This is in the botanical gardens right on the river side and bordering some of the city as well. These trees facinated me and are found sporadically throughout the city and parts of Australia.Saturday, December 19, 2009
Brisbane and its second Go-round
After saying goodbye to Airlie Beach, I arrived in Brisbane once again to make an outgoing journey to New Zealand. Two days and two nights hence, Brisbane is a wonderful city. Great daylife, nightlife, scenery, and skyline views. This picture here is over looking the Brisbane River.
This is in the botanical gardens right on the river side and bordering some of the city as well. These trees facinated me and are found sporadically throughout the city and parts of Australia.
This is in the botanical gardens right on the river side and bordering some of the city as well. These trees facinated me and are found sporadically throughout the city and parts of Australia.
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Friday, December 18, 2009
On-site location work at Plants Whitsunday
After working at the nursery for 2 weeks in retail and wholesale, I volunteered to go out on location at the company Christmas party. With that - the guys who go out on location didn't realize that my Dad had taught me how to garden, dig, shovel, use a wheel barrel, electric screw gun and handle tools. (Thanks Daddy!) So many of them were sceptical of me sticking out working in the direct sun in what feels to be 99% humidity, and not complain about it.
I sure showed them :) With a smile on my face we arrived at our location in Proserpine, Australia, not 20 minutes away from the nursery. With "Utes" (what the Aussies call Utility Trucks) loaded and work starting at 7:00am, you can already feel the heat. Mind you it takes 12 minutes to burn in the Whitsundays, so when you see Aussies apply sunscreen 4 times a day, any other gringo, or Caucasian should apply double the amount of sunscreen. And thats what I did. Lathered up and ready to go, here is our site. Nearly 200 plants total to be planted, irrigated, and mulched the next day. Here are some pics:
Here is a quarter of the site, mounds piled and holes dug, we were unloading all of the plants out of the truck.

This is another half of the property, plants are now in their designated areas, and there are more along the back fence too. You will see some boards in the bottom left of the picture as well, those are for day two when we mulch!
I shall also mention that, around this time of unloading some of the trucks I had my second Kangaroo sighting here. Along the back fence, it came hoping along at what seemed to be lighting fast. It stoped in its tracks again to get its barings, and as soon as I went for my camera, it was gone again. Working with three born Aussies on site, none of them had ever seen a Kangaroo in this city, nor had they seen one in general in a small town setting. It was a 'in the right spot at the right time' kind of moments.

The first break is Smo-Co, which means a smoke and a coffee. That is 3 hours into your work day, you get a small break for a snack, smoke and a coffee. Leaving out the smoke and coffee I had some fruit and got back to work, but Matt and Sam felt it a good time to take a little sit back in the shade.

After break its back to work, here we are planting.

After all the plants are in the ground, we did irrigation. Every plant has to have water especially in this heat and watered nearly 4 times daily. With that runs a major irrigation line, then you have to create alternate lines to reach each plant.
While testing the irrigation lines I had the priveledge to give all the plants a little drink in my wide brimmed hat and loaned purple boots!

Day two after all the plants are in the ground, heaps of mulch were brought in, thousands of pounds worth and we had to spread it all. Notice here the boards are also up now around the plant islands to hold in the mulch as well.
And at the end of day two, a well finished product, greenery and mulched... the guys were proud to have me as part of the team.

They even asked if I wanted to join in the next day laying 300 square meeters of sod. I accepted.
I sure showed them :) With a smile on my face we arrived at our location in Proserpine, Australia, not 20 minutes away from the nursery. With "Utes" (what the Aussies call Utility Trucks) loaded and work starting at 7:00am, you can already feel the heat. Mind you it takes 12 minutes to burn in the Whitsundays, so when you see Aussies apply sunscreen 4 times a day, any other gringo, or Caucasian should apply double the amount of sunscreen. And thats what I did. Lathered up and ready to go, here is our site. Nearly 200 plants total to be planted, irrigated, and mulched the next day. Here are some pics:
Here is a quarter of the site, mounds piled and holes dug, we were unloading all of the plants out of the truck.

This is another half of the property, plants are now in their designated areas, and there are more along the back fence too. You will see some boards in the bottom left of the picture as well, those are for day two when we mulch!
I shall also mention that, around this time of unloading some of the trucks I had my second Kangaroo sighting here. Along the back fence, it came hoping along at what seemed to be lighting fast. It stoped in its tracks again to get its barings, and as soon as I went for my camera, it was gone again. Working with three born Aussies on site, none of them had ever seen a Kangaroo in this city, nor had they seen one in general in a small town setting. It was a 'in the right spot at the right time' kind of moments.

The first break is Smo-Co, which means a smoke and a coffee. That is 3 hours into your work day, you get a small break for a snack, smoke and a coffee. Leaving out the smoke and coffee I had some fruit and got back to work, but Matt and Sam felt it a good time to take a little sit back in the shade.

After break its back to work, here we are planting.

