It’s been over a month since I returned from Scotland and have discovered that I am past the point of being able to blog the pictures effectively. So here are the highlights.
I am a single woman and I like to travel. Nothing too exotic so far, just the usual places on everyone’s bucket list. Because the world is big and I only have so much vacation time (and there are several places I return to again and again), the decision factors are Cost and Safety. Tour groups are great for safety if you are going someplace for the first time, but the “single supplement” often makes it cost prohibitive. The hospitality industry has made great strides in catering to singletons, but it is still easier to manage travel in pairs. In fact, there are a couple of tour groups that were created to solve this problem – they manage guided tours for women and will hook you up with a traveling partner. I still might do that someday.
Last winter, my friend K posted a question on Facebook:
Can a single woman go to the Caribbean for Spring Break and feel safe without spending a fortune? There was a really good discussion thread that concluded..not really. I lamented that she is on a school district schedule, or I’d invite her to winter vacation with me. But late February is as long as I can wait before getting cabin fever in Chicago.
This past Spring, I decided to plan a trip to Europe and I immediately thought of K. We went to high school together, and I can’t say we were particularly tight; “inside school friends” as opposed to “neighborhood friends”. But I’ve always liked her and she has the same problem I have and she lives in the next town over and why in hell haven’t I seen her in 20 years?
So I sent her a message with my thinking and asked if she wanted to have coffee and talk it over. She agreed and we met on a Sunday at the coffee shop in our hometown.
We didn’t shut up for three hours.
Then we traded messages about places we thought we’d want to go and found plenty of common ground. We found flights and hotels and sketched out an itinerary. We’re going to do this.
I really love Facebook.
At a conference last week, I walked in to the hospitality suite to find a group watching Fox News. I almost turned around and left. Somehow, I landed in a discussion about gun control that led to my feverishly Googling for statistics on my phone while my friend Tim did the same on his. I couldn’t find the chart I wanted, so I asked Facebook.
The immediate response from my friends was Get. Out. Of that. Discussion. But Bill found it for me:
Then my friend Steve, a conservative and a scholar, asked me to consider this one:
Which, of course, did not help my argument.
I went several rounds with Tim that night over statistics and several more with Steve the next day on a topic where people are unbelievably entrenched. With Tim, I had to concede that you can generally find statistics to prove anything you want. With Steve, I had to concede that statistics generally don’t prove Cause and Effect. But I left both of those discussions feeling good and believing that there are plenty of people on the other side of this issue that are also trying to be thoughtful and realistic and engaged. Here are my conclusions:
Sometime online, during the election primaries, I was on a thread about how the world is not going to end if “the other one” is elected. No one is really moving to Canada and Texas isn’t actually going to secede from the Union. We’d better find a way to work things out.
I believe I have mentioned that my Awesome Employer sets aside budget money each year for every department to have a group outing. They always involve food and generally involve an activity of some kind. This year, Lisa suggested Cook Cork & Fork, a place in Palatine that teaches groups to cook and then everyone stuffs their faces.
Groups are offered a variety of seasonal menus. Since Lisa and I are the pickiest eaters, process of elimination led us to the Italian menu. Chicken Marsala, herb risotto, grilled vegetables, and tiramisu.
I have been to several places that do cooking classes – which is weird since I really do not cook at home – and the difference with this place was that there was no Front of the Room Demo. We were split into groups and told what to do. I snagged the tiramisu. It was a job so easy that..it was like the first time I saw guacamole made table-side. That’s all there is to it? And they charge what? The most difficult thing is blending the mascarpone and cream just until it is smooth, because if you over blend, it will curdle. And that would suck. But it was so easy and people make such a big deal out of it. The lady fingers are dipped into a mixture of espresso and Kahlua and then you layer it up and put it in the refrigerator.
Then I went to watch the rest of my group. They had finished their prep and were on to cooking up the dishes.
I somehow missed taking pictures of the final products. Except for my tiramisu.
There was plenty of what I call Adult Supervision and everything turned out great. In addition to group events, Cook Cork & Fork has regularly scheduled events for individuals or small groups. They are located in Palatine and I can happily recommend them to grown ups in the Northwest suburbs looking for something to do together.
