tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-362763682024-03-14T00:44:33.270-07:00Travel With EmilyEmilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04320363326071552434noreply@blogger.comBlogger516125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36276368.post-15903779846790613282012-02-18T14:33:00.000-08:002012-02-18T14:33:16.361-08:00Reminder: I've MovedTravel With Emily has moved!! Come see me over at my new home: <a href="http://travelwithemily.wordpress.com/">http://travelwithemily.wordpress.com/</a>Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04320363326071552434noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36276368.post-30811320317897231362012-02-02T21:18:00.000-08:002012-02-02T21:18:54.731-08:00Travel With Emily is MovingMy blog is moving to <a href="http://travelwithemily.wordpress.com/">http://travelwithemily.wordpress.com/</a>!! Please update your bookmarks, links, etc.<br />
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<br />I got a new phone. What does that have to do with my blog moving? Well, apparently my super new cool phone sucked up all my photos from my blog (how did they get there in the first place?!) and when I tried to get rid of them off my phone it actually got rid of them off my blog. Which, how? Why? I felt like crying buckets of tears. Years of pictures gone. Fortunately (for me) I had been contemplating a move to wordpress already and had imported most of my posts (complete with pictures) so all is not lost. Whew!! Now I only have to fix a few posts rather than hundreds! Of course there is probably an easier way to fix everything but we're going with this.<br />
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All that to say I'm moving!! Be patient with me as I get used to wordpress (any tips out there from wordpress users would be appreciated!). And see you over at the new <a href="http://travelwithemily.wordpress.com/">http://travelwithemily.wordpress.com/</a> <br />
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I hate change - a new phone and a new blog site?! This might be a rough week!!</div>Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04320363326071552434noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36276368.post-8525877213720673672012-01-25T08:00:00.000-08:002012-01-25T08:00:02.657-08:00Off to NeverlandSo here we are, on the eve of my trip to Disneyland for the Tinker Bell Half. I'm nervous and excited. And really hoping I don't forget anything! Especially my costume! :)<br />
My goals for this race:<br />
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<li>As usual, to finish</li>
<li>To finish in under 3 hours and 30 minutes</li>
<li>To finish in under 3 hours and 15 minutes</li>
<li>To finish in under 3 hours (shh, this is the secret goal)</li>
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My nervousness is probably outweighing anything right now. I am not nearly as trained as I would like to be (but isn't the saying better to be undertrained than overtrained?). I knew a race at the end of January would be tough due to a crazy work schedule. But I didn't expect the crazy work schedule to get as crazy as it did. I also couldn't have predicted the snowpocalypse. And I haven't really done any hills in the last month either. All that being said, I'm still excited. I will finish. If I have to walk most of it, I will finish (oh wait, that was what I did on my recent <a href="http://travelwithemily.blogspot.com/2012/01/run-110-quantity-over-quality.html">12 miles</a>! After that debacle, what is 1.1 more measly miles?).<br />
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And how do I get to Neverland? I'll just think of a wonderful thought (any happy little thought?), sprinkle some Pixie Dust, and off to Neverland I go!! Second star to the right and straight on for 13.1 miles! :) <br />
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P.S. Check out my <a href="http://www.healthydisney.com/2012/01/25/i-tink-i-can/">guest post</a> on <a href="http://www.healthydisney.com/">Healthy Disney</a> today! </div>Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04320363326071552434noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36276368.post-39641133028095233012012-01-24T21:00:00.000-08:002012-01-25T06:27:52.009-08:00My Travel ABC'sI saw <a href="http://noapathyallowed.com/">Mandi's</a> <a href="http://noapathyallowed.com/2012/01/24/my-travel-abcs/">ABC travel list</a> and was immediately inspired! So here's a little ABC on my travels!<br />
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<b>Age you went on your first international trip. </b><br />
From early on in life I talked about going to Paris. I can remember being 7 or 8 and saving my allowance for my Paris trip. I didn't actually leave the country (unless you count Canada but back then you didn't need a passport so I'm not counting it) until I was 20 when I visited my college roommate in London (she was doing a study abroad program). I didn't make it to Paris until after I graduated from college.<br />
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<b>Best (foreign) beer you’ve had and where.</b><br />
I'm not a huge beer drinker but I have to say Kolsch in Cologne and most recently the fruity beers I had in Belgium are probably my favorite. Oh, but wait! I'm forgetting my all-time favorite! And I've only found this in the UK - cider with black currant (I think it's called a snake bite). Delicious! Funny about this drink? When one of my co-workers ordered it for me, they had to qualify it was for a girl. Cider is like beer, right? <br />
