November 2011
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A Random Note.
Sitting at the Singapore airport, Starbucks in hand, 2 hours of waiting ahead of me, and on route to Bali, Indonesia.
Bali, you guys! Bali! I am SO EXCITED. Especially as I meet one of my favourite people from back home at the airport - she is traveling with me for the next few weeks. Wahoo! A familiar face, and, as it’s my birthday next Saturday (oh Lordy, when did that happen),...
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Notes from Vietnam.
To me, Vietnam was always the epitome of a country another world away. A country I didn’t know much about, except through snapshots of what I saw on tv or in movies - which pretty much meant I knew it was another world from where I lived, and there was once a war there (Canadian history books didn’t cover the war), which caused a lot of protests and deaths. And so Vietnam, for some reason...
Happy Thanksgiving America!
From a Canadian in Malaysia, I hope you all enjoy your day. I wrote the below for Glamour, they only published a little bit, so I figured I’d post the rest here. Enjoy your day!
Love Liz
Finally! It’s that time of year again, where gravy is your enemy, white turkey is your friend, and pumpkin pie is your frenemy. Wait, what? Doesn’t that just sound ridiculous? Why yes. Yes...
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Sometimes I think there is something wrong with me. Actually, quite often I think that. Including tonight, I must admit, tonight I think there is something wrong with me.
Because how can something so simple, so easy, so clean-cut, be so hard? I wasn’t hungry. I had already eaten dinner. I even felt a little sick… yet there I walked, into that store, and purchased myself a stupid...
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So, You Wanna Hike to Base Camp, Mount Everest?
Boom! This is how you’re going to do it, mmkay? Firstly, woot! YOU’RE IN? YOU’RE IN! Excellent! Because for reals, I can not express enough how wonderful and great of an experience it was and how I really think you should do it.
But I know, I know, you’ve got questions first… but do not fret, my pretties, I am here to help.
Here some questions I’m sure...
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Base Camp, Mount Everest – Part II
~ Click here for Base Camp, Mount Everest - Part I ~
~ Click here to view all my Base Camp, Mount Everest Photos ~
~ The following is typed out from my journal ~
October 13, 2011 —> Tengboche, Elevation: 3,870m/12,696ft
Good day. Amazing day. I lie in bed as I write this with thee Mr. Mount Everest himself out my window, tears in my eyes from laughing with Natalie, my Australian...
I slightly missed the corporate world today. Ohmygod as if I just said that. But I did. I really did. Sure, it was probably because I’ve been in a small, hotel room in Thailand for 31 hours and 42 minutes straight (but who’s counting?), and have been thinking about everything way too much… but the routine, I liked the routine… and the dressing up and high heels part. [All...
I forget what it’s like to be sick. Truly sick. To my absolute core, sick. I am sick, so sick, and at the complete mercy of my body. It’s awful. I slept last night on a washroom floor. In Thailand. I was so sick I couldn’t make it to my bed. My poor body, it was trying so hard too, to get whatever was in me out. I had tears in my eyes my stomach hurt so much. And oh how I just...
I have about 5 minutes online, so I can’t say all I want,
but….
While I’ve been traveling I’ve written more than I ever have in my life, and probably not even 20% has made it onto this blog. I draft the majority of my posts, experiences and thoughts because chances are (as proven here) people won’t agree with lots of the things I do, say, and believe. But...
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losing faith in humanity folks. seriously. sex sex sex. that’s what the world revolves around. well. at least bangkok does. the old men. the young girls. the really old men with the really young girls. it was so gross. they’re everywhere here. paid for. all of it. the touching. the flirting. the laughing. i had heard bangkok was bad for this, but am still stunned at how it’s at...
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perspective.
more than anything i want there not to be a little, naked, boy begging for money at midnight on the street
more than anything i want to be skinny
more than anything i want the old, hunched, lady to not have to gather recycling bottles in order to eat
more than anything i want to look pretty
more than anything i want the orphanages here not to be plagued with corruption
more...
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Cambodian Wedding!!
Yesterday my friends and I hired ourselves a guide to show us around the Angor Temples (one of the 7th wonders of the world - post to come on this later). Our guide, “Mr. T.,” was pretty awesome and ended up inviting us to his friend’s wedding!
We were so hesitate to go, umm… yes, but we’ve never met the bride or groom?!? but apparently in Cambodia, weddings are...
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i feel a little pathetic writing this. and i suppose that’s why i’ve been putting it off for so long. as you know i’ve been on the road for nearly three months and have witnessed how much of the world lives - fighting to find food everyday. yet here i am. writing about how i can’t stop eating. see? pathetic really. embarrassing. so, so embarrassing. i don’t know what...
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A Somber Day in Cambodia.
Just like everyone else, who has ever visited the Cambodian Killing Fields and Tuol Sleng (the genocide museum), I was stunned by the photos of the victims staring at me from the past.
Really, and as I’m sure you can imagine, it was a horrifying experience and one that has left me thinking about the human race all day. I’d be lying if I said I knew a lot about the Cambodian...
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Late Night Thoughts.
so this is the way it’s going to be. from this moment on. i promise you that. should i put a warning on this post? for those people out there who’ll need it? youknowwhoyouare. nahhhh. i shall not. but listen up gentlemen. future and past. this post is for you.
for the past gentlemen you are lucky. my god, you are lucky. if i liked you. if you were with me. count your lucky stars....
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AND,
From Vietnam to NYC, congratulations to all the NYC Marathoners!! Nothing like a first marathon, or just a marathon in general!
Bask in your glory.
So proud of you three tumblr ladies and everyone else who ran today!
xoxoxo
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Base Camp, Mount Everest – Part I
I sit here trying to find the words to describe the experience, but truly, there are none. Like I said here, the entire month meant more to me than words or photos could attempt to express. But as always, I’ll try…
I was so nervous walking towards my group the first day. I saw them sitting in a circle on the lawn of our hotel, with an empty chair on the far side. An empty chair for...
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so this one time, in vietnam, i was drunk. at 4:30am. i was drunk. but hussh-up you. that’s neither here nor there. this post is to post about two things. things i probably wouldn’t have the ballz to post about if my head wasn’t spinning.
so. there i was, sitting on this beautiful beach with a boy from the isle-of-man. [did you know they have their own currency? because i did...
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