Blogging off

Hi Everyone!

It’s been quite a while since we’ve updated.  As much as I love writing long updates and sharing with everyone, it did take a lot of time.  I found I was just repeating the same information on Facebook.  I’ve decided I’m going to stick with micro blogging a la Facebook.  If you are up for finding out where we are and what we’re doing, please find us on Facebook, or message me on here and I’ll let you know how to find us.

Who knows, we might come back to the blog again, but for now, it’s just a whole lot to keep up with.

We are currently in Wisconsin, making our way east, then north (through to Calgary/Banff, etc.), then west to Vancouver and down through to California again.  We plan on spending the winter in Hawaii, heading back east and then back to do the European circuit for the summer.  That’s the tentative plan.  As you all know, we tend to change rather frequently.  We wear fickle with pride :)

Love and peace to everyone!

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Trip/Life planning and decision making

I have been thinking a lot about this lately. Namely, I feel sorry for people who listen to our plans as they unfold and during our brainstorming processes. I wonder what insane hell they must think goes on in our brains. The look of stunned confusion on most peoples faces is priceless.

I thought it might be interesting (or at least incredibly amusing) to write out what our planning process is like. Beware – there is NO rhyme or reason here. It’s just a bunch of random tangents.

This process has been around for me forever. And we use it in all aspects of our life. It has significantly sped up with meeting Mike, and the popularization of the ‘internet’ – and most specifically, the iphone/smartphone. The day we bought our first iphones, Mike said they would completely revolutionize our life. I laughed at my techie and thought ‘how cute’…..I’m not sure how games and e-books will revolutionize our life, but ok :) We use our devices a million times a day and research everything and anything that comes to all 5 of our minds. We will follow 99% of our tangents until we exhaust our possibilities. We have noticed, that our process has sped up even more so since we’ve been on the road, and most especially in the last 6 months or so.

And before I start my manic point form list, I have to say how VERY thankful I am for Mike and the children for being able to keep up with these thought patterns and processes. Also, the very few friends of ours that completely understand how we work through stuff, and don’t get an aneurism from listening to us change plans by the minute. We are literally “all over the map”. Of course now, it’s physically, as well as psychologically :) I will share with you a thought/brainstorming process about our simple plans to go to Chile this winter. This has been the plan for a year now, without change.

-One day on a drive back to our place from visiting our land, I thought it might be a good idea to have an RV here. That way, we don’t have to rush into building the house. So I verbalize that.

-We wondered, and I researched while Mike drove. (note, this drive is only about 10 to 15 minutes long)

-Seems RV’s are cheaper here in Europe

-But, I don’t have my full citizenship yet, so can we even buy?

-They are cheaper in Germany, and more abundant there

-But can we buy without citizenship without taking it to North America?

-It would be good to have Canadian plates (reasons I will not list here)

-Suggestion made and agreed – Canadian plates it is.

-What if we saved for an RV whilst in Chile and purchased on in Spring when we got back to Toronto and then shipped it here?

-How much would shipping cost? (I send an email to the man who shipped our van for us for a quote)

-Wait – buying an RV in the spring is crazy – prices are higher and fall is when everyone is getting rid of them.

-Ok, so we buy in the fall and store it whilst in Chile

-Where do we store? It would be silly to purchase the RV, pay for it to be stored, and then pay for accommodations in Chile for 6 months.

-Wait – why don’t we drive it to Chile?

-Arrive home

-The two of us research the drive to Chile and people who have done it (this takes about 2 hours on and off between two of us)

-Found some incredible sites, guides and information about traveling through each of the countries in North, Central, and South America (including shipping through the Darien Gap)

-I start feeling a little panicked. Warning sign. This is a little more than I had bargained for – in terms of safety with 3 small children, and only 2 or so months to buy an RV and plan a trip down there.

-I voice this.

-We toss it around for about 5 minutes and I’m still a little panicked.

-I toss out that I would almost rather just drive back to San Diego for the winter.

-As we had previously agreed that we would not be heading back to the States, or Canada to do another road trip for a while, I was surprised to see Mike pause.

-That opened a door.

-Mike says YES! Lets do it, but this time, drive across Canada, and then down the coast and see everything we missed last time.

-YES! Agreed.

-Then he says we can still fly to Chile for a month to scope it out for next time. Flights must be cheaper from LA than from Toronto

-We check. Nope. Same price.

-I mumble Hawaii.

-Check tickets – WHOA! Way cheaper than Toronto.

-Agreed.

-Plan finalized and detailing processes begin. Total time = approximately 4 hours.

A week later.

-Visit my friend Lily from Australia

-She is on the phone with her mom (who is in Australia)

-Her mom says “when are you coming”

-I have been back burner planning Australia for 2 decades now.

