On the Upside

Travel, just like life, has its ups and downs. In the last blog RobO shared some downside, but we didn’t know then how significantly our luck would change. We left mainland Chile and flew 5 hours west to Rapa Nui (known in English as Easter Island), which is considered the most remote airport in the world.

The only way to access Rapa Nui is via Chile. In order to board the flight to the island you have to have accommodations booked at a registered location and (since Covid) you have to have a Rapa Nui certified guide to visit most of the protected sites. I had reached out to 6 different guides on the official tourism website and they either didn’t respond or gave me other names to try. They definitely need to update their list. In the end I only had 2 responses, one which had many good reviews but was very expensive and one that only had 1 review (5/5) but was more reasonably priced. We opted to go with the second option, and this was where we had some real travel luck.

Ata Christino is a relaxed guy around our age who instantly felt like a friend. He is so humble that along the first day’s tour he told us a few breadcrumbs of information that started to build on each other: his parents are both archeologists; they have done some work with restoring the Moai statues; they actually were the people in charge of the largest restoration project; as a child Ata would play in the sacred sites while his parents worked. This guy was raised at the sites, surrounded by teams of scientists and is pretty much an island celebrity (though he would never say that). At one point another guide was telling his group about the restoration of the statues and he said, “the work was done by that guy’s parents”, pointing at Ata.

Ata is knowledgeable, passionate, and makes the history so interesting. Plus, we had the chance to spend a lot of time sharing cultural information about each of our countries. If you ever plan to come here the first thing you should do is ask me for his contact information.

Our first day we explored numerous sites that gave us an understanding of the timeline of the Moai statues, a revolution that destroyed many of them, and the subsequent ‘bird man’ chapter, where rulers were crowned via a crazy Hunger Games style competition.

We learned that the Moai statues were chiseled in 1 piece from the quarry, on the northeast side of the island. Somehow using hundreds of people and maybe rollers they were transported to all corners of the island. Once erected upon their alters the last 2 steps happened: adorning them with hats or topknots (made with red stone from another iron-rich quarry on the island) and placing their eyes. This final step is when they became representations of chiefs and ancestors who had died.

The quarry from afar
It was remarkable to see so many incomplete Moai

The understanding is that the Moai statues serve as the gateway between the islanders and their ‘Heaven’, which is located in the depths of the sea. The Moai almost all face inland to watch over, protect, and provide spiritual guidance to the living.

One exception is a grouping of 7 Moai that face toward the sea. These are said to represent the 7 explorers who found the island, or perhaps the 7 star Matariki constellation that may have guided them.

Eventually there was a revolution and the people pushed over these symbols of the old regime.

The new way involved new symbolism and systems. Each spring, when the manutara birds returned to their nesting grounds, the competition would begin. Hopefuls had to scale down a 300 meter cliff to the ocean, swim about 2 kms to an island, find the first egg laid, then return it to the starting point. The champion would be the ruler for the next year.

The second day’s tour supplemented information from the first day, plus we got to hike through a lava tunnel in the ‘youngest’ section of the volcanic island.

Dormant crater
The exit of the lava tunnel
I love tasting, then trying to describe new fruits! This Haia fruit had the texture and crunch of an apple-pear, but kind of tasted like it was dipped in Jasmine perfume. Weird but good.

The icing on the cake was the chance to see the sunrise over 15 Moai statues. It looked pretty dire at first as dark clouds rolled into the area, but that anticipation made it even more exciting.

Looooong shadows

There is an area within walking distance from town where there are Moai in a perfect sunset location. We visited the area a couple of times as it is one of the sites where you don’t require a ticket and guide. Incredibly there were some wild horses hanging out there one night, which elevated the experience.

There is so much more to say about our island experience, but I’ll leave you wanting one final blog!

