep try to decide if it is something that you will be willing to put on display or in a box. If the answer is that the keepsake will be kept in a box, take a picture of it and let it go. An item in a box isn't making a difference in your life, it's sitting in a box getting old.<br />
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What to keep? Keep what you love. That dress that looks perfect every time. The jeans that work with every outfit, and that blender that always makes the perfect smoothie!<br />
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By keeping only what you love, you appreciate what you have, enjoy using it, and feel good every time you get dressed.<br />
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<br />Leighhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07014786699689250260noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2316227782237915225.post-78249326615864930432017-04-10T13:41:00.001-07:002017-04-10T16:22:01.688-07:00You Will Have To Pay The Tax: How to get through the airport in Managua with minimal hassle. How can I put this? Pack as little as possible. Then pack less.<br />
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I've heard tales of people going through the Managua airport with ease, however, that has not been my experience. If you have anything slightly out of the ordinary someone will find some way to give you the run around. My family and I have been hauled over to what I like to call, 'The Tax Room' for a spear fishing gun, a cat, and a drone. There are spear fishing tours here in Nicaragua but never mind that. Inspectors eyes light up on sight of such an instrument, here it comes..."you don't have proper documents, you will have to pay the tax." Upon bringing in my cat with all the proper documentation, which I paid for and checked thoroughly, I was asked to come into the back room and told that I would "Need to pay the tax". They also wanted to take my original documents because they couldn't make a copy due to their copy machine being out of ink. They didn't get these docs. but it took a fair amount of time, convincing, and aggravation to finally get an, "O.K. Leigh, you can go." On our last trip in my husband tried to bring in a Go Pro drone. He had searched for information on whether or not he could bring one into Nicaragua but information was hard to find and apparently he didn't look hard enough because, guess what? Drones that fly over 30 m. are illegal in Nicaragua. Again the inspectors eyes lit up. Seriously, they get pleasure out of this, I'm sure. "You cannot bring this into the country, it is illegal. We will hold it for you until you leave" Our other option was to have it shipped back at the cost of around $400 uninsured. If they lose it, which is a 50/50 chance, you have paid someone to steal your item. We decided my husband would fly back to the U.S. that day and ship it back to Canada from there. There is a daily holding fee at the airport for confiscated items and no guarantees it will be there when you return. Consequently, I was lectured at the hotel where I was staying about being more prepared and not booking last minute, since I needed extra nights while my husband was off to Florida. Gong show, it was a gong show. Note: calling them liars won't help your case, in the instance that you too are a mom who's had enough of peoples' crap in the middle of the night.<br />
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Electronics are something that they love to tax so bring as little as possible, you should be ok with your cell phone but if you don't need your lap top or portable speaker, leave it at home. Pack only what you need for clothing and enjoy the beautiful beaches and rich culture, it's worth it. They tried to tax me on my camera but I think my face told them to lay off this time, and I was able to pass.<br />
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The feeling I got from finding this vessel was one that took me back, way back to a time before adulthood and responsibility came up and slugged me in the face. A time when life was simpler and it got me thinking about how much we take for granted and how little we appreciate in our busy, modern lives. In most places in north America we have easy access to just about everything. If it's not available at a store around the corner Amazon can ship it to you in short order. We have instant gratification. Life should be easier but it often doesn't feel that way. When we buy something new we are happy for a moment but how quickly does that new top (that was a great deal) get pushed to the back of the closet as we stare woefully at our wardrobes lamenting "I have nothing to wear!"</div>
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Almost everything we have can be instantly replaced. We might like our new purchase but do we appreciate it? I know I didn't, not fully at least, not the way I appreciate my water bottle. My water bottle will keep my refreshments cold in this heat and it's pretty. I will take such care with my pretty refreshment holder. I will gently place it in my bag when I am travelling so as to avoid any chips or dents. I will wash it with tender, loving care after each use so that it never gets stinky or dirty.I will value this magnificent container for beverages because it was hard to find and it can't be easily replaced!<br />
