(posted by Ange)
As mentioned in an earlier post, Dave and I spent a weekend up in Whistler recently on one of those "sit through our timeshare presentation and we'll give you a deal" deals. And what a deal we got! Shell Vacations kindly put us up in the Marriott Residence Inn, a ski in/ski out, located right on Blackcomb, complete with kitchen, balcony, big soaker tub and fireplace. I highly recommend this cozy accomodation to anyone looking for a place to stay up there. Only cost us $159 for 2 nights. I suspect you may have to pay a litte more.
All prepared for the big 90 minute spiel on buying a timeshare, we prepared ourselves with plenty of caffeine and pumped up the interest level. We were actually genuinely interested in what they had to offer - who knew, maybe this was something that would actually fit into our plan of work to travel.
We arrived early, taking no chances of missing this thing and having to pay full price for our room! The place was buzzing... Those sales reps had done their jobs in gettning people up there. I was expecting an auditorium style presentation. Instead, we were seated with a sales rep, Mitch who proceeded to chat with us about our lifestyle. Now pay attention. Should you ever be inclined to participate in such a deal, yet not be so inclined to sit for 90 minutes to listen to a sales pitch about something you have no intention of purchasing, you may want to approach it like this:
"We've just been together for 6 months. We love travelling, but no, we haven't really done much travelling together yet. We do have big plans to though."
"We LOVE road trips. We like to camp. We did some great camping in the summer up in Hope."
"We're thinking of doing this road trip through the states where we drive down through Utah, we want to go to the Grand Canyon, Las Vegas and then drive up the Pacific Coast Highway".
"Dave has travelled to some beautiful exotic destination quite a bit recently. His trips are all paid for, as he travels on business, filming for a T.V. show. He's been to Mexico and Jamaica most recently."
"We're planning a big road trip through Europe. We're going to buy a car and just drive, no real plan, just go with the flow."
"We like to work as little as possible to travel as much as we can. That is our goal in life. Work to travel."
"We like to be spontaneous, not necessarily planning our travels too far in advance."
"One of the main goals of travel for us is culture. Staying in posh resorts is wonderful, but it's really the culture that drives us."
Throughout this conversation, Mitch kept getting up to "deal with an issue". Finally about 20 minutes into the thing he says "How would you like to make this easy on yourselves?" Okay. "You're not going to buy today are you?" Uh, no Mitch. We've got Dave here, there will be no impulse buying today. "Tell you what, we're really busy, overbooked, let me just give you this brochure, you've got your 2 nights at a great hotel and you can be on your way." So he hands us a pamphlet which basically just shows pictures and tells us we can leave. I'm somewhat perplexed - "where do we find out the rest of the information? Is there a website...?" Lightbulb! We are being asked to leave the presentation. Yes folks, after what amounts to 30 minutes we have been kicked out of the 90 minute timeshare presentation.
But wait! There's more! Okay, well, thank you very much, we'll just grab our Edge cards and be on our way. "Edge cards? We don't give out Edge cards." Well according to our sales rep Shane you do...we'll go get our confirmation letter. A short while later we are given $150 worth of gift cards for use at various stores and restaurants in the Village in lieu of the Edge cards, which they really don't give out.
In summary: We paid $159 to stay 2 nights at a hotel that would have cost $650 for those same 2 nights, were excused from the timeshare sales pitch and given $150 for our troubles. SHELL VACATIONS people. SHELL VACATIONS. When they call, say yes and follow the above instructions.
And then there was one...Ange keeps writing about anything and everything. It all seems to be an adventure of some kind!
Saturday, December 30, 2006
Go With The Flow...
(posted by ange)
Well, it seems that our 6 month Excellent European Road Trip Adventure departing August/September 2007 will be postponed. No, we didn't break up. No we didn't suddenly realize we can't travel together. No, it's not about the car versus train. No, Dave didn't decide to spend all his travel savings on the James Bond box set collection and other assorted HMV purchasing. No, we didn't decide that Europe just really isn't us and we'd rather just camp locally.
Part of this big adventure plan all along has included a stipulation of sorts. I must be stable on some sort of medication regime (when they figure out exactly what that is, I'll let you know) for at least 6 months before we go. Given that at this point, we are still trial and erring away with meds, by my calculations I will not be ready to go by August/September.
So a new plan is now in place: Ange and Dave's Excellent Travel Adventures. These excellent travel adventures may be anything from a weekend in Vegas to a Southern U.S. road trip to an all inclusive week in Mexico to shorter one country at a time Euro trips. We shall work, save, travel (for up to a month at a time), repeat. Our flexible jobs suit this perfectly, and in fact we can take our work with us if need be. We want our lives to be about working just as much as we need to and spending the rest of the time discovering this place called earth.
Things don't always go as planned, as I well know. Sometimes, you just have to go with the flow. And that is what we are doing.
Well, it seems that our 6 month Excellent European Road Trip Adventure departing August/September 2007 will be postponed. No, we didn't break up. No we didn't suddenly realize we can't travel together. No, it's not about the car versus train. No, Dave didn't decide to spend all his travel savings on the James Bond box set collection and other assorted HMV purchasing. No, we didn't decide that Europe just really isn't us and we'd rather just camp locally.
Part of this big adventure plan all along has included a stipulation of sorts. I must be stable on some sort of medication regime (when they figure out exactly what that is, I'll let you know) for at least 6 months before we go. Given that at this point, we are still trial and erring away with meds, by my calculations I will not be ready to go by August/September.
So a new plan is now in place: Ange and Dave's Excellent Travel Adventures. These excellent travel adventures may be anything from a weekend in Vegas to a Southern U.S. road trip to an all inclusive week in Mexico to shorter one country at a time Euro trips. We shall work, save, travel (for up to a month at a time), repeat. Our flexible jobs suit this perfectly, and in fact we can take our work with us if need be. We want our lives to be about working just as much as we need to and spending the rest of the time discovering this place called earth.
Things don't always go as planned, as I well know. Sometimes, you just have to go with the flow. And that is what we are doing.
Wednesday, December 06, 2006
I'm Back Baby!
(posted by ange)
Yes, yes, I'm still alive. I'm sure you've all been extremely worried, although there has been no indication that anyone has been wondering why I haven't been posting. I'm sure you've just been keeping your concerns to yourself. Right?
Well... An update is due. I haven't been feeling well the past several weeks and I am blaming my medications for my writers block. I am not sure if this is an acutal side effect but this is my story and I'm sticking to it.
The biggest adventure lately was our road trip to and from Abbotsford in the Great Snow Storm of 2006. I had my nephew Markus out for his first sleepover the night before (which was a screaming success by the way). Driving him home Sunday was not too bad. The drive home was another story. The drive is usually about an hour and 15 min. It took almost 4 hours. To give you a feel for it...it took us one hour to travel 1 -2 km between one exit. 2 hours later we had travelled a whopping 12 km. Luckily we were fully stocked with cigarettes, water, beef jerky and love. (gush, gush). We kept ourselves thoroughly entertained by watching all the trucks and SUVs in the ditch. I think we counted only 2 cars.
As for travel.. Dave has been busy travelling with The Travel Guys, a local t.v. show on Shaw. He recently went to Mexico and he is in Jamaica as we speak. Feel free to throw derogatory comments his way! :)
Our own travel plans are somewhat up in the air. At this point I'm not sure I'm going to be stable enough to travel for 6 months by September, as we still can't find a drug that works and I need to be stable for at least 6 months, preferably longer before I go for that long. We are starting to consider doing smaller trips and postponing the big 6 month trip. We will just have to see what happens with my health. Thankfully Dave is super flexible and is most concerned that my health is good before we embark on any big journey. I should also note that he has survived his first hypomanic and mixed mood episodes with flying colours. I have no doubt he is able to cope with the stress this brings and am so grateful to have found a man who can be there for me without burning himself out. His boundaries are amazing and his unconditional love overhwhelming.
We do have a little weekend getaway planned...Whistler here we come Dec. 22 - 24. We're going to sit through a 90 min. sales pitch in order to get a studio suite at the Marriot Residence Inn on Blackcomb with ski in/ski out; 2 nights accomodation and 2 edge cards all for $159 total! I think I can sit through any boring sales pitch for a nice hotel room at that price!!! We're really looking forward to it. I can definitely use a change of scene and some relaxation and it will be nice to have a romantic weekend away. I may even get up on skis!
Well...there it is in a nutshell. I'll make my best effort to check in on a regular basis so as not to disappoint my loyal fans. You haven't deserted me have you?
Yes, yes, I'm still alive. I'm sure you've all been extremely worried, although there has been no indication that anyone has been wondering why I haven't been posting. I'm sure you've just been keeping your concerns to yourself. Right?
Well... An update is due. I haven't been feeling well the past several weeks and I am blaming my medications for my writers block. I am not sure if this is an acutal side effect but this is my story and I'm sticking to it.
