Journey to the Amazon

“Why would you want to go THERE?”

This seems to be the most common question I have been asked since announcing my next adventure. I was slightly shocked – after all, what nature enthusiast wouldn’t want to experience the wonders of the Amazon Rainforest? Jungles teeming with tropical birds, screaming monkeys, and herds of butterflies. Okay, the technical term for a “herd” of butterflies is a “kaleidoskope.” Seriously! Anyways, the Amazon always sounded like a romantic destination, full of color and life.

To some degree, I still believe that. But after my research, I’m starting to understand the reactions of my peers. The Amazon might be one of the deadliest places in the world. Between the venomous frogs, 8-foot long jumping fish called arapaima, bird-eating spiders, and underwater spiders, the river alone is especially lethal. And that isn’t counting the crocodiles, hippos, piranhas, or the infamous Anacondas. On the banks, travelers can run into equally fatal ends: jaguars prowl the treetops, Amazonian ants swarm below, and even the plants can kill you!

But the animal enthusiast in me wins out against thoughts of self-preservation, and I am thrilled to have the opportunity to travel with some of my favorite people to experience one of the most lethal and beautiful locations on Earth!

Arapaima
Arapaima

Indescribable Ireland

No matter how many pictures I snap, or how descriptive my words are, I cannot come even close to capturing the beauty, the culture, the essence of Ireland. For example, if I write about a walk down the path to Enniskerry from the Ritz, I would tell you about the green, mossy covered fields and how the golden leaves contrast against the smoky grey sky. A picture would reveal the old wooden fences weaving along the road, and the horses grazing in the mist. However, pictures and words cannot allow you to hear the animated chirping of red-breasted robins as they flit from tree to tree, or enable you to see the glow of morning light through the fog as it covers the land. You cannot feel the cool air against your skin, or the rain drops sliding down your cheeks and soaking your hair. Nothing I can say or show you is adequate. Breathing the brisk mountain air, strolling through the cool mist, soaking in the beauty of it all…this is the only way to experience Ireland.

Horses graze in the rolling fields outside the Ritz

Finding Nemo…literally.

We woke up bright and early for our expedition to the Outer Barrier Reef and Upolu Cay. After grabbing a yummy breakfast of syrupy French toast and a scalding mocha latte, I checked us in for our tour at the Ocean Freedom’s desk. We proceeded down to the Marlin Marina and met our crew on the Freedom. I have to say that from the moment I met this charming team, I never stopped smiling. The camaraderie the crew shared was so unique, and it is obvious that each person working there loves sharing the Reef with Cairn’s visitors. The first thing we did was grab coffee, as it was a bit chilly on deck. As we left the dock, there was a light rain and the sky was cloudy. Mist covered the tops of the mountains, hiding the lush rainforest from our view. It was an eerie but beautiful sight. I was thankful that the sun eventually showed up as we made our way to our dive location. Our first stop was part of the Outer Barrier Reef. We geared up and sat through an informative yet comical briefing on how to use a snorkel and not carelessly destroy the coral. Then it was time to make the jump, flippers (child-size) first! In doing so, I landed on top of a school of huge angel fish and was immediately immersed in the Reef. Words cannot accurately describe the wonders of the Reef, and I know I only brushed the surface of all the treasures it holds. Intricate coral formations hid brightly colored fish as I watched from just below the waves. After a few tries, I learned how to dive down a few more feet and get up close with the real-life cast of “Finding Nemo”  as well as swim side-by-side with sea turtles. Every time you went back up to clear your mask or flag down a buddy, you quickly wanted to immerse yourself again in the beauty of the Reef. We snorkeled for a few hours, trying to take it all in before it was time to board the Freedom once again for lunch. It was an all-you-can-eat affair of chicken legs, salad, sandwiches, coleslaw and more. There was not a disappointed tummy on the boat! After lunch, the crew took us to the lovely Upolou Cay, where we were split up into small groups and led on a snorkel safari. Meet my safari leader, Joey – a rather handsome guy (I was reminded just a bit of actor Owen Wilson) who did everything he could to ensure we saw the most on our tour. He took us to see giant grouper hiding under coral ledges and pointed out the clownfish hiding in the anemones. We also saw large rays snuggled in the sand and a few members of the tour even saw a few white-tipped reef sharks. Joey went above and beyond by taking my underwater camera on his own dive, and returning with incredible photos that I was unable to take on my snorkeling journey. He even brought back a few pictures of the deadly lionfish, which I was thrilled by. A few other new friends I made on the journey included a fun group of English backpackers (Emma, Natalie, and Sally) and a lovely Canadian by the name of Annie. The five of us stuck together for most of the trip and laughed more than was probably necessary. It was a fantastic tour, and I had no qualms about recommending Ocean Freedom to everyone I met in Cairns that night. Huge thanks to Carrie, Joey, and the rest of the charming crew for one of the best days of my life! You provided more customer service, delicious food, and one-on-one attention than I could have ever expected. And most of all, you provided every person on that tour with an adventure on the Reef that they will never forget.