Learning to appreciate the little things is one of the joyful side effects of a simpler life. Who knew a water bottle could make me so happy? It does make me happy though. I like it, I like it a lot! A lesson I hope to take with me wherever I go is the appreciation for what I have and the ability to get excited over seemingly small stuff!<br />
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Another great thing about a simple life is that I'm able to pursue projects that I never made time for previously. I'm back at making jewellery and out photographing the world. For a long time now I've been wanting to make my favourite pastimes into my job and I've finally begun that process! Prints of my photos are now available for purchase through my store, Wanderland Studios on Society 6. They have some pretty cool beach bags, coffee mugs, and pencil cases available along with other items as well, all with beautiful images of sunsets and the sea! I'm excited to try something new and being able to combine that with doing what I've always loved, maybe I'll pick up my pencil and sketchbook again soon!<br />
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Leighhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07014786699689250260noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2316227782237915225.post-4629063382257619832017-02-12T16:02:00.000-08:002017-02-12T18:45:57.337-08:00Masaya, Nicaragua I've been to Masaya twice now but I need to go again. It's busy, dusty, crowded and hot but it keeps me wanting more.<br />
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Our reason for heading to Masaya was to visit the Artisan market. There are two markets that I know of, the 'old market' which looks like the new market to me, caters to tourists. It is held inside a cool looking building that looks like an old fort. The inside of the market has hand made items neatly displayed and easily accessible. You will pay for this convenience though, prices are higher, you may barter and get a better deal but not great. </div>
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Streets bustling with horses, bicycles, and taxis. There's a unique old world mixed with modern world feel to Masaya. It's fairly surreal walking around this place. There's a smell of dust and the tropics. The sound of horses pulling carts clicking by at the same time as the sound of a motorcycle whizzing past so close you feel the wind blow your hair. There's an artistry to Masaya and I think that is my favourite part. </div>
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We also stopped in at Kaffe Cafe Bistro which is worthy of mention. The food was good, portions generous and character was rich. The price was reasonable as well, prices ranged between about 100 to 300 cordobas give or take (about $4 to $12 u.s.)</div>
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<br />Leighhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07014786699689250260noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2316227782237915225.post-49099556327507928012017-01-30T07:48:00.001-08:002017-01-31T19:32:37.591-08:00What To Pack For A Tropical Destination When I was planning to travel to Nicaragua, I could not find a good list of suggestions for what to pack so now that I'm here I thought I would share what I've found to be useful.<br />
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Rubber shoes: The weather is hot and humid, rubber stands up to the climate. Flip Flops will be your best friend, they are open, comfy, and light. If you plan to go hiking you may need some heftier shoes. That said, there are some brands that seem to do better than others.<br />
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For every day wear I like Havianas brand flip flops. I brought a couple of different brands down and my Havianas have lasted the best. Thankfully, Havianas can be found at a few shops down here for around $20 U.S.<br />
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Crocs. Yep, Crocs. I don't personally own a pair but if you need a closed toed or different style of shoe other than a flip flop these are the brand most people prefer. If you are going to be walking down dusty or muddy back roads for any length of time Crocs are easy to clean and comfortable. The shoe version of a rubber boot, practical and less hot than a full on boot. I hear they are making some prettier styles now... If you plan to wear Crocs this is something you will definitely want to purchase before arriving. Prices of Crocs are 2 or 3 times higher here than what we would find them for in Canada or U.S.<br />
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For moderate hiking, I've had Keeners brand shoes recommended to me. I haven't done this kind of hike yet so only sharing what others have said. Serious hikers will want to bring the hot and sweaty shoes designed for the job, built with adequate support.<br />
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Cotton, Linen, and Rayon. For clothing I prefer loose fitting, light items that allow for a breeze to flow through.<br />
My favourite dresses are from the brand Pink Stitch. 100 % rayon, light and breezy. I frequently wear dresses casually as they are easy, and yes, breezy. Perfect for layering over a swimsuit.<br />
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Light cotton shorts and loose fitting cotton or rayon tanks. If you can find Gauzy cotton tops, even better. I like Roxy brand cotton shorts and beach pants, and I've found some nice rayon pants at stores like American Eagle and Garage. I looked around at several different stores and online before I left Canada, these kind of pants were hard to find and they were only available seasonally at the stores where I did find them.<br />