You might know that I have been vacationing in Hawaii – the Big Island – for the past several winters. And I plan to continue doing so until I run out of miles, points, and money. With each trip, I stay on the Kona side and take a day trip to Volcanoes National Park. Because it is a volcano. And it is active. And that is cool. This is the view from one of my favorite lookout points:
When you walk up to that ledge, and look down, you can see a great big, flat surface of lava rock. And depending on the weather, there are hikers down there. The first time I saw it, I went right back to the car to look at the map and try to figure out how to drive down. I couldn’t figure it out. It took two more trips (there’s other stuff to see!) before I realized that the only way down there is to hike it – the Kilauea Iki Trail. And of course, if you hike down there, you have to hike all the way back up.
This year, I looked at the map and read the stats: four miles and 400 feet – which doesn’t sound bad at all. The catch was “moderate to challenging”. The estimated time to hike the loop is two to three hours. I had one bottle of water and one package of trail mix. It was 10am, the sun was shining and I had stopped to pee a half hour before.
I went for it.
Obviously, the climb back up is physically more difficult. But mentally, when one might still change one’s mind…the entire climb down, there was an argument in my head:
Voice 1: It’s not too late to turn back.
Voice 2: Shut up.
Voice 1: You’re old, you’re fat, you’re out of shape. You think one yoga class a week makes you a hiker?
Voice 2: …..
Voice 1: Look at this pre-Columbian staircase! If your mother could see this…
Voice 2: (starts taking steps two at a time)… (Not really)
Voice 1: You’re going to pass out! In public!
Voice 2: It wouldn’t be the first time! Wouldn’t even be the first time in a National Park!
Strictly speaking, that second part isn’t true, either. But you get the idea.
And then, I was at the bottom of the lava lake.
The trail is not difficult to follow, once you figure out which “stacked rocks” you are supposed to follow. And once you’re at the bottom, there is nothing to do but keep going. I did see a couple of fools hiking around in flip-flops, though. And you know what? The climb back up was not a problem. I turned back for a last look before leaving the rock and getting back on the dirt trail, and I realized that I’d already been climbing. I was all, “That must have been 100 feet! Only 300 more!” It was probably less than half that, but whatever. The steepest part of the climb was more of a natural ramp than stairs, so I picked the right direction for my loop.
This was easily in the Top 10 Best Things I Have Ever Done on Vacation. For 1.4 seconds, I considered taking a selfie. I’m totally doing it again next year.
(Note to self: Parked at the first lot, as opposed to the Lava Tube lot. And turned right, away from the Lava Tube.)
In my continuing mission (or little project) to determine which bath products can be efficiently made at home, I decided to take a shot at the exfoliators. After making hand soap, it seemed like it would be simple enough to find a decent formula and my aesthetician says it will help with leg waxes if I exfoliate more often.
The ones I have used are generally based in some kind of oil and use either sugar or salt in various concentrations to slough off dead skin in the shower. After spending some time on Pinterest, I found that it really is that I already have all of the ingredients for a basic formula in the house:
Sugar – Plain white granulated
Obviously, there are plenty of fancier ones, with Vitamin E and other types of oil, or raw sugar, but this was good enough for a first try. I’m sorry I can’t tell you exactly how much oil I used with the sugar, because it was a bit of a “whatever is left in the jar” experiment. But since I like my scrubs more grainy and less oily, I’m sure it was more that 50/50 in favor of the sugar.
So I stirred the sugar into a bunch of coconut oil.. The biggest trick was to break up the clumps of coconut oil without touching, and therefore melting it. When it was good and blended, I dropped in some scented oils. Two parts lemongrass, one part orange, if I remember correctly – citrusy goodness. Gently stirred it a bit longer and then spooned the mixture into my containers. I had a small mason jar handy and also washed out an old travel sized scrub container from The Body Shop.
Result: my mother loved it, but suggested that if we used a bit of Castile Soap in the mixture, it would feel less greasy. Yeah. Danger of slipping if used in the shower straight up.
Other recipes I have seen use honey, or lemon/lime/orange zest in the mix. Some have even used coarsely ground coffee beans. But this was a good enough start that I don’t think I need to buy this stuff commercially anymore. Win.