Chile Chase

Last Thursday we touched down in Santiago, Chile and immediately began our usual travel routine. First we got our bearings, figured out our transportation to our AirBnB, and got some cash out from the airport ATM. Unfortunately, in the past I have made some boneheaded moves while travelling. For example, I have left my insulin in Poland. I have dropped my passport on the floor of a men’s room in a developing country and walked away none the wiser. There was also that time I forgot our camera in the back of a taxi cab. Over the years we have implemented many systems to thwart these types of travel blunders but somehow I keep finding new things to do. If you want DawnO’s version you can watch her tell the insulin story here:

https://youtu.be/HinnehFBvEQ?si=wHr1INrmkx2mam1r

We had found our way to the bus station which was a good 10 minute walk from the main airport terminal when I realized I had left my bank card in the ATM about 12 minutes before. I told DawnO and ran as fast as I could back to the airport, knowing I had effed up again.

I knew I had about a 2% chance that someone had found my bank card and turned it in to someone of authority at the arrivals terminal. After about 10 minutes of searching and asking around, I had confirmed that my card was gone forever. I had one more blunder to add to the kitchen sink.

DawnO was more forgiving than I was, which was nice, but I was beating myself up as we made our way to our AirBnB in Valparaiso, about an hour’s bus ride from Santiago. It is a coastal city built upon hills that look like they are about to jump into the ocean. There are many funiculars that you can pay to ride to get to the top of the hills or you can choose from a many number of stairs and winding streets to get where you’re going. Our place just happens to be at the top of a funicular, or 161 steps!

After arriving at our AirBnB we decided to walk down to a main square and enjoy a coffee. It had been a long night of flights and we could use the caffeine to perk us up. I was beginning to feel better about the lost bank card and was enjoying the people watching. We had just decided to start wandering to another spot when I felt my backpack get snatched out from under my arm. I turned to watch a man run away with it. It took me a second to think “not this too” when I sprinted after him.

Had I not been hyper-focused on pursuing the man with my bag, I would have probably appreciated the vibrant colours and gorgeous graffiti Valparaiso has tattooed all around it.

The people of Valparaiso have been quite lovely, with one obvious exception. I am thankful for the many Chilean people who pointed me in the direction of my bag as I ran through the streets yelling English words I know like, “thief!” and Spanish words I think I know like, “Policia!”

This dude had a head start so I was always about a half a block behind him. Unfortunately, I lost sight of him and then a couple of Chileans pointed me in the wrong direction. I knew my chance of seeing my bag again was at about 2% and fading. I caught a glimpse of DawnO about a block away, heading up the hill. I decided to cut my losses and head after her, meanwhile mentally cataloging the contents of my bag. My wallet which included all my physical credit and debit cards, along with my driver’s licence were now gone. There were medical supplies, mostly backups, and a big bag of skittles for when I need to fight a sugar low brought upon by physical exercise like sprinting.

As I got closer to DawnO, people kept pointing me towards where they had seen the thief run. I was still on track, but had all but given up. I finally got close enough to DawnO that she knew I was behind her, however she kept moving forward. I then watched as my wife chased the thief through a gate to a dilapidated house. I could only hear commotion as I tried to squeeze my way through the gate which was blocked by a large metal tub. As I finally got through I looked up at the small windowless house just as my bag came flying out of it and landed at my feet. The next thing I saw was the thief’s face, about to jump through after the bag but stopped himself when we locked eyes. He saw disbelief in my eyes, but I saw fear in his. I picked up my bag and felt relief, excitement, and sadness all at once. Relief that I had my stuff back, excitement at the unfolding situation and sadness that this guy looked scared of what was in front of him. He clearly didn’t know what was in front of him was more of a lover than a fighter. What was behind him though… was DawnO, and she came equipped with a kitchen sink full of fight.

At that moment I would have been happy to walk away. I had my stuff, we clearly beat the odds. I would have been content to explore the nearby sand dunes of Concón, just a 45 minute bus ride up the coast. We would visit this charming location a few days later and found our way to a lovely spot for lunch amongst a labyrinth of restaurants. One was specifically gluten free! I highly recommend going if you’re ever in the area.

Nothing works up an appetite like watching your wife pull someone by the wrist and tell them in Spanish that she is taking them to the Police. Eventually the ruckus stirred up a couple of squatters from the dilapidated house, one of whom separated DawnO from our would-be thief and proceeded to shoo her out of the gate with me. The other squatter grabbed our local hoodlum and dragged him to places unknown.