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<b>Cuisine (favorite).</b><br />
I'm sure this comes as quite a shock, but Italian!! If I were ever to write a travel book it would be filled with pizzerias (and gelato and cappuccinos!).<br />
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<b>Destinations, favorite, least favorite and why.</b><br />
I have lots of favorites, but probably my number one favorite is London. I'm definitely an Anglophile and have been most of my life. Plus as soon as I get to London I feel like I'm home. Least favorite? A few years ago it would have been Venice, hands down. I went for the first time in the middle of summer and it was so hot and super smelly. But then a few years ago I went back (in the winter) and it was much better but still not in my top ten.<br />
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<b>Event you experienced abroad that made you say “wow”.</b><br />
I had a hard time with this one... Although I would probably say the view from the airplane on my first trip into London. Looking down as the plane came in for a landing I knew I had found my second home.<br />
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<b>Favorite mode of transportation.</b><br />
I love the metro. While I was living in London I got so used to being able to take the Tube pretty much anywhere I needed. Add in another brief stint in Bonn and using their metro. A close second would be trains. I really do enjoy a good train ride.<br />
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<b>Greatest feeling while traveling.</b><br />
Getting to learn about a new place and experiencing new things.<br />
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<b>Hottest place you’ve traveled to.</b><br />
So this probably isn't the hottest place I traveled to but it is the one that stands out. My first time to Italy was in the middle of July and being from the Pacific Northwest I had never really experienced heat and humidity until then. It stuck out because when I got home from this trip I was moving to Houston (where it was hot and humid) and I just kept thinking how am I ever going to survive living in weather like this.<br />
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<b>Incredible service you’ve experienced and where.</b><br />
Jana & I have experienced a couple of great waiters (one in London, one in Vienna, and one in Zagreb) and I think my favorite was the one in Vienna who gave us Hotel Sacher pens (we were eating in the hotel cafe).<br />
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<b>Journey that took the longest.</b><br />
I think one of my trips home from Bonn I had to transfer a couple of times and I think a plane was delayed. It just seemed to take forever before I finally got home.<br />
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<b>Keepsake from your travels.</b><br />
I love <a href="http://travelwithemily.blogspot.com/2011/10/postcards-from-moi.html">postcards</a>!!! I send most of them out, but I usually keep one or two. My other keepsake would be magnets. <br />
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<b>Let-down sight, why and where.</b><br />
<a href="http://travelwithemily.blogspot.com/2007/06/mad-lis.html">El Greco's</a> house in Toledo, Spain - it might not have been a let down, but I wouldn't know since we never found it!! We searched and searched but to no avail.<br />
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<b>Moment where you fell in love with travel.</b><br />
I'd probably have to go back to the plane landing in London on my first ever trip. Although hearing my parents talk about their official honeymoon (they bicycled around Europe for two months) probably instilled a love of travel in me from very early on.<br />
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<b>Nicest hotel you’ve stayed in.</b><br />
I don't know - it was probably a work hotel but I'm not remembering any that stand out so maybe the hotel in Budapest (it was brand new and gorgeous!).<br />
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<b>Obsession—what are you obsessed with taking pictures of while traveling?</b><br />
I love taking pictures!! This might be a tie between food (especially cappuccinos) and doors.<br />
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<b><span style="background-color: white;">Passport stamps, how many and from where?</span></b><span style="background-color: white;"> </span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;">From my latest passport, I have 32 stamps (UK, Ireland, Germany, Croatia, Greece, Mexico, Austria, and Italy and a few others that I can't read what the stamp says).</span><br />
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<b><span style="background-color: white;">Quirkiest attraction you’ve visited and where.</span></b><br />
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<span style="background-color: white;">I'm totally copying Mandi on this one but the catacombs in Paris. Similarly the crypt of the Cappuccin monks in Rome. Lots of bones, some just stacked, some artfully arranged.</span><br />
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<b><span style="background-color: white;">Recommended sight, event or experience.</span></b></div>