The biggest adventure lately was our road trip to and from Abbotsford in the Great Snow Storm of 2006. I had my nephew Markus out for his first sleepover the night before (which was a screaming success by the way). Driving him home Sunday was not too bad. The drive home was another story. The drive is usually about an hour and 15 min. It took almost 4 hours. To give you a feel for it...it took us one hour to travel 1 -2 km between one exit. 2 hours later we had travelled a whopping 12 km. Luckily we were fully stocked with cigarettes, water, beef jerky and love. (gush, gush). We kept ourselves thoroughly entertained by watching all the trucks and SUVs in the ditch. I think we counted only 2 cars.
As for travel.. Dave has been busy travelling with The Travel Guys, a local t.v. show on Shaw. He recently went to Mexico and he is in Jamaica as we speak. Feel free to throw derogatory comments his way! :)
Our own travel plans are somewhat up in the air. At this point I'm not sure I'm going to be stable enough to travel for 6 months by September, as we still can't find a drug that works and I need to be stable for at least 6 months, preferably longer before I go for that long. We are starting to consider doing smaller trips and postponing the big 6 month trip. We will just have to see what happens with my health. Thankfully Dave is super flexible and is most concerned that my health is good before we embark on any big journey. I should also note that he has survived his first hypomanic and mixed mood episodes with flying colours. I have no doubt he is able to cope with the stress this brings and am so grateful to have found a man who can be there for me without burning himself out. His boundaries are amazing and his unconditional love overhwhelming.
We do have a little weekend getaway planned...Whistler here we come Dec. 22 - 24. We're going to sit through a 90 min. sales pitch in order to get a studio suite at the Marriot Residence Inn on Blackcomb with ski in/ski out; 2 nights accomodation and 2 edge cards all for $159 total! I think I can sit through any boring sales pitch for a nice hotel room at that price!!! We're really looking forward to it. I can definitely use a change of scene and some relaxation and it will be nice to have a romantic weekend away. I may even get up on skis!
Well...there it is in a nutshell. I'll make my best effort to check in on a regular basis so as not to disappoint my loyal fans. You haven't deserted me have you?
Wednesday, October 25, 2006
Going Nowhere Fast
(posted by Ange)
A while ago, my mom generously gave me her AirMiles to use for Europe. Recently, I had them transferred into my name and was tingling with the anticipation of finding out how many miles I had. I was hoping to see that I had more than enough miles to fly to Europe. Or at least close to enough. I have just returned from the AirMiles website. I have no HOPE of getting enough AirMiles by next September. Unless I want to spend a whole hell of a lot of money at participating retailers!
I am convinced that AirMiles has concocted their point scheme based on the premise that they will have to spend little money in doling out rewards as people are probably dying before they have enough points to do anything meaningful with them.
This AirMiles card was obtained when AirMiles first began, all the way back in 1992, when it was exclusive to Safeway. My parents used this card every time they shopped. 14 years later, and there are a staggering 5, 237 points. Just a little short of the 9,800 points it takes to fly to Europe. That means I am short 4,563 points. Basically, another 14 years of Safeway shopping!
But don't worry. I can use the points I have and then buy the rest…for $.30 cents each! Calculate that if you're bored and you will see that it probably costs the same as buying a ticket without using the points. My point? I guess I better budget in the cost of a plane ticket.
On the bright side, I do have enough of these airmiles to get me anywhere in Canada, the U.S., and Mexico. Hmmm….
A while ago, my mom generously gave me her AirMiles to use for Europe. Recently, I had them transferred into my name and was tingling with the anticipation of finding out how many miles I had. I was hoping to see that I had more than enough miles to fly to Europe. Or at least close to enough. I have just returned from the AirMiles website. I have no HOPE of getting enough AirMiles by next September. Unless I want to spend a whole hell of a lot of money at participating retailers!
I am convinced that AirMiles has concocted their point scheme based on the premise that they will have to spend little money in doling out rewards as people are probably dying before they have enough points to do anything meaningful with them.
This AirMiles card was obtained when AirMiles first began, all the way back in 1992, when it was exclusive to Safeway. My parents used this card every time they shopped. 14 years later, and there are a staggering 5, 237 points. Just a little short of the 9,800 points it takes to fly to Europe. That means I am short 4,563 points. Basically, another 14 years of Safeway shopping!
But don't worry. I can use the points I have and then buy the rest…for $.30 cents each! Calculate that if you're bored and you will see that it probably costs the same as buying a ticket without using the points. My point? I guess I better budget in the cost of a plane ticket.
On the bright side, I do have enough of these airmiles to get me anywhere in Canada, the U.S., and Mexico. Hmmm….
Thursday, October 19, 2006
The Passport
(posted by Ange)
I do not have a passport. That's right. No passport. Just a birth certificate confirming my citizenship and a driver's license supporting my identity. I don't have a passport because I have never been anywhere that required me to have one. My birth certificate and drivers' license have gotten me in anywhere I've been. I know, I know, since 9/11 the U.S. would like me to have one, but at the moment, it's not REQUIRED, so no passport.
I have thought of obtaining a passport many times. I've actually picked up the application a number of times. I should have a passport - who knows when I might get offered a trip to France, right? I should be ready to go. Did you know a passport costs $89? Plus the cost of the photo. Plus the charge for having the form filled out by someone who will guarantee you are who you say you are (you can choose from a list of professionals, most of whom will surely charge you). Anyways...given the cost, with nowhere to go, I've never actually filled out the application and have spent the money on more important things like clothes, restaurants, wine, etc. The application usually sits somewhere for a couple of months, on my "to do" list, until I face reality (nobody is offering me a trip to France) and toss it into the recycle pile.
Recently, I could have been in trouble. Dave is currently in Mexico, working on a show called The Travel Guys. He found out about this "job" (it's not hard work ladies and gentleman...he's helping out with a camera for a few hours a day, and not every day) only a few weeks before his departure. Had he insisted on taking me with him, I may have had to scramble to obtain my passport. Luckily, he did not offer to take me with him, so my passport-less state was inconsequential. And I have been sitting at home in sweatshirts and thick socks, thinking about passports since he left.
Obviously I will need a passport before our Excellent European Road Trip Adventure. SO, I do in fact have an application in my possession. In fact, I've had it for about 6-8 weeks. AND I have completed the application form. It was the first thing I did when I brought the application home. All I have to do is get my photo taken, have my doctor sign the other form and send it off to Passport Canada to be inspected and approved. Still, Europe is a long time away and that $89 has much higher priorities. Then again, what if Dave suddenly surprises me with a trip to Jamaica? I should be prepared. Perhaps I'll aim to have my application in before the end of 2006.
I do not have a passport. That's right. No passport. Just a birth certificate confirming my citizenship and a driver's license supporting my identity. I don't have a passport because I have never been anywhere that required me to have one. My birth certificate and drivers' license have gotten me in anywhere I've been. I know, I know, since 9/11 the U.S. would like me to have one, but at the moment, it's not REQUIRED, so no passport.
I have thought of obtaining a passport many times. I've actually picked up the application a number of times. I should have a passport - who knows when I might get offered a trip to France, right? I should be ready to go. Did you know a passport costs $89? Plus the cost of the photo. Plus the charge for having the form filled out by someone who will guarantee you are who you say you are (you can choose from a list of professionals, most of whom will surely charge you). Anyways...given the cost, with nowhere to go, I've never actually filled out the application and have spent the money on more important things like clothes, restaurants, wine, etc. The application usually sits somewhere for a couple of months, on my "to do" list, until I face reality (nobody is offering me a trip to France) and toss it into the recycle pile.
Recently, I could have been in trouble. Dave is currently in Mexico, working on a show called The Travel Guys. He found out about this "job" (it's not hard work ladies and gentleman...he's helping out with a camera for a few hours a day, and not every day) only a few weeks before his departure. Had he insisted on taking me with him, I may have had to scramble to obtain my passport. Luckily, he did not offer to take me with him, so my passport-less state was inconsequential. And I have been sitting at home in sweatshirts and thick socks, thinking about passports since he left.
Obviously I will need a passport before our Excellent European Road Trip Adventure. SO, I do in fact have an application in my possession. In fact, I've had it for about 6-8 weeks. AND I have completed the application form. It was the first thing I did when I brought the application home. All I have to do is get my photo taken, have my doctor sign the other form and send it off to Passport Canada to be inspected and approved. Still, Europe is a long time away and that $89 has much higher priorities. Then again, what if Dave suddenly surprises me with a trip to Jamaica? I should be prepared. Perhaps I'll aim to have my application in before the end of 2006.
Thursday, October 12, 2006
Simpson Priban Merger a Huge Success
(posted by Ange)
The Simpson and Priban merger was completed this week with the partnership now running smoothly. Simpson's fears of giving up total control of the apartment and allowing questionable objects into the pad were unwarranted. Priban's fears of being told what to do, where to put things and what not to bring also fell away easily. He reports he felt he was given a lot of latitude in this area and that Simpson is the only one who could have made him feel this way. He notes Simpson is quite special that way and unique from past potential mergers. Simpson reported she wanted the transition to be as easy as possible, and wanted Priban to feel comfortable and at home in his new space. She admits she has loosened up a lot over the years, crediting this (and the fact that she is so in love) for the smooth merge.