-I arrive home with Lily and pass on the comment to Mike.

-WHILE talking to Lily, Mike is researching Australia.

-I notice this and see the wheels are turning.

-Lily leaves.

-Planning for Australia begins.

-I wonder how much tickets are from Hawaii/LA to Australia (haha – I wasn’t remotely serious)

-WHOA! Half price?!

-What if we ship the RV from LA?

-How much would that cost?

-Or we can ship the RV to Europe until September and then ship to Australia?

-That’s scrapped – we don’t want to do two shipping rounds in one year

-What about purchasing, then selling in Australia?

-Research on that – prices are high and no guarantee of a sale at the end of the trip of course.

-Decide that the trip has to be a year in order to make either shipping, or purchasing worth while.

-Camping is super cheap/next to nothing, so that’s a no brainer for there.

-Ok shipping.

-We ship from LA and fly from Honolulu

-Then do not return to Europe until 2014

-This puts house building plans on hold for a year.

-Settled.

-Plan finalized and detail processes begin – total time = approximately 2 – 4 hours.

Until…..TODAY!

-Mike thinks of a glitch

-Our van will be in storage in a friends garage until April. Will he possibly be ok with us storing it longer?

-I send an email.

-No.

-Ok, we are on the hunt for another garage (no storage spaces in Serbia at all)

-Go through many scenarios quickly and yay or nay them all

-I say – not so bad to come back next year here with the RV as per original plan. We can wrap up what we want to build on the land (maybe just a garage for now) and have storage for the van when we’re gone. Then, save up for Australia for another year.

-I email our friend back to make sure that we can still have it until April.

-Yes.

-And we’re back to our original plan involving the RV.

-Kewl – plan finalized and detail processes begin. Total time = approximately 1.5 hours.

Also – we miss the heck out of mobile living. Hotels, hostels, home rentals, etc. are an absolute pain. Specifically when you have 5 or more. Almost everyone requires that you get a second room (which we have refused to do thus far), and it makes finding a place to stay, a lot more difficult.

I don’t know what shall become of this plan, but whatever it is, I am (as always) excited as heck to just get moving, and to dump all the STUFF that we have accumulated yet again. Sigh…..stuff really weighs me down mentally….

That’s it for now! If you’ve read this far, thanks for keeping up with the insanity that is our daily life :)

Love and peace to all

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So long since an update …

I’ll try to post more here! Just a quick update – we bought a farm in Serbia! It’s a great piece of land about 15 minutes outside Kragujevac. It has deep hand dug well that has the freshest, coolest water you can image, along with an awesome view of the hills and the city!

Our plan right now is to build something on it next year, either a garage for our RV (more on that in another post!) or begin building our summer house.

It’s taken pretty much the whole summer for the paperwork to be completed but it seems it’s finally finished!

We are heading back to Ontario on the 13th of September to see family, friends and business partners then beginning a new phase around the end of October! Stay tuned! :-)

That’s it for now!

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EU Roadtrip and beyond

So, we decided to head off to Europe with our van.  We headed straight to Budapest and found a place to stay for one night and then a more reasonable Best Western, no less, for an amazing price and gigantic rooms!  Both Buda and Pest were amazing and we had a wonderful time with the old buildings and getting around town.  There were these amazing handmade, fresh cinnamon treats that we had much too much of, but were insanely amazing :)

We’ve realized that we like three main things (especially here in Europe) 1. closed off pedestrian walkways – I cannot get enough! 2. cafes – which funny enough, cover pedestrian walkways completely! 3. and of course insanely historical sites.  Not the typical touristy things (although we do take those on as well), but the more quirky things. One more thing we like – not being a tourist.  I love shopping at the grocery stores, being able to cook, and just not gawking around.  Although, it is at times inescapable unless we spend more time in a place.

Budapest was definitely a keeper and a must-return-to-to-see-more-of type of town.

Vienna.  Next stop.  What to say?  Loved it!  Mike seemed to favour Budapest, but I have to say that I liked Vienna a teeny bit more.  We found an amazing hotel with excellent prices and lots of room.  The grocery stores took getting used to.  I completely forgot (from last summers Germany experience) that everything closes at 19:00.  Period.  The only thing open are gas stations and restaurant/bars/strip joints, etc.  We were out of luck for food/water a few nights before we realized we had to get to the grocery store earlier.

We did a lot of walking here, and saw some wonderful things.  We visited a church and went underground to the catacombs.  The tour was quiet and everyone whispered.  The boys were promised bones/human remains, but all we saw was caskets, urns, and boring pictures on walls.  When the tour guide mentioned we were going to see bones, Devlin whispered in an exasperated voice: finally!  There were probably a good 50 adults on the tour and the laughter was plentiful!  We only saw a few piles of bones, and all were behind bars of some sort and difficult to see.