We left the scene with all our possessions and returned to our AirBnB to regroup. We realize that we had absolutely no business getting that bag back intact and have likely exchanged all of our good travel karma to do so. We also realized that we’ve become a little relaxed with how we travel and have put some new safeguards in place. We keep learning from these hiccups, whether they are self inflicted or thrust upon us, and we can’t wait to continue our travel adventures.

Kings Landing

We finally made it to Dubrovnik, the main reason Croatia was added to the bucket list! We arrived by plane and were settled in our new place by the late afternoon. By the evening we had decided to make our way to Grad (Old City) which is walled off from the rest of the city and is the main location for Kings Landing in Game of Thrones. Once we entered the main gate and realized what we had walked into, we decided then and there that we needed to get up early the next morning to beat the crowds. It turned out to be a great decision.

Jesuit Stairs – “Shame. Shame.”

Once the hoards of tourists started to descend into Grad, we started making our way through the skinnier paths and climbed the stairs to some less travelled areas. Much to our surprise we walked into a recreation area with 2 basketball hoops.

One of my favourite things about Rome is the free flowing water fountains they have all around the city. Grad has the same perk! All the fountains are fit for filling your water bottles. It’s ridiculous how much joy these fountains bring me.

That afternoon we toured Fort Lovrijenac, which is located adjacent to the western walls of Grad. The fort is the foundation of the Red Keep in Game of Thrones. It offers some great views of the walled Old City. It’s only missing an iron throne.

Grad (left), Fort Lovrijenac (right)

That evening we hiked to a viewpoint to watch the sunset and have a picnic dinner.

The next morning we got up early again to walk around the top of Grad’s outer walls. It took a couple of hours to walk the entire circuit especially after stopping to take pictures.

We have fallen in love with Dubrovnik and all its beauty. It has definitely met our high expectations and has cracked our top 10 lists of must-see locations. Sadly, we must leave this city and continue north along the Dalmatian Coast. Winter is coming.

Working like dogs, eating like kings

It seems like quite a while since we left Bohinj and that’s likely because we have seen so many incredible things since we packed up Twiggy, our rental car, and started our journey back to Croatia.

We only had a couple hours drive ahead of us so we decided to visit one last Slovenian jewel for a lunch stop before we crossed the border.

Predjama Castle is built into the side of the mountain and was an impressive sight to behold. We did not go inside because we really just wanted to see the exterior. Fortunately the parking attendant let us park our car unusually close for 10 minutes so we could take some pictures. We were happy to cash in some travel karma and save ourselves the hike and the potential parking cost which seem to run rampant in Eastern Europe.

We didn’t stay longer than allowed because our next stop was Motovun, Croatia! This mountain top town could be seen from miles away. It looked like it was larger than life but surprisingly took no time at all to explore.

We stayed in the neighbouring town but it was only a 30 minute walk from our door to the top of the mountain. It was shocking how fast we made it to the top.

When we got back to our AirBnB our host’s dog, Pico, was there to great us. He was dealing with some health problems so he was wearing a cone of shame. He didn’t want to talk about it so we didn’t press him for information. Poor little guy.

Pico

Motovun has a few things it’s known for. It is the birthplace of Mario Andretti (and his twin brother), is a gastronomy Mecca, and is one of the few places in the world where truffles thrive in Istria’s micro-climate. With that in mind we raced to book ourselves a table to a 4 course meal that evening. The food was spectacular, though we ate way too much, and the view of the sunset over the Moran River Valley was breathtaking.

The next day we embarked on a truffle hunt! We made our way to Karlić Tartufi, in Paladini where we got to meet the dogs they use for the “hunt”. We learned that female dogs were the preferred dog to use for a hunt because male dogs cannot focus as easily. Neutering is not a common practice in the area so male dogs tend to have the ladies on their minds. We also learned that pigs are no longer used to truffle hunt. The animals are all trained to start digging for the truffles but pigs are harder to call off. If a truffle is scratched at all the value of it can decrease by 90%. There are two types of truffles, black and white. Black truffles will fetch you up to €700/kg while white truffles are valued at €10,000/kg.