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I like a good Kimono as well. They work great to throw over a swimsuit and also to cover your arms from the sun without making you hot.<br />
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Baggy beach pants for cooler days, I never wear jeans and anything tight feels stifling. The locals wear jeans though, so if you're used to the heat maybe you will want to bring a pair.<br />
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Swimwear:As mentioned previously, I brought some swimsuits with me but they were not exactly practical for the waves in the ocean. If you are going to be in the surf you will want a sturdy swimsuit with ties so that you are able to tighten it up so it stays on. There are couple of brands available locally. Both Dkoko and Mgsurfline make swimsuits built for surfing.<br />
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A double walled stainless steel water bottle. I haven't been able to find them in Nicaragua and I wish I would have brought one. They are invaluable when dealing with a tropical climate when hydration is important. Nothing else will keep your water cold for any length of time. Swell and HydroFlask are two brands that I know of.<br />
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An umbrella for when it rains, and when it's hot.<br />
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Back up power for your devices.<br />
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A light hat with air holes for ventilation.<br />
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A backpack, you will likely be walking a lot.<br />
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A couple of pairs of sunglasses.<br />
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I'm not getting paid to recommend these brands, this is just information I would have found helpful when I was preparing to come down to Central America.<br />
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If you can think of anything I've missed please feel free to share your recommendations.Leighhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07014786699689250260noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2316227782237915225.post-44850373447565822752017-01-20T18:30:00.001-08:002017-02-02T10:21:59.073-08:00Eyes Wide Open I've talked about some of the challenges since we got here so I wanted to share some of the good stuff. The benefits far out weigh the challenges for us and that's why we're here!<br />
- We get to have fresh fruit smoothies every morning if we want. Fresh from the trees sometimes and certainly more fresh than we were able to get in Canada. Yumm!<br />
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- Our food is not modified so we can pick the seeds out of a watermelon and grow our own if we so desire.<br />
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- We don't have to stay indoors most of the year because the weather is frigid. We've never liked the cold, and I hate dressing up in a huge parka trying to walk around like the stay puffed marshmallow man.<br />
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- Warm wind, warm rain, warm weather, palm trees, the beach.<br />
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- Passionfruit margaritas.<br />
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- When the power goes out, my kids run outside to see how bright the stars look in the night sky. They've seen worlds underwater, swam in the Caribbean sea and a volcanic lake.<br />
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- We haven't been to a mall in months.<br />
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- Everything is new, like a child exploring for the first time, eyes wide open. Some things are scary some amazing!<br />
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- The people. Yes, there have been some that try to take advantage but by far the majority of people that I've met have had a generous and kind spirit. I've had my neighbour bring me food and even a big bunch of bananas from the tree. So many, I couldn't eat them all! I love watching kids get inventive, playing baseball with a stick and an almond (that takes skill) or making music with nothing but their hands and feet.They are having a lot of fun and they are doing it without taking selfies that look like product placement ads.<br />
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- Life here is about living. If you have the chance to step outside the commercialized world, for a holiday, to work abroad, or to start over I encourage you to do it! The bugs are bigger but I've lived outside of town in Saskatchewan and there are some big and biting things there too. Don't believe the hype.<br />
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- We have some cool shops run by people that have put their heart into their business. Nicaraguan made surf bikinis, you will need a sturdy bikini that is made to handle the waves, I learned this when I skinned my knees on the sand trying to stay low and get my suit back on after being tossed by a wave!<br />
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- Family run restaurants with fresh cooked food where people talk to each other...without the use of a cell phone. Kanye probably hasn't eaten here but I promise the food's still good.<br />
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- This place has a way of opening our eyes to what's real and what's real is beautiful!<br />