I met up with a distant cousin for a few hours.  I’d never met him before, so it was nice to connect.  We finally came across a unicycle for Torrin, so we picked one up, as well as a skateboard for Devlin.  We looked around for heely wheels, but alas….none to be found.

More wonderful old buildings, pedestrian walks, and a ton of historical sites and cafes and a park or two for the kids to play in.

We decided to drive from Vienna through to Paris non-stop.  So, we pulled a bit of an all-nighter and arrived in Paris at 6:00am.  Every city we’d been in in our sans-trailer travels has been great with last minute accommodations, sim card purchases, and free internet at all the usual places.  We didn’t expect Paris to be much different.  The first day was a complete bomb.  From 6:00am until early evening, we’d spent looking for internet and a hotel/hostel/rental apartment.  They definitely don’t like their English there, and our Quebec French wasn’t doing much to make that any better.  In fact, one man told me they love Quebequa ….it’s not real French, but they love them anyway.  Haha!  had to laugh at that one.

We checked with many hotels, and they are all very strict about their 4 people per room policy (which has always been bendable everywhere else).  They wanted us to get two rooms because we have a fifth person.  With no luck finding internet, we did find a place to stay.  An unusual chain of hotel/hostels all over the city that are locked up with a machine in front.  You order a room through the machine, receive a key, etc. and are then allowed into the building.  The only room available was a room with one bed.  We took it – and snuck everyone in.  Thanks of a fabulous friend from Serbia, we were hooked up with an apartment booking gentleman, who found an incredible apartment for us on a lovely cobblestoned street with everything on it….including a Subway Sandwich place and a couple of crepe places!

Then of course, we walked Paris non-stop.  We found heely wheels, and saw all the typical tourist things.  I had a hard time switching from German to French though and throughout our days there, I kept stopping myself from answering or asking in German.  I was surprised that the German came more naturally to me, as I had spent a significantly less amount of time learning German than French.  Odd.

We had decided early in the trip to skip the UK altogether.  Mostly because we really want to spend a large amount of time there.  A couple of days just would not have been enough, and we did not want to feel rushed.  So, that will be a trip in and of itself…next summer perhaps?

So….from Paris, we drove through to Munich.  We stopped overnight at a lovely little town that was incredibly adorable and *much* more our style than Paris.  Loved it!  In the morning, we strolled around and ended up leaving later than expected.  We were to meet a friend/client in Zurich, but managed to not make it there until 18:00 (instead of the anticipated noon!).  Due to a very huge lack of free internet, it was difficult to get a hold of him and wait around outside a starbucks.  Plus it was getting late, and we needed to get to Munich.

Since we’d also decided to skip Milan, and other parts of Italy (we were getting sick of the driving and hotel hunting…..having your own trailer is *amazingly* low stress and much better than searching for apartments/hotels), we decided to head to Munich for a day and then take the kids to Legoland.

We arrived in Munich at 23:00.  It took 3 hours to realise that no one in town had available space due to some event.  Since there are no hotels or anything on the side of the highway, the nearest hotel/town alternative would have been at least another hour drive.  At this point, we were starting to fall asleep.  So, we overnighted in the van.  More like just closed our eyes for 3 hours, but still odd.

In the morning, from there, we did not see any of Munich (as was planned originally), but drove straight to Legoland for a surprise trip for the boys and for Devlin’s birthday. It was as much a surprise and a blast as the one in California!  They (we) LOVED it! :)  And now, Caelin was much bigger and could enjoy almost all of the rides!

Legoland closed at 18:00 and Mike and I decided another all nighter was in store.  So, we drove all the way from the Munich area straight through to Kragujevac.  13 hours later we passed the Croation and Serbian borders and got into KG.  Devlin spent his birthday bowling, and eating ice cream at Srce and a sandwich at his favourite restaurant.

Since then, we’ve been continuing our workouts, working our butts off with our clients, and focusing on the kids.  The weather has been amazing – days and days of sun and 30C weather.  We’ve spent the sunny days in the park with Torrin learning the unicycle and Devlin learning the skateboard.  And rainy days in the new Plaza bowling and laser tagging.  Oh!  And Torrin built another boat this year!  A different design then last year!  It worked quite well in the water.

Mike decided to make a trip to Toronto for a few days to help out on some family matters.  It’s our first time apart in well over 10 years. It’s odd having him gone and it will be good to see him again on Thursday! :)  Can’t wait.

We are planning a trip to Kosovo to visit a farm that our wonderful friends are building.  I can’t wait to see it!  Very exciting!

We are still on the hunt for land….after giving up for a while.  It has been hard to secure something due to a lot of cultural nuances. There are many difficulties here, and we are now painfully aware of some very negative cultural differences.  I am disappointed for a number of reasons.  I guess I had set some expectations for my friends, family, and the culture in general. However, I have learned and understood a heck of a lot more about my parents with us being here for so long!

