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Once again an article online got me thinking. While I don’t necessarily disagree with The Wall Street Journal‘s premise, the headline, Why Kids Today Have it Worse Than Their Parents (Ben Casselman), sure sounds whiney.

But the meat of the article has some good infonuggets:

“Today’s 20-somethings are, broadly speaking, the children of the last of the Baby Boomers, those born in the late 1950s and early 1960s. That generation, like this one, came of age in the midst of a brutal recession: The unemployment rate for 18-24 year-olds topped 17% at the end of 1982. (In 2010, it briefly crossed 18%.)”

As a twenty-something back then, yeah, I remember that time well. Things were tight, but we got through it OK.

Now, having recently sent three newly-minted adults out into the world, I have firsthand experience of how both recessions have effected young adults. Lucky me.

It’s no secret that we believe… CONTINUE READING >>

Duck!

Once again an article online got me thinking. While I don’t necessarily disagree with The Wall Street Journal‘s premise, the headline, Why Kids Today Have it Worse Than Their Parents (Ben Casselman), sure sounds whiney.

But the meat of the article has some good infonuggets:

“Today’s 20-somethings are, broadly speaking, the children of the last of the Baby Boomers, those born in the late 1950s and early 1960s. That generation, like this one, came of age in the midst of a brutal recession: The unemployment rate for 18-24 year-olds topped 17% at the end of 1982. (In 2010, it briefly crossed 18%.)

As a twenty-something back then, yeah, I remember that time well. Things were tight, but we got through it OK.

Now, having recently sent three newly-minted adults out into the world, I have firsthand experience of how both recessions have effected young adults. Lucky me.

It’s no secret that we believe having adult children live at home is bad for both the kids and their parents. It prevents a child from making the full transition into adult life and robs the parents of the chance to become a carefree couple again.

From time to time we take a little flack for this position, so allow me to qualify. What worked for us may not be right for someone else. Every family is different and should do what they see as best for them.

But many parents are not happy about their adult children still living with them. They have boomerang “kids” that have settled in indefinitely, and show no sign of going anywhere soon. Time and time again they are reassured by their Boomerang.

Dad, I’ll move out as soon as I find a job, but there aren’t any available.

Then an article in the The Wall Street Journal comes along and reenforces Boomerang’s whining that he can’t find gainful employment. He’s probably printing it out to accidentally leave on the dinner table as we speak.

Perhaps the problem is that any he can’t find a job that he wants. And, with all of his expenses covered by Mom and Dad, he has no incentive to take on work that might be beneath him.

Here are a few things that we have learned while our offspring have begun living in the real world:

-Don’t wait until after graduation to look for a job.

It can be tough to find any job. Our youngest, who just graduated from college in one of the most economically strapped states, scrounged for several months to find anything that paid. That was during his sophomore year, in 2009, in the depths of the recession.

He eventually found a job delivering pizza. He still has that job, along with three others. Two of those are in his chosen field, but they are entry level and part time. He’ll have to work his way up. Imagine that, not starting at the top.

-You won’t be able to afford a place as nice as the home your parents have worked for decades to afford. You’re not supposed to.

So if Boomerang takes whatever he can find and starts earning some money he could move out, right?

Oh no, Dad, I’ll never be able to afford a place to live.

We own rental property, so we have seen a thing or two about how people afford an apartment. We don’t rent fancy townhouses, nor are we slumlords, just average, affordable, decent apartments. They are a lot nicer than our first abode was, and young people are finding ways to pay the rent.

Right now our tenants include a student with two fast food jobs, a young couple who both work and go to school, a recent graduate who worked her way through college (also by working two fast food jobs), interned in her field, and got the job she wanted at graduation, and two twenty-somethings who figured out that they could share a two bedroom if they split the rent.

None of our tenants did this by sitting on Mommy’s couch all day bitching about the economy.

So after the Boomerang lands that not quite perfect job, he might have to get a room mate, become responsible, and actually take care of himself. Oh the horror!

It may not be easy, life often isn’t, but it most certainly is possible. He’ll learn what its like to be a real live adult, something he can be proud of.

The bottom line is, the kids who don’t want to live at home, aren’t living at home. They find a way to make it, struggle, work really hard, and start building their lives. So if you want that boomerang out out of your house, you’ll probably have to give him a push.

(these ideas may help: Top Ten Ways to Scare Your Boomerang “Kid” Out of the House)

Need more incentive? Right after I finished this post I came upon this article: Thirty Is Not The New Twenty: Why Your 20s Matter (Dr. Meg Jay).

Here are a few choice quotes:

“Our 20s are the defining decade of adulthood. 80% of life’s most defining moments take place by about age 35. 2/3 of lifetime wage growth happens during the first ten years of a career.”