We went about a minute down the road to where the truffle treasures were hiding. The dogs would lead, sniffing the ground as they went. Once they start digging in a spot, the hunter would call them off and carefully dig around the area to extract the truffle.

We went about 3 trees deep before the dogs found something. The hunter immediately dug up a black truffle, but it was not a good one. Too soft, but man was it exciting to find something! DawnO later told me she thought it was set up for the tour. She was probably right.

After the hunt, which only lasted about an hour, we made our way back to the truffle shop where we were treated to a meal of truffle infused dishes. We were invited to watch the owner cook the meals all while teaching us about their family owned and operated business. They ship their truffles all over the world and make quite a profit off the sales. Next to saffron it’s the highest priced food. Though because you need to use more of it while cooking, technically it is the most expensive food per dish.

I can safely say that I’m a truffle fan! We may have bought some truffle powder to put on our Canadian eggs once we are home.

In keeping with our dog theme, next we head to the Dalmatian Coast. First stop, Dubrovnik!

A Tale of Two Cities

I think it’s fair to say that between the two of us, I have a much shorter list of countries I must see. New Zealand and Jordan (Petra), were on that list. This time, Croatia is the destination of choice. I confess, I’m not a complicated guy. If you were to peruse my list of must-do countries, you’ll likely notice a theme. They all have been featured in some movie or tv show that made an impression on me. Game of Thrones is what cemented Croatia to my list as its beautiful scenery was featured throughout the series. When we booked this trip we also decided to check out the neighbouring country of Slovenia. In our first few days we have visited the Capital cities of each country and I’m pleased to tell you that both are worth the trip.

We touched down in Zagreb, the Croatian capital and only had a couple of days to tour around the city and see what it had to offer. It had a familiar Eastern European feel to it that reminded me of places like Krakow, Budapest and Bratislava. The city feels like it has evolved through the centuries with each era leaving its mark. There are cathedrals, statues of liberators, graffitied murals and what I can only describe as a Soviet aftertaste.

One of the city’s main attractions is to gather near the base of Lotrščak Tower at noon. Every day at precisely 12 o’clock a cannon is fired from the top floor of the medieval defence tower. You can feel the shockwave when it goes off, and if you aren’t covering your ears, they will definitely be ringing until 12:02.

Lotrščak Tower

After visiting the tower, we descended back down to the city centre and happened upon a tunnel that warranted a closer inspection. The entrance was at a dilapidated park that looked like it was transplanted from Chernobyl. We could hear some creepy music coming out of rickety speakers deep inside the tunnel. For some reason both of us were compelled to investigate, though each step we took felt like a mistake.

The Entrance

Once our eyes adjusted to the light we could see something ahead of us, which turned out to be public toilets and a water fountain that had seen better days. Did we turn around? Not a chance…

Eventually we turned a corner and were in the middle of a literal underground art gallery.

We made it out alive and finished off our walking tour before returning to our AirBnB.

The next morning we picked up our rental car (Twiggy), and drove 1.5 hours to Ljubljana, the capital of Slovenia. This city took us by surprise! We spent the entire two days we were there taking photographs of anything and everything. It was the kind of place where you could swing your camera around your head letting it snap away and you’d never get a bad picture.

Nighttime was equally stunning.

Day two had us hiking up to Ljubljana Castle for a bird’s eye view of the Capital. The Castle also has a few attractions like a 4D movie about the Castle’s history, a gallery of medieval weapons, and a puppet museum, which was slightly creepy but ultimately amusing.

That afternoon we walked to an old converted military barracks which is now an Autonomous Cultural Centre. I wasn’t sure what that meant before we went there and I would have never guessed what it actually was. From what we surmised, it was an outdoor venue for nighttime shenanigans. There were posters advertising live music events but we were likely to be in bed long before the fun began.

Both cities were impressive but I have to give Ljubljana the edge for my favourite of the two. We will be seeing more of Slovenia before we head back to Croatia. Stay tuned for Lake Bled and truffle hunting!

