Every woman has a story. It belongs to you. My story is an unbelievable story to me. You would be amazed at what I have lived through. If you have a great story you should write too!
Destinations I’ve been to:
- Panama – I went there for one day but I want to go back though, I haven’t seen enough of Panama
- Honduras – was there for a conference and left with a cold but it was nice. Left the day before some civil unrest began.. I don’t think I will be back but you never know.
- St. Maarten – Was a beautiful drive around the Dutch side to the French side, also went to the nude beach
- Puerto Rico – Was amazed to see how the women dressed to the nines just to go to the mall.
- USA (5/50)*- New York, New Jersey, Maine, Florida, Most of where I went in the States was for either funerals or just passing through on the way somewhere else. Maine however was a nice vacation. I would absolutely love to live where the lobster is so cheap!! Mmmm! The other option for me so far would be to live in New York…there is definitely something special about this city. The arts and the air is inspiring. Everything you breath fills your mind. It is also filled with eccentric and amazing people.
- Canada (2/11)** – Ontario & Quebec. The latter was like a mini fantasy of what Paris should be. It was sweet and quaint in both summer and winter. Been there a couple of times. If you go, visit Old Quebec as a must!
- Trinidad & Tobago – Trinidad is the industrial island and Tobago is the touristy island. There were still lots of adventures to have in Trini… If you go, you must try ‘Shark and Bake’ at Maracas beach, Doubles and a cold Carib or Stag as soon as you get off the plane, The bamboo cathedral, and Toco!
- St. Vincent & the Grenadines – Bequia was the main island I stayed on, won’t mind going back just to explore more
- Grenada, Carriacou & Petite Martinique – A tri-Island state that is peaceful and
Top 10 List of destinations I must travel to:
- France – I want to see the vineyards and the Eiffel Tower
- Germany – The castles of Bavaria is all I really want to see there
- Japan – I love Japanese gardens
- Hong Kong –
- Italy – I need to see Venice and the gondolas, I need to see the paintings of Michel Angelo, I need to see the Colosseum in Rome, I need to feel the real Italy
- Fiji – Love the beaches I have seen in pictures
- Egypt – I need to see the Pyramids.. it’s all about The Alchemist!
- Australia – I need to see the Koala Bears and Kangaroos
- Bali – Love the beaches I have seen in pictures
- Cuba – Cuban art and culture I want to experience
The do not go to list and why:
- Ireland – Major racism
- Jamaica – Major homophobia
- Mexico – Drug Cartel could disappear me
- Congo – Too much Violence
- Amazon – Snakes & Spiders.. BIG ones!!
The next time you are washing your hands and complain because the water temperature isn’t just how you like it or think there’s nothing to eat when you look into a half full fridge, think about how things used to be . Here are some facts about the 1500s:
Most people got married in June because they took their yearly bath in May, and still smelled pretty good by June. However, they were starting to smell, so brides carried a bouquet of flowers to hide the body odor. Hence the custom today of carrying a bouquet when getting married.
Baths consisted of a big tub filled with hot water. The man of the house had the privilege of the nice clean wat
er, then all the other sons and men, then the women and finally the children. Last of all the babies. By then the water was so dirty you could actually lose someone in it. Hence the saying, Don’t throw the baby out with the Bath water..
Houses had thatched roofs-thick straw-piled high, with no wood underneath It was the only place for animals to get warm, so all the cats and other small animals (mice, bugs) lived in the roof When it rained it became slippery and sometimes the animals would slip and fall off the roof. Hence the saying . It’s raining cats and dogs.
There was nothing to stop things from falling into the house.. This posed a real problem in the bedroom where bugs and other droppings could mess up your nice clean bed. Hence, a bed with big posts and a sheet hung over the top afforded some protection. That’s how canopy beds came into existence.
The floor was dirt. Only the wealthy had something other than dirt. Hence the saying, Dirt poor. The wealthy had slate floors that would get slippery in the winter when wet, so they spread thresh (straw) on floor to help keep their footing. As the winter wore on, they added more thresh until, when you opened the door, it would all start slipping outside. A piece of wood was placed in the entranceway. Hence the saying a thresh hold.
(Getting quite an education, aren’t you?)
In those old days, they cooked in the kitchen with a big kettle that always hung over the fire. Every day they lit the fire and added things to the pot. They ate mostly vegetables and did not get much meat. They would eat the stew for dinner, leaving leftovers in the pot to get cold overnight and then start over the next day. Sometimes stew had food in it that had been there for quite a while. Hence the rhyme, Peas porridge hot, peas porridge cold, peas porridge in the pot nine days old..
Sometimes they could obtain pork, which made them feel quite special. When visitors came over, they would hang up their bacon to show off. It was a sign of wealth that a man could, bring home the bacon They would cut off a little to share with guests and would all sit around and chew the fat..
Those with money had plates made of pewter. Food with high acid content caused some of the lead to leach onto the food, causing lead poisoning death. This happened most often with tomatoes, so for the next 400 years or so, tomatoes were considered poisonous.
Bread was divided according to status. Workers got the burnt bottom of the loaf, the family got the middle, and guests got the top, or the upper crust.
