Travel For Two

Chasing the Boobs…literally…

Posted on March 8th, 2010 by k.
Categories: Living Abroad - Life in London.

Yesterday, I ran in my first ever half marathon (yes, this is K writing…can you believe it?).

For years I’ve said that I wanted to get into better shape. I just wanted to reclaim muscle tone that’s been lost to desk jobs over the years. So, while I’ve frequented my various gyms’ steam rooms frequently over the years, I decided to turn the knob up a bit last Spring. I signed up with trainer Steve who has taught me to use the various machines that I hadn’t a clue of before. And, perhaps most importantly, to use them safely! And, by seeing him once per week, he also keeps me honest and monitors my muscles’ development–adjusting my weekly routine to help me maintain a well-rounded workout regime. It’s actually been fun! I guess it just goes to show, sometimes it’s just best to pay someone who knows what they’re doing to help you out with things.

Upon finally reclaiming some of my basic muscles after a few month’s work, the next natural step was to sign up for some sort of competitive event–a goal of some sort that would help to increase my cardio and keep me progressing. Trainer Steve softly suggested a 10k (mainly because I’m such a girly girl). To my trainer’s surprise, I signed up for the Bath Half Marathon. A half marathon is just over 13 miles and for a girl who hadn’t ran a mile since sophomore year of high school (15 years ago!), the training was admittedly tough, but surprisingly manageable.

Basically, my weekly workout programme has included running 30 minutes at least once per week since last May. I signed up for a 5k (3ish miles) with G in September. I ran 45-50 minutes in a go by November. And then the weather turned. Have I mentioned that I don’t deal well with wet or cold very admirably? All the wet winter snow of December didn’t bode well for my running habit. So, I took it to the gym. While the treadmill’s not ideal for training, it kept me healthy and warm while I whittled away the miles.

Luckily for me, my race day in Bath was graced with Blue Skies and sunshine! Having done the hard work in training, the race didn’t actually seem too tough. I’m not a fast runner, I definitely take my time, but I beat my personal goal and was still smiling through the end after 2 hours and 21 minutes of constant running movement. Thankfully all muscles seem to me ok today. Not bad! [Though perhaps my easy time of it today is also due to the 6 hours we spent in the yummy Bath Spa following the race, hmmm.... ]

So now, this brings me to the boobs. Loads of people wear fancy dress to the races. And it’s a lot of run to see the craziness that they dream up. But, alas, going slow (as I do), it’s not at all uncommon to be passed by Wilma Flintstone, PacMan…or a giant ice cream cone. But, apparently the guys have gotten in on the whole ‘running for breast cancer’ trend with a twist. T-shirts emblazoned with ‘Jogging for Jugs’ graced many a male torso yesterday, but were obviously topped by these gargantuan boobs. And yes, they beat me :0

So, if there were ever a moral to our blog posts, this one would be ‘GET FIT, it’s easy….and fun (even if you’re beaten by Boobs)!’

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Embracing Change

Posted on February 21st, 2010 by k.
Categories: Living Abroad - Life in London.

To be fair, as you may have guessed, our daily life is fairly boring these days. Hence, the slowdown in blog posts of late. But, since a bit of time has passed, a few developments have finally come about that are worth writing about.

I’ll group this post’s contents according to three themes:

• Travel
• Worklife
• Spanish
• Fitness

Travel

When we moved to London, we thought we wouldn’t be here for more than 12 to 24 months. The rest of that plan was to then return back to the States (with my MBA in hand…and lots of rich experiences under our belt) in order to start our own (or my own) company. As such, we adopted a somewhat hedonistic lifestyle for Life in London. We traveled at every possible opportunity — mainly because we thought we’d be heading home at soon and wanted to cram as much as possible into our short time abroad.

Sometimes though, we surprise ourselves. We’ve now been in London for 3.5 years. Upon reviewing life last fall (after being here 3 years), G and I realised that our recent approach to life wasn’t suitable for the longer term. We decided it was time to ‘rescope’. Amongst our priorities, we decided that travel for travel’s sake should be deprioritised. During 2009, our best travels were those which incorporated some element of ‘doing’ rather than just ’seeing’: Jordanese cooking class in Petra; kayaking birthday in Croatia; skiing with friends in Austria; snorkeling in Maldives. So, given this insight that an enriched life is a happy one, we decided that we should put a greater investment into our UK life and in having deeper, more enriching life experiences when traveling. Our first investment was a Japanese Cooking class in London with friends that I [K] had to miss because of a new business pitch. Which is a nice segue to….