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<br />Leighhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07014786699689250260noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2316227782237915225.post-3627741952686408632017-01-07T07:52:00.000-08:002017-01-13T19:03:55.039-08:00Home Is Where You Are For a couple of months now, we've been searching. Searching for a place, the right place, to settle in at least for a little while.<br />
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We've visited several towns in a short time and it has been a busy few months. These months of travel have been fun, interesting, and if I'm honest, challenging. We love to be on the move. Staying in the same house, in the same town, with the same job all of our lives does not appeal. While a comfort zone may be 'comfortable' it's no place to live. Having said that, it is nice to have a place where one can feel at home, a place to find rest.<br />
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Travel is a great teacher and I've learned a few things about making a home on the road. Long term travel is different than vacation travel. Thought I would share some tips that have helped us while travelling as a willfully homeless family.<br />
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-Home is not a place but a feeling. When looking for a place to stay there have been some towns, nice towns, that just don't appeal to us. I'm not sure how to describe it but some places feel like home, others don't. Look around, choose accordingly.<br />
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-Though we choose to travel light, there are a some items that are nice to bring along or purchase:<br />
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Blankets. We don't use much for blankets here but on cool nights it's nice to have a light layer on top of your sheets. I brought linen sheets from home, since I heard that good sheets were hard to find here and I plan to purchase a few pretty blankets from the markets in Nicaragua. Simple items, but having your own sheets and bedding can bring a little bit of that homey feeling to any place you go.<br />
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-This goes without saying but, never assume. There are things that we assume to be normal coming from North America that are not considered as such in other lands. One of those things is comfort. Nicaraguan living rooms are generally set up with a few rocking chairs facing each other in a circle. I love it, I love that living rooms are set up around a lifestyle of sitting and talking with each other as opposed to the North American way of every piece of furniture facing the best possible view of the T.V., however, these rocking chairs are usually made of wood. Wooden chairs are not comfortable to sit in for long periods of time. My solution to this is to buy a few of the beautiful hand made beach chairs with hand woven fabric, my own 'furniture' to carry around from house to house. They fold up and are light so fairly easy to move around and worth it to have a comfortable seat.<br />
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-Pots and mugs. Nicaraguan artisans are known for their pottery. I've always enjoyed having coffee out of my own special mug in the morning. I had to leave my mugs behind in Canada, my favourites are in the care of family so I can still use them when I return for a visit. Mugs are another item on my list for my trip to the market. Sipping coffee from my very own favourite cup tastes like home, a small comfort while living abroad. Since we are still transient and may be for a while, my dreams of planting my own garden and living off the land may have to wait to come to full fruition. In the meantime I'm going to buy a few pots. Beautiful pots that I can move with me, a place grow my herbs, veggies and flowers in a portable fashion.<br />
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-If staying in vacation rentals or furnished homes, test out the beds. We liked our pillow top mattress. We have not found this to exist in Nicaragua. The comfort level of the beds here feels to me like I imagine it would feel to lay on a piece of plywood covered in, well, not much. Couple that with the wooden chairs or concrete benches made for sitting on during the day and you have a recipe for misery, in my opinion. If you can, find a place with a decent bed or buy a mattress topper, again, worth it! If you are backpacking bring a hammock, it may be more comfortable than some of the beds.<br />
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-Check the plumbing, good plumbing is not a given and check for amenities. If you are not comfortable bartering or shopping at the local markets you may want to stay in a town where there is a grocery store, also not a given here in Nicaragua.<br />
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-Screens in the windows. Not all homes have them. Mosquito nets are fine but I'd rather not have the bugs come into my house in the first place. Most home owners will allow you to put screens in if you would like them so it's a small thing but good to check for while you are looking. You will likely want to have your windows open, it's nice to have a breeze flowing through the house, and in a humid climate, smells get smellier...faster. Fresh air flowing through is a good thing.<br />