Both parties are now working well together running the Simpson Priban Residence, which both feel is a much better looking space since bringing possessions together. Simpson is excited at the objects she has "inherited", which include a properly working, large T.V. complete with high end DVD player and surround sound; a fully stocked bar; another fabulous bookcase with books; an extensive DVD and CD collection; and a keyboard to tinker on, to name a few. Given this, it seemed only right to also accept the Playstation, numerous "decorative" skulls and skeletons, and a very large (and very creepy) painting (done by Priban himself) of Dave Mustane, lead singer of Megadeath, hanging prominently on the living room wall. As Priban allowed Simpson to maintain the bedroom status quo, Simpson thought it only right to give Priban the rights to decorate the living room walls. All in all, it looks fabulous and Simpson admits that she is focussing more on how well the painting is done and less on how the eyes follow her around the house. When asked about his lack of "inheritance" from Simpson's side and the fairness of this, Priban replied that he was getting the best thing ever - Simpson. Simpson would also like to note that Priban is the best part of the deal for herself.
The day-to-day "routine" is in place. Both parties work well from their respective "offices" in the same space, once they've risen at about noon or so. Coffee breaks are usually taken together and as usual, they try to work as little as possible, although this seems more challenging for Priban, who seems to be constantly inundated with new work (due, of course, to his amazing talent). Household duties seem to have sorted themselves out spontaneously. Priban is in heaven with home cooked meals on a regular basis, especially since Simpson is a fabulous cook. Simpson is thrilled with her tea being made for her every morning and has already taken advantage of Priban's handyman skills on a few occasions. Mostly, the partnership is enjoying the thrill of the merge, the constant presence of each other, and the fact that neither ever thought they would participate in such a merger.
At the end of the day, this is a merger based on love, mutual respect and a true working partnership. The original purpose of this merger, to save money for the Excellent European Road Trip Adventure, seems to have changed from the main purpose to a side benefit of this great merger. This looks to be a long lasting merger and this blog will keep you updated on its progress and the great things to come out of it.
The Simpson and Priban merger was completed this week with the partnership now running smoothly. Simpson's fears of giving up total control of the apartment and allowing questionable objects into the pad were unwarranted. Priban's fears of being told what to do, where to put things and what not to bring also fell away easily. He reports he felt he was given a lot of latitude in this area and that Simpson is the only one who could have made him feel this way. He notes Simpson is quite special that way and unique from past potential mergers. Simpson reported she wanted the transition to be as easy as possible, and wanted Priban to feel comfortable and at home in his new space. She admits she has loosened up a lot over the years, crediting this (and the fact that she is so in love) for the smooth merge.
Both parties are now working well together running the Simpson Priban Residence, which both feel is a much better looking space since bringing possessions together. Simpson is excited at the objects she has "inherited", which include a properly working, large T.V. complete with high end DVD player and surround sound; a fully stocked bar; another fabulous bookcase with books; an extensive DVD and CD collection; and a keyboard to tinker on, to name a few. Given this, it seemed only right to also accept the Playstation, numerous "decorative" skulls and skeletons, and a very large (and very creepy) painting (done by Priban himself) of Dave Mustane, lead singer of Megadeath, hanging prominently on the living room wall. As Priban allowed Simpson to maintain the bedroom status quo, Simpson thought it only right to give Priban the rights to decorate the living room walls. All in all, it looks fabulous and Simpson admits that she is focussing more on how well the painting is done and less on how the eyes follow her around the house. When asked about his lack of "inheritance" from Simpson's side and the fairness of this, Priban replied that he was getting the best thing ever - Simpson. Simpson would also like to note that Priban is the best part of the deal for herself.
The day-to-day "routine" is in place. Both parties work well from their respective "offices" in the same space, once they've risen at about noon or so. Coffee breaks are usually taken together and as usual, they try to work as little as possible, although this seems more challenging for Priban, who seems to be constantly inundated with new work (due, of course, to his amazing talent). Household duties seem to have sorted themselves out spontaneously. Priban is in heaven with home cooked meals on a regular basis, especially since Simpson is a fabulous cook. Simpson is thrilled with her tea being made for her every morning and has already taken advantage of Priban's handyman skills on a few occasions. Mostly, the partnership is enjoying the thrill of the merge, the constant presence of each other, and the fact that neither ever thought they would participate in such a merger.
At the end of the day, this is a merger based on love, mutual respect and a true working partnership. The original purpose of this merger, to save money for the Excellent European Road Trip Adventure, seems to have changed from the main purpose to a side benefit of this great merger. This looks to be a long lasting merger and this blog will keep you updated on its progress and the great things to come out of it.
Saturday, October 07, 2006
Lost in Translation
(posted by Ange)
When planning a 6 month trip throughout a foreign land, one must not forget to consider matters of communication. We realize that English will be spoken in most places we travel, but since it is imperative that I am able to immediately find out where the bathroom is, no matter where we are, we need a way to communicate in any language. And, we really don't want to come off as arrogant North Americans (don't worry, we'll have Canadian flags plastered all over us) expecting everyone to speak "our" language. Especially in France. I've heard they don't appreciate this.
I researched and considered taking conversational German, Dutch, French, Greek, Italian and Spanish courses at the local community centre. I then quickly tossed this idea. One, it seems like just a bit too much work in preparation for a holiday! Two, I cannot fathom a way of getting Dave to sign up for 6 conversational language courses between now and next September. And three, I really don't know that either of our brains have enough room for that much new information.
Then I briefly thought, perhaps we can get by with what we know.
What we know:
Hola - Spanish for hello
Bella - Italian for beautiful
Petite - French for small
Spanokapita - Greek for Spanokapita
Hello beautiful little spanokapita!
Okay, maybe we could get a few more words out, but really, we are
L-I-M-I-T-E-D!
So what are our options?
Phrase books. Sounds great, but I'm not sure Dave wants to carry a dozen phrase books around in his pack. That's room for one more pair of shoes!
What about an electronic translator? This gizmo lets you type in your question in English and then translates it to the language required for the person you are speaking with. Could be expensive and we don't even know if we can get one that has all the languages we need. We also don't know if whoever we are trying to communicate with will stick around long enough for us to type in our question.
Then someone then suggested a "point it" book. This, it turns out, is a book for travelers that has pictures of things you can point at it (hence, a "point it" book) to communicate. I believe my 2 1/2 year old nephew Markus has a whole collection of these "point it" books, however I don't know that "apple", "dog", bird, and "cow" would be of much use to us. I need bathroom, food, wine, cigarettes, hostel, museum, to name a few.
I think I'll still think about taking a language course, but in the meantime, the "point it" book seems to me to be the easiest way to go. After all, a picture does say a 1,000 words.
When planning a 6 month trip throughout a foreign land, one must not forget to consider matters of communication. We realize that English will be spoken in most places we travel, but since it is imperative that I am able to immediately find out where the bathroom is, no matter where we are, we need a way to communicate in any language. And, we really don't want to come off as arrogant North Americans (don't worry, we'll have Canadian flags plastered all over us) expecting everyone to speak "our" language. Especially in France. I've heard they don't appreciate this.
I researched and considered taking conversational German, Dutch, French, Greek, Italian and Spanish courses at the local community centre. I then quickly tossed this idea. One, it seems like just a bit too much work in preparation for a holiday! Two, I cannot fathom a way of getting Dave to sign up for 6 conversational language courses between now and next September. And three, I really don't know that either of our brains have enough room for that much new information.
Then I briefly thought, perhaps we can get by with what we know.
What we know:
Hola - Spanish for hello
Bella - Italian for beautiful
Petite - French for small
Spanokapita - Greek for Spanokapita
Hello beautiful little spanokapita!
Okay, maybe we could get a few more words out, but really, we are
L-I-M-I-T-E-D!
So what are our options?
Phrase books. Sounds great, but I'm not sure Dave wants to carry a dozen phrase books around in his pack. That's room for one more pair of shoes!
What about an electronic translator? This gizmo lets you type in your question in English and then translates it to the language required for the person you are speaking with. Could be expensive and we don't even know if we can get one that has all the languages we need. We also don't know if whoever we are trying to communicate with will stick around long enough for us to type in our question.
Then someone then suggested a "point it" book. This, it turns out, is a book for travelers that has pictures of things you can point at it (hence, a "point it" book) to communicate. I believe my 2 1/2 year old nephew Markus has a whole collection of these "point it" books, however I don't know that "apple", "dog", bird, and "cow" would be of much use to us. I need bathroom, food, wine, cigarettes, hostel, museum, to name a few.
I think I'll still think about taking a language course, but in the meantime, the "point it" book seems to me to be the easiest way to go. After all, a picture does say a 1,000 words.
Thursday, September 28, 2006
Trial Run a Huge Success!
(posted by Ange)
Okay...this is a bit of a long one, so make yourself comfortable.
As you know, we recently did a trial run of our Excellent European Road Trip Adventure. This adventure was on a somewhat smaller scale, but still proved to be quite excellent and adventurous.