Work Life

Simultaneously with the change in travel priorities, I had become quite miserable in my day to day work life. The people were wonderful, but working within a large global advertising firm for the last two and bit years has made me realise that climbing the layers of middle management in the business isn’t for me. There are lots of reasons for this change of heart (and I may well change my mind later…), but the main one is that I now feel that the job of advertising is to generate envy and guilt amongst consumer audiences in order to drive purchase behaviours. It’s a fun psychological puzzle that kept me entertained for years, but at the end of the day, I feel that envy and deception are the roots of most evil in the world and I don’t want my life’s work to be spent toward propelling it. [This combined with the fact that my recent promotion would make me sell squeezy cheese to children...]

At the ripe age of 80, I’d instead like to look back on my life and feel that I have spent my days doing something that ‘matters’. So, I handed in my resignation last Fall (3 months notice stinks!!!). And I worked my last day at the agency on 10 Feb. We had a very lively Spanish themed leaving party (I’ll come onto more about the theme later) and I have a job waiting for me there if I would like to go back. But, for now, I’m spending a month exploring possible routes for starting my own small business or initiative–or, alternatively, working for someone else’s which I believe in. Stay tuned for more on timing below.

Spanish

G and I often day dream about speaking a second language…fluently. So, upon reassessing life last fall, we decided to stop dreaming and make it happen. We promptly signed-up for conversational Spanish classes once a week in London and began as of late last September. All’s going well with our courses, but given my leaving date, we decided to take advantage of the timing in order to spend a bit of time IN Spain to study the language. We’ll leave for a one-month Spanish language course in Barcelona on 20 March and return 17 April. What’s really surprising is that we’ve always thought that moving someplace for a month for such a course would be crazy expensive. We were pleasantly surprised. By living in student housing and being cost-conscious with our choices, we’ve secured the 28 day experience for less than 3x the cost of our typical 3-day weekend trip abroad. Guess it just goes to show that we should spend less time ‘dreaming’ and more time ‘doing’

Fortunately, G will be able to work part-time for his current company while we’re abroad. All the household responsibilities will fall to me while we’re there, but we’ve very excited to live in a place that will help to expedite our language skills’ development.

Fitness

Two years ago, not even the promise of jewels could make me hit the gym more than 2 times a week. How far I have now come

With my first half marathon quickly approaching (Bath, March 7), I quickly realised that I had to start putting some mileage under my belt come 1 Jan. With a training plan in hand, I set out to hit the road and have gradually worked my way up to 11 miles (though I’m meant to run 13 miles today after I finish this post ). I now visit the gym AT LEAST 3 times a week. And it feels great! I will never be the fastest runner…but, at least I can do the distance.

The only remaining problem is that I HATE running in the rain. I just can’t do it. So, given our weather, I’ve taken to running on the treadmill. I realise that this is both bad for my knees and a potential problem come race day. T minus two weeks for the sun to shine and for me to get some mileage in outdoors.

Goodness help us if it rains on race day…the finishing reward of a spa day at Bath Spa with G may not be great enough to keep me going if there’s drenching rain…hmmm…

And one last update to cover.

G’s 33rd birthday!

In keeping with the British tradition, we decided to host G’s birthday drinks at the pub with friends this year. It was great fun and we had a great turnout. Turns out G’s pretty popular…oh, or maybe it was those Chewie’s cupcakes that brought out the numbers? We’ll also see the new Phantom sequel ‘Love Never Dies’ this Wednesday as G’s birthday gift. Stay tuned for our critical review.

So…how have your plans and life priorities changed over the last year?

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Aladdin Pantomime at the Hackney Empire

Posted on January 2nd, 2010 by g.
Categories: Living Abroad - Life in London.

This evening we wrapped up our Christmas festivities in London with another British tradition — the Aladdin Pantomime at the Hackney Empire. It was an interesting experience and best enjoyed with a pint of beer .