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-We're currently loving our sweet little spot by the beach, learning to take each day as it comes, and enjoying the simple comforts in life.<br />
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<br /><br />Leighhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07014786699689250260noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2316227782237915225.post-9955184625044508952016-12-24T18:21:00.002-08:002016-12-24T18:41:32.557-08:00Jumping In It's been a while since my last entry, I have a lot to say but right now, I'm processing. Processing a new language, new lifestyle, new culture, and trying to find a long term housing situation.<br />
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The Housing Situation:<br />
After 2 months we are still staying in the VRBO we originally landed in, only because there happened to be a cancellation and we were able to extend our stay. Finding a 3 bedroom house during high season has been a challenge. There are few 3 bedroom homes in our area, those that are available are not always willing to rent long term because owners can rent out properties for $500 to thousands of dollars per night during the busy season so they would rather keep their homes empty in anticipation of getting top dollar during the holidays. Waiting does not seem to be in vain because almost all places are now booked. The ones that aren't, well... As a side note, there is a little bit of, shall we say, misrepresentation when it comes to properties around here so if you happen to know anyone that is familiar with the area you would do well to ask their opinion before booking. Our property was rated at 4 1/2 stars on VRBO unfortunately looks and reviews can be deceiving. By the standards we are used to we consider this a 2 1/2 to 3 star for numerous reasons. We would have moved sooner but alas, no other options.<br />
We have decided to head out out of town to a less tourist heavy area. Times like this it's nice to have very few possessions. we can pack up and move house in one day. Living the life of gypsies, has it's challenges but with challenge we learn so here's to getting smart.<br />
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Learning The Language:<br />
Although we practiced Spanish with Duo Lingo before we left, trying to learn a language when there is no one around you that speaks it proved to be fairly futile for us. It was far too easy to get caught up with work and day to day life back home. We were busy getting ready for a huge move and spanish lessons, unfortunately, got put on the back burner. Being as we are we knew it would work best for us to throw ourselves into a situation where we could not make excuses. Full immersion. Learning has been tiring on the brain, and sometimes I don't even want to think about Spanish but I'm learning, and in two months I've come farther than I did in a year back in Canada.<br />
As a Canadian, I learned French as a second language in school. Initially when I would try to remember words in Spanish I would go straight to French, I found myself asking for 'Gateau' (french for cake) at a restaurant one evening only to be met with a look of confusion. Recently I have met a couple of french speaking people...I starting speaking some form of 'Franglish' with my limited spanish and french that only another french, english, spanish speaking person could understand. Somehow, I was understood, my husband looked on thoroughly entertained, then had the nerve to ask, "Why are you speaking English in that weird accent?" Speaking now feels like some sort of research project where I'm searching through old files in my brain hoping to piece together words that will form some kind of sentence.<br />
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Laguna De Apoyo. A volcanic lake that is a must see if you plan to visit Nicaragua.</div>
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Every Saturday morning there is a farmer's market in town where one can buy fresh greens, health foods, home made baking, and the list goes on. Many expats attend in hopes of finding comfort foods from home that can be hard to find here in Nicaragua. Items like chocolate chip cookies and tarts go fast since desserts in Nicaragua are generally not what those of us from up north are used to.<br />
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Taking a walk down the street will find vendors selling fresh squeezed orange juice, coconut water (straight from the coconut), and cashews among other things.</div>
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There are several coffee shops in town. This is El Gato Negro, they've got cappuccino, bagels, books, and more. Books are another item that can be difficult to find so this spot is another favourite among the expat community.</div>
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A few days ago we got some news, some slightly alarming news. We were about to experience a very rare event. A late rainy season hurricane had formed and was heading for the coasts of Panama, Costa Rica, and Nicaragua. As the storm approached it grew larger and more threatening. Unsure of what to expect we stocked up on supplies, prepared important items, and readied ourselves for what was to come. We had to be ready to possibly stay in and wait it out or move quickly in case of evacuation. </div>