<span style="background-color: white;">I don't know if I can narrow this down - Tower of London is probably one of my favorite places to visit as is the Eiffel Tower.</span><br />
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<b><span style="background-color: white;">Splurge; something you have no problem forking over money for while traveling.</span></b><br />
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<span style="background-color: white;">So I'm going to copy Mandi again on this one and say food. You have to eat, and why not enjoy it! :)</span><br />
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<b><span style="background-color: white;">Touristy thing you’ve done.</span></b></div>
<span style="background-color: white;">You name it, I've done it! :) Disneyland Paris, maybe? Or the Eiffel Tower? The Colosseum? Taking pictures of everything and anything? Oh, I've got loads of examples.</span><br />
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<b><span style="background-color: white;">Unforgettable travel memory.</span></b><br />
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<span style="background-color: white;">The ruined Moorish Castle in Sintra, Portugal. We climbed all over the ruins and just had a grand old time.</span></div>
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<b><span style="background-color: white;">Visas, how many and for where?</span></b></div>
<span style="background-color: white;">I don't think I've had any visas - but I have had 2 work permits - one for when I was in London and one for when I was in Bonn, Germany.</span><br />
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<b><span style="background-color: white;">Wine, best glass of wine while traveling and where?</span></b><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: black;"> </span></span><br />
<b></b><span style="background-color: white;">I think when my colleagues took me to a winery near Bonn. I don't remember the name of it.</span><span style="background-color: white; color: black;"> </span><br />
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<b><span style="background-color: white;">eXcellent view and from where?</span></b><br />
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<span style="background-color: white;">The London Eye - looking out over Parliament. It's just like the Peter Pan ride! Only for real! :) Cabo da Roca in Portugal - the most western part of Europe - looking out and seeing nothing but ocean for miles and miles. Oh, and how could I forget? The view from our own private terrace at our hotel in Lisbon. The view was nice, but having our breakfast every morning and enjoying the view was fantastic!!</span> <span style="background-color: white;"> </span> <br />
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<b><span style="background-color: white;">Years spent traveling?</span></b></div>
<b></b><span style="background-color: white;">Since that fateful trip to London way back in 1997, I don't think I've stopped traveling!</span> <span style="background-color: white;"> </span> <b><span style="background-color: white;"> </span></b><br />
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<b><span style="background-color: white;">Zealous sports fans and where?</span></b> <span style="background-color: white;">Hm, this would have to be a toss up between the Germans and the Brits. Both are pretty zealous.</span>Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04320363326071552434noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36276368.post-25803244695272940292012-01-22T17:31:00.000-08:002012-01-22T19:42:32.093-08:00Run #1.10 Quantity over QualityThis could also be called the "it wasn't pretty but I survived" run. Or actually walk as it turned out to be. I didn't think a run could be much worse than last week's <a href="http://travelwithemily.blogspot.com/2012/01/run-19-beware-snowpocalypse.html">snow filled run</a> but I was wrong. Take a path filled with icy, slushy mess, add in hail and wind and you get a recipe for disaster. <br />
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But let's start at the beginning. I had 12 miles on the docket for today. I had hoped the promised rain would have swept through and melted the snow off the path. I wasn't sure where would be the best place to run but I figured my normal trail was as good as any. I arrived and was greeted with sloppy, slushy, icy remnants of snow covering the path. It was quite slippery and I started off nice and slow. It did cross my mind that I should take this inside and on the treadmill, but I quickly said no as I can't imagine doing 12 miles on a treadmill. (More power to those who can!)<br />
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It finally cleared out enough that I didn't have to watch each step. Of course it was around this time when I swear it started hailing. Ugh - hail, really? After a long stretch of good path, it started getting worse. And worse. I was walking on the grass at this point, as it was much easier to keep my balance and not slip. I finally turned around when I didn't see it was going to get any better. <br />