Middle Earth

Our last few remaining days on the Northern Island of New Zealand were spent in Hamilton, which has a few nearby attractions that are definite must sees. The first is the Waitomo Glowworm Caves which we made sure to visit on our drive up from Taupō. We had booked a tour as it was the only way to get to see the bioluminescent cave dwellers. We lucked out a bit because a big chunk of our tour group was delayed and had to reschedule which meant we had a much smaller group!

When we got near to the cave’s entrance, our guide knelt down by the creek and asked if we wanted to see the eels. As he did, a few eels started swimming right to him and he was handling them like they were domesticated. It was fascinating and creepy all at once. He then gave us the opportunity to feed them some Spam off of a popsicle stick. DawnO felt like she needed to give it a go and I was more than happy to take the pictures from a distance. She got to touch one and said it was slimier than she expected. That validated my decision to hang back.

Next up was the main event! We walked into the cave and once our eyes adjusted to the darkness we could see thousands of glow worms on the ceiling of the cave. Apparently they aren’t worms at all, but maggots. Our guide said that fact doesn’t help sell a lot of tickets so they stick to calling them glowworms instead. They are quite a long creature and just the tip of their tails glow. This light lures their prey into sticky threads that hang down from the cave. Once a bug flies into one of these threads, it’s dinner time!

We eventually made our way to a waterway where we took a raft deeper into the cave with the ceiling lit up with thousands of glowworms. Unfortunately we weren’t able to capture very good images as we would have required a tripod so I have found one from the web that shows what we experienced.

After our tour we continued to Hamilton and got settled in to our new accommodations. The next day we decided to tour Hamilton Gardens, another popular attraction. This was a large park and featured different gardens from around the world. We were both quite impressed with the accuracy of a lot of the countries. We actually felt like we were walking through India, Italy, and Japan. Most plants were authentic, but they did have a few fake ones so they could make it through the New Zealand winters. One of the more fun gardens was the ‘surreal garden’ which drew its inspiration from Alice in Wonderland.

Last on our attractions checklist was a big one for me. We booked ourselves a tour of Hobbiton from the Lord of the Rings and Hobbit movies.

You’ll have to excuse DawnO’s lack of enthusiasm in the above picture. You see we have a bit of history with the Lord of the Rings films. She has trauma from when I force fed her the Extended editions of these movies in the early days of our relationship. She has actually said the following words when asked if she wants to watch a LOTR film, “I would rather jump into Mt Doom and end myself.” So now, if ever I plan a date night that I’m afraid might be a bit lame I’ll give her a choice between that or a movie night featuring Lord of the Rings. It always makes the lame option look a bit more appealing. Anyway, back to Middle Earth…

Hobbiton was originally build in 1999 out of cheap movie set materials and was never meant to be a permanent fixture in the NZ countryside. Once the filming of the first trilogy was completed, the land was returned to its natural hobbitless state. When they rebuilt Hobbiton for the Hobbit trilogy, they realized that they had an opportunity to make some serious tourist dollars so they made the town exactly as before, but with quality materials. They have a full time staff gardening and manicuring the set which pumps hundreds of tourists through a day. Walking through it was really quite cool. I estimate we saw around 30-40 hobbit holes which were just exteriors. The hobbit holes were built to different scales to achieve the forced perspective trickery in the films. (For more information I suggest you watch the 300 million hours of behind the scenes docs that come with the extended editions of the original trilogy. Your significant other will love it).

Bag End

Next we got to go into a hobbit hole which was a relatively new attraction. The interior shots in the movies were not done on this set but they built movie realistic interiors to 2 of their holes. It really added to the tour to get to see the interior.

Lastly we all headed over the bridge past the mill to the Green Dragon Inn for an ale, which was very tasty!

All-in-all, DawnO was happy with the tour. She was even happier we didn’t pay for the extended edition.

Diggin’ a Hole

On my 47th birthday we left Australia and touched down in Auckland, New Zealand. This happens to be the 47th country I have visited! New Zealand is one of the few countries I have had on my bucket list since the beginning of our travels. I have heard it said that it is like a miniature version of Canada with its vast array of picturesque landscapes. If you have seen any of the Lord of the Rings movies you’ve seen what NZ has to offer.