“Too many 20somethings have been led to believe that their 20s are for thinking about what they want to do and their 30s are for getting going on real life. But there is a big difference between having a life in your 30s and starting a life in your 30s.”

“Yes, half of 20somethings are un- or underemployed. But half aren’t, so my first piece of advice is to figure out how to get yourself into that group.”

Dr. Jay hits the nail on the head. She dispels the myth that delaying getting started with life has some sort of benefit to young adults.

All it does is put them behind in a race where they’ll need every advantage to keep up. As parents, why would we want to help in holding them back?

I wouldn’t.

David, GypsyNester.com

YOUR TURN: You’ve heard my thoughts – what are yours?

Dreaming in a Tango Hotel in Buenos Aires

Late at night, when I’m in a particularly active R.E.M. cycle you can almost guarantee that you will find me dancing the tango in my soul, behind my eyelids. I must have a connection to the sultry dance from a past life. In these dreams I am as fluid as hot coffee and as alluring as the sweetest chocolate. Tango speaks to me.

I’d also never attempted it in real life. David, who calls himself a “circus bear attempting to balance on a ball” when it comes to dancing, was surely not going to indulge me in my fantasy of learning to tango during our stay in Buenos Aires. At least not as my partner.

But my circus bear can be full of surprises. He not only… CONTINUE READING >>


Putting on our tango faces in Buenos Aires

Late at night, when I’m in a particularly active R.E.M. cycle you can almost guarantee that you will find me dancing the tango in my soul, behind my eyelids.

I must have a connection to the sultry dance from a past life. In these dreams I am as fluid as hot coffee and as alluring as the sweetest chocolate. Tango speaks to me.

I’d also never attempted it in real life. David, who calls himself a “circus bear attempting to balance on a ball” when it comes to dancing, was surely not going to indulge me in my fantasy of learning to tango during our stay in Buenos Aires. At least not as my partner.

But my circus bear can be full of surprises. He not only was willing to give the steamy steps a try, he found a place that would teach us, feed us, put on a show for us, and even let us stay the night.

A tango hotel.
A place to dream at Complejo Tango

The Complejo Tango (Tango Complex) almost seemed to good to be true.

The kindly lady at check-in allowed us to take possession of our room early and, weary from our overnight flight from Lima, we went right to bed for a big, fat nap.

In our groggy state, we didn’t notice much until we awoke.

The halls of the hotel is the backstage, this scene took place right outside of our door!
The halls of Complejo Tango are the backstage, this scene took place right outside of our hotel room door!

We found ourselves completely submerged in tango.

Our room had classic posters from the heyday of the dance in Buenos Aires, back in the 30s and 40s, and a bookshelf stocked with all sorts of manuals and histories.

Just as their website had promised, the place “breathes tango in every corner.”

My favorite corner, a sunny nook with a red velvet chair, had me imagining a wistful little girl.

Her mother, a dancer in the tango show, would leave the girl in the secluded nook at night to keep out of the way.

By day, she would daydream in front of the big window, ignore the bustle of Buenos Aires, and dream of her turn to dance the tango.
Veronica gets her first tango lesson

Feeling a kinship with my imaginary little girl, I decided to step into her dancing shoes and fully live the hotel.

My first stop, lessons in the studio downstairs.

Circus Bear was wearing his sheepish grin, feeling he was headed toward great embarrassment.

I told him he could have extra time to play on his unicycle if he promised not to grumble and growl. He bounded for the stairs.
Putting on our tango faces in Buenos Aires

Our instructor, Sebastian, was amazing.

He moved flawlessly from Spanish to English as he taught our small group how to perform basic steps and achieve the perfect “tango face.”

The latter was difficult, as Sebastian was not only an incredible dancer, but quite the comedian.

Circus Bear loved it, laughter relaxes him. In turn, it was good for me, as in order to properly dance the tango, Circus Bear needed to have his paws all over me.

After lessons, it was time to get gussied up for the show. A few doors down from our room, the orchestra was warming up.

Feeling extra coordinated, I practiced my new steps to their music whilst doing my hair and make up. It really hurts when you poke your left eye with a mascara wand, by the way.
The spectacular tango show at Complejo Tango, Buenos Aires

Once my eye stopped twitching, we headed down to the showroom.

We were served wine and a delicious dinner at our stageside table while the music continued to play throughout.

It was fun to look up at the orchestra and count windows to figure out where our room was.

Sated, we were ready for the evening’s entertainment.
The spectacular tango show at Complejo Tango, Buenos Aires

The show played out in five acts, starting with tango’s innocent beginnings and finishing up with the more mature dance that it has become today.