Arrival in Cairns

Finally back on the blog again! Thank you all for your patience as John and I have had troubles with hotel WiFi and Mac computers rejecting blog uploads. We are finally back online! We boarded our 15 hour flight on June 23rd at midnight, Los Angeles to Brisbane on Virgin Australia. It was by far the nicest airline that I have ever traveled on! Individual screens with a decent choice of movies, popular music, and games. You could even chat with individuals from whichever seat you chose! Luxurious. The in-flight service was fantastic as well, and I can highly recommend Virgin as an international traveler’s choice of airline.

As we boarded, exhaustion hit me like wave. I took an Advil PM to ensure that I would sleep soundly, and I was out before we even left the tarmac. I slept solid for about 4 hours, and then on and off for another 5 hours. John and I both slept through dinner, so unfortunately, I cannot tell you about it. As you will soon see, food is a very important part of my adventures overseas, and I have so far documented everything I have eaten! Once I woke up, I wrote a blog entry regarding our time in Los Angeles, watched “This Means War,” and enjoyed a satisfactory breakfast consisting of French toast, orange juice, coffee, yogurt, and a croissant with butter and jam. John and I also ate ridiculous amounts of white chocolate candy bars and chocolate chip granola bars, as we packed quite a bit and were not able to bring anything into Australia due to strict quarantine rules.

Landing went smoothly, and I only experienced mild discomfort in my ears. This is a huge improvement, as in the past, I have had intense pain due to pressure build up in my Eustachian tubes inside of my ears. It took a lot of work though, with medications and assistance including: constantly drinking water, which caused often trips to the bathroom; Airplane ear plugs; Afrin nasal spray; chewing gum; and Advil. It was a pretty successful combination, and I am very grateful to all the individuals who have assisted me in finding a treatment for this horrid problem.

Our layover in Brisbane was not the best, as both John and I were extremely jet lagged. The problem with traveling with a sibling is that you have no problem showing them your worst behavior and attitude, and jet lag enhances that problem times 1,000. Thankfully, all issues have been resolved since. On our 2 ½ hour flight to Cairn from Brisbane, I read “The Vow” on my Kindle. This is a non-fiction book that the recent movie was based off of. The book was exceptional, and it was incredible to see how this young couple’s faith enabled them to start over when the female main character lost her memory. We received lots of Coca Cola and pretzels on our short flight, which didn’t curb my monstrous appetite.

As a result, the moment we landed in Cairn, John and I went to Hungry Jacks, the Australian name for Burger King. It is exactly the same company, with whoppers and all! I ordered a double stack bacon lover burger, which had a slab of bacon so huge and so thick it looked like ham! It was absolutely what I needed to recover some strength for our transfer to the Novotel hotel where we would be staying. We found our bus driver and the transfer went without problem. Right outside of our hotel, he pointed out a tree which had large vulture-like creatures flying around it. However, once we looked closer, we saw that they were giant fruit bats, hanging upside down and flying around the treetop! The noise was wonderfully horrendous, with screeching so loud you couldn’t hear yourself think. I have never seen bats of such a massive size! It was our first introduction to Aussie wildlife. I’m excited to see the rest!

Sidenote… It is important to note that Cairns is pronounced “Cans.” You sound very ignorant if you say anything otherwise.

Writing to you from MID-AIR!

Hello world! I am checking in at 11,270 miles above the ground on our Delta flight to LA! Everything is going great so far, and I can’t believe that this is the day we travel to the Land Down Under! Only 5 months ago, I was staring at my Groupon receipt and wondering what I had gotten myself into. And now the day is here. Before I say anything else, HUGE thanks to Matt Peters for getting us through CLEAR airport security in under 5 minutes. AMAZING.

John and I are having a great time already, finding plenty to be entertained by while we sat in Orlando International Airport (MCO). But I’ll write about our time at MCO later. I have a different story to tell you… My alarm went off at 5:45 AM and I staggered out of bed. As I finished up my morning business, a movement caught my eye and I looked up at the ceiling. My breath caught in my throat as I half-screamed/half-whispered “OH MY GOSH.” A MONSTROUS spider was crawling towards me across the white ceiling. This creature was the size of my outsretched hand, fingers included – NO EXAGGERATION. I’ve seen huge spiders at my house, but this was a definite record breaker. I started to panick; I was trapped and the spider was advancing! From previous experiences, I knew that these not-so-little suckers like to drop unexpectedly, so there was no dashing under it to escape. Thankfully, it decided to crawl up into the vent and allow me to run to John for protection. We retturned with HotShot Spider Killer spray (I highly recommend it! Works every time.) only to see that my mortal enemy was nowhere in sight. Instead, on the opposite side of the bathroom, his smaller (but still palm-sized) buddy scurried across the wall! It was no match for John, HotShot Spray, or the fly swatter though. That monster is still out there though…probably crawling room to room through the vents…yuck.

On a more pleasant note…I just received pretzels from the very nice Hispanic flight attendant. And it looks like my Coke is on the way! I’ll check in later!