We arrived at YVS just shortly after a breach in security. Unfortunately we missed all the action, but still had to wait in a very long line to get through security. Our carry-ons contained no lighters, matches, nail files, scissors, nail clippers, deodorant, water, contact solution, hair gel, Dr. Scholl's gel inserts, make up, cough syrup, non-labeled medication, nail polish, lipstick, Jello, hand lotion or any other prohibited objects, so we were able to breeze right through. I did have some liquid filled gum in my bag, but was able to slip that past them! (how secure are our airports really??!!)
Our first bit of excitement came when we heard West Jet calling our names, threatening to close the door if we did not show up IMMEDIATELY! Oooooo - scary! (As if we couldn't have just hopped on the next flight leaving an hour later.)
The flight was a long one - over an hour. We managed to remain civil this entire time. I believe the personal T.V.'s were a big part of this. Thank you WestJet for thinking of how these long cross-province flights in cramped quarters can affect relationships and for providing this comfort. You could add a few more channels though.
From the Edmonton airport we were whisked directly to St. Albert by private car service via Gary. A 10 minute drive from Edmonton, it is small town, yet easily accessible to the big city. According to its website, it has a rich arts and cultural scene. The town boasts the Musee Heritage Museum as well as 18 public art galleries. We thought this would be a perfect primer for Paris, Rome, etc!!!!! Here we would not only visit family, but immerse ourselves in the arts and culture of the town. Unfortunately neither my dad nor his wife Laurie had ever heard of St. Albert being this rich arts and cultural centre and so we saw none of this.
We were lucky to score free accommodation in an old age home, which we thought would be a very hostel-like experience. Not really. Maybe a very high class hostel which included free internet access, big screen T.V. for movie watching, pool table, library, hair salon, etc. I guess it was more like a hotel, minus the maid service and mint on the pillow. As I reported earlier, we were kicked out, through no fault of our own, at 10:00 p.m. one night due to a supposed "double booking". (We believe we were being discriminated against because we are from B.C.) So, yes...all of our belongings had been packed up and left outside our room for us to discover upon our return from a long day visiting Edmonton's famous Museum of Consumerism, the West Edmonton Mall. The stores, the activities, the call to spend money...it was definitely a must see and has prepared us for long days at the great museums in Europe, although we are skeptical they can come close to comparing to this spectacle!
Anyways...after being kicked out of our hostel (yes, it's back to hostel, or should I say Hostile), we hit Tim Horton's and then the road (this is an adventure!!) for an extremely long 2 hour drive through barren Alberta (simulation of driving through the small villages of France, minus the scenery) to the quaint village of Didsbury, where Dave's mom took us in. As we drove, we smiled at each other, knowing for sure we could fly by the seat of our pants given any obstacle and see it as an adventure and another good story to tell.
After 3 days in Didsbury it was time to hit another city. Off to Calgary for a night of preparing for all the wine we will be drinking in France and Italy. We managed to polish off 8 bottles with my cousin Craig and his wife Heidi and amazingly woke up hangover free. Good news for the longer drives we will face in Europe! I would feel bad if Dave had to drive for hours with a hangover while I sleep in the passenger seat. We made the long 3 hour journey back to St. Albert where Gary splurged on a hotel for us. We weren't going to stay in that hostile hostel again!
And there you have it...we made the long cross-province flight home, congratulating ourselves on being the most excellent traveling companions, assured that we will have no problem having a big adventure on a grander scale for 6 months on the other side of the world!
Okay...this is a bit of a long one, so make yourself comfortable.
As you know, we recently did a trial run of our Excellent European Road Trip Adventure. This adventure was on a somewhat smaller scale, but still proved to be quite excellent and adventurous.
We arrived at YVS just shortly after a breach in security. Unfortunately we missed all the action, but still had to wait in a very long line to get through security. Our carry-ons contained no lighters, matches, nail files, scissors, nail clippers, deodorant, water, contact solution, hair gel, Dr. Scholl's gel inserts, make up, cough syrup, non-labeled medication, nail polish, lipstick, Jello, hand lotion or any other prohibited objects, so we were able to breeze right through. I did have some liquid filled gum in my bag, but was able to slip that past them! (how secure are our airports really??!!)
Our first bit of excitement came when we heard West Jet calling our names, threatening to close the door if we did not show up IMMEDIATELY! Oooooo - scary! (As if we couldn't have just hopped on the next flight leaving an hour later.)
The flight was a long one - over an hour. We managed to remain civil this entire time. I believe the personal T.V.'s were a big part of this. Thank you WestJet for thinking of how these long cross-province flights in cramped quarters can affect relationships and for providing this comfort. You could add a few more channels though.
From the Edmonton airport we were whisked directly to St. Albert by private car service via Gary. A 10 minute drive from Edmonton, it is small town, yet easily accessible to the big city. According to its website, it has a rich arts and cultural scene. The town boasts the Musee Heritage Museum as well as 18 public art galleries. We thought this would be a perfect primer for Paris, Rome, etc!!!!! Here we would not only visit family, but immerse ourselves in the arts and culture of the town. Unfortunately neither my dad nor his wife Laurie had ever heard of St. Albert being this rich arts and cultural centre and so we saw none of this.
We were lucky to score free accommodation in an old age home, which we thought would be a very hostel-like experience. Not really. Maybe a very high class hostel which included free internet access, big screen T.V. for movie watching, pool table, library, hair salon, etc. I guess it was more like a hotel, minus the maid service and mint on the pillow. As I reported earlier, we were kicked out, through no fault of our own, at 10:00 p.m. one night due to a supposed "double booking". (We believe we were being discriminated against because we are from B.C.) So, yes...all of our belongings had been packed up and left outside our room for us to discover upon our return from a long day visiting Edmonton's famous Museum of Consumerism, the West Edmonton Mall. The stores, the activities, the call to spend money...it was definitely a must see and has prepared us for long days at the great museums in Europe, although we are skeptical they can come close to comparing to this spectacle!
Anyways...after being kicked out of our hostel (yes, it's back to hostel, or should I say Hostile), we hit Tim Horton's and then the road (this is an adventure!!) for an extremely long 2 hour drive through barren Alberta (simulation of driving through the small villages of France, minus the scenery) to the quaint village of Didsbury, where Dave's mom took us in. As we drove, we smiled at each other, knowing for sure we could fly by the seat of our pants given any obstacle and see it as an adventure and another good story to tell.
After 3 days in Didsbury it was time to hit another city. Off to Calgary for a night of preparing for all the wine we will be drinking in France and Italy. We managed to polish off 8 bottles with my cousin Craig and his wife Heidi and amazingly woke up hangover free. Good news for the longer drives we will face in Europe! I would feel bad if Dave had to drive for hours with a hangover while I sleep in the passenger seat. We made the long 3 hour journey back to St. Albert where Gary splurged on a hotel for us. We weren't going to stay in that hostile hostel again!
And there you have it...we made the long cross-province flight home, congratulating ourselves on being the most excellent traveling companions, assured that we will have no problem having a big adventure on a grander scale for 6 months on the other side of the world!
Tuesday, September 19, 2006
On Hiatus
(posted by Ange)
To my loyal audience who are checking their email daily for more great posts....
I am currently on hiatus. Dave and I are doing a mini trial run of our big European Road Trip Adventure. We landed in Edmonton on Sunday, are heading down to Didsbury (who can find it on the map first?) and then Calgary and back up to Edmonton to fly home Sunday. This trip is certainly an adventure. So far we have experienced life at a retirement community (we equal this to a hostel for old people); we've been to the world's biggest hall of consumerism, the West Edmonton Mall (the equivalent of a grand museum in France or Italy) and just tonight we found ourselves and our belongings expelled from our room. With no accomodations, and our first real feeling of homelessness, we are hitting the road and heading south, to be taken in by Dave's mom (Thank god we have more than one relative in Alberta!!!)
Will give you the full details upon my return.
To my loyal audience who are checking their email daily for more great posts....
I am currently on hiatus. Dave and I are doing a mini trial run of our big European Road Trip Adventure. We landed in Edmonton on Sunday, are heading down to Didsbury (who can find it on the map first?) and then Calgary and back up to Edmonton to fly home Sunday. This trip is certainly an adventure. So far we have experienced life at a retirement community (we equal this to a hostel for old people); we've been to the world's biggest hall of consumerism, the West Edmonton Mall (the equivalent of a grand museum in France or Italy) and just tonight we found ourselves and our belongings expelled from our room. With no accomodations, and our first real feeling of homelessness, we are hitting the road and heading south, to be taken in by Dave's mom (Thank god we have more than one relative in Alberta!!!)
Will give you the full details upon my return.
Monday, September 11, 2006
Heavey Metal Heaven
(posted by Ange)
Did you know that, according to Mel, a girl I am talking to on my travel forum, Germany is the heavy metal capital of the WORLD??? Did you also know that Dave is a heavy metal thrasher freak? (feel free to request the long hair, posing for the band photo.) Did you know that aside from Britney Spears and Jessica Simpson, heavy metal is my LEAST favorite kind of music? Actually, it's not any kind of favourite. I don't get it, it hurts my ears and I just plain don't like it.