After all the plants are in the ground, we did irrigation. Every plant has to have water especially in this heat and watered nearly 4 times daily. With that runs a major irrigation line, then you have to create alternate lines to reach each plant.
While testing the irrigation lines I had the priveledge to give all the plants a little drink in my wide brimmed hat and loaned purple boots!
Day two after all the plants are in the ground, heaps of mulch were brought in, thousands of pounds worth and we had to spread it all. Notice here the boards are also up now around the plant islands to hold in the mulch as well.
And at the end of day two, a well finished product, greenery and mulched... the guys were proud to have me as part of the team.
They even asked if I wanted to join in the next day laying 300 square meeters of sod. I accepted.
New friends and BBQ's at the Lagoon!
An Airlie Beach night out with new friends.
While Wwoofing, you meet friends of friends, and throught the Kiwi's that were working at the plant nursery, we met some more good people. Michael and Julie from France, and Horatio and Leo from Argentina. The others all met even before they arrived in Airlie Beach. You see, the interesting and yet, un-ironic part about traveling in Australia is you either start in the South and go North, or vice-versa. While on this expedition traveling in a specific cardinal direction- so are thousands of other people... So even if you meet 4 people you get along with, the chances of you seeing them in a town in your next destination are highly likely.
This was pizza and ice cream with the gang.

This was a BBQ night at the Lagoon in Airlie Beach

While Wwoofing, you meet friends of friends, and throught the Kiwi's that were working at the plant nursery, we met some more good people. Michael and Julie from France, and Horatio and Leo from Argentina. The others all met even before they arrived in Airlie Beach. You see, the interesting and yet, un-ironic part about traveling in Australia is you either start in the South and go North, or vice-versa. While on this expedition traveling in a specific cardinal direction- so are thousands of other people... So even if you meet 4 people you get along with, the chances of you seeing them in a town in your next destination are highly likely.
This was pizza and ice cream with the gang.


This was a BBQ night at the Lagoon in Airlie Beach

Tuesday, December 1, 2009
A new job or two... and boo those buses


Those pictures are my bus stop... :)Ha, so I now am at the mercy of the bus system in Airlie Beach... which is not like a busy city's system at all.
A bus comes every hour to half hour or so, but runs on hours that are ever so slightly not comprable to my work schedule. I find myself waking 3 hour before I have to, to take a bus 2 hours before I must arrive into work. Yuck.
This is because I have taken a job as a "WWOOFer". This means a Willing Worker On Organic Farms. So right now I work 5 hours a day for free accomodation and food at Plants Whitsunday, which is a plant nursery just outside of town (9 Kilometers) (Just outside the main town bus stops).
So I was able to flag down the bus going into town two days in a row, but the third day, not so lucky. Since I get picked up outside my work on the main roads, it could possibly be hard to see me waiving, but not when I wave rediculously to try and catch a bus!
So, I ended up trying to hitch-hike... ha! It didn't work. Not many cars went by after the bus, and no one was feeling friendly that morning... but oh well. I was able to find a ride from one of the workers at the nursery luckily!
Made it to work on time (another work at a travel agency to make a bit of income too)
Anywho... flash forward, I get off work and wait 40 min in town to catch a bus home... this is the first bus I have caught at this time around 6:40 pm and aparently it wasn't the right bus. So the ending destination was about 3 kilometers out from where I still needed to go.
So I walked... in the dusk, then in the dark. I did have my little flash light with me that my mom got me. It was a big help. Saw some road kill... and had some quiet time (because my ipod ran out of battery).
Needless to say, I got home safe in a heap of sweat because of the 99.9% humidity rate at the moment, but it is a very safe town and all is good.
I technically only have to take the bus 3 or 4 days a week too, which is not terrible... but being at the mercy of another schedule is no fun :).
A bus comes every hour to half hour or so, but runs on hours that are ever so slightly not comprable to my work schedule. I find myself waking 3 hour before I have to, to take a bus 2 hours before I must arrive into work. Yuck.
This is because I have taken a job as a "WWOOFer". This means a Willing Worker On Organic Farms. So right now I work 5 hours a day for free accomodation and food at Plants Whitsunday, which is a plant nursery just outside of town (9 Kilometers) (Just outside the main town bus stops).
So I was able to flag down the bus going into town two days in a row, but the third day, not so lucky. Since I get picked up outside my work on the main roads, it could possibly be hard to see me waiving, but not when I wave rediculously to try and catch a bus!
So, I ended up trying to hitch-hike... ha! It didn't work. Not many cars went by after the bus, and no one was feeling friendly that morning... but oh well. I was able to find a ride from one of the workers at the nursery luckily!
Made it to work on time (another work at a travel agency to make a bit of income too)
Anywho... flash forward, I get off work and wait 40 min in town to catch a bus home... this is the first bus I have caught at this time around 6:40 pm and aparently it wasn't the right bus. So the ending destination was about 3 kilometers out from where I still needed to go.
So I walked... in the dusk, then in the dark. I did have my little flash light with me that my mom got me. It was a big help. Saw some road kill... and had some quiet time (because my ipod ran out of battery).
Needless to say, I got home safe in a heap of sweat because of the 99.9% humidity rate at the moment, but it is a very safe town and all is good.
I technically only have to take the bus 3 or 4 days a week too, which is not terrible... but being at the mercy of another schedule is no fun :).
Labels:
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Friday, November 27, 2009
British Defender
I have sailed on the British Defender of the Southern Cross fleet in the Whitsunday Islands on a 3 day 2 night trip to helped create and make a video promotion to market the company and the maxi yacht itself. A gorgeous boat... so watch my youtube video about The British Defender !!!!!
Read here to find more on the Defender...
http://www.australianadventures.com.au/whitsundays-sailing-british-defender/
Read here to find more on the Defender...
http://www.australianadventures.com.au/whitsundays-sailing-british-defender/
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Whitsunday Islands
Sunday, November 8, 2009
My new theme song...in Australia
Michael Buble - Feeling Good
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yYe6tmrFxbw&feature=related
Copy and paste in your browser and play this link before you check out the pics - perfection....