Pantomime (not mime) is a genre of musical-comedy performance that some describe as British national treasure. It doesn’t follow the the ‘real’ story line and is full of silly comedy. For those in North Carolina, it is somewhat like David Ira Wood’s A Christmas Carol, but to the extreme. Wikipedia describes Pantomime as having a number of conventions — including the following which held in this performance.

• The leading male juvenile character is played by a young woman in tight-fitting male garments that make her female charms evident.
• An older woman, often the hero’s mother, is played by a man in drag.
• Risqué double entendre, often wringing innuendo out of perfectly innocent phrases. This is, in theory, over the heads of the (many) children in the audience.
• Audience participation, including calls of “Look behind you!” The audience is always encouraged to boo the villain and “awwwww” the poor victims.
• A song combining a well-known tune with re-written lyrics. The audience is encouraged to sing the song; often one half of the audience is challenged to sing ‘their’ chorus louder than the other half.
• An animal, played by an actor in ‘animal skin’ or animal costume. It is often a pantomime horse or (or camel), played by two actors in a single costume, one as the head and front legs, the other as the body and back legs.
• The members of the cast throw out sweets to the children in the audience.
• Characters squirt members of the audience with water guns.
• A slapstick comedy routine is be performed within the show.
• The Chorus, who can be considered ‘Extras’ on-stage, who usually appear in all scenes and who perform a variety of songs and dances throughout the show. They are a very important role in Pantomimes.

The Hackney Empire is a beautiful old theatre — if in the middle of nowhere. It actually would have been a straight shot on the newly branded London Overground, but unfortunately it was closed for engineering works this weekend. The interior is beautifully decorated like many of the theatres in the West End. Interestingly, the bar is actually in the theatre — which was convenient at the interval for this performance . Sadly, the theatre is closing this month due to financial difficulties. Though there is a chance they will reopen.

So, while not the highlight of London’s theatreland, it was a great experience. And we can cross it off the list of 100 things to do before leaving London.

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Running in London, let the hard work begin…

Posted on January 2nd, 2010 by k.
Categories: Living Abroad - Life in London.

Hmmm…my impending training for the Bath Half Marathon (March 7th) brings to mind a famous psychology study. In the study, college students are asked to sign up to participate in a psych study (as they often are on college campuses, right…). And in addition to the usual monetary reward, they could choose a ‘bonus item’. On the form upon completing an exercise (which was meant to detract from the actual purpose of the study), they were asked if they would like an apple or a candy bar as their ‘bonus’. And they were then told to come back the next day to pick it up. Upon arriving to pick up their ‘bonus’ on day 2, they were given the option to change their choice. In most cases, folks would on day 1 say that they wanted the apple. And then, upon turning up on day 2 and being given the chance to change their choice, would switch over to the candy bar.

The moral of the story being that humans are idealistic in looking ahead and crafting their ideal selves, but when the rubber meets the road we’re generally lazy sods who go for instant gratification. (or something similar)

Such is the case with this half marathon! It was all well and good when I signed up last September. But now, with only 10 weeks to go, I am not looking forward to the torture of training. Having signed up for the ‘apple’ six months ago, at 2.5 months out (and in the dead of the winter) I’m suddenly craving candy. Luckily, G’s on the sidelines and won’t let that happen…. 

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The Christmas Season…London Style

Posted on December 20th, 2009 by k.
Categories: Living Abroad - Life in London.

Last Thursday morning, G and I weren’t entirely sure of what to do with our new-found time. Our families are out of town. Our friends are spending the holidays with their families. And we had decided to spend this year at home…avoiding the stress that can sometimes come along with holiday travels.

Given the drama with British Airways, Eurostar and the weather, we in some ways congratulated ourselves on our choice. But, given our friends’ frequent comments about ‘boring London’ at Christmastime, we were understandably uncertain of our choice.

Now, sitting at my desk on the 29th of December, I can honestly say that we’ve had a good time! So, if ever you find yourself in London over the Christmas holidays, it’s easy to have a great time. Here’s what we got up to:

Pre-Christmas Work Up:On the weekend before Christmas, we ventured to the ‘White Christmas Carol Concert’ at Royal Albert Hall. It was an absolute highlight. many who know us well are aware that G’s got the voice. I, however, sheepishly hide from singing in public. Thankfully, this carol concert was perfect—it wasn’t really a sing along. Instead, there were bits that you sang with the choir, but the on-stage talent did most of the work. Brilliant! And, somehow, G managed to snag a box to ourselves. So, we were able to enjoy our wine from interval in our seats and I didn’t have to hide my voice for fear of offending the neighbors. PERFECT!