So…..the land is still something we seek, but are approaching it a little different this year.  We’ll see how that all goes down.  For now, we are hanging tight in KG, working and loving our monkeys.

I’ll check in again soon and perhaps upload some pix.

Ves

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Romania, Software Testing, Smuggling, Montenegro and waiting for our KIA

Seems the blogging coincides with our getting up and traveling. After an early return from Crete, we returned to Kragujevac to the worst winter in recent memory for them. An entire month of -25 degree weather in a 38 square meter apartment with 3 boys and raging cabin fever all around. We did manage to use that time to get back into some major work mode, and the kids made huge leaps in their studies.

Somehow, I had volunteered to be a speaker at the first ever Romanian Testing Community Conference. I knew no one there. I just saw a tweet requesting speakers on Twitter and responded. I’ve never been to a testing conference (personal preference and vision of what they might be and not really aligned with some of the things that go on at these things). Actually – now that I think of it…..I WAS at one testing conference for the KWSQA in Waterloo once. That was their first one as well. I didn’t speak, and it was pretty good. How had I forgotten about it until now?? Wow I’m losing my memory lol. I guess I didn’t think of that as a testing conference since it was local, etc. All my testing friends travel far and wide to go to some class A world wide events. So, maybe I should change that and say I’ve never been to non-local testing conference?

Regardless – I was speaking at this one and this was definitely a first. Everyone who knows me, knows I’m good at yapping – even in big groups. BUT, I’m not yet comfortable with being center stage. I make sure I am sitting at all of my talks and my schtick is to engage the audience and help answer questions/solve problems on the fly – guided by a loose meeting agenda. At first it was supposed to be 50 – 100 people. Not too bad and not far off from what I’m used to. Then it bumped to 150…..then….gulp 200. Uh….yeah…..

So without going into testing details….since this IS a travel blog :) I will say, that we headed to Romania on March 5. At first we thought it wouldn’t be too bad. A bus from Kragujevac (KG) to Beograd (BG), then a train to Timisoara in Romania and then a train from Timisoara to Cluj-Napoca. WRONG! It was: bus from KG to BG, then bus from BG to Vrsac in Serbia. Then from Vrsac, a train to Timisoara…then to Cluj. All this for a few hundred kilometers and a half a days worth of driving. Missing the van big time!

So, we arrived in BG and decided perhaps it might be best to rent a vehicle for the rest of the trip. We could work during the time we saved on traveling and that would even it out. The rental was pretty darn reasonable at 147 euro for unlimited km’s, a car seat, and crossing the border. We made our way to the car rental place with our backpacks and one carry on. Which isn’t so bad unless you’re walking in the cold and wind with three tired monkeys :) We get there and the car is ready. Everything is awesome….except they want to block 500 euro on a credit card for damages. We were prepared for a block, but not one that big.

So, we cabbed it back to the bus station and squeaked on to a bus heading for Vrsac, where the train from Romania left at 15:55. We made it into Vrsac at 15:55, but apparently, the train leaves at 18:00! The 15:55 time is the direct bus from BG to the train station for the 18:00 train. Duho! So, Vrsac is a tiny place with nothing around the train station. We managed to find a place for Mike to plug in and work whilst I picked up snacks for the train ride for the kids.

At 18:00, we board the train. Upon entering, I attempted to enter the car on the left and was ushered to the right by one of the passengers. The claim was that the car was cold. We went to the right and found a room with low lighting. The conductor came and told us not to sit there because it’s…..cold. We were to wait 20 min and go to a lit room. In our lit room, with bench seats that were kept in tact simply by the fact that we were sitting on them, we set up for our 2 – 3 hour train ride. As the train started rolling, there was incredible amounts of banging, the walls on either side of our cabin were shaking back and forth. Older women were running up and down the hallways with wooden poles with hooks on the end. It was all rather weird. But, we were in our seats, working and entertaining the kids, so our focus was more inside. Things got crazier as we arrived at the border. There was more odd behavior at the border…..this time from the border guards and police…with ladders and electric drills and opening light fixtures in the ceiling. This was ONLY happening directly in front of our cabin. As if we are to witness this on purpose. Again, we kept our focus inwards.

Shortly after crossing the border, an older woman opened our door and asked us to get out because she ‘left something’ in our seats. My first instinct was no way – I’m not going to let you put anything in here. Then it hit me…..we were already sitting on the stuff she had put in there. As it dawned on us about what might be going on, she grew impatient and started ripping the seats off the walls…and the material off the seats. We left the cabin in a hurry as she started stuffing all the goods into bags. We were stunned and worried about the kids. The conductor came out and made some nasty comments about Serbs and apologized for the behaviour. Funny….I seemed to be the closest thing to a Serb on board. Perhaps he didn’t realise I was aware of this fact.