Sitting so close to the stage allowed us to watch as the dancers acted the pieces. And since we just recently learned to put on our tango faces, we were hoping to pick up a tip or two.
The spectacular tango show at Complejo Tango, Buenos Aires

The program was fantastic, full of color and movement, both sweet and sexy – all of the elements of tango showcased.

That night, my dreams of tango were more tangible. More vibrant, more alive.

The spectacular tango show at Complejo Tango, Buenos Aires

The spectacular tango show at Complejo Tango, Buenos Aires

Complejo Tango, Buenos Aires

Morning brought more surprises, breakfast was served on a balcony in the showroom.

I tiptoed down our black-and-white tiled hallway and found myself alone in the empty space.

Choosing a cup of thick, strong coffee, a media luna (a sugared crescent-type roll) and some dolce de leche, I sat high above the stage next to an ornate railing looking down on the dining tables already set for the next show.

My not-a-morning-person eyes still saw magic everywhere.

That evening, after running around Buenos Aires and stuffing ourselves full of meat, Circus Bear and I decided to retire to our room.

I sat in the red velvet chair trying to listen to the show going on outside my door as my imaginary little girl might. I soon learned that the girl was a bit more mischievous than I had initially imagined.

I had promised myself to fully live the hotel, so I followed her lead and snuck out of my room.
Backstage at Complejo Tango, Buenos Aires

Being extra careful lest I be discovered, I sat on staircases, leaned over balconies and peeked around doors, watching the dancers as they gracefully moved through the darkened hallways.

What I discovered was the soul of the place, the heart that fed the hot blood into the dance.
I understood my imaginary girl’s longing to become a part of it all.

Together, we watched our dreams come to life just outside the door of our room.

Backstage at Complejo Tango, Buenos Aires

Backstage at Complejo Tango, Buenos Aires

Backstage at Complejo Tango, Buenos Aires

Backstage at Complejo Tango, Buenos Aires

After that night Circus Bear and I did something we never do – vagabond GypsyNesters that we are – we stayed at our tango hotel for a full week.

Veronica, GypsyNester.com

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Getting Key-ed Up in Florida

One of the greatest drives in America has to be the trip down U.S. Highway 1 through the Florida Keys.

We made a stop at the incredible Coral Castle, ate enormous amounts of seafood at the Marathon Seafood Fest and, when we ran out of road, landed in Key West… CONTINUE READING >>

US Highway 1 in Florida

One of the greatest drives in America has to be the trip down U.S. Highway 1 to Key West.

Years ago we made a special trip down here just to make that drive, but toting kids and being pressed for time made it a bit of a whirlwind.

This time we had the luxury of spending our trip on island time.

Coral Castle, Florida

Before we crossed the first of the forty-two bridges we would encounter, we made a stop at the incredible Coral Castle.

The story of this remarkable place is both mysterious and romantic. According to legend, Edward Leedskalnin was jilted by his bride-to-be the day before his wedding.

Heartbroken, he came to America from his native Latvia in 1923 and spent the next twenty-eight years building this monument to his lost love.

Edward Leedskalnin's Coral Castle

The mystery comes into play with the fact that he made his masterpiece single handed, somehow moving and placing giant stones weighing up to thirty tons.

There was all kinds of speculation that he had harnessed some sort of power, most likely magnetic.

But when he was asked about his feat his reply was that he had “discovered the secrets of the pyramids” and that he “understood the laws of weight and leverage well.”

However he did it, we found it quite impressive. Beginning at the nine ton, perfectly balanced front gate, we wandered among the coral creations, towers and rooms, all held in place only by gravity. Leedskalnin managed this by precise cutting, without the use of any mortar.

He also made furniture, including a heart-shaped table and one in the shape of Florida, twenty-five rocking chairs, beds and a even a throne to preside over his castle, all carved in solid stone.

The Coral Castle in Florida

The more we examined his handiwork, the more amazed we became. Even more amazing, after thirteen years of secret construction at his home in Florida City, he decided to move the entire structure ten miles north to its present location in Homestead.

It took him three years to move it, and then he continued to add on to it until his death in 1951.

Click here for more pics of Coral Castle!Click here to enlarge and see many more pics of the fabulous Coral Castle!

As enthralled with the castle as we were, we came to see islands, so we proceeded south until we crossed onto Key Largo and The Overseas Highway.

This stretch of road was originally built as the Florida East Coast Railroad’s Miami to Key West line, known as The Overseas Railroad, but a hurricane in 1935 trashed it so badly that it was sold to the state and refurbished as a highway.

Much of that roadbed has been replaced, but much of the original is being saved as The Florida Keys Overseas Heritage Trail.

