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Pre holiday fun

Yoho, Januari is the time to plan for the coming year, to plan for things that give energy, like holidays/vacations. The travelcompanies know this very well and the advertisements for holidays and travels are everywhere.
It’s the time for travel guides; Dreaming of palmbeaches, blue skies, high mountains, campings, hotels, themeparks, green forrests, lovely remote cottages or resorts with lot’s of entertainment. Then the discussions and the final decission where to go. 
The preparations, reading about the place, the culture, things to do (or not).
I get really excited with the idea of travelling on forehand. The anticipation is almost as much fun as the actual vacation or holiday.

Some people think I’m absolutly nuts and pitying me. “You will be so dissapointed when things don’t turn out the way you pictured it; what you hoped for or expected” or “You’re a coward trying to expell unwanted surprises”. 
The comments are usually given from a negative perspective which I cannot agree with and they even surprised me.
I guess it all has to do with expectations and how everybody deals with their own expectations and dissapointments.
 There are no dissapointments without -known- and unknown- expectations. 
A dissapointment makes you aware of a reality which is different from what you expected or what you value.
And that’s exactly what makes all the difference; I love different realities, I love to see what other people think is normal, why they think it’s normal, how they find sollutions for problems or why some things I see are not considered as a problem, or the opposite.

This last vacation I learned how much I apreciate a warm room, so after a shower I don’t need to get clothes on as quick as possible to maintain my body warmth, but I also learned to close the bathroom door, make it steamy and warm, have my pj’s ready and use that steamyroom for getting the wrinkles out my shirt. 
It was during a vacation at a themepark I learned how impatient I’m and how I absolutly hate to waste my time waiting in a line. I still try to avoid lines, but if it happens, I won’t get that angry anymore and spoil everybody elses fun.
I can’t wait for my next vacation and it’s beautiful surprises and those won’t be fifth choice accomodations as we booked too late.



origins habits, traditions and rituals mini lecture

It’s that time of the year, that almost everywhere in the world a lot of festivities and traditions are being celebrated; Diwali, haloween/st. Martin/all souls day, Thanks giving, Sinterklaas, Christmas, Chanouka, new years eve/silvester/chinese new year, National days. Just to name a view.
A lot of these traditions do have it’s origins from long before the great religions.

Imagine, It’s 5000 years ago, it’s winter on the nothern hemisphere;(which does have the largest human settlement, -historicaly-. The southern hemisphere exists more out of water); It’s dark and it’s cold, no farming, gathering or hunting is possible; The weather can be scary; with mist, darkness, cold, snow; People stay together for warmth and safety. There’s time for stories, rituals and/or handicraft.

People were (and often are) afraid of the dark; nothing grows, you can’t see predators, you can’t see were you’re going, you can get lost. 

5000 years ago they didn’t had the knowledge that the sun, the light and the warmth would come back automatically as the worlds rotating. 
To cope with the fear, they thought of all kind off reasons and rituals to scare the dark away or attrack the sun again. 
Many of those rituals used light (= fire), to attrack the sun and/or make lots of noise/sing to scare the darkness away. Many of those rituals and ceremonies were hand over from generation to generation and became traditions. Think the bonfires, laterns, christmas lights, christmas crackers, fireworks, and traditional music and/or songs.

Multicultural wise it’s interesting to see how the same tradition developed in different rituals for everybody all around the world. Think about the darkness during winter. 
and how the same tradition/occasion (like christmas or ramadan) is been celebrated differently everywhere
. I can tell from experience that the christian celebrations of christmas in america is completely different then in the Philippines. Rituals concerning the christmas tree are depending on the availability of pine trees.IFGAblogperson

For everybody who’s celebrating.


Home sweet home

The moment we start our trip back home, for me the vacation is over and I can’t wait to be home. Mostly to be reunited with my loved ones and my pets. Suddenly I can see all the advantages of being home; The clean, warm bathrooms, my own pillow and real cheese (Yes I’m dutch and I do love my cheese) for breakfast, fast and reliable wifi.
As much as I love the excitement, all the things that are different, that make me feel awake and alive or the moments of complete relaxation, I can appreciate home too for a while.

The best thing still to come, the PICTURES, the memories for always frozen with my camera.
Sometimes I can’t wait to be old and a grandmother and I can get out my all photo albums and show my pictures. “ Oh and do you remember……” or “ Here your dad had climbed Machu Pichu and he was so hungry he could eat a whole alpaca”

I love taking pictures, It makes me very aware of my surroundings and looking for the story, the moment or feeling that I would like to freeze for eternity and to be able to recollect later and to share.
A good friend of mine is a very ‘mindfull’ person and tried to convince me to put away my camera and just be aware, feel and be in that moment. She sank into some kind of meditation while I completely missed the moment trying to become aware of that moment. I sort of panicked, I started to doubt myself, untill I realised that mindfulness, this way, is not for me. When I’m taking my pictures I’m probably more aware of the moment, the light, the atmosphere or the people then when I’m lost in myself. I’m enjoying what I see and feel and if I see a moment/scene, which capture that feeling and moment, I’ll shoot.
“Then you’re not living in that moment but waiting for a moment to take a picture” the reply was. I can’t convince her that I’m very mindful and very much aware of the moment. For her photoshooting is very stressful; being constantly stressed and aware of the right moment to snap, for me it’s the opposite it’s calming to be aware of my surroundings. Actually these differences makes us great travel palls, her mindfulness gives me the opportunities and time to wait calm for the right moment to shoot. It’s my way to live in the moment and a big advantage is that I always have my pictures and memories of the scenes and beautiful moments which I can share with others and recall later, which gives me twice as much fun, the moment itself and the memory.

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Sorry, Sorry, sorry, I try to post regularly once a week and usually that works, no matter where I am. I choose places to stay with internet/wifi or be back in civilisation once a week at least. But it is holidays……. And all the internet/wifi you can find is being absorbed by my colleague tourists, and not only the young ones, although they are most easy to spot.

It was a bit shocking to discover, how much we are depending on wifi and the internet. I say ‘we’ because in this time it was for sure not only me, although when I miss it, I really need it and I get quiet frustrated when it doesn’t work the way I want it.

Even now as I’m writing this, very very, early in the morning, I’m not able to connect to the wifi. We’ve got a room at the end of the hallway…… I could go out of bed and sit under that wifi box, but we’re in the southern hemisphere and it’s winter here and it’s cold, COLD.

Sometimes I wish for the ‘old fashioned’ cable to plug-in and connect.

That shock, being out of your comfort zone is what holidays are meant for, for me. I love to see new landscapes, new cultures, new people. All my senses are open; the sounds (even the leaking toilet above us), the birds, the silence, the hustle of a mountain village in the morning; the smell, healthy mountain air, the exhaust fumes, wood fires, dusty plains; the views, ohhh those views, no dessert – no mountain range is the same; the colors, the blue of the ocean; Even how it feels, to be cold, really cold. I sleep so well -hidden under a few layers of covers with only my nose peeking out for a fresh breath-, unfortunately the bathroom in the morning is also cold and the warm water not reliable.

As a ‘people-culture’ freak I do love to see how other people live or what they consider a ‘normal’ live. The differences make me aware of myself, of my life, the things I’m used to and what I do appreciate, like a warm shower and WIFI.

PS 1 I had a warm shower, untill someone flushed the toilet, steamed the bathroom so much the bathroom was warm.

PS 2 Guess where I was. Leave a reply and maybe you win a nice souvenir from my trip.