tell it to me tuesday – another life for a day

If you could have a different life for just one day, what would it be like? Would you be a mountaineer? A rockstar? A musician? Someone else you know, whose life you wish you had?
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I have two answers for this one. If I were a slightly different person, I’d want a life where I traveled the world for a living, perhaps working for National Geographic or The Lonely Planet, writing exposes on different peoples and cultures. There’s a part of me that always wished I had the cajones to live a life like that. But you have to have more than the average gusto to not only negotiate a viable career out of that, but also to live like that. As much as I love travel, I don’t love to be a woman traveling in foreign countries on my own. I have done it and can do it, but I prefer a traveling companion for both the security and the company. I know some women, even friends of mine, who have scampered through dangerous parts of Afghanistan all by their onesies. I give mad props to them. But I’d need to be a different person for a day for that.

But assuming I’m the same old me, I would love to live somewhere along the Mediterranean coast, perhaps even on Sicily or Corsica. I’d live in a little flat where I could soak up the sun and plant a little herb garden. I’d write all day long on my terrace or in a cafe, and be blissfully secluded from the hubbub of cities unless I felt the urge to visit one. My little life would be sanctuary.

What life would you live for a day?

The Rules
I think there is real power in the human voice, as flawed as it may be. And when the voices speak together, when you have a multitude of voices speaking, patterns begin to emerge and there you can begin to understand truth. So in the spirit of the personal narrative, I am hosting a weekly challenge every Tuesday morning, where I will post a topic (ranging from the banal to the intimate) and ask readers to respond. I would love to see everyone’s answers and how similar and different they all are.

You can respond in any way you choose. You can give a fictional response or a true one. You can use words, sentences, and/or photographs. If you have a blog, you can link it with Mr. Linky below. Please be sure to include “Tell It To Me Tuesdays” in the title, and link back to this post. If you don’t have a blog, but want to join in, you can just leave a comment. Please follow the rules. I don’t want to have to delete links. I like links! Don’t make me delete them.

Next week’s challenge: Favorite house items
What household items could you not live without? Do you have a go-to brand of cleaner? A cooking utensil you’d grab if the house were on fire? What household good helps you turn your house into your home?

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you capture – journeys

Sometimes I find myself driving along the highway, on a normal day, just like any day, then suddenly I become captivated by an overwhelming urge to just keep on driving. To just pass right by my exit, and continue going for as long as the road takes me.
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I have a lovely life, and am blessed to have family and friends close to me. But sometimes, I still feel alone. It’s not a bad feeling; it’s not a bad, heavy, aching loneliness. It’s just a sort of melancholy. It’s the anomie of a modern life. It’s usually a brief feeling, and mostly I savor its bittersweetness until the moment passes.
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In these moments I sometimes fantasize about flying off to foreign lands, sailing across glistening oceans, or at least taking the scenic route home.
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A few brief moments of quiet in my head, before I catch back up with the train of every day life.
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It reminds me of a line from one of my favorite movies: “So take a nice picture you got in your head home with you, but don’t be fooled. We lonely here mostly too. If we lucky, maybe we got some nice pictures to take with us.” – elderly Jamaican lady, Meet Joe Black.

I’m young yet, but I have some nice pictures to take with me.

This week’s You Capture challenge was left up to us to set. Take a look at Beth’s website, I Should Be Folding Laundry, to see what paths others have taken. Click here to see the You Capture challenge: Photographer’s Choice.

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Tasting Grace is on vacation

My gift to the playa

My gift to the playa

Time That Wasn’t Lost

One doesn’t count illusions
or bitter realizations,
no measure exists to count
what couldn’t happen for us,
what circled like a bumblebee,
without our not noticing
what we were losing.

To lose until we lose our life
is to live our life and our death,
and nothing that passes on exists
that doesn’t give constant proof
of the continuous emptiness of all,
the silence into which everything falls
and, finally, we fall.

Oh! what came so close
that we were never able to know.
Oh! what was never able to be
that maybe could have been.