Island time matey!

We noticed a change in style, attitude and personality from the rest of Florida almost immediately upon hopping onto the island.

A more relaxed, less hectic, take life as it comes kind of feel… call it “island-time.”

About halfway down the archipelago we hit Marathon, and as luck would have it The Marathon Seafood Festival was coming right up. We found a reasonably priced campground to park BAMF (a difficult task in the Keys) and proceeded to hang out for a while. (If you’re looking for a place to hang out in Marathon, check this out: https://www.airbnb.com/rooms/1045233084128967222

Food booths at the Marathon Seafood Festival

The seafood at the Marathon Seafood Fest

The festival is the second largest in The Keys, and as the name states features amazing, fresh local seafood including lobster tails, stone crab, shrimp, and various fish.

All of this deliciousness is slung out of booths on paper plates for dirt cheap.

We joined thousands of folks in chowing down, checking out the arts and crafts, jammin’ to some tunes, and watching kids crash into each other in giant bubbles.

Child hamster balls

Wait, what? Yup, big, giant clear plastic bubbles floating in a pool of water with kids stuffed inside. How they got in there remains a mystery to us.

By running, jumping, or slamming into the walls they tried desperately to attack each other. Bumper bubbles. Looked like fun, but perhaps more fun to watch than to be trapped inside. We’d feel like strange, large aquatic hamsters.

Southbound out of Marathon we immediately crossed Seven Mile Bridge. It was one of the world’s longest back when first built in 1912.

The current version of the bridge is actually only 6.79 miles long, shortened by bypassing Pigeon Key. Some of the original span can still be used by pedestrians and bicycles to reach that little island.

Key West

When we ran out of road, we knew we must be in Key West, southernmost point of the fifty states, biggest city in The Keys, county seat of Monroe County, and unofficial capital of the Conch Republic.

Back in 1982 Key West declared itself the independent Conch Republic to protest a United States Border Patrol blockade. A seventeen mile traffic jam backed up when the Border Patrol stopped every car leaving the Keys for the mainland, supposedly searching for illegal immigrants.

The hit to tourism was so huge that the people staged a nonviolent, one day revolt.

The flag of the Conch Republic

Ever since, they have celebrated their own Independence Day every April 23rd.

But the blue Conch Republic flags can be seen all over Key West any day of the year, with its clever slogan, “We Seceded Where Others Failed.”

In the hope of establishing international relations we decided to drop by The Conch Republic Office of the Secretary General, but no one was around. The diplomats must have been observing island-time. Conchs, as Keys citizens are known, are generally pretty laid back .

Conch Chowder at Willy T's in Key West

The town is easy to walk, so we continued along on foot.

First stop, Willy T’s for a quick conch chowder. Conch is sort of the national food of The Keys, ever since colonial times when the shellfish was the only food that the king didn’t tax.

The chowder is tasty and Willy T’s is a hoot, with hundreds, if not thousands, of dollar bills scrawled on by previous patrons stapled to every available surface. An establishment really needs to be quirky to stand out in Key West.

Dollar bills decorate Willy T's in Key West

A typical Key West Bungalow

After lunch we strolled through the neighborhoods of classic island bungalows with tropical gardens packed into their tiny yards.

No sprawling lawns here, land is at too much of a premium. When we found a quintessential example of a house that just happened to be for sale, we decided to call and see what a one goes for.

WOW! $795,000.00 for a little place, but the realtor said he had some cheaper ones around half a million. Looks like being an eccentric, laid-back Conch can be expensive.

Earnest Hemingway's house in Key West Florida

We moseyed on, passing the official ending point of US highway 1, the “Little White House” where President Harry S. Truman spent eleven vacations during his terms, and the former home of Key West’s most famous resident Ernest Hemingway.

Sloppy Joe's - Ernest Hemingway's favorite bar in Key West

From his house we figured we should hit Sloppy Joe’s, Hemingway’s favorite watering hole. At least that’s what they tell the tourists.

Our feet were telling us to take a break so we sat down and hoisted a cold one to Papa.

Mallory Square

There’s only one place to end the day on Key West, Mallory Square. It’s the site of the famous Sunset Celebration every evening, which is definitely the highlight of any day on the island.

Trained house cats, circus acts, jugglers, clowns, psychics, musicians, artists, street performers and pretty much every kind of dog and pony show gather to entertain, ply their wares, and hopefully make a little money every single day as the sun sinks slowly into the sea.

Click to see more pics of Key West!Click here to enlarge and see many more pics of Key West!

It’s all spontaneous and free, just toss a little dough into the hat as it gets passed. Later, many of the acts can be found spending some of their tip takings in the gin mills on Duval Street.