Then click here and find more photos on my Picasa photo account...
http://picasaweb.google.com/gatesjulia
I have been snorkleing, boating, crewing and living the dream... (then i had to get a job :) These pics are my first days in Airlie Beach and in the Whitsunday islands.
I also went on a treasure hunt!! I found sunglasses that fell off the boat at Whithaven Beach (the picture where me and the little girl are jumping off the boat, and the pic where me and the little girls are jumping in the air on the beach.
Then I found and anchor that Skipper Nayler lost in Stonehaven on the Whitsunday Islands about 30ft. deep. We were all snorkling around looking for the anchor and/or chain in a 100ft. radius around the boat, and I ended up fiding the chain just off the port side stern. BUCKETS. I was on a roll.....
Then ... In a collective effort we found Nemo!! (Well a form of Nemo anyway.. another species, but it was a clownfish)
Missing everyone at home... but "Feeling Good" is keeping my head high... be sure to listen to it...
Do you have questions? Post it in the comment area and I will get back to them as soon as possible!!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yYe6tmrFxbw&feature=related
Copy and paste in your browser and play this link before you check out the pics - perfection....





Then click here and find more photos on my Picasa photo account...
http://picasaweb.google.com/gatesjulia
I have been snorkleing, boating, crewing and living the dream... (then i had to get a job :) These pics are my first days in Airlie Beach and in the Whitsunday islands.
I also went on a treasure hunt!! I found sunglasses that fell off the boat at Whithaven Beach (the picture where me and the little girl are jumping off the boat, and the pic where me and the little girls are jumping in the air on the beach.
Then I found and anchor that Skipper Nayler lost in Stonehaven on the Whitsunday Islands about 30ft. deep. We were all snorkling around looking for the anchor and/or chain in a 100ft. radius around the boat, and I ended up fiding the chain just off the port side stern. BUCKETS. I was on a roll.....
Then ... In a collective effort we found Nemo!! (Well a form of Nemo anyway.. another species, but it was a clownfish)
Missing everyone at home... but "Feeling Good" is keeping my head high... be sure to listen to it...
Do you have questions? Post it in the comment area and I will get back to them as soon as possible!!
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Scuba Diving Certification - Blue Grotto & Rainbow River

For the past few weeks my bestie Deborah and I have been on a mission to finish our scuba diving classes. My new friend Jack, who is Deborah’s neighbor and manager at Divers Supply in Marietta, was kind enough to take time out of his evenings to teach us necessary knowledge and know how to dive. Needless to say that four classes on four separate days averaging 3.5 hours per lesson in a two week time span is valuable time. So valuable that I’d like the chance to thank them for the umpteenth time, once again.
So, it’s happening… my crawl is turning into a footstep and my footsteps are about to turn into a giant stride, literally. One of my new favorite ways to enter the water with all of my scuba gear on is called a giant stride. In the movies you may always see people roll backwards off the side of a boat… tbut his is another form of entry into the water.
My Open Water Certification took place in the company of two Master scuba divers Kuba and Chris. Both which have over 1000+ dives easy. Two characters which made the weekend fun for the 15 of us newbies to the scuba world.
After our first diveon a Saturday afternoon my depth guage read 38 ft. at Blue Grotto near Lake City Florida. [ My deepest dive to date ] :) I think I went a little deeper than I was suppose to, but still stayed on the rope to follow into and out of the cavern. This was a strange first dive because for cavern dives, you do not have a straight ascent. You have to go up at an angle, or through the cavern to even see natural light. We did not go that deep to where it was pitch black, we always had natural light - but the fact that there was an overhang of the natural cavern was a bit strange for the first logged dive.
Second and third dives were used to practice the skills we learned in the pool during training. Mask clearing, buddy breathing, navigation, bouyancy, CESA (ascent procedure) and much more! But by the third dive, the 72 degree water took its tool on our bodies. We were pretty cold by the last dive as most of the heat from your body escapes through your head, plus... when you attempt 3 dives a day, your heat is lost naturally the more you are in the water. So our last dive was cut short a bit, but still worth it! (shivering)
The next day, Sunday - bright and before the sunrise we were off in to Rainbow River, a natural hot water spring which was absolutely devine. The manatees usually swim upstream in this river, however where we dove the manatees do not have access that far upstream. I saw turtles, fish upon fish of many sizes and schools, a pike some of the coolest scenery I've ever seen. Plus it was a drift dive which pretty means you stay bouyant and the river helps you along - naturally - down stream with its current.
Here are more pictures via facebook here: http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2014775&id=78100760
Divers Supply offers free scuba diving intro classes ever first and third Wednesday of the month. They also provide trips monthly on location to get your scuba diving certification. Check their website here for more information if you interested in starting to scuba dive!
http://www.divers-supply.com/Divers-Supply-Marietta-C118.aspx
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Thank you
I wanted to take a moment to say thank you to everyone who has done nothing but support me throughout this crazy/fun/unpredicted and somewhat sudden transition in my life. I have had positive responses and encouraging words.
I especially want to thank my close family and friends - without naming names at the risk of leaving any ones name out - you know who you are... Thank you.
And to my Mom and Dad... you both are unbelievable and have always supported me in whatever my quest was or will be still. With your love and support thank you for seeing me off at the airport. I will always be thinking of you, thank you one thousand times. I love you.