Either way, it seems like this is like the 1990′s, but in reverse this time. Goods were going the other way 20 years ago. The thing about the underground economy is that it stays vibrant, is efficient, and changes quickly with the needs of its customers. Much like small businesses. They can stay flexible and responsive. Above ground economies….like large corporations….seem to be stuck in perpetual red tape, move like dinosaurs and struggle to keep up with customer demands. Small business and underground economies are based on needs of customers only. They provide services that customers demand and price accordingly. This is more like a service based economy than anything else around. Big corps, banks and governments….their offerings seem to be based on their needs and goals being perpetuated. Not the needs and goals of the customer…or providing for the customer at all costs.

Anyway, it was an interesting lesson all around. We ran into a British couple when we got off the train. They had a similar story to tell on the car they were on. Seems we were the only ones on the whole train who weren’t involved in all of this.

We found our next train to Cluj and boarded the overnight car. We settled in and slept until we hit Cluj at 4:00am. We loaded into a taxi an headed to a wonderful hotel – the Opera Plaza – where the conference was to be held. We had a great sleep, did some work and met with one of the conference organizers. I was getting nervous! Mike worked, I practiced and we went out to see the town for a bit. Unfortunately, it was quite cold, so we ended up warming up in a mall. Yuck. A large mall. One where you have no idea that you have even left North America. We haven’t been to a mall like this in quite a while. We couldn’t wait to get out.

That evening, we had a wonderful dinner with the event organizers and their wives/girlfriends. I am so thankful for their giving me the opportunity to speak! Although, that evening, I was nothing but nervous :)

So, the following day was crazy. I met a few people, sat in the back of the room full of 200 people, and was the very last speaker. I’m not a powerpoint girl, but I did throw up some visuals so people didn’t completely fall asleep. The crowd was quiet at first, but as my nervousness left, I started to try and get them more and more involved. By the end, the questions and comments were floating and amazing. The people I spoke to after the end of the conference and at the dinner party after, blew me away with their incredible comments. I am thrilled and thankful to have met all of them and to have heard their amazing stories. We have every intention of visiting when the warm weather comes, and are looking forward to keeping up with them online and in person.

What an amazing experience overall! And just as amazing was the hotel staff. I am blown away by the incredible service we had from absolutely everyone. The offers of watching the children, booking hostels, finding information out for us, etc. etc. were never ending. All with a smile and all with incredible efficiency that I have not seen in any hotel I have ever stayed at. Wow. This is service. Definitely not necessary, but wow – what a nice to have!

The day after the conference, we took the train from Cluj to Timisoara. We stayed at a nice hostel across from the train station, and were up at 4:00am for our train to Serbia. On the platform we bumped in to two sets of young travellers. One solo who was born in Romania, but grew up in B.C., and two musicians – one from B.C. (also born in Romania….the same year!) and the other from the States. We ended up traveling to BG together and spending some time in BG together. The three of them are now going to continue their travels west for a bit together. We had some amazing conversations, and it was nice to spend time with some wonderful and like minded travellers!

We decided to head straight over to Bar in Montenegro. This is where our van is waiting for us. We did not hear from the shipping company, but figured we’d make our way over so we didn’t have to back track from KG. We took an overnight train and travelled for 10 hours through some incredible mountains, until we hit the coast. Water again :) Ahhhhhhhhhhhh Even with the chill in the air, the water and fresh air make everything just amazing! We are now waiting for Monday to see if they can unload our van from the container. At this point, we might have to do a few minor repairs on it and then head out. Wheels again!!! Even though we don’t have the van yet, or a hitch left on the van, I am starting to get severe hitch itch! The weeks travels and moving from place to place has helped fuel this quite a bit. Spring is near and my nomad self is springing back to life after a long frost.

I am very much looking forward to see our sweet KIA van :) The children are looking forward to the huge bin of Lego that sits in the back seat :) I cannot wait! :)

Today, we will head to Stari Bar to see the old city. We will spend the rest of the day working, and will be on the phone first thing in the morning to see about getting a hold of the van :)

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10 things I’ve discovered after our first 36 hours of life on Crete

After a not-so-bad (yet horrific due to cigarette smoke) 15 hour bus trip, some time in Athens, and a fabulous trip on the ferry, the shake up in routine, lack of exercise or nutritional food caught up to us.  I had a teeeeeny bit of stress due to internet issues and a client call shortly after arrival.  It took a while to get the heat going.  And we discovered that food is incredibly scarce (and at least a good 30 min. walk to a small convenient store….read: not much food!) where we are.