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I really hadn't run very much at this point, thinking it was much safer to walk. When I got back to the most clear part of the path, I doubled back and made up my missing mileage, running where I could. I had about 2 miles left when the wind started up. Sure why not? It was a strong cross-wind. And I was so done at that point. I gave up any pretense of trying to run. I was ready to sit down on the path and cry. Except then I would have been even more wet than I already was. I was wet, cold, and in pain. Only two miles left, only two miles left kept running through my head. I got to the last messy, really ice patch and slowed down considerably. And I could feel my body shutting down. Finally, mercifully I was done. These weren't the best miles I've done, but I'm hoping getting 12 miles in, regardless of the type of miles, will help.<br />
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In the good news category? I finished (barely) in under 3 hours which was my goal. And helps with my confidence for next week. Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04320363326071552434noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36276368.post-42970149923895019922012-01-20T10:23:00.000-08:002012-02-02T12:34:35.805-08:00Five Senses FridayIt's been awhile since I've done one of these and even though this one will be dominated with the sights and sounds of the snowpocalypse turned icepocalypse, I thought it might be fun anyway. <br />
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<b>Seeing</b><br />
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<li>Winter Wonderland everywhere</li>
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<b>Hearing</b><br />
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<li>Tree branches cracking and breaking under the strain of the ice and snow<b> </b></li>
<li>ETA: At my massage I was told I had well developed calf muscles! Nice!<b> </b> </li>
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<b>Tasting</b> <br />
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<li>I made some more <a href="http://travelwithemily.blogspot.com/2012/01/red-lentil-soup.html">Red Lentil Soup</a> because a snow day sounds like a soup day to me!</li>
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<b>Smelling</b><br />
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<li>Hot Chocolate <b> </b> </li>
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<b>Feeling</b> <br />
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<li>Wishing for spring to be right around the corner!! (And might I add a tad FREAKED out by the fact the Tinker Bell half is a mere 9 days away!!!)</li>
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The silver lining in this craziness? The accomplishment of <a href="http://travelwithemily.blogspot.com/p/34-things.html">#15 on my 34 Things List</a> - no TV for an entire week. Check. Okay, so it wasn't on purpose, but I'm still counting it! :)<br />
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I got out of my car and felt the wind immediately so I grabbed my hat and gloves and was off. Song #1 shuffled on my iPod? A High School Musical song. Same with #2 and #3. For a second there I thought I might have just hit play and we were going in alaphbetical order. But then All Saints and Spice Girls were songs #4 and #5 so it was just a coincidence. I think there ended up being several more High School Musical songs throughout the run.<br />
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<li>January: I had a hard time finding a January picture, but here's one of the Space Needle</li>
<li>February: Kathy & me having fun at Reese's birthday party</li>
<li>March: Having fun with the fishies in Honolulu</li>
<li>April: Nilufer & my feet with the tulips</li>
<li>May: Doe a deer, a female deer - in Salzburg, exploring the Sound of Music sights</li>
<li>June: Me & Michelle at WDW</li>
<li>July: Me & my brother-in-law about to go sailing</li>
<li>August: Finishing the Seattle Danskin Sprint Tri</li>
<li>September: Lining up with the walkers to start the You Go Girl Half Marathon</li>
<li>October: Jessica, the Evil Queen, and me at Mickey's Not So Scary</li>
<li>November: Jana & me enjoying lunch in Brussels</li>
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I still haven't figured out how to do intervals on my watch (probably because I haven't spent any time trying to figure it out!) so at the start of every song I ran for one minute. My knee is still doing good. I'll have to figure out a good interval. It'll probably still be heavily weighted on the walking, but it is nice to be running.<br />
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And guess what was in the mail when I got home from my run? My Tinker Bell tutu!! I'm just about set with my outfit now.<br />
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Hope everyone had a Merry Christmas!!Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04320363326071552434noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36276368.post-22440894536948288962011-12-23T08:30:00.000-08:002011-12-23T08:30:02.274-08:00Five Senses FridayIt has been a blink and you'll miss it last couple of weeks!! When I say work has gotten a tad hectic, I might be understating it slightly. But it's Christmas and things are always much cheerier with Christmas music in the background.<br />
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<li><b> </b>Super cool Christmas cards from <a href="http://23imaginaryfriends.blogspot.com/p/holiday-card-exchange.html">Team Donner</a> which of course makes me feel on the lame side since I had grand ideas but ran out of time to implement them and just sent a card. There is always next year, right? I will redeem myself next year.</li>