Thursday, October 22, 2009
CHI-CHI-CHI-LE-LE-LE
Second round Santiago, Chile. Back to visit Matt before my journey to Australia commences. A grand time we had climbing mountains, walking the streets of Santiago, and eating food even Anthony Bourndain recommended. You can check it out here on Matts picture video of his last 9 weeks… http://matt-suggett.blogspot.com/
Ate at Fuente Alemana which is the same restaurant Anthony Bourdaine went to, and had this gigantic heap of goodness, or about a quarter of it because: 1. I couldn't fit it in my mouth, the sandwhiches are so big you have to cut it w/ knife and fork, and 2. did you see how big it was in Matts video?? :)
Then, as you may have seen we traveled via bus to Argentina! Crossing the Andes Mountains a total of two times with views that could be said put some American mountain ranges to shame… yes, I just said that. No pictures will be able to do it justice, but there are a few to look at in the picasa web album: http://picasaweb.google.com/gatesjulia/ChileAndArgentina#
After arriving in Argentina, we scoped out the town of Mendoza. (After being lost for a little bit), heading the wrong direction-away from the hostel for about 30 min, ha… not my fault right Matt? Needless to say, both of us had to agree on the direction heading hence forth on any expedition – by car or foot.
We sampled the best beers and wines along with some fantastic concoction of a two person grill out. A miniature hot grill gets served on your table with its contents… well – on the delicate side. Chicken, ribs, meat sausage, blood sausage, pig intestine and kidney. So I tried it, all of it and was sorry later… yikes. No sickness arose, just a nauseous roller coaster in my tummy.
We did a wine and bike tour as well! A majority of the vineyards in the area are pretty close in retrospect… ON A MAP! But when you are peddling for hours out of the day – your bum starts to hurt and you get a little winded. I was leading the duo taking the front position, and pace slowed at times, and I got snickered at for slowing down, ha. I mean… you arrive at 11am and the bike company tells you to have the bikes back between 6 and 7pm, that means you have a long day ahead. But I wasn’t the only person to take a wrong turn… A couple hundred meters in the wrong direction…. A waste of perfectly good energy… Mr. Direction missed our turn so we had to go back to that destination where we had lunch. And mmmm…. Was it good, but at least Matt and I had both mocked up directions... ha
The next day we went White Water Wrafting in the Andes Mountains! Sweet scenery, some class three rapids and a non-talkative guide made for a fairly eventful trip in and of itself. We celebrated the successful journey with another “mini-grill” lunch with veggie sides in celebration of not falling out of the boat and enjoying the scenery some more (minus the intestine and kidney).
Journeying back through the Andes mountains totaling an eight hour bus hall including the two hour stop at the Chilean border got us back into Santiago for a Wine-apple celebration with friends Matt works with and a sad sunset because we were going climb to the top of Santa Lucia, but the park closed due to the sun had already started to descend.
There wer e also some stray huskies outside of the super market who looked like bears, and one looked dead (to the right and upside down) but he was just taking a nap. These dogs are notorious for being just outside the market to get any snag of food they can, or perhaps a pat on the head. But if you ask Matt, do not run past them, or deem yourself being chased by a chunky husky. Ha!
Leaving day arrived and with little energy to spare after an eventful weekend, so we enjoyed each others company packing my life in two bags and taking a little stroll around town for lunch. Sushi was debated as a final meal; however I thought it best not to attempt raw fishery products before a long plane ride. So we settled for Chilean Pizza.
Arriving at the airport shortly thereafter, I felt the anxiousness and un-security arise of the journey I was in for. I suppose it was more the fact of having to say goodbye… again… to a partner and friend of five years, but still knowing in the back of my mind that it would only be two months this go around before Matt and I saw each other again- made me a bit at ease.
Holding back tears for the final hug and kiss goodbye, I turn away and head to the security checkpoint, a torrential “tear” fall commences and the security guards look at me like I’m crazy. I finally get on the plane, and all I want to do is sleep the pain away...
here are the dogs and a funny pic to end with on a somewhat happy note, but be sure to check out the picasa web album here of Chile and Argentina... let me know if you want to see more pics :)
http://picasaweb.google.com/gatesjulia/ChileAndArgentina#