Anyways, being the wonderful, selfless, giving girlfriend that I am, I kindly told Mel that while I was not interested in this trash, my boyfriend was, so sure, go ahead and share what you know with me. I think Mel may also be a heavy metal thrasher freak. She lives in Munich and knows ALL the clubs to catch these thrashing bands. Not only that, she knows ALL the clubs in Dublin too! AND she kindly sent me the link to a website that lists heavy metal clubs all over the WORLD! I am beginning to wonder if there is some Star Trek-like heavy metal fan cult out there.
On Sunday night, Dave returned home from a 3 week trip to Ontario. So Monday morning, while I was still caught up in the bliss of our reunion, I mentioned the above to Dave. Of course, he was VERY excited (possibly more excited than greeting me at the airport after our 3 week separation!!) And in this blissful haze I told him that we would definitely see some bands and that I would "totally" go with him because it is something he would love to do and I know it would make him happy if I went with him. He gave me an out, but I insisted I would be by his side, shaking my head up and dow while my hair flew around widely, eighties style. This absolutely thrilled him, making me come off as the best girlfriend EVER (which, of course, I am).
Now that the blissful haze of our reunion has cleared, I have come to my senses. I had thought that maybe wearing earplugs and drinking copious amounts of alcohol could take off some of the edge, but in my now rational, right mind, I realize that earplugs and alcohol are not going to cut it. What will cut it is if I can convince Mel to accompany Dave to these bad ass concerts while I do whatever non-heavy metal freaks do in Germany. Mel, if you can hear me above the noise of your heavy metal music, please call!!!!
Did you know that, according to Mel, a girl I am talking to on my travel forum, Germany is the heavy metal capital of the WORLD??? Did you also know that Dave is a heavy metal thrasher freak? (feel free to request the long hair, posing for the band photo.) Did you know that aside from Britney Spears and Jessica Simpson, heavy metal is my LEAST favorite kind of music? Actually, it's not any kind of favourite. I don't get it, it hurts my ears and I just plain don't like it.
Anyways, being the wonderful, selfless, giving girlfriend that I am, I kindly told Mel that while I was not interested in this trash, my boyfriend was, so sure, go ahead and share what you know with me. I think Mel may also be a heavy metal thrasher freak. She lives in Munich and knows ALL the clubs to catch these thrashing bands. Not only that, she knows ALL the clubs in Dublin too! AND she kindly sent me the link to a website that lists heavy metal clubs all over the WORLD! I am beginning to wonder if there is some Star Trek-like heavy metal fan cult out there.
On Sunday night, Dave returned home from a 3 week trip to Ontario. So Monday morning, while I was still caught up in the bliss of our reunion, I mentioned the above to Dave. Of course, he was VERY excited (possibly more excited than greeting me at the airport after our 3 week separation!!) And in this blissful haze I told him that we would definitely see some bands and that I would "totally" go with him because it is something he would love to do and I know it would make him happy if I went with him. He gave me an out, but I insisted I would be by his side, shaking my head up and dow while my hair flew around widely, eighties style. This absolutely thrilled him, making me come off as the best girlfriend EVER (which, of course, I am).
Now that the blissful haze of our reunion has cleared, I have come to my senses. I had thought that maybe wearing earplugs and drinking copious amounts of alcohol could take off some of the edge, but in my now rational, right mind, I realize that earplugs and alcohol are not going to cut it. What will cut it is if I can convince Mel to accompany Dave to these bad ass concerts while I do whatever non-heavy metal freaks do in Germany. Mel, if you can hear me above the noise of your heavy metal music, please call!!!!
Wednesday, September 06, 2006
Disaster Response
(posted by Ange)
I have received some response (but no offer of real help) from people from all over the country regarding my previous plea for assistance in the Big Bank Account Disaster (or BBAD) of 2006, which is now being rated as one of the biggest disasters of its kind in recorded history. Well, actually I've just had 2 responses: my mom and dad in Vancouver and Edmonton respectively. But I think the news is slowly starting to reach "the people". One kind lady dropped by to buy some china bowls from me. It's amazing how one stranger will come together and lend a hand in times of great need.
Anyways...Gary and Loret's comments and my own responses may be worth reading, so I'm just pointing you all in that direction. Feel free to comment yourselves on this or any other post. Those who know me know I love the attention!!!! :) And by the way, I'll answer any comments you post. :)
I have received some response (but no offer of real help) from people from all over the country regarding my previous plea for assistance in the Big Bank Account Disaster (or BBAD) of 2006, which is now being rated as one of the biggest disasters of its kind in recorded history. Well, actually I've just had 2 responses: my mom and dad in Vancouver and Edmonton respectively. But I think the news is slowly starting to reach "the people". One kind lady dropped by to buy some china bowls from me. It's amazing how one stranger will come together and lend a hand in times of great need.
Anyways...Gary and Loret's comments and my own responses may be worth reading, so I'm just pointing you all in that direction. Feel free to comment yourselves on this or any other post. Those who know me know I love the attention!!!! :) And by the way, I'll answer any comments you post. :)
Tuesday, September 05, 2006
European Funding Disaster...Donations Desperately Needed!
(posted by Ange)
NEWS FLASH: there has been a devastating disaster in my bank account. Major bills hit the account on September 1 in a category 10 storm, leaving me more penniless than I already was. I have contacted the local government, the provincial government, the federal government, the Red Cross, Angelina and Brad, and all have turned their backs on me. They say they are busy dealing with "real" disasters and crises around the world, but I sense some sort of discrimmination here. I need Anderson Cooper to investigate and keep these people real for me! Anderson, if you're reading this...please help!!!
I have set up my own trust fund in a small container in my living room. It remains empty. If you would like to donate to this devastating turn of events, please send your cheques made out to Angela Simpson, care of my address. Food, blankets, clothing, clean water and crisis counselling are not needed. A tax receipt will not be issued, nor will a transparent accounting of how the funds are spent. I can tell you that there are no administration costs, and therefore 100% of your donations will go directly to the affected person (that's me).
I sense you are all laughing at me and that I will not be inundated with envelopes full of money in my mailbox.
Okay. How about a Run for the Cure of the Bank Account? CIBC? A Live Aid for the Bank Account Disaster Concert? Bono? Bob? A telethon for the European Funding Disaster? Tony? Sigh. I shall await to hear back, but I will not hold my breath, as I do believe I am being discrimminated against as a poor woman attempting to do something outside her means. Where is the love?
It seems I will have stick to my original plan of not shopping and waiting for Dave to move in and split the rent with me. I will however, keep you posted, in the event that CIBC, Bono, Bob or Tony hear my plea and come through for me. Your empathy is greatly appreciated, although you could do better! :)
NEWS FLASH: there has been a devastating disaster in my bank account. Major bills hit the account on September 1 in a category 10 storm, leaving me more penniless than I already was. I have contacted the local government, the provincial government, the federal government, the Red Cross, Angelina and Brad, and all have turned their backs on me. They say they are busy dealing with "real" disasters and crises around the world, but I sense some sort of discrimmination here. I need Anderson Cooper to investigate and keep these people real for me! Anderson, if you're reading this...please help!!!
I have set up my own trust fund in a small container in my living room. It remains empty. If you would like to donate to this devastating turn of events, please send your cheques made out to Angela Simpson, care of my address. Food, blankets, clothing, clean water and crisis counselling are not needed. A tax receipt will not be issued, nor will a transparent accounting of how the funds are spent. I can tell you that there are no administration costs, and therefore 100% of your donations will go directly to the affected person (that's me).
I sense you are all laughing at me and that I will not be inundated with envelopes full of money in my mailbox.
Okay. How about a Run for the Cure of the Bank Account? CIBC? A Live Aid for the Bank Account Disaster Concert? Bono? Bob? A telethon for the European Funding Disaster? Tony? Sigh. I shall await to hear back, but I will not hold my breath, as I do believe I am being discrimminated against as a poor woman attempting to do something outside her means. Where is the love?
It seems I will have stick to my original plan of not shopping and waiting for Dave to move in and split the rent with me. I will however, keep you posted, in the event that CIBC, Bono, Bob or Tony hear my plea and come through for me. Your empathy is greatly appreciated, although you could do better! :)
Friday, September 01, 2006
What A Girl Wants...
(posted by Ange)
We all know that when a woman asks a question, there is a certain, specific answer she has in mind. She will deny this and beg for honesty, but this is just a front. Example: "How do I look?" Expected answer: "Fabulous". Example: "Do I look fat in this dress?" Expected answer "Noooo! You look as thin as (insert Supermodel of the day)". Example: "Where should we go for dinner?" Expected answer: Well, you better know where she wants to go!!!! Are we getting the picture here?
So when I ask "Can I buy a car in Germany, register and insure it, and then drive it around Europe for 6 months?" The answer I want is "YES!!!"
Enter Dietmar, my hero, the man who knows how to answer my question. Who is Dietmar you ask, and where did you find this knight in shining armour? And more importantly, is Dave still in the picture?
Dietmar is a "travel expert" whom I found on Travellerspoint, a travel forum on the web. Dietmar tells me "yes" there is no problem buying a car in Germany to drive around Europe. He tells me there are two options for registration:
1. an Überführungskennzeichen", which is a registration you put on a car if you buy it in Germany but intend to bring it to another country.