Not that we would ever frequent those establishments.

Who? Us?

David & Veronica, GypsyNester.com

Play Travel Photo Roulette #48 – Theme is “What the?!”

We’re excited to say we’re hosting round #48 of Travel Photo Roulette!

For each round a new theme is chosen, and independent travel bloggers are asked to submit their photos. Then a winner is chosen to host (and judge) the following round on their website!

Do you have a photo to enter? It’s EASY and you get a shot at hosting this very popular contest on your site!

Don’t have a photo to enter? Check in often to see some amazing photographs – by the world’s best independent travel bloggers – and  please, PLEASE, PLEASE help us pick a winner by leaving a comment about your favorite shot!

SUBMIT YOUR PHOTO OR COMMENT HERE!


Our winning photo!

We’re excited to say we’re hosting round #48 of Travel Photo Roulette! Thank you so much to Bridges and Balloons for choosing our photo of this duo enjoying the “Excellent Splendour of the Universe” in The Galapagos Islands.

Travel Photo Roulette was started by Jeremy at Living the Dream almost two years ago as a way for travel bloggers to showcase their best photography.

For each round a new theme is chosen, and independent travel bloggers are asked to submit their photos. Then a winner is chosen to host (and judge) the following round on their website.



This Week’s Theme is:
WHAT THE ?!
Click here to see the winners


Here’s some inspiration:

Human Bone Church, Czech Repubic
This macabre church in the Czech Republic is decorated with human bones. WHAT THE ?!
Dancing on horseback during Courir de Mardi Gras in Rural Louisiana
In rural Louisiana, at 5 AM, men get dressed up, liquored up & dance on horses for Mardi Gras. Then they chase chickens.
The World's Largest Ball of Paint
In Indiana, this man turned a baseball into The World’s Largest Ball of Paint
How Guinea Pig is served in Peru
Here’s how guinea pig is served in Peru. WHAT THE ?!

Everyone who travels has those WHAT THE ?! moments. It can be in nature, or the most unnatural of occurrences. Sometimes it’s as simple as a funny sign, a wacky name of a town, a weird food or an unfortunate piece of art. All nomads find themselves in cultural situations that can cause us to do a double-take, make us uncomfortable or feel completely out of our element. Moments like that are our favorites. Show us yours!

How Travel Photo Roulette works

The rules are simple. The hosting blogger is the chosen winner of the previous round. The new host chooses a theme for the next round and bloggers can submit a single entry based on how they interpret the theme. The time frame for submissions is one week. At the end of the week, the host blogger chooses the winner for that round and said winner repeats the process on their own blog. Readers can always try and sway the host via comments during the contest, but the host is free to give as little or as much weight to people’s opinions as they wish.

The rules for Travel Photo Roulette

1) One submission per blog (so sites that have 2+ authors only get one entry).
2) No photoshopping allowed unless specifically called for! Cropping and correction for red-eye or camera flaws are ok, however. Minor edits are totally fine for this round if you think it improves your image.
3) Abstract submissions welcomed as long as it fits within the interpretation of the chosen phrase. Remember, the hosting blogger chooses the winner, so if they cannot understand the submission, you might not win!
4) Keep phrases general so that all bloggers can participate. Specific items like “Eiffel Tower” should be avoided but rather made open-ended like “monuments.” For variety, it is okay to say focused things such as “monuments at night” in which most of us have pictures of.
6) Abstract thoughts are appreciated, but keep it within the realm that all readers will understand. No “Kafka-esque”, but “Overlooking Creation” is able to be interpreted by all.
7) No obscene pictures or phrases allowed. Suggestive phrases and photography can be accepted, but please keep it within reason.
8) After a sufficient period of time, phrases can be reused, however new photos must be submitted. Keep the ideas and photos fresh!
9) Pictures from your entire portfolio are fair to submit. You do not have to take the photo within the week of the contest period to submit it.
10) Most importantly, ALL PHOTOS MUST BE YOUR OWN.
11) And last but not the least, talk about Photo Roulette! When tweeting about it, don’t forget to use the #PhotoRoulette hashtag.

 

How to submit

Entering is easy. Just leave a comment below with a link to the image you’d like to submit and a caption or description of the image to help flesh it out. Once you’ve added your comment, we’ll add the image to the submissions. Don’t forget to check back during the week to see the other submissions and join the conversation by leaving comments for others. We’d love to hear what you think.

The contest runs for a week, starting September 8th and ending September 16 (Sunday to Sunday). The winner will be announced within a few days of the end of the contest and the selected blogger will then host round #49.

Please do your best to keep your images to a medium size and be aware that anything larger than 700px wide will be reduced in size to fit our site layout.