<li>CINDERELLA!!! On Wednesday night I went to see Rodgers & Hammerstein's Cinderella at the 5th Ave. No singing mice, but still a fantastic show. I just want to be an extra in that show so I can wear one of the pretty dresses. And I so should have worn my tiara. </li>
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<li><b> </b>Do you ever have one of those weeks where you just keep making mistake after mistake and really want to either start the week over or hurry through it so you can be done and pretend it never happened? Yeah, that's my week. I don't like making mistakes. And then I obsess over them. </li>
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<b>Tasting</b><br />
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<li>Christmas goodies, but my favorite was the gingerbread cake at Earl's. Deliciousness!!<b> </b> </li>
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<li>Bells<b> </b><b> </b></li>
<li>The announcement from <a href="http://espnwwos.disney.go.com/sports/rundisney">runDisney</a><b> </b>about bringing back the Tower of Terror but instead of 13Ks it will be 10 miles! Intriguing...but even more intriguing is the fact that it will push back the Wine & Dine to early November which means it is a way more realistic race for me to do. But I can't do both.. Decisions, decisions... </li>
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Similar to the Twilight books, I had somewhat resisted reading The Hunger Games. But I kept hearing more and more people singing the praises of the books so I borrowed the first book from Jessica with the intention of reading on the plane to Houston. That didn't happen. I arrived in Houston and went to see Breaking Dawn with Michelle and Khrissy and guess what preview was played? You guessed it! The Hunger Games! It piqued my interest. And so I read it on my way home from Houston. I really enjoyed it!! (I'm so Team Peeta, in case you were wondering.) I quickly borrowed books 2 and 3 from Jessica and read Catching Fire on my way to Vegas and most of Mockingjay on my way home from Vegas.<br />
<br />Part of the reason I was initially resisting reading this series was I thought it would be too much like Lord of the Flies, which I was not a fan of at all. But Katniss drew me into her world and I eagerly started the second book and then the third becoming attached to the characters. (Let me just say there is a huge benefit to waiting to start a series until all the books are out. No waiting to read the next book!!) <br />
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And now I can't wait to watch the movie!!<br />
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(I did briefly think about counting these as three different books, but they'll only count as one book for purposes of my <a href="http://travelwithemily.blogspot.com/p/34-things.html">34 Things</a> list.)Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04320363326071552434noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36276368.post-49187493469015199562011-12-20T08:00:00.000-08:002011-12-20T08:00:07.224-08:0034 Things: Tales of a Female Nomad<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Jana gave me this book to read. It is written by a woman who, on the verge of divorce, decided to explore the world. The book chronicles the beginning of her nomadic life, with stops in South America, Bali, Israel, New Zealand and even Seattle (and a few other stops as well). It was really interesting to read her experiences. And I was impressed she just picked up and left. I don't know that I could do that. It's been so long since I've read something autobiographical, and it was neat to read her viewpoint and thoughts.Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04320363326071552434noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36276368.post-41792586353983294932011-12-19T08:00:00.000-08:002011-12-19T11:47:06.627-08:00From Z(agreb) to B(russels) Part IIRemember way back when I was on vacation? It seems so long ago! Finally I'm getting around to the second half of the trip. Missed the first part? Check it out <a href="http://travelwithemily.blogspot.com/2011/11/from-zagreb-to-brussels-part-i.html">here</a>. <br />
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<b>Day 6</b><br />
The alarm went off way too early. When we booked the plane tickets, it seemed like a good idea. Plus it was the only direct flight from Zagreb to Brussels. But when the alarm went off, it was not feeling like a good idea. We put the finishing touches on our packing and started lugging our suitcases down the two flights of stairs. As soon as I got into the taxi I realized I had forgotten to give my postcards to the hotel clerk to mail. But guess what? There was a post office at the airport! Hooray!<br />
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The flight was uneventful. I tried to to sleep but settled for keeping my eyes closed and drifting in and out of wakefulness.<br />
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We landed in Brussels and passport control took forever but finally we were in a taxi heading for our hotel. The sight that greeted us outside our hotel was the beginnings of a Christmas market! Unfortunately it seems we were about a week too early for Christmas and Christmas markets - decorations were up or being set up but not turned on. <br />