2. a "Saisonkennzeichen", which is a seasonal registration one could get for 6 months.
(Question: why do the Germans have to use so many damn consonents???)
I believe there is also a normal registration we could get allowing us to drive through the EU. My good friend Dietmar provided a wealth of other information and suggested that since he lives near Frankfurt, he could help us with our purchase if he is around at the time of our arrival. Or maybe he just wants to meet a cute Canadian girl. ha ha ha
But alas, Dave remains my real hero and knight in shining armour, and is most certainly in the forefront my picture!
And no, I will not take any no's to the car question for answer!
We all know that when a woman asks a question, there is a certain, specific answer she has in mind. She will deny this and beg for honesty, but this is just a front. Example: "How do I look?" Expected answer: "Fabulous". Example: "Do I look fat in this dress?" Expected answer "Noooo! You look as thin as (insert Supermodel of the day)". Example: "Where should we go for dinner?" Expected answer: Well, you better know where she wants to go!!!! Are we getting the picture here?
So when I ask "Can I buy a car in Germany, register and insure it, and then drive it around Europe for 6 months?" The answer I want is "YES!!!"
Enter Dietmar, my hero, the man who knows how to answer my question. Who is Dietmar you ask, and where did you find this knight in shining armour? And more importantly, is Dave still in the picture?
Dietmar is a "travel expert" whom I found on Travellerspoint, a travel forum on the web. Dietmar tells me "yes" there is no problem buying a car in Germany to drive around Europe. He tells me there are two options for registration:
1. an Überführungskennzeichen", which is a registration you put on a car if you buy it in Germany but intend to bring it to another country.
2. a "Saisonkennzeichen", which is a seasonal registration one could get for 6 months.
(Question: why do the Germans have to use so many damn consonents???)
I believe there is also a normal registration we could get allowing us to drive through the EU. My good friend Dietmar provided a wealth of other information and suggested that since he lives near Frankfurt, he could help us with our purchase if he is around at the time of our arrival. Or maybe he just wants to meet a cute Canadian girl. ha ha ha
But alas, Dave remains my real hero and knight in shining armour, and is most certainly in the forefront my picture!
And no, I will not take any no's to the car question for answer!
Monday, August 28, 2006
Meeting Rod Stewart
(posted by Ange)
100 years ago, as Gary (my dad) puts it (I think it's more like 40 years) him and his buddy packed up, flew to Europe, bought a van and spent 6 or 9 months (dad you can correct me here) on the road in Europe. Throughout my years I have heard all sorts of stories of his travels...where he's been, what he's seen, I've seen all the love letters home to mom and who can forget that awful collection of beer steins.
But NEVER have I heard that he went to Ibiza and while there, met Rod Stewart!!! How could this vital information have passed me by? I spent all of grade 11 and 12 listening to Rod, (since my dad "knows" him I figure we are on a first name basis) singing along to Maggie May and Do Ya Think I'm Sexy. When I read Gary's comments on my last post, I became confused. Is this some other Gary? My dad has never met Rod Stewart. Who is writing this comment? Well, I confirmed it with mom...yes, he met Rod Stewart. Although at the time he wasn't really ROD STEWART, he was in some band my mom can't even remember the name to. Still....If outgoing Gary can hook up with Rod, who knows who my chatty patty Dave may be able to talk up. That is it! We are going to Ibiza.
(for Gary's comments, see post "Advice From Those in the Know: Part 2")
100 years ago, as Gary (my dad) puts it (I think it's more like 40 years) him and his buddy packed up, flew to Europe, bought a van and spent 6 or 9 months (dad you can correct me here) on the road in Europe. Throughout my years I have heard all sorts of stories of his travels...where he's been, what he's seen, I've seen all the love letters home to mom and who can forget that awful collection of beer steins.
But NEVER have I heard that he went to Ibiza and while there, met Rod Stewart!!! How could this vital information have passed me by? I spent all of grade 11 and 12 listening to Rod, (since my dad "knows" him I figure we are on a first name basis) singing along to Maggie May and Do Ya Think I'm Sexy. When I read Gary's comments on my last post, I became confused. Is this some other Gary? My dad has never met Rod Stewart. Who is writing this comment? Well, I confirmed it with mom...yes, he met Rod Stewart. Although at the time he wasn't really ROD STEWART, he was in some band my mom can't even remember the name to. Still....If outgoing Gary can hook up with Rod, who knows who my chatty patty Dave may be able to talk up. That is it! We are going to Ibiza.
(for Gary's comments, see post "Advice From Those in the Know: Part 2")
Thursday, August 24, 2006
Advice From Those in the Know: Part 2
(posted by Ange)
"Travelling is an indulgence. You're taking a period of time and saying 'this is a period of time that I am indulging in myself', which means while you are there you have to do the things you want to do". This says my dear friend Jason. I like it!
Jason in another transplanted Brit. Jason landed in Canada after being denied entry back to the U.S., where he was living. He was literally stranded in Canada with nothing but the clothes on his back. No car. No possessions. No job. He decided to tough out the situation and make Vancouver home. Now, I figure if Jason can land up in Canada, alone and with nothing, I will surely be able to survive any challenge that comes my way in Europe. I hope. Did I mention that Jason is much tougher and more resislient than I? Well, at least it's inspiration.
I talked to Jason a few weeks ago about travelling Europe. Of course half of what he said has since disappeared from my brain! Here is what I remember...
He seemed to think the car idea was a good one, since we were going for such a long time...he pointed out that if we were backpacking, it is harder to find lockers at the train stations these days due to all the post 9/11 terror (insert scary music) and so we would need to be prepared to carry our packs with us. He also suggested we get a car with a trunk to keep things hidden from sight. This seems like a pretty smart (not to mention obvious) suggestion. I can live with that.
He suggested signing up at Youth Hostelling to get better rates at hostels. I asked him what a hostel is really like and whether or not I was going to be able handle it (i.e. is it clean? are there bugs?). Jason knows me well and the look he gave me indicated I may not be thrilled with the accomodation a hostel typically provides. He then suggested that we should stay a night or two at the Cambie (a hostel downtown) to get an idea of what it is like. Stay at the Cambie? Ay yi yi. I'm not liking what I'm hearing here. I think it's a great idea, but then I'm also thinking maybe it should be left as a nice surprise upon my arrival in Europe! Also, when I'm in Europe I won't know that my nice, clean, bug-free apartment is just blocks away!
As for what to see...well, Jason was full of recommendations. On the list were Venice, Rome, Corsica, Tuscany, Paris and Ibiza. This last recommendation has been a destination "up for discussion" (read: Dave says it's too expensive. I really want to go.) so I was happy to have his support on this one.
Jason spoke mostly of Rome and Venice. Here is what I learned....
One cannot possibly go to Europe and not see Rome. As Jason says, it is "the world's biggest freestanding museum". Rome is an excellent walking city and many of the sights are just there...open to just walk through. Sounds exactly like what we're looking for - free transportation (our feet) and free stuff to see! Hopefully our car is parked outside of town and Dave is NOT trying to carry two packs on his back! Jason did suggest I read up on architecture and art history before I go so I know what I'm looking at. Dave again prefers to go with his "learn as I go" approach. I, on the other hand, am looking into courses! While I am appreciating the art and achitecture I have learned all about, Dave will be struggling to figure out what he is looking at! Don't worry, I'll share my knowledge with him.
Now Venice...apparently Venice is sinking (and I don't want to swim). Seriously, this fine city is built on a bed of pigskins atop a swamp. I kid you not. Who thought that a bed of pigskins would hold a city afloat?!! I would like to meet this man. Jason says Venice is a must see, but to expect it to be quite dark. Beautiful but oppressive. Sounds like a place for the depressed!
New words: Palatzo (sp?) means palace, but really is more of a grand house. I compared this description to houses in Shaunessy. Jason just laughed. I'm not sure what that means. Piazza is a square, usually with a fountain, cafe and a Baroque church at one end. (Note to self - look up Baroque church!)
All in all, Jason's comments jived with the ideas in my mind. Whew. Still, there is work to be done: research cost of car with trunk and learn about Roman architecture and art. Easy peesy.
Finally, I know these are damn long...I shall try to keep future posts a little shorter. Wouldn't want to lose my small but loyal readership! :)
"Travelling is an indulgence. You're taking a period of time and saying 'this is a period of time that I am indulging in myself', which means while you are there you have to do the things you want to do". This says my dear friend Jason. I like it!
Jason in another transplanted Brit. Jason landed in Canada after being denied entry back to the U.S., where he was living. He was literally stranded in Canada with nothing but the clothes on his back. No car. No possessions. No job. He decided to tough out the situation and make Vancouver home. Now, I figure if Jason can land up in Canada, alone and with nothing, I will surely be able to survive any challenge that comes my way in Europe. I hope. Did I mention that Jason is much tougher and more resislient than I? Well, at least it's inspiration.
I talked to Jason a few weeks ago about travelling Europe. Of course half of what he said has since disappeared from my brain! Here is what I remember...