The Entries!

#27 From Shane at The Working Traveller: I’d long forgotten the real name of this temple in Malaysia, instead, somewhat disrespectfully, remembering it as the Nazi Buddha Turtle Temple. This photo partly suggests why:
Nazi Buddha Turtle Temple

#26 From Gerard at GQ trippin: Blurry shot taken from Thailand’s Songkran celebration. Q shooting at the SWAT team? What the?!
Swat Spray by Gerard of GQ Trippin

#25 From Melissa at Melissa To and Fro: While perusing a local market in Chiang Mai, Thailand, I stumbled upon this bizarre egg variation. Yuck!!
Horse Pee Eggs fro Melissa of Melissa To and Fro

#24 From Adrian B. at Travel to Sun: The Merry Cemetery from Săpânţa (Maramureş County, Romania) is a unique place where colored funeral crosses carry cheerful lyrics and paintings inspired by memorable moments in the life of the deceased:
The Merry Cemetery by Adrian B. of Travel to Sun

#23 From Zara at Backpack ME: For all the traveling racists out there, beware that IN Thailand, the pick-pockets are NON THAI! That’s right.. the locals are aaaalways goodie, goodie!
Racist Thai Sign by Zara of Backpack ME

#22 From Clare at Earth Travel Unlimited: South Africa is a fabulous country and home to much quirkiness. Frequently, you’ll find entrepreneurs advertising their services (typically builders, painters, pest removal etc) via home-made signs fixed to lamp-posts, road signs etc. We’ve seen many hilarious signs, but this one certainly had us going “What the…???”.
Husband For Night by Clare of Earth Travel Unlimited

#21 From Suzanne at Boomeresque: These were the “helpful” instructions we were given to enter the “onsen” (communal bath) at our hotel in Takamatsu, Japan.
Helpful Instruction by Suzanne at Boomeresque

#20 From Noah at Somewhere or Bust: I said “WHAT THE?!” when this kid passed by me on a beach in Sihanoukville, Cambodia. I chased after him for this photo.
I Could be your Daughter by Noah of Somewhere or Bust

#19 From Kat at Travel With Kat: At a Jola Festval in The Gambia, men were striking themselves with knives, broken bottles and razor blades but not actually cutting themselves at all!
Jola Knives by Kat at Travel With Kat

#18 From Hannah at Love. Play. Work: ‘WHAT THE…’ was certainly the words coming out of my mouth, but also everyone in the boat watching me too! Big thanks to our Oregon home exchange neighbours for taking us out on the lake.
Han Flying by Hannah at Love. Play. Work

#17 From Cam at Traveling Canucks: This street performer in Bernkastel-Kues, Germany had me saying “What the…?!”
Floating Street Performer by Cam of Traveling Canucks

#16 From Jade at Our Oyster: While hitchhiking the North Island of New Zealand we got dropped off in a small town where the main roads fork. We were careful not to get too close to any of the resident rabies goats though!
Rabies Goat by Jade of Our Oyster

#15 From Raymond at Man On The Lam: This is from the Gopher Hole Museum in Torrington, Alberta, CANADA. Basically, it’s a museum filled with stuffed dead gophers. This one was my fave…
Old Tyme Music Gophers by Ramond of Man On The Lam

#14 From Micki & Charles at The Barefoot Nomad: Our “What the ?” moment is from a highway on New Zealand’s South Island. The highway’s road/rail wooden bridge was barely wide enough for our tiny car. I can’t imagine how an entire train would fit. You can just see the yellow sign at the end indicating a sharp curve after the bridge, making it impossible to see oncoming cars or trains The worst part? We thought we could hear a train in the distance.
Crazy Train Highway in New Zealand by Micki & Charles at The Barefood Nomad

#12 From Torre at Fearful Adventurer: On Koh Chang Thailand, at dusk every night, it is possible to spot homo sapiens in action. These mammals sprawl shoreside and pose for the camera in a peculiar mating ritual that scientists call “My Latest Facebook Photo.” If you get really lucky, you’ll get to spot an elusive threesome in which the male performs a thonged mating dance in front of two submissive females. (What the?!)
Thailand Thong Guy by Torre at Fearful Adventurer

#11 From Tash at jouljet: Whilst I was in Dominica, I was constantly surprised at the types of homemade rums they would make, but this selection takes the cake! Snake, grasshopper, centipede, snake fat??? What the??!!!???
Crazy Homemade Rums by Tash of jouljet