Auckland didn’t disappoint. We were both quite taken with this laidback city. With most large international cities it’s usually a guarantee that at least one if not all five of your senses will be violated. I think this is one of the few cities to not do that. In fact, DawnO commented right away how lovely the air smelled. Happy birthday to me.

One of the things I like to do on my big day is get myself my free Starbucks drink (last talked about in our Seattle blog). I figured it wouldn’t work over here but DawnO convinced me to at least ask the question. As I feared, the answer was “No,” but was then followed up with “but I can just make you a free drink anyway. What would you like?” Points to Auckland.

We stayed at a lovely AirBnB that was in a kitschy neighbourhood and we were a block from a metro station so we explored near and far. Highlights include hiking up to one of the 53 dormant volcanoes in and around the city, walking around the main harbour, and dining at the Indian/Mexican fusion restaurant in our area for dinner.

Our last full day in Auckland was Waitangi Day, which is New Zealand’s annual national celebration. We made sure to attend one of the many festivals taking place in parks across the city. Though it wasn’t as flashy as the Australia Day celebration we attended in Sydney, it was still great to enjoy some live music outdoors.

We have rented a car and started our journey across the northern island of NZ, first stopping in Cooks Beach on the Coromandel Peninsula. This small village is close to some must-visit destinations including Cathedral Cove. This morning we got up early to view the sunrise and beat the crowds to the beach. It was definitely worth the 5:50am wake-up call.

After the throngs of people started showing up we headed to the next must-see destination ready to dig a hole in the beach! Hot Water Beach is the spot to go if you’re looking to soak in a natural hot tub. All you need to do is start digging in the sand where natural hot springs will seep their way through the sand to fill it. Be careful though, if you pick the wrong spot, you could burn yourself in the 64C water. We spent a lot of time walking through the maze of holes and people digging until we finally found the “Goldilocks” spot that we could lay in.

Tomorrow we pack up our rental car and continue exploring the north island. I can’t wait to see what else NZ has in store.

Tassie and Sydney

This week found us on the island of Tasmania, the south eastern island off of mainland Australia. The first order of business was to recall my Scottish lessons of driving on the left hand side of the road. This time there was no stick shift so it would have been a walk in the park. Well, I don’t know if it was just my KIA, or all Australian vehicles, but I immediately found out that the signal light lever and windshield wiper lever are on the opposite sides. As I pulled away from the curb the wipers were awkwardly squealing over the driest pane of glass in the southern hemisphere. This manoeuvre is rumoured to be known as a “Canadian Salute”. I’m glad I can contribute to the stereotype.

Regardless, we were off to Swansea, a small seaside town that had a lot of charm, beautiful beaches and was near Freycinet National Park which is home to Wineglass Bay, which DawnO was excited to hike.

Wineglass Bay was a scenic 4 hour trek that was definitely worth the steps.

We made our way back to Hobart to return our car, but not before I found an iced coffee truck to refuel my weary bones.

We spent a couple of days in the Tasmanian capital, Hobart, and both found we were reminded of Victoria, BC. It is a laidback, artsy city that had a really relaxing vibe to it. Our first night found us at a park where we enjoyed some live music and had our pick of over a dozen local food tents. We even ran into someone we met in Mexico during our day of the dead trip last October. What a small world.

We left Tassie on a jet plane bound for Sydney. Little did we know that it happened to be Australia Day. Imagine our surprise when I looked up “things to do tonight” and a national party was about to be unfolding 3 metro stops away from our hotel.

They were filming a national celebration at the Opera House going out live across the country with bands, aerial displays and fireworks. They even had choreographed water cannons going off in the bay. We were in the middle of it all watching on one of the several big screens they had showing the broadcast. It was quite a spectacle.

The next morning we decided to do a walking tour of the area which included walking across the Sydney Harbour Bridge. In the afternoon, we took a ferry to Manly Wharf which meant would pass by the Opera House and see it from a different angle.