So many wings flew around
the mountains of sorrow
and so many wheels beat
the highway of our destiny,
we had nothing left to lose.

And our weeping ended.

- Pablo Neruda

I am off to meet the multiple million-eyed monster. I am off to the land of transcendent energy, the land that beats with the unrestrained rhythm that is the heart of collective intentions. I am off to be thrilled, to be overwhelmed, to be awed, to be humbled, and to be unabashedly, irrevocably, unequivocally, irrepressibly, unfailingly, unencumbered me.

No cell phones.

No internet.

I will think of you. And come the 8th of September, I shall return.

In the meantime, a gift for you:

“Surrendering completely to love, be it human or divine, means giving up everything, including our own well-being or our ability to make decisions. It means loving in the deepest sense of the word. The truth is that we don’t want to be saved in the way God has chosen; we want to keep absolute control over our every step, to be fully conscious of our decisions, to be capable of choosing the object of our devotion.”
- from Paolo Coelho, The Witch of Portobello

Well, my loves, I ask you to find a beautiful moment…and surrender.

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Vacation or Staycation, Try the Wine Country


For our first wedding anniversary, my husband and I decided to go wine tasting up in the Santa Ynez region, recently made famous by the movie Sideways, and conveniently enough, located in our backyard.

We enjoy wine tasting up in this scenic area, but this time we decided to splurge and hire a driver to take us around. A quick Google search online introduced us to Cloud Climbers Jeep Tours, who do group wine tours, including 4 wineries, more wine than you can taste, tasting glasses, a fabulous lunch, door-to-door service and a driver who will tell you all about the area and its wineries. Best of all, you get to ride around in a jeep – and not haggle over who gets to be the designated driver. How cool is that?

We were joined by a couple up for a mini vacation from LA, and having such a small group, our wine tour talk quickly devolved from the usual local history tidbits, to which everyone politely nods with bemused interest, to the latest news about the pot farm just beyond the ridge and how much tax money we’re wasting on suicide barriers on the nearby bridge. Not your mother’s wine tour, I must say – but infinitely more entertaining. We also more readily herdable, being a smaller group, which meant we got the added bonus of hitting up a fifth winery since we had time.

The thing I loved most was that the tour did not have preset winery destinations. Our driver asked us what kind of wines we liked, what we were in the mood for, then took us to his recommended spots. We hit up Brander, Lincourt, Gainey, Saarloos, and Artiste. My husband and I had planned to buy one bottle of wine. We took home three.

Of the five, Artiste was the only one we had been to before, and it was the last one on our list. I would like to tell you their wines were amazing, fabulous, and not-to-be-missed. But as it was the fifth winery that day, my wine palate had disintegrated from detecting floral, citrus, or spice and earth tones, to only being able to distinguish between whites and reds. Though, the sweetness of the final port did shine through enough for me to smack my lips on it, find a scrap book and draw a picture of a turtle. My husband added to the drawing: his turtle humped my turtle. You can see what a state we were in.

We ended up buying one bottle from Brander and two from Lincourt – all of them were whites of some kind or another. I think the heat of the day ruined my taste for reds this trip around. But the winery I truly enjoyed visiting was Saarloos & Sons.
Family owned and operated, this winery has quirky-yet-cool staff members who love to talk to you and tell stories. It also has the most AMAZING cupcakes…I might have to say they even beat Crushcakes. They were oh so moist, and flavored with wine. But the part I loved best was the aesthetic: vintage Victorian with a hint of modern, and a twist of grunge.



The day ended with dinner at Via Maestra 42, the top-notch, authentic Italian restaurant who catered our wedding. All in all it was a fabulous day and a magical way to spend an anniversary. For all you Californians out there, or others near a winery, this is a great vacation idea for these tight times when you want to keep it close to home.

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Dealing with Domestic Flights


I love traveling, but despise the actual act of traveling, especially if it involves airports. And the new “security theater” with all kinds of stupid regulations only make it worse. I could rant and rave about that, but before I get distracted, let me focus on my main point: the thing I hate most about flying is the lack of communication between company and consumer. Perfect market information, my ass.