Since we were in the area, we also ventured over to the Winter Wonderland in Hyde Park. I believe this is the second year for the event. And while last year was a bit disappointing (the best bit was the chocolate covered fruit stand!), the folks in charge brought in all the rides and stalls from Oktoberfest for this year. We had a great time walking about eating cheese pretzels and appreciating a bit of the Bavarian spirit right here in London. Though, I have to admit that my favourite bit of it was the conversion of the usual rides to be in keeping with the ‘winter wonderland’. For instance, the little horsey ride for 2 year olds was converted to a ‘reindeer ride’ with the addition of antlers on the horses’ heads. I suppose a 2 year old wouldn’t know the difference? But it was funny to us as adults.

Christmas Eve: Our first stop was Borough market to buy the goods for our Christmas dinner. We set out in search of filet mignon, fresh artisan mushrooms, sweet potatoes, haricot verts (young, thin green beans), fresh ginger, yummy fresh cheeses, fresh bread. Borough is lovely year round and we love all the artisan foods we find there. We loved walking about because the small scale vendors are so passionate about their wares. In the end, we found our cheeses and treated ourselves to some nice Spanish chorizo, but moved on to Waitrose for the bulk of the goods we needed.

At home, we snacked and lounged and finally got ready for the evening’s church service. When we moved to London three years ago, a small church off Trafalgar Square was closed for renovations…called St Martin’s in the Fields. As we’ve been to St Pauls and Westminster Abbey for services before (and they’re infamous for the crowds they draw for Christmas Eve), we decided to head back to St Martin’s to appreciate the church in all its glory…free from scaffolds and draped with beautiful, fresh greenery and bows for the holidays. it’s an interesting church…it’s historic, of course. But it’s a bit of a mish mash of styles. There’s a Gaudi-esque semi-lighted window as a backdrop for the alter, but much of the church looks like those in Williamsburg with the huge brass light fixtures (the electric candle style ones that many American homes have reproductions of in the dining room) and a dark wood enclosure for the upper level. The church was lovely and the service was informal and perfect. Free of most of the formal pomp and circumstance that many of the famous churches have around the holidays. And, it was nice to go to a church service in English for a change. Two years ago, the service in Goa was in Hindi. And three years ago, we spent Christmas in a Salzburg church where German was spoken.

Then, off to the flat in advance of the freeze on transport.

On Christmas Day, there’s no active transport in London. Some black cabs are running, but they charge heavy rates for their holiday journeys. So, as such, we decided to stay home in Belsize for the day. And we had a great time! We made blueberry muffins for breakfast, opened gifts, went for a walk around Regent’s Park, played games, spoke with our families and made a wonderful (though non-traditional) Christmas Dinner. It was a restful day and well enjoyed! We didn’t miss the transport, or the shops. No worries–London can be a lot of fun. It’s like G’s dad says–so long as you’re in good company, you’ll have fun wherever you find yourself. Thankfully, G’s good company

In the days that followed Christmas, we’ve being equally subdued. Though, we have had a lot of fun. First, we went to see Priscilla Queen of the Desert (a show here in London based on the movie of the same name). It’s a great show. Really entertaining. It’s a bit outlandish, be prepared. A highlight of the show was a bit where the on-stage talent are twirling in cupcake costumes with birthday candles on their heads and see-through umbrellas extended from their hands. Anyone remember our cupcake parade in London a year or more ago? It made me chuckle to think of our embarassment when we learned that the newspaper column that directed our path lead us to a gay bar in Soho to ask if they had cupcakes for sale. oops!