#10 From Ted at Traveling Ted: On the famous Nha Trang booze cruise tour in Vietnam, our hosts decided we needed more entertainment: as if snorkeling, volleyball, and a floating bar was not enough. They broke into song and this particular number was a cover of the Beatles Ob-la-di, Ob-la-da. The Beatles never toured for the White Album, but if they did I am sure John, Paul, George, and Ringo would have been adorned in a similar fashion.
Nha Trang Cruise Tour by Ted of Traveling Ted

#9 From Natasha at World Wandering Kiwi: I enjoyed enthusiastic local hospitality many times when travelling in Central Asia but I’m sure this was the only day in my life when I had vodka with lunch, tea and supper. On this memorable evening in Tajikistan I struggled to keep up with the endless (unintelligible to me) toasts and when called upon to reciprocate, could only come up with inanities such as “Nova Zelandiya!” and “Nyet Taliban!” Perhaps ‘What the..!’ would have been more appropriate!
Toasting in Tajikistan by Natasha of World Wandering Kiwi

#8 From Irina at Trips That Work: People in Toronto love dogs. Some of them love their dogs a little too much… what the???
Pink Poodle by Irina Trips That Work

#7 From Lilliane at wanderlass: When i first arrived in S.A., i found the cholitas quite interesting. Eventually got used to them BUT nothing, NOTHING could prepare anyone for the Cholita Wrestling in Cuzco! waadaa?? hahaha
Cholita Wrestling in Cuzco by Lilliane at wanderlass

#6 From Melissa at The MellyBoo Project: Taken during my stint volunteering at a lion conservation project in Zimbabwe.  We were laying out the partially frozen offals (innards) out in the sun to defrost so that the lions in the breeding program could have their meal.  I happened to find some x-rated cow/bull parts and felt this was necessary behaviour to be documented on camera!
Cow Offal for Lions by Melissa at The MellyBoo Project

#5 From David at The Roaming Boomers: After a stunningly beautiful hike in Arizona’s Superstition Mountains, we noticed that one of our photographs contained a very mysterious watcher.
Perhaps it’s an ancient artifact guarding the Lost Dutchman’s mine!
Look closely on the hoodoo just left of center.  See the face?
WHAT THE….!

Mysterious Watcher in Superstition Mountains by David of The Roaming Boomers


#4 From Dani at GlobetrotterGirls: Earlier this year we witnessed the incredible Thaipusam festival in Penang, Malaysia, in which the devotees carry out sacrificial acts, mainly mortification of flesh in various degrees… Seeing some of the devotees, all we could think was WHAT THE ?!
Penang Man with Spear through his Mouth by Dani of the GlobetrotterGirls

#3 From Jeremy at Living the Dream:
We stopped at a small island in Halong Bay to play on the beach.  Other travelers were there, and I couldn’t help but notice that this guy was in the most opposite extreme of beach clothes I’ve ever seen. Love it!
Extreme Beach Clothes by Jeremy at Living The Dream

#2 From Greg Goodman at Adventures of a GoodMan: I love India. It’s a magical country where every minute I’m out of my guesthouse, there’s something new and different to see.
Usually it makes sense, but I can’t come up with a single reason for this man to be watering a dirt patch on the side of the road in the Punjab countryside.
Is he trying to grow mud?
Simulating the rainy season?
Making a dirty slip and slide?
What the?!
Man Watering a Dirt Patch by Greg Goodman of Adventures of a Goodman

#1 From Denise at The Art of Slow Travel: This is easy!!! My biggest what the??? moment while travelling was when I came across the ‘Grand Prix Priest’ in London
Grand Prix Priest by Diane of The Art of Slow Travel

YOUR TURN: If you’re not submitting a photo, please, PLEASE, PLEASE help us pick a winner by leaving comments about your favorite shots! – David & Veronica

Seal-ing the Deal in the Galápagos (but these are sea LIONS)!

Of all of the fabulous animals in The Galápagos Islands, the one that made it hardest to obey the always-stay-six-feet-away-from-the-animals-rule were the sea lions.

Sea lions, or lobos del mar (wolves… CONTINUE READING >>

WATCH: Veronica is treated to several minutes of frolicking with a Galapagos sea lion – UNDERWATER!

Snorkeling with a sea lion is the galapagos!

Of all of the fabulous animals in The Galapagos Islands, the one that made it hardest to obey the always-stay-six-feet-away-from-the-animals rule were the sea lions.

Sea lions, or lobos del mar (wolves of the sea) as they are called in Ecuador, have great personalities, are cute, cuddly looking and have no fear of humans (even underwater!).

A sea lion plays in a lagoon

Sometimes they seemed to be begging for a hug or a pat. But we also should point out that they have big sharp lion – or wolf-like – teeth. One look at those incisors and the six feet rule seems like a pretty good idea.