The hotel clerk checked us in and told us we were in the Istanbul room. We stepped inside of the room and found out why - the room even had a hookah pipe! Instantly the song of the trip became Istanbul (Not Constantinople). In fact, it's still in my head! We started calling it our Cave of Wonders room. Or our Princess Jasmine room.<br />
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It was by now definitely lunch time! We ended up at a seafood restaurant across the square from our hotel. Our waiter was awesome! I had salmon, which was good. But dessert was DELICIOUS!! It was my first exposure to speculoos, a type of gingerbread, but my dessert was in ice cream form. Yum!! And shockingly this was to be my only ice cream of the trip. I know, right? Me, the queen of gelato. It was just too cold.<br />
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Our next stop was Church of Ste. Catherine, which was just a block from our hotel. The church was completely under construction. From there we walked to the Grand Place, which is a super cool. I really like this square. Since we were there, we visited the City Museum, which was inside the King's House. The top floor held a collection of Manneken-Pis costumes. That little statue has lots and lots of costumes!!<br />
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We wandered around a little bit more, poking our heads into chocolate, lace, tapestry and beer stores before walking over to see Manneken-Pis himself. And then it was dinner time. We found a little pizzeria close to our hotel (delicious!) and then headed back to the hotel for an early night.<br />
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<b>Day 7</b><br />
We slept in a little and then had the joy of using our Princess Jasmine shower (oh how I missed our Zagreb shower). It was on the small side which wouldn't have been too bad except the shower head was right in the middle. And it was sort of at a slant so everything kept sliding. <br />
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Breakfast was a decent spread. And they had a make your own cappuccino machine! And remember that delicious gingerbread ice cream? They had it in a spread which tasted fantastic on toast!<br />
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We set off to explore Brussels. We walked through the Grand Place up to St. Michael's Cathedral. This is where the royals are married and buried. <br />
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From there we walked up to the Upper Town and went through the BELvue Museum, which went through Belgium history (from 1830 to the present day) as well as a look at the kings. In 1830, Belgium gained independence from the Netherlands. Underneath the BELvue Museum were the remains of a 12th century palace which we explored as well.<br />
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Our tummies were telling us it was time to eat, so we had lunch at the restaurant at the top of the Museum of Musical Instruments. The view was nice and the food was good. The menu was all in French and Dutch so we had to guess a little but I ended up with a curry chicken which I enjoyed.<br />
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Next up was the Magritte Museum - Rene Magritte was a surrealist painter. I wasn't sure what to expect with a surrealist painter, but I enjoyed the museum, much more than I expected to. It was a good mix of paintings and letters and photos from his life.<br />
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We explored a bit more, did some shopping and by then it was dinner time. We had crepes for dinner! Yum!! It was a super tiny little restaurant, but very good. And I had peach beer which was delicious. I am not much of a beer drinker (I just don't like the taste) but this peach beer was something else. So good!!<br />
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<b>Day 8</b><br />
After breakfast at the hotel, we took the metro to the train station and caught a train to Brugge (about an hour or so away). For their honeymoon, my parents had bicycled around Europe. One of the places they had gone to was Brugge and some of the photos they had taken in Brugge are still hanging up in their house. So of course I wanted to go! I had been to Brugge once before and was blown away by its charm so I was eager to go back.<br />
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We arrived in Brugge and didn't read Rick's instructions close enough and the 4 minute bus ride we thought we were taking into town turned into a 34 minute bus ride. Darn! Guess it would have been better to take the 20 minute stroll into town. But we made it to the Market Square to find more preparations for a Christmas market.<br />
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We started following Rick's City Walk, passing by Burg Square, the Basilica of the Holy Blood, and the Blind Donkey Street. Lunch ended up being frites (or french fries) which we ate while sitting by the river. <br />
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Our next stop was the Groeninge Museum, which was mostly Flemish painters (Flemish primitive, which basically means pre-Renaissance). Whenever I hear Flemish, I generally think dark paintings, but that just goes to show you what I know. These paintings had a lot of color! From there we went to the Church of Our Lady, which had a beautiful Madonna and Child (by Michelangelo) as well as paintings from the 13th Century, which were fascinating.<br />