Ate at Fuente Alemana which is the same restaurant Anthony Bourdaine went to, and had this gigantic heap of goodness, or about a quarter of it because: 1. I couldn't fit it in my mouth, the sandwhiches are so big you have to cut it w/ knife and fork, and 2. did you see how big it was in Matts video?? :)
Then, as you may have seen we traveled via bus to Argentina! Crossing the Andes Mountains a total of two times with views that could be said put some American mountain ranges to shame… yes, I just said that. No pictures will be able to do it justice, but there are a few to look at in the picasa web album: http://picasaweb.google.com/gatesjulia/ChileAndArgentina#
After arriving in Argentina, we scoped out the town of Mendoza. (After being lost for a little bit), heading the wrong direction-away from the hostel for about 30 min, ha… not my fault right Matt? Needless to say, both of us had to agree on the direction heading hence forth on any expedition – by car or foot.
We sampled the best beers and wines along with some fantastic concoction of a two person grill out. A miniature hot grill gets served on your table with its contents… well – on the delicate side. Chicken, ribs, meat sausage, blood sausage, pig intestine and kidney. So I tried it, all of it and was sorry later… yikes. No sickness arose, just a nauseous roller coaster in my tummy.
We did a wine and bike tour as well! A majority of the vineyards in the area are pretty close in retrospect… ON A MAP! But when you are peddling for hours out of the day – your bum starts to hurt and you get a little winded. I was leading the duo taking the front position, and pace slowed at times, and I got snickered at for slowing down, ha. I mean… you arrive at 11am and the bike company tells you to have the bikes back between 6 and 7pm, that means you have a long day ahead. But I wasn’t the only person to take a wrong turn… A couple hundred meters in the wrong direction…. A waste of perfectly good energy… Mr. Direction missed our turn so we had to go back to that destination where we had lunch. And mmmm…. Was it good, but at least Matt and I had both mocked up directions... ha
The next day we went White Water Wrafting in the Andes Mountains! Sweet scenery, some class three rapids and a non-talkative guide made for a fairly eventful trip in and of itself. We celebrated the successful journey with another “mini-grill” lunch with veggie sides in celebration of not falling out of the boat and enjoying the scenery some more (minus the intestine and kidney).
Journeying back through the Andes mountains totaling an eight hour bus hall including the two hour stop at the Chilean border got us back into Santiago for a Wine-apple celebration with friends Matt works with and a sad sunset because we were going climb to the top of Santa Lucia, but the park closed due to the sun had already started to descend.
There wer e also some stray huskies outside of the super market who looked like bears, and one looked dead (to the right and upside down) but he was just taking a nap. These dogs are notorious for being just outside the market to get any snag of food they can, or perhaps a pat on the head. But if you ask Matt, do not run past them, or deem yourself being chased by a chunky husky. Ha!
Leaving day arrived and with little energy to spare after an eventful weekend, so we enjoyed each others company packing my life in two bags and taking a little stroll around town for lunch. Sushi was debated as a final meal; however I thought it best not to attempt raw fishery products before a long plane ride. So we settled for Chilean Pizza.
Arriving at the airport shortly thereafter, I felt the anxiousness and un-security arise of the journey I was in for. I suppose it was more the fact of having to say goodbye… again… to a partner and friend of five years, but still knowing in the back of my mind that it would only be two months this go around before Matt and I saw each other again- made me a bit at ease.
Holding back tears for the final hug and kiss goodbye, I turn away and head to the security checkpoint, a torrential “tear” fall commences and the security guards look at me like I’m crazy. I finally get on the plane, and all I want to do is sleep the pain away...
here are the dogs and a funny pic to end with on a somewhat happy note, but be sure to check out the picasa web album here of Chile and Argentina... let me know if you want to see more pics :)
http://picasaweb.google.com/gatesjulia/ChileAndArgentina#
Saturday, September 19, 2009
Visiting Matt in Chile again with a new ending destination...!
So, I depart October 20th, 2009 from Atlanta arrive Santiago, Chile where I will visit Matt, VE Global members and the wonderful girls at the orphanage... and I wanted to tell you about my last trip.
I can hardly try to explain the beauty and the culture of Chile but here is my attempt to. That being said I will refer you to Matt's blog which is far more elaborate in detail when needed. http://mumblinggringo.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html