A sea lion pup takes a nap on the beach in the Galapagos Islands
A pup takes a nap on the beach.

Snorkeling with a sea lion is the galapagos!

So to avoid making contact we found ourselves stepping and swimming away from the more friendly of these adorable creatures.

As hard as it was to keep from reaching out and petting one, we tried to keep in mind that a finger might just stay in the Galapagos if we did.

Sea Lion in the Galapagos Islands

So many sea lions in the Galapagos!

David with his new sea lion friend
David with his new sea lion friend.

Sea lions have ear flaps, seals do not

Prior to our Galapagos adventure we were unclear on exactly what characteristics distinguish seals from sea lions.

Though there are differences with their flippers, the easiest way to tell the them apart is by checking out their ears. Sea lions have external ear flaps, seals simply have holes on the side of their heads.

In addition to the hundreds of sea lions we came across, we were treated to a brief encounter with a Galapagos fur seal – actually a misnamed type of a sea lion – while riding along the cliffs of Genovesa Island in a Zodiac.

See our full adventure The Galapagos!

Galapagos Fur Seal

This guy looked more like a walrus than a seal lion and, with all of that fur, it was not easy to make the ear-flap-or-no-ear-flap call. So we’ll have to forgive whoever misnamed them.

Galapagos Fur Seal

Lava lizard on a sea lion's back in The Galapagos!

One warm afternoon we noticed a unique relationship between lava lizards and sea lions. When sea lions nap on the beach, they attract flies.

Lava lizards love to dine on the insects, and the sea lions apparently find the lizards to be less annoying than the buzzing bugs.

Very soon we have discovered why – David was bitten by a fly on this very beach – and it HURTS (no lasting problems, but really gets one’s attention at the moment).

A sea lion hitched a ride on Yolita in the Galapagos
This sea lion decides to take a quick break on the swim platform on the back of our boat for the week, the Yolita II.

Several times we were enamored with sightings of sea lions sunning themselves on boats, including one that climbed aboard the back of ours, but our guide, Franklin, filled us in on why the fishermen of the region did not find this behavior nearly as cute as we did.Sea lion lounging on a boat in the Galapagos Islands

Many times, a whole herd will commandeer a vessel, and it is not rare for a boat to sink under their weight.

A sea lion suns himself on a boat in The Galapagos Islands

WATCH: Seal lions are so funny on land!

Snorkeling with a sea lion is the galapagos!

As lazy and cumbersome as sea lions seemed out of the water, once we donned our snorkels and fins we were able to see these guys in their element.

In the water they swim with ease, grace and agility.

The pups are like any children, they love to romp and play. Surprisingly even with us!

Several pups came face-to-face with us as if they were looking at their reflections in our masks. These brief frolics will go down as some of the greatest undersea moments in our lives.

WATCH: Mommy and baby sea lion find each other!

David & Veronica, GypsyNester.com

Click here for our entire live-blog of our adventure in The
Galapagos

Delve deeper:
See the incredible work done at Giant Tortoise Breeding Center
Check out the landscape of The Galapagos
Cavort with Sea Lions!
The Birds of The Galapagos – wild!
The Underwater World of The Galapagos
People live in the Galapagos?
Our tips for visiting The Galapagos Islands – including what to pack

YOUR TURN: Are The Galapagos Islands on YOUR bucket list? Have we inspired you to go? 

Sea Lion Mother Finds Her Lost Baby!


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A mother sea lion is reunited with her lost baby and… CONTINUE READING >>

The cutest, sweetest sea lion video ever! A lost baby and mother find each other and kiss hello!

For more great Galapagos sea lion footage (and find out how to tell the difference between a sea lion and a seal)!

David & Veronica, GypsyNester.com

Click here for our entire live-blog of our adventure in The
Galapagos

Delve deeper:
See the incredible work done at Giant Tortoise Breeding Center
Check out the landscape of The Galapagos
Cavort with Sea Lions!
The Birds of The Galapagos – wild!
The Underwater World of The Galapagos
People live in the Galapagos?
Our tips for visiting The Galapagos Islands – including what to pack

YOUR TURN: Are The Galapagos Islands on YOUR bucket list? Have we inspired you to go? 

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Quito, Ecuador in a Day!


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Quito has the distinction of being the world capital that sits closer to the equator than any other. Her Colonial Center is perhaps the largest and best preserved historic center in the Americas, and was the first New World city to be declared a World Heritage Site by UNESCO.

Enter a church completely coated in gold, see the changing of the guard at the Presidential Palace, explore Quito’s unique food and take in a giant winged Virgin Mary!

For more about our adventures in Quito: https://www.gypsynester.com/quito.htm

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