Today was forecasted to be 39 degrees so we decided to head to Bondi beach to soak up the sun and jump in the South Pacific waters.

Tomorrow we head to Brisbane where we will get to reconnect with a friend who volunteered with us way back when we lived in Guyana!

Singapore Swing plus 1

Fun fact: Before we left Canada 4 days ago, DawnO had visited 10 more countries than I have. However, I have gained some ground and can proudly say that visiting Singapore cuts that number down to 9!

We have begun a 2 month travel extravaganza that will see the bulk of our time split between Australia and New Zealand. But first, we made a quick stopover in Singapore so DawnO could show me a country she thought I would really enjoy. “Asia-lite” she called it. Basically it boasts all the benefits of Asia but adopts a lot of western comforts that I definitely appreciate while traveling. For example, no squat toilets.

After we landed we made our way by subway to our neighbourhood. A sign on posted in the train car catches my eye.

The fact that the authorities share my disdain for Durian means we are off to a good start, Singapore.

If you read DawnO’s blog from when she was here on her own this might look a bit familiar. She took me to all the sites she enjoyed, and we even stayed in the same capsule hotel in Chinatown, only this time we got a capsule big enough for 2.

Our first day included a walk around our area to get our bearings and more importantly, conquer our jet lag. We found a great place to eat called the Maxwell Hawker Centre which checked off the 3 things we look for when deciding where to eat: Reasonable prices, steaming food, and packed with locals.

I also got my first glimpse of the Marina Bay Sands hotel and the Supertree Grove at the Gardens by the Bay.

The next 2 nights were spent at the Gardens where we toured the vast grounds and watched the trees come to life with lights.

All-in-all DawnO was right. I am definitely a fan of Singapore!

We are about to fly to Australia, but first we are waiting at the Singapore airport which has a supermall attached to it with an indoor waterfall, movie theatre and pool area. What a country!

Blog de los Muertos

DawnO and I decided to hop a flight to Mexico for the Dia de los Muertos celebration! But a key part of our trip was a layover in Houston to visit my cousin Byron and stop at our favorite Mexican restaurant, Manny’s for a couple of slushie margaritas.

With that pre-game ritual completed, it was time to fly to Oaxaca and get into the thick of the Dia de los Muertos celebrations which were already underway. This festival is technically from October 31- November 2, but we arrived on October 27 to parades, fiestas, and face-painted locos.

We got a recommendation to go to “smoke alley” in one of the markets and decided to test it out as our lunch option. We walked through a smoke filled hall with meat displayed in kiosks on either side of us each with piping hot grills ready to cook the meat. Once we made our choice we were shepherded to the lady who sold the fresh corn tortillas while our meat was on the grill. Then it was off to the tables where we picked our choice of fillings… guacamole, fresh limes and salsa, por favour!

The following day we had arranged to take a bike tour to El Tule, home of the widest tree in the world. This tree is a cypress that is over 2,000 years old. At its widest, it’s 16 meters in diameter. They expect it to continue to grow for another 1,000 years!

The next day DawnO had booked us a temazcal on the outskirts of Oaxaca, so we had to figure out the collectivo (basically a shared taxi) system. We were up to the challenge and made it to our temazcal with time to spare. What is it exactly? It’s basically a sauna that begins with a ceremony and uses natural plants and herbs that is meant to restore your health. After all the Manny’s margaritas, I was due for an upgrade to my immune system.

I didn’t last for the entire time as I reached my limit before the final round of steam. DawnO, of course, loved every second of it.

That evening we did some people watching and discovered that it was quite normal for kids to dress up, lay down in the middle of the street and play dead, while tourists would fill their Halloween-style pails with pesos.

Today we checked off something from our bucket list. We got our faces painted like skulls and walked around Oaxaca taking pictures with all the colourful backgrounds and murals this city has to offer. We made sure we picked our makeup artists carefully, as there are many lining the streets trying to vie for business. We were more than happy with how it turned out.

Tonight we are back out on the town as the party heats up! We’ve got our makeup on, and we’re ready to blend in with the rest of the dead!