These are the hills, elevation can change quickly and there are houses in every direction you look.
Matt and I looking down over the hills into the harbor/port. This was just outside a quaint little restaurant (balcony to the right) where we had lunch.

More pics and culture on Valpo here too: http://matt-suggett.blogspot.com/2009/08/valparaiso.html
Chiliean food (wow factor) is fantastic - but you have to be in the mood for it. I suppose it took me about three to four days to actually start to eat a chilean meal. I stuck to fruit, fruit bars, and a simple pasta. I suppose it might have been that I saw Matt eat an Empenada from a street vendor for breakfast consisting of meat, cheese and mushrooms - which he claimed was excellent and part of a daily diet - but I just couldn't do it. There is also a divine sweet little concoction that is a croissant roll with a honey peanut butter inside it. Muy Bueno.
I can hardly try to explain the beauty and the culture of Chile but here is my attempt to. That being said I will refer you to Matt's blog which is far more elaborate in detail when needed. http://mumblinggringo.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html
Upon stealth-fully scooping the three deep seats on the plane and making a pallet, I tried to get some sleep on my overnight flight to prepare for what would be an exhausting first day. As soon as Matt picked me up from the airport we hopped in a Taxi and went straight to work meeting up with VE members and Harvard exchange students, via a metro and autobus ride, painting the outside of a Shanty town preschool to help promote early childhood education and a positive safe place for the toddlers to be. More on the Toma here: http://matt-suggett.blogspot.com/2009/08/toma-poverty-shock.html
We also saw the ending to a 40 day protest of civilians living in the the city center river on the banks of one of the stinkiest rivers, literally.
Valpraiso is a small town built on hills/small mountains on the Pacific coast in a port which still has import and exportation regularly. It has grafiti art everywhere in the city combined with a mosaic of murals as well. It seems as if you pick a wall, and paint. It also has outside elevators if you will, called Acsensors in which case you pay a dollar (or close to equivalent to, if not less) to take a ride close to 85 degrees up a hill instead of climing hundreds of stairs or taking windy roads. These ascensors have been in use for decades and it gets a little shaky and nerve racking when the clicks and clanks sound like you could drop 100+ feet if anything were to break. This picture here is one of the ascensors we rode to the top of the hill. There are five total in Valpo, and Matt and I rode all five.

These are the hills, elevation can change quickly and there are houses in every direction you look.
Matt and I looking down over the hills into the harbor/port. This was just outside a quaint little restaurant (balcony to the right) where we had lunch.
More pics and culture on Valpo here too: http://matt-suggett.blogspot.com/2009/08/valparaiso.html
Chiliean food (wow factor) is fantastic - but you have to be in the mood for it. I suppose it took me about three to four days to actually start to eat a chilean meal. I stuck to fruit, fruit bars, and a simple pasta. I suppose it might have been that I saw Matt eat an Empenada from a street vendor for breakfast consisting of meat, cheese and mushrooms - which he claimed was excellent and part of a daily diet - but I just couldn't do it. There is also a divine sweet little concoction that is a croissant roll with a honey peanut butter inside it. Muy Bueno.
Which brings me to the language: Nothing like the espanol you hear when Latinos or Spaniards speak it. Chileans have their own dialect with slightly different sentence structures. Needless to say - my 5 years of Spanish studying it middle through college did little to nothing for me while I was in Chile. Minimal conversation could only be held and I still got it wrong. I am envious of Matt that he gets to practice the language everyday and live in its culture.
He is one of the persons who inspired me to take my next journey in life. Ladies and Gents, friends and fam, I am off to Australia. The Land Down Unda' has granted me a Working and Holiday Visa for one calendar year, where I will live and work on not only one of the Seven Natural Wonders of the World, it is also one of the Seven Underwater Wonders of the world...the Great Barrier Reef - ultimately to be on the water- near fish - and scuba dive.
More on Wonders of the World here: http://www.wonderclub.com/AllWorldWonders.html
More on the GB Reef here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Great_Barrier_Reef
Who would have thought that I would be the one to do this? Not me... but I do hope that from my inspirations to do this - I might in turn inspire someone else to do the same. So... you have to ask yourself - where do you want to go?
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Monday, August 24, 2009
Paul "effing" McCartney
I said I wanted to see Paul McCartney in concert when he came to Atlanta @ Peidmont Park, and I did...
Now when I say I went to the concert, ya- I went... I just wasn't inside the venue :). ha! On the outskirts of Peidmont Park there is plenty of grassy areas to plop a blanket and relax & listen to the music. I can tell you now that we were alot more comfortable in terms of the 60,000 "standing room/call your space with a blanket" only. Not that you needed a blanket to sit on because I would imagine everyone was on their feet the entire time Paul sang.


So here we are on our little part of lawn that is now drenched. After we dance to a few songs like... Jets, Hey Jude, Yesterday, Black Bird, Helter Skelter, Beep-Beep Beep-Beep, YA!, SGT. Pepper; (the list goes on...) we move around the outside of the park and walk down 10th and stand right behind the stage, we can see Paul on the big screen TV's -just barely, but still singing it up. So then we walk two more blocks to get a better vantage point/and or better sound quality in the back of someones yard.
In the Gates house - McCartney and Band on the Run was a road trip tradition. Everytime my parents and I would hitch up the boat or go on a little va-ca, we became "the band on the run". Not to mention the Beatles... hello?? Arguably one of the best bands ever to make music.
McCartney had not been Atlanta in over 40 years and he has been singing for nearly 45. This was a moment not to be passed up- by a long run.
This stage took two weeks to put together, they closed down 10th street which is no smal deal in A-town. PS> this is only 1/2 of it:
Now when I say I went to the concert, ya- I went... I just wasn't inside the venue :). ha! On the outskirts of Peidmont Park there is plenty of grassy areas to plop a blanket and relax & listen to the music. I can tell you now that we were alot more comfortable in terms of the 60,000 "standing room/call your space with a blanket" only. Not that you needed a blanket to sit on because I would imagine everyone was on their feet the entire time Paul sang.And it wouldn't be a true outside concert with out a tiny bit of rain. Well, luckly no thunder or lightning- so Paul sang on. All the guppies who thought they would melt left the venue, but a lot stuck around. What was a sprinkle turned into an absolute down poor. And we got wet... here we are when it started to rain in our little hippi fort:

And here we are dancing- IN THE RAIN, soaked!

