I have to admit to you all, I was nervous to come back to western soil. I feared feeling like a duck out of water; I feared not knowing how to function in the reality that I once knew. Though it may sound like an exaggeration, travelling in India is less like travelling in another country and more like another universe. I feared being that returned, estranged daughter that locks herself in a self-made Indian sanctuary in her house where incense seeps from the cracks of the doors, Hindi music plays endlessly and I sit meditating in a yoga pose until [View Full Entry]

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Whenever I sit to write these blogs, my normal routine consists of compiling tid bits of information jotted down in a journal and trying to weave something into logical form for the readers enjoyment. Last night I looked at my point form notes and was at a loss as to how to formulate a blog tale.....thus, my solution is to do the opposite, in true Indian fashion, and tell each point-form note as it lays in my journal which should give way to complete and utter randomness (how exciting!). Oh, and please mind the spelling mistakes Spell check is not working [View Full Entry]

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India is the moodiest chickita I have ever come to meet. While she is beautiful, full of life and laughter and endless wonder, she is also grumpy, frustrating and can basically (good and bad) boil up the most emotion felt in years! When our plane landed safely in Mumbai I didn't fully grasp the intensity of the words of a man spoke to his family from the row in front of us, arriving back to his native land. He said: Home sweet home. It certainly is like no where else in the world and thus begins our full and true adventure. [View Full Entry]

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You might not realize it while looking through the photos and seeing a couple of ladies resting on the beaches across South East Asia that this trip has really had some hard edges, you know? Some real difficult times. Really, waking up at the crack of noon is pure hell in Thailand. Having to say "no" to countless offers of "you want massage," for 6 bones and long bus rides with (ew) subtitles. Rats in bungalows found in remote clear water islands outside of Cambodia, where you can find no 7/11s, and just try to relax with the cutest kids in [View Full Entry]

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Every good duo has a flaw. Team budget has a major flaw: shopping. For the most part we have been absolutely flawless when it comes to budget. Cheapest street eats, 7/11 beers, you have read the blogs you know!!! But what has not been reported are the few cracks in between. Those "cracks" have so far consisted of a few items in Hong Kong, various standard beach wear from Bangkok and replacement flip flops. Until now. Until Vietnam. Until Hoi An ! This small, and lovely city, should have a sign about 5 kms out that says "Get out your credit [View Full Entry]

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More nail biting than any sports match, I was front seat to what will go down as the best stare down of all time. I call this Cambodia vs Canada: It was another hot steamy day and we set out (sadly) leaving Thailand for Cambodia. We decided after four weeks of madness, buckets and dancing until 6am it was time for some culture and down time. We took a bus from Bangkok and set forth to enter Cambodia towards Siam Riep in the north to experience the Angkor Wat temples. A four hour journey brought us to the boarder, and was [View Full Entry]

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Now, where did I leave off? What time is it? What day is it? What is my name? This is what goes through our heads every day. Lets see. We left off at Bangkok and the ping pong show, by the look of the sun I assume it is around 6:00pm, and I now know it is Monday because Alex and I set aside an entire day to go to the Indian Embassy to try and get our visas only to discover it was Sunday....who knew?!! Well our tans our a little darker (despite Alex's daily regime of 45 and shade [View Full Entry]

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Two Asian hookers walked off a plane and arrived in Hong Kong on a warm, breezy morning. After leaving down filled jackets and fur lined boots we were glad to be in T shirts and sweaters arriving in HK. We set down Nathan Rd to find a hostel for the night, badgered by people on the streets herding anyone with a backpack into a little Indian Market place that has rooms above...and when we say "rooms" what we really mean are....oh how can I put this lightly....DUMPS. So we bargained for a room for about 12 bucks each a night. Rip [View Full Entry]

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This is the story of The Tortoise and the Hares. It was a cloudy, cool day in Beijing (as per usual) when we woke to embark on our next adventure: The Great Wall of China. It was only us on a wild tour bus headed, or so we thought, to The Great Wall and the Ming Tomb. Our cab driver zipped in and out of cars on the highway as we sat peacefully in the back excited for the day. After numberous, and unwanted, visits to government factories we quickly became experts in Jade, Pearl and other Chinese art craft production [View Full Entry]

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"Fasionable people doing questionable things" were the lyrics blasting in our iPods as we sat in an empty gate staring with wide eyes at our 777 plane docked and getting loaded with luggage. We were at the airport 3 hours early and our plane was delayed by about a half hour, yet (and without reason) we were minutes from missing our flight. As I passed my headphones to Alex to listen to the song, and only then heard "Bojanowski, last call" on the PA. We grabbed our stuff and got on an almost departed plane and vowed to move forward as [View Full Entry]

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