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Welcome to the massive page of travel resources; which is always changing and growing. The internets get bigger and bigger each day and I don’t know about you, but I get annoyed when I have to spend hours looking for information and end up with nothing.
Welcome to this week’s edition of Sunday Snapshot. Personally, I think this is one of the best ways to start the week, a little travel inspiration can go a long way!
After a LONG drive from Budapest, Hungary, I was elated when we rolled into Vama Veche, Romania at 1:00am. It was the beginning of the Mongol Rally, and we had heard of a big party happening in this beach town along the Black Sea coast. The party was intense, the booze flowing, and ralliers were blitzed out of their minds in no time. We had been driving for well over 12 hours, and after a couple hours of partying I opted to pitch our tent on the beach, with only the moon for light.
Sleep was hard to come by, the music didn’t stop until 5am, but opening the tent door to a view of the Black Sea was pretty amazing.
Germany invaded Poland on September 1, 1939, the Russians invaded 16 days later, thus beginning the European theatre of World War II. By October 6th the Germans and Russians occupied all of Poland. The war lasted for five years and eight months in Europe, and during that time Poland was home to some of the most notorious prison camps known to man; Auschwitz, Gross-Rosen, Stutthof. Overall there were roughly 250 camps in occupied Poland, both concentration and extermination. Over 3 million people were killed in those camps.
I rest my forehead against the cool plastic window of the airplane, the outline of the Florida coast below. The man sitting in the aisle seat reeks with alcohol and body odour, but thankfully the middle seat is empty and I am able to relax. I’m not going on a normal adventure, one that promises plenty of exploration and cultural exposure. This time I am headed to an all-inclusive resort in Jamaica.
Welcome to the first edition of Sunday Snapshots! It’s been a long time since I featured a series on Savoir Faire Abroad, and with my return to Southeast Asia looming I figure now is a good time to introduce some new features, including Sunday Snapshot.
Over the last five years of travel I have taken an obscene amount of photographs. While some are posted here on the blog, on the facebook page, or shared on instagram, many sit on my hard drive. Until today.
Every Sunday I’ll be sharing a photo from travels past or present, along with the story behind them. My hope is to not only keep myself inspired, but hopefully to inspire you as well.
In my not-so-humble opinion Vancouver is the best city in Western Canada. Yes, I’m declaring that right now. I’ve lived in Calgary, and it’s okay, but it doesn’t even come close to the awesomeness of Vancouver. The landscapes, the people, the food, the lifestyle, Vancouver has the whole package. Plus, it’s super close to one of my favourite continents, Asia.
But this post is not about Vancouver’s Asian influences or closeness to Asia, this is about one of my favourite luxury hotels in the city, Four Seasons Hotel Vancouver (a Forbes Five-Star hotel).
When I’m not travelling in Southeast Asia, I miss it, terribly. I miss the people, culture, history, landscapes, food. I miss the heat and the challenges that come with being in countries filled with tiny people. I miss fresh delicious pineapples and peanuts mixed with chili, kaffir lime leaves, and a little raw sugar. And sticky mango rice. And boat rides. And shawarma. And temples. Markets in random locations. Friends.
I basically miss everything, and every time I read an article about Asia or see photographs I long to return.