This morning, however, after a great sleep, the place had warmed up, a work out, a green shake, a new router, and some decent meals, I am stripping myself of useless negativity and panic.

To help with that, I’ve spent some time on the beach and thinking of things I am thankful for and watching my boys play.  So, all things being equal, and having the most important two bottom needs met on Maslow’s Hierarchy,  some things I have learned and (re)discovered since coming here:

1. Salt water and sea air is an incredibly soothing (and healthy) giver of life.  After 6 months inland with nothing but car fumes and cigarette smoke, I am most incredibly thankful for this pure air in my lungs :) (and my families lungs!)

2. I love water more than I can ever put into words.

3. I love looking out at the water and seeing nothing but water to the very edge of the horizon. It feels so free and open.

4. I am not at all a fan of diamonds, ‘precious’ metals/jewels, etc., but I am a *sucker* for a small smooth rock from the beach (pockets are now filled with them!)

5. My boys only need legos for indoor play and nature in the back yard the rest of the time. They are in *love* with the beach!

6. The sound of water meeting land is indescribably peaceful.

7. Although my peace is internal, I am very much intertwined with my environment and the water helps me tremendously.

8. Being in isolation is much more peaceful and wonderful than I ever would have imagined

9. I love everyone I have ever met and who is and has ever been a part of my life.

10. No beach is complete without used condoms and dog poop to steer the kids away from – yes….even in Crete!

Happy New Year to everyone!!  Much love to all!

Ves

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On the road again!!!

All packed and ready to go!!  It seems like it has been sooooo long (too long) without change!  Although, being here for this long has also been a blessing – we’ve learned a lot more about family, about life here, met some increeeeedible friends and kept up some just as incredible relationships, found many business opportunities, learned the language, taken karate and swimming lessons, gained weight….lost weight (and gained some again now on the final day hahaha!), learned about the system, applied for citizenship, learned more and more about history, and much much much more!

We are 8 days away from our 1 year nomadaversary!  And what better way to celebrate than to uproot and take off again!

We will write much more once we have reached our next generation!  We are getting on a bus in 2 hours and will see you again once we are settled in Crete!

Ves

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So we’re going to ship our van here!

We have decided to ship our 2003 Kia Sedona minivan here, to Serbia. After comparing costs we have decided that it would be better to stick with the devil we know.

Our van as we left it, June 15, 2011Our van, although higher in kilometers, at 175,000, is still in good shape. And buying something comparable over here (capable of carrying 5 people comfortably with room to spare for baggage both inside and on the roof, and capable of towing almost 2,000 lbs) would definitely be more than $2,000 CAD.  We have no plans right now to spend significant amounts of time in Canada in the near future, so shipping it over here makes sense (rather than allowing it to sit idle and depreciate).

Our van has a V6 gas engine, however we plan to convert it to burn propane as soon as it arrives. Gas in Europe is quite expensive (currently around $1.80 per liter) so converting should allow us to save on travel costs. In addition, regular maintenance and repairs should be significantly less here, since we will not be paying a mechanic $70+ per hour union rates. I am amazed every day at how many 1960s era cars are still driven as daily drivers here. A testament to both the quality and the affordability of maintenance.

Having our van will make it much easier to travel to all the countries we have been longing to see, including Macedonia, Italy, Spain, Portugal, France etc. We may even buy a small caravan to tow, allowing us to stretch our budget a bit farther.

Currently we are working with a guy in Toronto who regularly ships containers from Toronto to Bar, Montenegro. The plan right now is to put the van in a container and ship it to Bar, leaving mid January and arriving in Bar around mid to the end of February when we will pick it up after our stay in Greece. I will post more details as I get them.

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Raw Honesty

I love honesty.  Like raw…from the heart…true to yourself and others…honesty.  I love it because it forces you to be honest with yourself about your intentions.  And it forces you to be true to others about your intentions.  And most importantly, it’s easy to remember.  I’ve tried to tell white lies many years ago.  I suck. I can’t remember what I did an hour ago on most days, so remembering lies is inefficient, a waste of my life and a waste of my energy.  It’s also a waste of other peoples time to try and decipher lies.

Why do people lie?  My opinion is that it is out of insecurity, fear and the need to be accepted.  Not just accepted by others, but accepted by themselves.  People lie so as not to hurt peoples feelings (supposedly), yet in the long run, their feelings end up being hurt far more by the lie than the truth would have hurt in the first place.

My assessment is that lies are a complete waste of time and life.  How invigorating is it to actually accomplish your goals with TRUTH?  It’s truly incredible!!  Even if it was difficult to tell the truth and express your true heart felt intentions.  The accomplishment of getting the truth across, getting it accepted (or at least understood) and reaching your goal…just wow.  Nothing beats that.  Nothing.  Those ‘athletes’ that use drugs to get further ahead….I bet deep inside, they are not satisfied with themselves because they know it was not the real them that met those goals.  That must feel like crap.  Regardless of the recognition or materialistic outcome of it all.  *They* are not the ones who accomplished that goal.  And that must hurt.