So here we are on our little part of lawn that is now drenched. After we dance to a few songs like... Jets, Hey Jude, Yesterday, Black Bird, Helter Skelter, Beep-Beep Beep-Beep, YA!, SGT. Pepper; (the list goes on...) we move around the outside of the park and walk down 10th and stand right behind the stage, we can see Paul on the big screen TV's -just barely, but still singing it up. So then we walk two more blocks to get a better vantage point/and or better sound quality in the back of someones yard.We stayed there for the remainder of the concert until a little lady said we had to leave because we were on private property... so we totally walked right next door to someone elses lawn :) ha! She was like I"'m gonna call the cops," and we said - "go ahead, all of them are on duty for the concert, they're a little pre-occupied" PS>there are tons of peolple tresspassing tonight. (I didnt' really say it, but I was thinking that)
We stayed here for nearly another hour listening to the concert and the crowd sing, it was amazing. Then, when concert was nearly over, the excitment was just about to begin...
THE GRAND FINALLE.....
In these next epic moments you will hear my great friend Deborah talking to me while I am just standing there in awe and amazement. Forgive my video taking capabilities as even thought it is dark at the perfect possible moment, my camera lense points downward because I was waving to Sir Paul himself. After the concernt finished in a solid single encoure fashion- Paul dipped out. Where Deborah, her husband Jerome, and I were standing (in the woods behind someone's house with perfect amplification from the hundreds of speakers blaring into the crowd of 60,000 + on the Peidmont Great Lawn) the three of us were able to make a quick get away as well.
Sure enough, as we get ready to cross the street on Monroe a police escort turns onto Monroe from 10th. You will see the police and the black suburband immediately following. We thought he would be in the smaller car so you hear Deborah say "Wave Julia!" and we did... then we thought Paul was gone... but just beind the 'burban', the tour bus passed, and in blazing glory both arms stretched WAVING TO US from the front bus window is Sir Paul himself!!!!!!!!!!!! You can feel the excitment in our voice and in pure joy and happiness we couldn't help but laugh and I think Deborah shed a tear... :)
YES!!! HE WAVED AT US!! WE SAW SIR PAUL!!!!
Nothin' but smiles by the end of the night...

I feel I might have let down some of my readers, I posted on Twitter that I would curtsy if I ever saw McCartney- and in that split second I was completely abscent minded and was preoccupied waving :) ha. But I have curtsied at Prince Charles before!!! He totally nodded at me and I curtsied back :) That story for another day...
Truth: I would take a single encoure and a wave from one of the greatest Beatle legends who ever lived- any day.
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Thursday, August 6, 2009
My First Scuba Dive 8/5/09
My first interest in Scuba Diving evolved when I was at one of my favorite places in the world: the Georgia Aquarium. You see, the Ocean Voyager is one of the largest saltwater tanks on earth filled with 6 million gallons of water. Also "with 4,574 square feet of viewing windows, a 100-foot-long underwater tunnel, 185 tons of acrylic windows and the second largest viewing window in the world at 23 feet tall by 61 feet wide and 2 feet thick. No other aquarium in the world has ever attempted to manage the variety and size of fish in this major exhibit." Excerpt from the GA Aquarium website: http://www.georgiaaquarium.org/exploreTheAquarium/oceanVoyager.aspx
In this tank, which is practically the size of a regulation football field, you can Scuba Dive with some of the most gentle giants of the world such as: manta rays, whale sharks, tiger sharks, stink rays, giant groupers and much much more.
Upon one of my visits to the aquarium (after a aquiring my annual pass) I was enlightend to see that people were brushin hand to fin with these sea creatures. To see the divers in the tank looked like a tremendous experience.
You might be thinking to yourself, why would I want to scuba dive in an enclosed tank, when I could be scuba diving in the beautiful reefs of the world?
1. The aquarium is in my back yard, why not scuba there?
2. It is a tank where the fish swim around you - not away from you.
3. There is no current to fight with.
4. NO Great Whites!
So my mission began. I called around, spoke with a handful of Dive Masters to find out what the process was, and how I should begin. I was directed to Divers Supply in Marietta, GA. There, they offer a FREE introductory class every first and third Wednesday of the month. (Please call ahead to sign up for class, you can find more info here: http://www.divers-supply.com/Divers-Supply-Marietta-C118.aspx.)
My instructors Dick (Certified Dive Master) and Howard (Certified Dive Instructor) were more than helpful and kind. They were very informative and patient with our "Beginners and Introduction to Scuba" class of eight.
[If I wanted to embarrass myself just a little] Divers Supply sends out an invitation via Gmail to remind you when you class is. Neither I, nor my diving buddies (ie: Deborah and Brittiny) looked at the date on the email. We all totally showed up the last Wednesday of July excited and ready to go... well, needless to say I was very disappointed I didn't get to scuba dive that night. So we picked up our sad little hearts off the floor and trudged out of the shop. We readily showed up the next Wednesday, which would be the first Wednesday of August (which the email was confirming in the first place). What can I say - I was excited... so note to self, check all aspects of email confirmations.
So, here is the checklist for preparation of scuba class:
-Arrive one week early(by no means mandatory or even recommended). CHECK
- Eager - just a little? CHECK - CHECK
-Arrive on correct day? CHECK IT THRICE
Now we are back on schedule:
Day of:
The instruction first starts out with basics; safety, equipment and predatory knowledge. After we pick out a mask ("they are not goggles" as Dick says), fins, BCD which is your Buoyancy Control Device (ie: the jacket that holds the heart of your equipment), and the regulator - we were ready to get into the water.
At this point my adrenalin starts picking up, I am so excited.
Then, we learned how to assist our partner in putting the equipment on- as it is easier to do that in the water since the tank is so heavy. You can see the equipment here sitting on the outside edge of the pool.
Once we got the BCD's on we were able to breathe through our regulators above water. It is very easy to breathe - but foreign as you are relying something else for air supply. Lets face it - thats Scuba.
Now its time to go underwater.
Task 1: Just Breathe
In this portion of the class we stay in the four foot shallow end. In a semi-circle we all put our regulators in our mouths above water, started to breathe, and went underwater... This was SO cool, so surreal and so bizarre. I am actually breathing underwater (LIKE A FISH!). The idea is to just sit down in the shallow end and relax, and get use to the feeling. This also tests your buoyancy too to see if you are a natural floater, sinker, or just neutral. To help me sink, or a gadget that can help regulate how fast you descend or ascend is my BCD jacket. I can inflate it with air and deflate it at a touch of a button.