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Even though it was cold, we decided to brave it and take a boat ride through the canals. Waiting in line, we were entertained by 4-ish yr old boy who was singing about ducks. Swim, ducky swim. It was quite the song. The boat ride was fun, if cold!<br />
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Since lunch really wasn't that substantial, it was definitely time for an afternoon snack of waffles!! We went into this little restaurant and were the only people there. But I had probably the best cappuccino I have ever had! I don't know if it was the cinnamon or the whip cream that made it so good. Probably both. And the waffles were good too!<br />
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We finished up our day by meandering through the town, going in and out of chocolate and lace shops. There was a post office in the Market Square so I stopped to get my stamps and even though there was no one else in the shop, they wouldn't help me until I got a number. But as soon as I took a number, it came up and I was helped.<br />
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It was dark by now and the Christmas decorations were actually lit up!! Hooray!!<br />
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We were trying to decide whether to eat in Brugge, or wait until we made it back to Brussels. We decided on a Rick restaurant and set off to find it. We completely missed the street the first time, but finally found it. Between the bus and trying to find this restaurant, Rick was not on our favorite people list. Thank goodness we didn't give up on the restaurant, because the food was so good! It served "Flemish specialties" and we had the beef stew. Which came with a side of applesauce (random, right? but oh so good!). And I tried the cherry beer tonight. Yum! The restaurant was on the small side but it was decorated for Christmas and they sat us next to the fireplace (which after a cold day was a great way to warm up).<br />
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Then it was bus to the train station, train back to Brussels, metro to the hotel and bed.<br />
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<b>Day 9</b><br />
Our last day, and our last breakfast at the hotel. <b> </b>Gearing up for the Christmas market was in full swing as we stepped out of our hotel and saw the Ferris Wheel they were assembling. On the next block was a merry-go-round with random sea creatures and birds. We slowly made our way over to Mannekin Pis to see him in the daytime. And we started walking towards Notre Dame, passing by a section of the old city wall leftover from the 13th Century. Notre Dame had beautiful stained glass.<br />
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From there we walked over to the Museum of Ancient Art (the Modern Art section was closed). I don't know if I would consider the art we saw to be ancient. There were lots of paintings of St. Sebastian, St. Anne and St. Barbara.<br />
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We walked back down and had lunch at the crepe place, which was once again delicious. And finished up the day by going to the Costume & Lace Museum, which had lots of beautiful clothes.<br />
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We made it back to Grand Place where they were in the process of putting lights up on the Christmas tree. But the stupid crane they were using did not make it easy to take good pictures.<br />
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Dinner was at the Italian restaurant near our hotel. Pizza - but just any pizza - pizza with salami, mushrooms, and Gorgonzola! Wow, that sure isn't margherita pizza!! <br />
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Then we headed back to the hotel room to pack. Packing is never my favorite thing to do. But finally everything was in the suitcase.<br />
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<b>Day 10</b><br />
No breakfast at the hotel this morning. Instead we were in a cab on our way to the airport. We said our goodbyes and then Jana was off to Houston and I was off to Seattle. <b> </b><br />
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2. Try two new recipes. <a href="http://travelwithemily.blogspot.com/2011/11/happy-thanksgiving.html"><em>One down</em></a><em>, one to go.</em><br />
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4. Ease back into running once 1 year has passed since I fell off a cliff. <em>Slow and steady, but I am working my way back into running.</em><br />
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6. Attend yoga at least twice a week. <em>If I'm in town, I've been pretty good about it.</em><br />
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8. Catch up and finish reading my bible in one year plan. <em>Well, I'm giving it a good effort but I'm not sure I'll make it by the end of the year.</em><br />
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12. Take the stairs to work at least twice a week. <em>Same as #6 - if I'm in town, I've been able to do it.</em><br />
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I've definitely got some work to do!!<br />Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04320363326071552434noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36276368.post-27684365633060668152011-12-18T17:14:00.000-08:002011-12-18T17:38:26.425-08:00On the 1st K of ChristmasOn the 1st K of Christmas, I ran across the start line! That's right, I ran!! Welcome back Emily. I'm still running in one minute increments. This is one of my favorite races. I just love the costumes, especially the dogs wearing costumes. It is such a fun race. <br />