For example, on both my flights to and from Florida on Delta, I checked in early with my flight and travel insurance confirmation number in tow for a flight I had booked in January. But somehow I did not get an assigned seat (despite having picked one out online). I just got a pseudo-ticket with a bold stamp on it saying “Seat Requested”. WTF?! Yes, I paid for a flight, I do request a seat on the mother-f’ing plane. So I go through security, and go to my terminal, and the people at the counter say they will call me when they have a seat ready. What does this mean? Does this mean I might not make the flight? Both flights were overbooked with a mile-long “wish-list” (Since when did they start calling the waiting list a wish list and really does it make people feel better that they’re wishing rather than waiting?). Was there a possibility there might not be a seat for me? Why do they do this? Why couldn’t they explain it? So I wait around, praying I’m not getting bumped off the flight and preparing myself to raise hell especially as they’re starting to board people and I still haven’t gotten my seat. They finally call me when the terminal is nearly empty and I get my seat, but underneath the relief I am fuming because I’ve been stressed for no apparent reason. A little communication people! I’m just saying, it would have been nice to know in advance what was going on.

When you purchase your ticket, there is never any information about what you’re getting for your money. All flights are not equal, and in the era of cutbacks, they’re getting worse. Instead of getting the usual food, movies, blankets and pillows included in the whole flight package, you now have to pay for all said items–and hope they haven’t run out of what you want because the airline didn’t prepare for demand. Moreover, some flights offer some of these things and others don’t. Some offer meals, others offer junk food you have to pay $7 for or go hungry. Some flights have pillows, others have blankets, and still others have neither. And now they’re charging $15 apiece for check-in luggage–which of course means people try to squeeze their big-ass bags into the overhead bins and create delays, cramped space, and all around headaches for everyone else.

I, for one, would much rather have a set price included in the actual price of the ticket in order to have a comfortable flight, than to be nickeled and dimed every step of the way. But if they are going to charge separately for these items, they should offer a rundown of prices so you know what you’re getting yourself into when you buy the ticket. Choosing flights solely on price and travel times can leave you stranded with a subpar or positively hellish flight.

So what is the consumer to do? Short of demonstrations, boycotts, and strongly-worded letters, the only thing to do is adapt. Having flown 8 domestic flights in something like 2 months, I have compiled a list of ways to have a smooth flying experience:

1) Prepare to play your part in security theatre:

  • Only carry liquids and gels in 3 oz. containers and keep them in a clear ziploc bag you can easily pull out of your bag
  • Wear shoes that are easy to take on/off so you don’t have to bother with laces and such in the security line
  • Pack so you are prepared to slip your laptop out of its case and place it in a separate bin
  • Minimize the amount of metal accessories you’ll have to take off before going through the metal detector

2) Pack light. If you cannot travel light, don’t be a cheapskate. You’re allowed 1 carry-on bag (please keep it small) and a purse or laptop case. If you cannot fit everything you want to bring in either of these items, pay the lousy $15 and check it in. The overhead bins are overcrowded and trying to stuff your duffel bag or almost-suitcase just creates problems for everybody. You’ll hold up the line as you puff and sweat trying to shove your bag where it won’t fit, piss off everyone behind you, and most likely end up having to check it anyway.

3) Be prepared to bring whatever you might need on the plane because there is no guarantee the flight will offer what you want and it most certainly won’t come at a reasonable price. So if you want a pillow or blanket, go buy one of those little travel-size ones. A good quality travel pillow is worth its weight in gold when you want to get some shut-eye. Also, bring some food like a sandwich, fiber/protein bar and/or fruit; something that is filling and doesn’t take up too much space. You’ll be so glad you did when you see the flight attendants going down the aisle offering unhealthy, unsatisfying, and expensive snacks. Seriously, who wants to pay $5 for a bag of peanuts to sustain themselves on a 5-hour flight? No thank you.

4) Last but not least: arrive early. Better to be bored than harried and stressed out.

I hope this list is useful (especially for anyone who hasn’t flown recently). Happy travels!

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