He seemed to think the car idea was a good one, since we were going for such a long time...he pointed out that if we were backpacking, it is harder to find lockers at the train stations these days due to all the post 9/11 terror (insert scary music) and so we would need to be prepared to carry our packs with us. He also suggested we get a car with a trunk to keep things hidden from sight. This seems like a pretty smart (not to mention obvious) suggestion. I can live with that.
He suggested signing up at Youth Hostelling to get better rates at hostels. I asked him what a hostel is really like and whether or not I was going to be able handle it (i.e. is it clean? are there bugs?). Jason knows me well and the look he gave me indicated I may not be thrilled with the accomodation a hostel typically provides. He then suggested that we should stay a night or two at the Cambie (a hostel downtown) to get an idea of what it is like. Stay at the Cambie? Ay yi yi. I'm not liking what I'm hearing here. I think it's a great idea, but then I'm also thinking maybe it should be left as a nice surprise upon my arrival in Europe! Also, when I'm in Europe I won't know that my nice, clean, bug-free apartment is just blocks away!
As for what to see...well, Jason was full of recommendations. On the list were Venice, Rome, Corsica, Tuscany, Paris and Ibiza. This last recommendation has been a destination "up for discussion" (read: Dave says it's too expensive. I really want to go.) so I was happy to have his support on this one.
Jason spoke mostly of Rome and Venice. Here is what I learned....
One cannot possibly go to Europe and not see Rome. As Jason says, it is "the world's biggest freestanding museum". Rome is an excellent walking city and many of the sights are just there...open to just walk through. Sounds exactly like what we're looking for - free transportation (our feet) and free stuff to see! Hopefully our car is parked outside of town and Dave is NOT trying to carry two packs on his back! Jason did suggest I read up on architecture and art history before I go so I know what I'm looking at. Dave again prefers to go with his "learn as I go" approach. I, on the other hand, am looking into courses! While I am appreciating the art and achitecture I have learned all about, Dave will be struggling to figure out what he is looking at! Don't worry, I'll share my knowledge with him.
Now Venice...apparently Venice is sinking (and I don't want to swim). Seriously, this fine city is built on a bed of pigskins atop a swamp. I kid you not. Who thought that a bed of pigskins would hold a city afloat?!! I would like to meet this man. Jason says Venice is a must see, but to expect it to be quite dark. Beautiful but oppressive. Sounds like a place for the depressed!
New words: Palatzo (sp?) means palace, but really is more of a grand house. I compared this description to houses in Shaunessy. Jason just laughed. I'm not sure what that means. Piazza is a square, usually with a fountain, cafe and a Baroque church at one end. (Note to self - look up Baroque church!)
All in all, Jason's comments jived with the ideas in my mind. Whew. Still, there is work to be done: research cost of car with trunk and learn about Roman architecture and art. Easy peesy.
Finally, I know these are damn long...I shall try to keep future posts a little shorter. Wouldn't want to lose my small but loyal readership! :)
Wednesday, August 16, 2006
Advice From Those in the Know: Part 1
(posted by Ange)
Well, it seems research leads to more research and the further I go, the deeper in I get. I have definitely opened a gigantic can of worms that appears will only get bigger! Suddenly Dave's "I'll find out about it when I get there" approach seems much less troublesome. Aaahhh, but I can't help myself...I need to organize and I want to know everything now!!
I decided that talking to people I know who have travelled through Europe would be a good place to start gathering "real" information. Surely they could give me important tips and facts, maybe make a few suggetions, and ultimately tell me our plan was definitely the best way to go. And of course, their opinions would all jive and I would feel with complete certainty that our plan was sound. Ya, right.
I decided to begin with the Europeans, figuring they would know the inside scoop on things. I have begun conversations with two ex-Brits who have both done a fair amount of travelling over in Europe. Their stories did not completely jive and certainly did not jive with my story! (The story I have made up for myself).
So, first off, let me tell you about my first couple of emails back and forth with my friend Nik. Nik recently became a Canadian (as did his wife Deborah), but has lived the majority of his life in England. He is extremely intelligent, well read, a master planner and has travelled extensively throughout Europe. I knew his information would be invaluable. I was also certain he would read my vague plan and give his stamp of approval.
Or...maybe not. First off, he suggests we put off our start date from August to September, as apparently flights in the summer are much more expensive, what with the kids being out of school and all. (Me to myself: "DUH! That one should have been obvious. But, NOOO , I want to go in August!) Will definitely need to research this. According to Nik, after September 1, "prices drop like a stone".
Nik then suggests that we go Eurorail. He likes the idea of the car, but would choose Eurorail himself. He has done this 3 times, so who am I to argue? Add to list: research Eurorail. Oh yes, and inter-railing - this is good too. (Me to self: is inter-railing and Euro-railing the same thing? Should I know this? Will asking for clarification qualify me as a complete idiot?!!!) It does sound fun: "meeting sooo many people, hanging out in overnight carriages with bottles of wine, sitting in Czech squares with candles and beer all night"; picking destinations by just picking names out of the Euro-rail time table. While it does sound like it could be more spontaneous than we first thought, I REALLY want to drive around in a car. "Road trip" means driving a car, does it not? Plus training means packing a pack instead of a suitcase. Less room for shoes. AND I don't think Dave can carry two packs on his back.
Finally, Nik warns of the post 9/11 immigration and customs issues...getting in without a return ticket may pose a problem. (Me to self: But I don't want a two way ticket...that does not scream spontaneity, which is what this trip is all about!) Jeez...we promise we will leave your great continent in 6 months time! Nik did have one suggestion to skirt around this...an ancestral Visa, which allows you to stay for up to one year, hassle free. Note to self: research ancestral visa (what is an ancestral visa?).
To recap, what we have learned thus far is:
1. Flights to Europe are cheaper after September 1. (Seems obvious, must look into this)
2. Euro-rail or inter-railing could be a better way to go than buying a car. (Must figure out if these are two different things and then look into this)
3. A one way ticket may pose difficulties at customs (Must look into this)
4. An ancestral visa may help avoid any difficulties with a one way ticket at customs (Define ancestral visa and look into this)
Whew. All that from two meager emails from one "advisor" on the list (who has barely scratched the surface!)
Stay tuned for thoughts from the next "advisor", my friend Jason...
Well, it seems research leads to more research and the further I go, the deeper in I get. I have definitely opened a gigantic can of worms that appears will only get bigger! Suddenly Dave's "I'll find out about it when I get there" approach seems much less troublesome. Aaahhh, but I can't help myself...I need to organize and I want to know everything now!!
I decided that talking to people I know who have travelled through Europe would be a good place to start gathering "real" information. Surely they could give me important tips and facts, maybe make a few suggetions, and ultimately tell me our plan was definitely the best way to go. And of course, their opinions would all jive and I would feel with complete certainty that our plan was sound. Ya, right.
I decided to begin with the Europeans, figuring they would know the inside scoop on things. I have begun conversations with two ex-Brits who have both done a fair amount of travelling over in Europe. Their stories did not completely jive and certainly did not jive with my story! (The story I have made up for myself).
So, first off, let me tell you about my first couple of emails back and forth with my friend Nik. Nik recently became a Canadian (as did his wife Deborah), but has lived the majority of his life in England. He is extremely intelligent, well read, a master planner and has travelled extensively throughout Europe. I knew his information would be invaluable. I was also certain he would read my vague plan and give his stamp of approval.
Or...maybe not. First off, he suggests we put off our start date from August to September, as apparently flights in the summer are much more expensive, what with the kids being out of school and all. (Me to myself: "DUH! That one should have been obvious. But, NOOO , I want to go in August!) Will definitely need to research this. According to Nik, after September 1, "prices drop like a stone".
Nik then suggests that we go Eurorail. He likes the idea of the car, but would choose Eurorail himself. He has done this 3 times, so who am I to argue? Add to list: research Eurorail. Oh yes, and inter-railing - this is good too. (Me to self: is inter-railing and Euro-railing the same thing? Should I know this? Will asking for clarification qualify me as a complete idiot?!!!) It does sound fun: "meeting sooo many people, hanging out in overnight carriages with bottles of wine, sitting in Czech squares with candles and beer all night"; picking destinations by just picking names out of the Euro-rail time table. While it does sound like it could be more spontaneous than we first thought, I REALLY want to drive around in a car. "Road trip" means driving a car, does it not? Plus training means packing a pack instead of a suitcase. Less room for shoes. AND I don't think Dave can carry two packs on his back.
Finally, Nik warns of the post 9/11 immigration and customs issues...getting in without a return ticket may pose a problem. (Me to self: But I don't want a two way ticket...that does not scream spontaneity, which is what this trip is all about!) Jeez...we promise we will leave your great continent in 6 months time! Nik did have one suggestion to skirt around this...an ancestral Visa, which allows you to stay for up to one year, hassle free. Note to self: research ancestral visa (what is an ancestral visa?).