So, in all the years I’ve spent realizing that, even though I don’t (and can’t) lie to others, I still tended to lie to myself.  We’ve worked very hard on ourselves over the last 3 years and I can hear that voice in my head bullshitting me quite blatantly on a daily basis. “Come on!!! Three more scoops of ice cream won’t kill you!”.  It also tries to tell me that people have cruel intentions and wants me to react with anger, etc.  I spend a lot of time telling that voice to shut up.  I’m at the point where I can laugh at it and recognize it almost instantly.

Today, for a split second, the voice came up again.  I recognized it very quickly, calmed myself down and told it to shut up.  In fact, what the voice suggested to me was so rediculous that I almost laughed out loud.

So, trying to figure out the rules around here has been rather interesting.  It’s a whole different set of rules than in North America, yet somehow very similar.  I have sent in papers for my citizenship.  They have not arrived yet.  We were told at the police station, earlier this year, that we have to cross the border and then come back again in order to get a stamp on entry back to Serbia.  This will grant us another 90 days (since there is no visa requirement for here). We have done this once and it went well.  I was hoping the citizenship thing would be completed by this point and we would not have to do it a second time.  Our second 90 period is expiring on December 20.  Even with an extra letter sent to Beograd, and asking them to speed up the process, the citizenship has not arrived (and frankly, I would have been surprised if it had shown up).

So, today, we have rented a car.  We were going to drive down to visit Skopje (350 km away), and toggled back and forth between visiting there or going to the nearest sleepy border crossing to Romania and jump over and back again.  We were slightly nervous that we might not be let back in again.  After jumping back and forth on where we were going to cross, the car rental place made it an easy decision.

They charged us 10 euros more than the last time we rented.  Raising the price during the off season?? REALLY?  And lowered the alloted daily kilometres from 300 to 250.  Um….what?  So when Mike brought the car back home, I called them up with both receipts in my hands.  He explained that they had raised the prices and lowered the kilometres of all the cars.  1.  thanks for telling us and 2. wtf??  We’ve rented from them all summer and had a pretty decent business relationship built up.  So I thought.

So, I hung up and decided we would only go to Romania and not give him an extra 70 euros on kilometres.  He called back and told us he was going to dump the price by 10 euros.  I said ok because at the first price, we can’t go to Skopje.  Then he dumped it another 5 euros.

Interesting.  We decided to just head to the Romanian border.  When we got to the Serbian exit stop, they asked for the ownership, passports, etc.  Check, check, check.  Then they asked for the receipt from the rental.  Gulp!  I’d left it on the table at home beside the phone when I called about the price change.

After a bit of a wait, he looked at me and said “you only came here for the passport stamp?”.  That little voice jumped up in my head yelling NO NO!!!  It told me to say we’re going to visit some town (there’s nothing but farm field for 10′s of kilometres across the border).  Really?  Really voice?  THIS is your advice?  Shut up!!!  You are not only annoying, but also a complete idiot!  And who invited you to this party anyway?  I’ve told you before that I have no use for you, so piss off!  You are not truth and you are not love, so get out of my head!

So, I nearly laughed out loud, but instead I smiled :)  I told him that yes, we need the stamp.  I explained my citizenship status and our plans for staying for the holidays and going to Greece after the new year.  I told him that everything should arrive by the time we get back in the spring.  I laid out all the cards in my Tarzan-like Serbian…..pausing for help with proper words.  I also told him we are in the process of shipping our car over so we don’t have to worry about this rental thing any more.

He spoke to a few of his buddies higher up.  There were some loud words exchanged in the office.  They came back and told us the car could be stolen and they don’t know that it’s not because we don’t have the receipt.  So, they cannot let us out of the country.  I told him where the receipt is and if he can call the owner.  They said they can’t.  They asked what we were going to do in Romania.  I told them we were going to have lunch or something and then come back.  He told us to have lunch in their town.  I said yes, but we still need the stamp.  He said….no problem about the stamp, but we have better food here :)  Everyone was smiling and friendly and wonderful!  They stamped us all and sent us on our way via U-turn.

Thank you kind border police! :)  Now we just need to stop by the police station in town again and we should be good until we head to Greece.  This will be the last time we have to do this, and I’ll be happy once the citizenship papers show up :)  I do appreciate how awesome everyone was! Thank you thank you!

Ves

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Why are we doing this?

Hi all!  I haven’t written in a while.  We have been stationary in Serbia getting a lot of things in order, and it has been most fabulous!  I will summarize it at some point and throw out some detail for everyone.