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I met up with a couple of co-workers before the race (we were a mixed bag, some doing the 12K, some doing the 5K). It was misty, but thankfully that's all it was because I had forgotten a hat. The 5K started off and then it was time for the 12K to start. I lined up in the 12+ minutes per mile category, which was also called the fast walker category. I get to run, but I have to line up in a walker category? I don't know if it was better lining up in the walker category or the jogger category. In any case, I lined up and then we were off!! And I was running across the start line!<br />
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One house we ran by had Christmas music playing for us - love it! <br />
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My time goal was under 2 hours. But my secret time goal was to get under 1 hour and 45 minutes. To put this into perspective, my best time on this course previously was 1:42:28 and that was when I was running and not coming off a knee injury.<br />
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The Ks kept going by and I started paying attention to my watch. My secret time goal was definitely within reach. If I kept up the pace. But with the big hill behind me, and the majority of the rest of the course downhill or flat it was looking more and more like a possibility.<br />
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I kept up my running increments and was heading towards the finish line at the same time the kids race was finishing. Which meant it was a bit chaotic. But I RAN across the finish line!! My time - 1:39:34 - holy cow!! That would be a PR. Can I say that again? I PR'd - 1:39:34!! I am going to bask in this glow for awhile. Wow!!<br />
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P.S. I am participating in <a href="http://longlegsontheloose.com/">Katye's</a> <a href="http://longlegsontheloose.com/2011/12/14/2nd-annual-12k-of-christmas/">Virtual 12Ks of Christmas</a> so this race was doing double-duty as my December race and my entry into the virtual 12Ks of Christmas! Oh wait, it was actually doing triple duty as this is also Run #1.4!! Wow, I got a lot of mileage out of this one race.<br />
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<br />Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04320363326071552434noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36276368.post-46248566622809922322011-12-13T18:21:00.000-08:002011-12-13T18:21:52.541-08:00Foggy & Cold Run #1.3Wow, December is speeding by!! But thankfully I will not be boarding a plane for the rest of the year. I love getting on a plane and going somewhere, but after three almost back to back to back trips I am ready to be at home. <br />
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I came back from Vegas (which means I didn't hit the jackpot - darn!) late Sunday. So I took Monday morning off to sleep in as well as get 7 miles in. I went to my more hilly route, but I was determine to avoid doing the big bad hill twice. Once is bad enough!! Which meant a few loops and zig zags to pick up distance and make my loop that much longer so I would only have to do it once, rather than doubling back. And I succeeded!! Hooray!! Stupid hill. My running increments are now up to one whole minute! I haven't figured out how to input intervals on my Garmin so instead, at the start of each new song I would run. My knee held up again really well. Towards the end, it started getting a little achy, but no real pain.<br />
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There was more I was going to say, but the words are not coming to me so I'll leave at that.Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04320363326071552434noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36276368.post-58598591621867465582011-12-02T10:48:00.001-08:002011-12-06T13:39:24.604-08:00Run #1.2 With Actual RunningThat's right! It is officially December which means I can run again! It has basically been a year since I have run (give or take a few weeks when I was in between physical therapists).
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<br>I got up early this morning to squeeze in six miles before my flight to Houston. Once again I started off in the semi-dark but the trail still had a good number of people on it. I didn't want to overdo the running so once I was warmed up I decided to run 30 seconds at the start of every song. It felt good to break into a run. The questions that kept going through my mind were "is it time to run?" followed by "does my knee hurt?" which I am happy to say it didn't. Towards the end I did start to feel a little twinge in my knee so I stuck to walking for the remainder of my run.
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<br>Not only did this run have actual running, but I also had an encounter with an otter. He looked at me. I looked at him. And then he jumped back into the grass, back towards the river. Whew!
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<br>All that is left to say is - I'm back, baby!!
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