To recap, what we have learned thus far is:
1. Flights to Europe are cheaper after September 1. (Seems obvious, must look into this)
2. Euro-rail or inter-railing could be a better way to go than buying a car. (Must figure out if these are two different things and then look into this)
3. A one way ticket may pose difficulties at customs (Must look into this)
4. An ancestral visa may help avoid any difficulties with a one way ticket at customs (Define ancestral visa and look into this)
Whew. All that from two meager emails from one "advisor" on the list (who has barely scratched the surface!)
Stay tuned for thoughts from the next "advisor", my friend Jason...
Saturday, August 12, 2006
Road Trip Requirement: A Car
(posted by Ange)
Yes, we are still eons away from the big road trip, but being the planner/organizer and just generally over-excited gal that I am, I believe we MUST start looking into our options for a vehicle immediately. What can we afford? Where will we buy it? How will we buy it? What about insurance? Is this even viable or will we be relegated to planes, trains and buses? You get the picture. Our first thought is to get on the internet and see what's out there. We need to know if this is even realistic (please be realistic!!!). Of course, going online to find a car in Europe poses one slight problem...neither of us speak anything but English. We have the idea of flying to Frankfurt (flights to Frankfurt are cheap and we figure the Germans build a good car) and buying a car there before heading to the Czech Republic. So we need a German translator....
Enter Petra, my fabulous friend who happens to be German and speaks/reads fluently. As Petra is currently bored out of her mind at work, I suggest a project for her...scan the used car ads in Frankfurt and give us an idea of what is out there. I ask Petra on a Tuesday night to incorporate this little project into one of her work days. By the next morning she has compiled a list with links for us to view a number of cars. Those Germans are so efficient, giving us more faith that buying in Frankfurt is the way to go!!! This is all preliminary of course, and we'll be begging her German speaking skills closer to the time of our departure. I'm sure bribing her with bottles of wine and perhaps some grappa will seal the deal!
What we have learned are our first few German words...
"Erstzulassung" tells you how old the car is
"Handschaltung" means it is a standard
"HU-Pruefung" tells you when they have to go to their next test (safety inspection).
$10 to any non-German who can pronounce these words correctly on the first try!!!! :)
What we have not learned are a whole bunch of other German words describing the car.
From what I can tell, a nice little compact (and pretty cute) used car is definitely in our budget (anyone know how the Euro translates into U.S. or CAD dollars?!!!). This also means I can pack a suitcase and not a backpack!!! Maybe there will be room for more than one pair of shoes!
So I believe we have confirmed that our idea of a real road trip is the way we are going. YAY! Now, chuckle to yourself as you picture 2 Canadians with only a map, a few phrase books (where is the bathroom?) and no European language skills tooling around the European countryside in a small second hand car. Also picture 2 people who both believe their navigational skills far exceed the other's. A recipe for a lot of laughter, if not disaster (ha ha ha). Stay tuned for "on the road" stories next year.
Yes, we are still eons away from the big road trip, but being the planner/organizer and just generally over-excited gal that I am, I believe we MUST start looking into our options for a vehicle immediately. What can we afford? Where will we buy it? How will we buy it? What about insurance? Is this even viable or will we be relegated to planes, trains and buses? You get the picture. Our first thought is to get on the internet and see what's out there. We need to know if this is even realistic (please be realistic!!!). Of course, going online to find a car in Europe poses one slight problem...neither of us speak anything but English. We have the idea of flying to Frankfurt (flights to Frankfurt are cheap and we figure the Germans build a good car) and buying a car there before heading to the Czech Republic. So we need a German translator....
Enter Petra, my fabulous friend who happens to be German and speaks/reads fluently. As Petra is currently bored out of her mind at work, I suggest a project for her...scan the used car ads in Frankfurt and give us an idea of what is out there. I ask Petra on a Tuesday night to incorporate this little project into one of her work days. By the next morning she has compiled a list with links for us to view a number of cars. Those Germans are so efficient, giving us more faith that buying in Frankfurt is the way to go!!! This is all preliminary of course, and we'll be begging her German speaking skills closer to the time of our departure. I'm sure bribing her with bottles of wine and perhaps some grappa will seal the deal!
What we have learned are our first few German words...
"Erstzulassung" tells you how old the car is
"Handschaltung" means it is a standard
"HU-Pruefung" tells you when they have to go to their next test (safety inspection).
$10 to any non-German who can pronounce these words correctly on the first try!!!! :)
What we have not learned are a whole bunch of other German words describing the car.
From what I can tell, a nice little compact (and pretty cute) used car is definitely in our budget (anyone know how the Euro translates into U.S. or CAD dollars?!!!). This also means I can pack a suitcase and not a backpack!!! Maybe there will be room for more than one pair of shoes!
So I believe we have confirmed that our idea of a real road trip is the way we are going. YAY! Now, chuckle to yourself as you picture 2 Canadians with only a map, a few phrase books (where is the bathroom?) and no European language skills tooling around the European countryside in a small second hand car. Also picture 2 people who both believe their navigational skills far exceed the other's. A recipe for a lot of laughter, if not disaster (ha ha ha). Stay tuned for "on the road" stories next year.
Monday, August 07, 2006
In the Beginning....
(Posted by Ange)
Shortly after meeting Dave, he suggested that I travel to Europe with him. He was planning a Fall trip, but could wait until Spring so I could save money and go with him. I quickly explained that saving money to go to Europe would likely take my entire life! Ah, but he is convincing and Europe is so enticing. We eventually decided that if I could save $2,000, we'd be okay and Dave would cover some of the extra costs. I would use my mom's airmiles to get my flight. It's amazing what a carrot like this in front of your face does! Suddenly I'm saving every extra $5 bill in my wallet and curbing my spending (or at least trying) like never before. I quickly russled up a box, wrote "Europe Fund" on it, and my savings started. Don't worry, I opened up an actual bank account this week so I don't have piles of $5 bills bursting out of a little box in my living room!
Being the planner that I am, I decided we must immediately go to Chapters and buy a book on traveling Europe. This we did and I have begun my research. This morning I was online printing weather charts for each country and some of the cities we intend to hit. I don't really want to be anywhere too cold, since we will be there over some winter months. Thankfully it doesn't cool down too much in the Mediterranean, where we will be near the end of our trip (if we end up following our vague plan that is!)
What we know for sure: We will land somewhere in Europe and buy a car. We will drive to the Czech republic to see some of Dave's family. We will then cut across Germany, to the Netherlands, and then drive the coast down and around France, Spain, Portugal, Italy, Greece and maybe over to Turkey, taking inland trips as we so desire. We'll be camping and hostelling for the most part, but since we'll have a car I will be able to pack a suitcase! (whew).
What we are winging: How long we'll stay in any given town or city. Where exactly we will go and where we will stay. What we'll see and do. This is going to be our excellent European road trip adventure, so I envision just driving around, stopping when we feel like it and going when we feel like. We have our general route planned and after that, who knows where the road will lead us...
Oh, one more thing. All those who know me, must be wondering how the hell I am going to save this money! Dave is going to move into my place in November...so with splitting costs, I should be able to save like crazy. And of course, while in Europe I'll still have my disability income! Hmmm...maybe there is something to be said about this whole Bipolar/can't work thing after all!
Shortly after meeting Dave, he suggested that I travel to Europe with him. He was planning a Fall trip, but could wait until Spring so I could save money and go with him. I quickly explained that saving money to go to Europe would likely take my entire life! Ah, but he is convincing and Europe is so enticing. We eventually decided that if I could save $2,000, we'd be okay and Dave would cover some of the extra costs. I would use my mom's airmiles to get my flight. It's amazing what a carrot like this in front of your face does! Suddenly I'm saving every extra $5 bill in my wallet and curbing my spending (or at least trying) like never before. I quickly russled up a box, wrote "Europe Fund" on it, and my savings started. Don't worry, I opened up an actual bank account this week so I don't have piles of $5 bills bursting out of a little box in my living room!
Being the planner that I am, I decided we must immediately go to Chapters and buy a book on traveling Europe. This we did and I have begun my research. This morning I was online printing weather charts for each country and some of the cities we intend to hit. I don't really want to be anywhere too cold, since we will be there over some winter months. Thankfully it doesn't cool down too much in the Mediterranean, where we will be near the end of our trip (if we end up following our vague plan that is!)
What we know for sure: We will land somewhere in Europe and buy a car. We will drive to the Czech republic to see some of Dave's family. We will then cut across Germany, to the Netherlands, and then drive the coast down and around France, Spain, Portugal, Italy, Greece and maybe over to Turkey, taking inland trips as we so desire. We'll be camping and hostelling for the most part, but since we'll have a car I will be able to pack a suitcase! (whew).
What we are winging: How long we'll stay in any given town or city. Where exactly we will go and where we will stay. What we'll see and do. This is going to be our excellent European road trip adventure, so I envision just driving around, stopping when we feel like it and going when we feel like. We have our general route planned and after that, who knows where the road will lead us...
Oh, one more thing. All those who know me, must be wondering how the hell I am going to save this money! Dave is going to move into my place in November...so with splitting costs, I should be able to save like crazy. And of course, while in Europe I'll still have my disability income! Hmmm...maybe there is something to be said about this whole Bipolar/can't work thing after all!