Task 2: The Basic Hand Signals
-Thumbs down - lets go deeper
-Thumbs up- lets go higher
-OK sign (as shown to the right) - means I am good, I can breathe, and this is SWEET
After a few minutes of acclimating to being underwater and breathing seeing air bubbles float up in front of your face, looking around at other people that are breathing with you under water, we get a thumbs up to come up out of water to learn the next task.
Task 2: How To Take Out Our Mouth Piece (the regulator):

In a circumstance of your partner running out of air, to smile for a picture, or if the piece fell or got pulled out of your mouth by accident, you would be able to put it back in without sucking in a bunch of water that would then be in the mouth piece.
[Think about it] You could be 130 below sea level and your mouthpiece falls out... this is what you would do...
There is a button on the outside of the mouthpiece that you push and it blows the water out of it so you can put it back in your mouth. You can also breathe out whatever air you have left in your lungs to push out any water in the mouth piece, but it is very weird because when you go to breathe again, I thought I was going to suck in some H2O - that would be bad - but that doesn't happen. Sometimes there is a little water left in the mouthpiece, but you try and breathe in really slow to begin with until you know there is no water left in the mouthpiece. For the most part the magic button to get water out does the trick. Literally. Amazing.
Task 3:
How do you find the mouthpiece if it falls out, gets knocked out, or its your turn to breathe? Put your right hand straight down by your side. Swoop it backward, lift in an upward motion, then move your arm toward the front of your body. Pretty much move your right arm from 6:00 to 9:00 COUNTER Clockwise. These are all simple recovery tasks, but they are a must know and it helps to learn about your equipment.
Task 4: Read Gauge
Task 4: Read Gauge

The gauge is on the bottom left of my BCD jacket. There are two gages, the top one exemplifies the depth I reached and the bottom shows how the PSI and air remaining in my tank.
[FYI] You should always head back to the boat when approaching 500 PSI for safety reasons.
This is Howard signaling to me and asking how much air I had left in my tank. I signal back pulsing a number 5 on my right hand three times equaling 15, then showed a number 2 with my hand, totalling to 17. Translation: add two zeros to get the PSI - so I was at 1700 PSI. A lot of breathing time left...and I took advantage of it!
NOW: TIME TO HAVE FUN!!!!!!! ONLY IF YOU HADN'T STARTED ALREADY!!!! (Which I had)
We moved from the 4 foot shallow end to the 10 foot deep end. We were able to swim around willingly, explore depths and play with Frisbees and torpedos. We threw the toys back and forth and made games out of it. There was even a small reef to explore :)
And I tell you what, if you hadn't been in a 10 ft. deep in a pool for a while you have to take your time and equalize when you swim. This is how the BCD jacket helps. I was able to let little bits of air out of it at a time allowing me to sink 1-3 feet, swim around, equalize, then do it again, release air, sink and equalize. This is major for scuba divers, you have to take your time as the pressure affects your body, lungs, and ears.
Its reciprocal is an airplane flight. One may swallow, pop your ears, or move your jaw because pressure is releasing from your body outward. When you are underwater, it is opposite. Your body is being compressed by denser waters. Plus, if you came up from 100 feet of water to quickly, you lungs could implode=bad news. This is a very cautious and dangerous sport and one can not abuse the basics.
So that in mind - I played frisbee, had fun, and swam like a fish!! Check it out:
Frisbee catch
Frisbee throw
A weightless abyss, flipping turning, and being upside down.
I can not exemplify how much fun I had an how much I would recommend anyone to take an introductory course on scuba diving.
Mark my words: I will scuba in the GA aquarium one day...
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