We’ve also been to the Natural History Museum. We love their annual Wildlife Photography Exhibit which shows amateur photos of wildlife around the world. There are some really impressive shots and it’s always really inspiring for us as we love photography. And animals! Our favourite shot in this year’s exhibit showed a beautiful, healthy grey wolf jumping a garden fence in limited light–that would be an incredible challenge to capture. And this year, we paired the exhibit with ice skating around the outdoor rink there. Major credit to G who managed to keep me upright the ENTIRE hour that we were on the ice. Impressive! Especially given the number of small knee-height and waist-height children who innately cling to the nearest adult legs to stabilize themselves when wobbly. Danger for me, as an adult who’s equally wobbly! And it was the absolute best ice skating excursion I’ve had to date–there are white lights twinkling in the trees by the rink, the lighted facade of the museum in the backdrop and the white wonderland of ice all about you as you skate. The great thing about the rink on the day was that it wasn’t nearly as busy as at other times, but was busy enough for people to rough up the ice so that it’s not quite so slippery.

And yesterday, we stayed at home for most of the day but had discount movie vouchers for our local Belsize theatre and decided to trade them in to see Avatar. Anyone who hasn’t seen it MUST! It was such an incredible movie. It’s an incredible undertaking and well worth the time and money to see it. Wow!

Now, we’re in the midst of chores and organising. This will be our first extended holiday time at home. It’s been really nice for a change. G and I have never had more than 4 days at home with one another to just get things done–we always travel when we’re off from work. Now I more completely understand why coworkers and friends have ’stay-cations’ at home

Now…what shall we do tomorrow then?

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Maldives: Swimming With The Fishes

Posted on December 16th, 2009 by k.
Categories: Asia, Travel.

“It is a hell of a lot better than going to London Bridge on a Monday morning.” Indeed, this Monday morning was not typical. For one, I can’t recall any time I’ve been awakened by K screaming at six in the morning.

“Dolphins!”

Half dressed in our pajamas, we clung to the edge of the sun deck on our over-water bungalow watching a half dozen pointed fins bob and dance through the water. They followed the edge of the reef, where the water turns from paradise aqua to a majestic blue. It is the same path we snorkeled daily. Ah, if only we were swimming there right now…

But wait. Why can’t we? Quickly trying to think of the cons, all we got were pros. Beautiful morning light. No sunburn. No other snorklers to dodge. Breakfast wasn’t for a couple hours. No waiting for food to digest after breakfast.

Perhaps K found one, “But isn’t it feeding time? What if we run into a shark and it eats us?”

“That’s silly,” I replied. “And that’s better than being eaten by an eel.” K doesn’t like eels–they’re creepy.

With nothing standing in our way, we jumped in our suits, pulled on our masks and fins and descended the stairs from our bungalow down into the cool morning water. As quick as we were, the dolphins were quicker and had passed out of sight. We wouldn’t be swimming with Flipper and his friends this morning. Perhaps tomorrow we should sleep in our swimsuits?

That first snorkel was charmed. We could have been visiting an aquarium with the laundry list of wildlfie we saw during our stay–sea turtle, a ray, varied trigger and banner fish, pipe fish, varied parrot fish, anemones, clown fish, lion fish, barracuda, puffer fish, box fish, tuna, eels (ick!), surgeon fish, manta rays, unicorn fish, almost every fish imaginable for the region. And it was seen just outside our bungalow.  Though, luckily, no shark, yet. Though, in the end, we saw three.

Stepping back in time, the highlight of our magical first day was arriving by sea plane. At this point, we have traveled enough that truly unique and novel experiences are getting harder to find. We often draw parallels to previous trips or a combination of other experiences. The sea plane, however, was definitely new.

Out of an endless expanse of sea, we recognized our island through the small porthole of a window. The barefoot piloting duo pointed the nose down at the water. There was no runway or buoys. Only water. I could see it through the front window rapidly getting closer. “Don’t planes usually point the nose up when landing?” I thought to myself. If I hadn’t known better I’d be reaching for the life jacket under my seat.

Our sunsets were so vivid that they rippled like ribbons of brighly coloured sorbet through the sky. And just when we thought we had reached the nirvana of heaven on earth, two shooting stars appeared over our bungalow’s sundeck at night. They literally landed in the sea so close that we could hear the sound of their last moments being snuffed…bringing our most wonderful holiday to a close. Magical.

To see more photos from the Maldives, click here.

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Veteran’s Day in Covent Garden

Posted on November 11th, 2009 by g.
Categories: Living Abroad - Life in London.

At 11:00 this morning the crowds in Covent Garden stood still. Everyone, including the buskers (street performers) in the middle of their show, took pause to honor our heros. At the head of the square in front of the church, a lone bugler lead the salute.

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