Lead cups were used to drink ale or whisky. The combination would sometimes knock the imbibers out for a couple of days. Someone walking along the road would take them for dead and prepare them for burial. They were laid out on the kitchen table for a couple of days and the family would gather around and eat and drink and wait and see if they would wake up. Hence the custom of holding a wake.
England is old and small and the local folks started running out of places to bury people. So they would dig up coffins and would take the bones to a bone-house, and reuse the grave. When reopening these coffins, 1 out of 25 coffins were found to have scratch marks on the inside and they realized they had been burying people alive. So they would tie a string on the wrist of the corpse, lead it through the coffin and up through the ground and tie it to a bell. Someone would have to sit out in the graveyard all night (the graveyard shift.) to listen for the bell; thus, someone could be, saved by the bell or was considered a …dead ringer..
And that’s the truth. Now, whoever said History was boring ! ! !
Educate someone. Share these facts with a friend.
Every now and then we need to escape. One of my favourite stories of my journey’s is the one where I ran away from society and went to live on a beach.
I began to believe my sanity was more important than the +$8000 I was making per month. I left my job at a TV station in the corporate world of Trinidad with a cushy office to go work in a bar cleaning puke in the toilets. Made my mom real proud. Needless to say she wasn’t happy.
When I left the TV station I intended to start my own graphics company. I thought if I push hard enough I could make it happen. It just so happened to be the beginning of the recession.
I tried so hard to get a job to pay my rent. I applied for every job I could find. I even applied at a pet store. They didn’t hire me because I had no cashier experience. I actually forgot I did. But even so, I had University graduate on there and that didn’t convince them that I would be able to learn how to use a cash register?
I prayed and needed someone to give me a chance. A man I knew named Nathaniel decided to give me a chance. I was going to be a bartender in a Lounge he owned. I loved my time there. Nate and I became great friends. I didn’t even realize I spent 2 years of my life there. I was allowed to be in charge of the things happening around me. I had a sense of control of my life. I threw parties for hundreds and even started my own little food business out of the lounge.
One day my mom came by to see where I was working and she said “When do you plan on getting out of here and getting a real job”. I saw it as my own space, but it wasn’t satisfactory to what society expected of a university degree holder…or worse, what my mom expected.
I began to feel very unhappy there… Restless. The last thing I needed was having people around me who were not supportive of me. And then one day I said I was leaving. I had nothing to go to, but I knew everything would be fine. I meditated and knew the path would show itself to me.
One day, I got the call of destiny. I sat in the airport with my friend Marcel to meet a man who had a job for us. He hired us to sell cell phones in Tobago. He paid for us to move there. Everything looked promising. It was another island and a fresh start.
After about a month of doing books and witnessing transactions, Marcel and I felt uneasy. It turned out he was scamming people by reselling damaged phones that people returned. He was selling them for hundreds of hard earned dollars. Marcel and I left because we refused to be part of something that hurt people. This wasn’t what we signed up for. Marcel had another path to go on at that point and so did I.
I went to the beach one day and stopped a jet ski operator named Aidan. I told him this was what I wanted to do. He was reluctant. He said “I’ve seen this before, you are probably just wanting to do this for a short time and you are probably running away from something. You aren’t going to last long here.”
I said I was running towards something! I just haven’t seen it yet.
He took me to meet Nigel at the shop on the other end of the beach. Nigel owned the shop. He said yes I can work with them. This was the beginning of a new adventure and another chapter.
As I sit here midwinter in 2014, wishing that this picture was the view I had outside my verandah door, I can only say, I hate my life as it is.. some days! There are many parts to it that I detest right now… Like the fact that I am working for minimum wage, have no life or dental insurance and I’m over the hill… past 30!
LOL… if you are 60 you will get the joke. I have been trying to make something of myself for years… I’m a little closer but nowhere as close as I would like to be. I have lots of thoughts in my head that I need to get out before I explode, but I know a lot of it will make people very unhappy… some may even try to sue me… most likely someone who thinks I have money.. haha!
Well disclaimer should be, “I have no money so you can’t sue me for stating my opinions and views of life! :P” I do have dreams of one day becoming a self-made millionaire… I absolutely believe it. The only reason I want to be is to live comfortably… Not gold toilet seat comfortable, not ’10-senseless-cars-because-you-can-drive-only-one-at-a-time-anyway’ comfortable… I am a simple person with simple needs. I just want to pay off all my debts so I can be free, so I can live without worry that if I falter in one experience it won’t wreck my life. I worry too much? There is no such thing. I am past 30, waste a lot of time and see firsthand where I am headed… and it’s not to millionaire status.
I’ve always said if I win the lotto I would just pay off everything me and my family owes and then the remainder goes to close friends who have supported me throughout the years. You can actually hold me to that, because I also have a pretty bad guilty conscience, LOL. Are people even allowed to use “LOL” in blogs?
Now where was I?? Oh yes life pretty much has gone back to Sucking! I just took 3 weeks of work and It was amazing. I went to New York, which normally isn’t my cup of tea because I don’t particularly like big cities but there was something special about New York that made me not want to leave… but that will be a whole other blog! But the point is, when I was given 5 shifts for the month, my immediate reaction was negative.
I found a way to turn it into a positive. The one way I can know that I am happy is ultimately waking up and knowing I am contributing something to the world, not merely existing. This is why I attribute it to paying off all our debts. To not have the corporate world defining your worth to the world.