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As the storm grew closer we were happy to hear it had been downgraded to a tropical storm but still potentially damaging. We picked up some friends from low lying areas and headed to higher ground to wait it out. As we waited and texted our anxious families back home reports started to come in about a 7.5 magnitude earthquake that had occurred on the western side of El Salvador being felt in areas of Nicaragua. Tropical storm from the east, earthquake from the west. Within moments we were given warning that a tsunami was due to hit the west coast within 30 min. </div>
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Repairs taking place on the beach in San Juan Del Sur.<br />
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At one particular hotel, we wanted to rest up and take a hot bath at the end of the day. I turned on the tap and attempted to adjust the temperature, it seems I did something wrong because, not only did the water not warm up, the whole faucet blew off the wall with gusto shooting a wide stream of freezing cold water across the room. After frantically trying to shove the tap back on to the wall, against the water pressure (I'm not really good in high pressure situations), and running wildly outside to find our host. We demanded our money back and headed for our next destination, laughing in the aftermath.<br />
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That trip was a great trip and we wanted to share it with our kids. Our first stop was Seattle, which wasn't my favourite. I loved that there was so much diversity in the city, and there was plenty to do but big cities just aren't for me. The steep hills in crazy traffic made me feel like I was on a scary ride at the fair. I do not like scary rides.<br />
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Our next stop after we rented a car was Long Beach, Washington. I had wanted to return to this town because the beach was, as they say, long. You can drive your car on the beach and it is really the first beautiful view of the ocean after driving through the woods of Washington. The town is a little more decrepit than it was on our first visit but still worth a stop, if only to stretch your legs after driving and get in touch with the sea. I will post more towns worth a visit in further posts.<br />
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We are getting ready for the effects of Hurricane Otto here in Nicaragua so may be without internet for a little while. Will be sharing our story after we weather the storm.</div>
.Leighhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07014786699689250260noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2316227782237915225.post-15150806199442022632016-11-20T03:01:00.000-08:002016-11-20T03:10:14.845-08:00How We Got HereMinimize, minimize, minimize...<br />
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As North Americans, we are a consuming society. Wardrobes are updated seasonally, if not monthly, or weekly. There is always a new tool available to make life easier. A new barbecue, sporting goods, pots and pans. We need them, or do we?<br />
My family and I never stay in one place for long so you wouldn't think we would have collected so much crap, however, every time we move, we bring said 'crap' along with us. When we can't find an item (because it's buried under all the crap) we just buy a new one, and so the cycle continues.<br />
Deciding to change how we lived, along with where we lived was no small effort. Simplifying takes time, it is not a 'simple' process. Over the course of a couple of years we starting making changes. We donated, gave away, or sold items that were not necessities. Made any repairs that were needed to items in order to sell, and pushed forward with our plans. I can be a bit sentimental so the hardest part, for me, was giving up items that had meaning or memories attached. I kept a few items, of course, but I had to view things realistically. If I'm keeping an item in a box and haven''t looked at it for years, do I really need to keep it?<br />
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Instead of saving memories in a box, kept unseen for years, we plan to make memories to be<br />
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Leighhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07014786699689250260noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2316227782237915225.post-32505955562855954552016-11-16T19:26:00.000-08:002016-11-16T19:39:47.720-08:00From Whence I Came. My early years were spent in small town Saskatchewan, Canada. From there, together with my family, I moved to Southern, Alberta. We didn't do a lot of traveling when I was young but after one trip to British Columbia, I fell in love with the ocean. That place, where the water meets the sand, feels like home.<br />
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A couple of years ago, my husband and I decided that we were tired of the rat race and made plans to simplify our life so that we could spend more time on what was important to us. We sold our business, home, vehicles, and furniture, and started our travels. With our two children and one grumpy cat in tow, we boarded a plane for Seattle, Washington. We each brought one large checked bag, a carry on bag, and our backpacks. </div>
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I've started this blog to keep family and friends up to date and to share some adventures. I'm not sure where I'm going with this but, if I'm honest, that's kind of how I roll.</div>
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The Alberta skies we left behind.</div>
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