For now, I’d like to share a post I came across today.  There are many reasons why we are doing what we are doing.  The reasons in this blog post are the main core reasons why we are doing this.  We have been riding along unconsciously far too long.

We did not start this life style living fully conscious of what we were doing and why.  We were pretty conscious, but it didn’t really hit home until we started traveling.  I have already written a blog about all the retired people we had met in the trailer parks through the States.  Most of them had started their trip and life change because one of them had become very ill – heart disease, diabetes, cancer, etc.  This illness caused them and their spouses to wake up.  It caused them to face reality and re-consider what is truly important in their lives.  Even in their final years/months, they decided – finally! – to live their lives authentically.

These wonderful people gave me inspiration, strength and deep understanding that what we are doing is very right for us.  Not necessarily the nomadic thing, but waking up and living an honest and authentic life.  Honest with ourselves about what we want.  Honest in not hiding our feelings or walking on egg shells to make others happy (this is NOT our responsibility).  Living, speaking and loving truthfully and *always* keeping in mind what is important: Relationships and Experiences.

That’s IT – that is ALL that is important in this life.  Relationships and Experiences.  Everything else is noise.  I am thankful that we see this now.  Even though we’d missed it for 40 years, I am thankful that it did not take a near death experience to get to this conclusion.

So, here is a wonderful blog post that pretty much nails it.  I’ve copied and pasted below.  If you would like the original link, please click:  here

Top Five Regrets of the Dying

By Bronnie Ware

For many years I worked in palliative care. My patients were those who had gone home to die. Some incredibly special times were shared. I was with them for the last three to twelve weeks of their lives.
People grow a lot when they are faced with their own mortality. I learned never to underestimate someone’s capacity for growth. Some changes were phenomenal. Each experienced a variety of emotions, as expected, denial, fear, anger, remorse, more denial and eventually acceptance. Every single patient found their peace before they departed though, every one of them.
When questioned about any regrets they had or anything they would do differently, common themes surfaced again and again. Here are the most common five:

1. I wish I’d had the courage to live a life true to myself, not the life others expected of me
This was the most common regret of all. When people realize that their life is almost over and look back clearly on it, it is easy to see how many dreams have gone unfulfilled. Most people have had not honored even a half of their dreams and had to die knowing that it was due to choices they had made, or not made.

It is very important to try and honor at least some of your dreams along the way.

From the moment that you lose your health, it is too late. Health brings a freedom very few realize, until they no longer have it.

2. I wish I didn’t work so hard
This came from every male patient that I nursed. They missed their children’s youth and their partner’s companionship.

Women also spoke of this regret. But as most were from an older generation, many of the female patients had not been breadwinners. All of the men I nursed deeply regretted spending so much of their lives on the treadmill of a work existence.
By simplifying your lifestyle and making conscious choices along the way, it is possible to not need the income that you think you do. And by creating more space in your life, you become happier and more open to new opportunities, ones more suited to your new lifestyle.

3. I wish I’d had the courage to express my feelings
Many people suppressed their feelings in order to keep peace with others. Many developed illnesses relating to the bitterness and resentment they carried as a result.

As a result, they settled for a mediocre existence and never became who they were truly capable of becoming.

We cannot control the reactions of others. However, although people may initially react when you change the way you are by speaking honestly, in the end it raises the relationship to a whole new and healthier level. Either that or it releases the unhealthy relationship from your life. Either way, you win.

4. I wish I had stayed in touch with my friends
Often they would not truly realize the full benefits of old friends
until their dying weeks and it was not always possible to track them down. Many had become so caught up in their own lives that they had let golden friendships slip by over the years. There were many deep regrets about not giving friendships the time and effort that they deserved. Everyone misses their friends when they are dying.

It is common for anyone in a busy lifestyle to let friendships slip. But when you are faced with your approaching death, the physical details of life fall away. People do want to get their financial affairs in order if possible. But it is not money or status that holds the true importance for them. They want to get things in order more for the benefit of those they love. Usually though, they are too ill and weary to ever manage this task. It is all comes down to love and relationships in the end. That is all that remains in the final weeks, love and relationships.

5. I wish that I had let myself be happier
This is a surprisingly common one.

Many did not realize until the end that happiness is a choice.

They had stayed stuck in old patterns and habits. The so-called ‘comfort’ of familiarity overflowed into their emotions, as well as their physical lives. Fear of change had them pretending to others, and to their selves, that they were content. When deep within, they longed to laugh properly and have silliness in their life again.
When you are on your deathbed, what others think of you is a long way from your mind. How wonderful to be able to let go and smile again, long before you are dying.

Life is a choice. It is YOUR life. Choose consciously, choose wisely, choose honestly. Choose happiness.

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