Traveler’s Belly

Akaisha and Billy,

I enjoyed your essay “Confessions of a World Traveler.”

For being a world traveler, I have particularly unhelpful personal failings. For instance, I get motion sickness on buses, trains, planes, boats or in cars.

Your difficulties remind me of my concerns while traveling in an unfamiliar area: A sudden onset of traveler’s diarrhea while traveling in a  bus or boat without bathroom facilities, or while walking in an unfamiliar area where I don’t know where to find a bathroom.

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I imagine you’ve come across this problem from time to time. Your travelogues indicate you like to eat local cuisine. Do you have any advice about what foods to avoid, what medicines to take, etc.

Thank you for your help.


Hi Joan,

Thank you for taking the time to write and express your travel concerns.

Yes, it is no fun to be ill when traveling on the road. I must say that since this is our lifestyle, we don’t have the “push” or “drive” that a vacation mind set brings with it. If we are not feeling well, we can stay close to our hotel room if that is what is required. We can spend an extra day or two in a particular location until our health returns, so rarely do we find ourselves out and about frantically searching for a bathroom.

Simplify, simplify, simplify

We also do not tend to over schedule our days with activities so there is no obligation to be somewhere “or else.” If we need to cancel an outing we will do so. Again, this is our lifestyle, not a vacation with all the pressures to see and do that a vacation tends to have. We go at our own speed, which we find more pleasant.

And, I must say, that in the locations where we travel, public restrooms are not as common as in one would find in the States or Canada.

That being said, we tend to enjoy our locations fully, eating street food or food that is served in local restaurants. We don’t drink the local water but prefer bottled water instead. We do travel with Imodium but one can obtain anti-diarrhea medicine at most pharmacies world wide.  And we always travel with toilet paper. Third world countries don’t always provide toilet tissue in public restrooms so it’s prudent to carry it along with you.

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In my “Confessions” piece, it was my intent to demonstrate that even a world traveler has to overcome personal challenges. That even though I have traveled thousands of miles, it wasn’t always a piece of cake, and that I didn’t want my personal fears or concerns to keep me from seeing more and doing more with my life.

This is what I also wish for you – courage to meet the challenges you face!

All the best,

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Going Naked

The ever-present question

It is such a fatiguing topic and one that is filled with emotion and fear. As a nation we can hardly get past it and present solutions are sometimes as hard to handle as the problem itself.

I’m talking about the price of the administration of health care.

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High cost and obstacles

We know a couple who pays $1,200 a month for a catastrophic, high deductible plan in the States and they have never had a claim. Another couple pays $2,000 a month just for the husband’s ability to be insured with his pre-existing heart condition. Some people are not able to be covered at all with US insurance companies due to a completely cleared up medical condition that happened 5, 8, or 10 years ago. They feel they are just twisting in the wind, and waiting for the next shoe to drop.

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Focused on medical care


Sometimes our readers write to us about staying in their jobs for another 5 years or more to qualify for employer covered health insurance that will last “forever.” Is it worth it? they ask. They feel like they are spending their healthy years chained to a job that has lost its luster for something in the future that might not exist when they need or want it.

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Going naked

As you know, Billy and I have traded security for adventure many times in our lives. And when it comes to health insurance and the price for the administration of health care, it’s no different. Medical Tourism is a viable option and one that we espouse in our articles and books. We have been called on the carpet for our decisions in this area more than once.

However, among world travelers there is a phrase we use when we discuss health insurance policies and whether or not we want to continue holding one and paying the corresponding price tag. It’s called “going naked” or “going semi-naked.”

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People all over the world receive medical care

This phrase pretty much describes how it feels when one chooses to let that insurance policy go. One can feel pretty exposed and vulnerable – at least in the beginning. On the other hand, not being tied to a $12,000 -$24,000 or more payment per year opens up other possibilities. In a few years without a policy payment one can save enough money to afford something unexpected out of pocket.

For the most part we’re talking about travelers here, so these are people not living a full time traditional life in the States. They have made certain decisions and trade offs to have the life they enjoy, and they have already received health care in other countries. There is always the first time for an experience such as this — going to a doctor in a foreign country — and the first time can be unnerving. But then after receiving the care, realizing the doctor speaks English, seeing the hospital or clinic with their computers and quality equipment and having the heart felt care, things get placed into a better perspective.

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Computers are used in Mexico and Thailand hospitals

Those who have never received medical service out of their own home country tend to look at this topic with jaded eyes or great suspicion.

It’s understandable.

Those who have gone through this experience feel their eyes have been opened to new possibilities. The idea of “going naked” of an insurance policy becomes a manageable possibility. Going “half-naked” (choosing a high deductible policy or travel insurance when visiting the States) is a comfortable middle ground.

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Your choice

Once again, Billy and I are not advising anyone to do anything. We present options to challenging situations, and you can ruminate about it or toss it into the round file.

But one thing we see over and over again is how this one subject seems to be over-weighted as compared to other themes that could generate happiness and comfort in one’s retirement life. Categories such as cost of living, reasonable weather, having a community of friends and energizing, rewarding activities to do, for instance.

There is no one size fits all, to be sure.

But if the overbearing cost of administration of health care is a concern in your retirement plans, you might consider some working alternatives.

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Two Kids with Big Dreams

It was September of 1979 and my chef husband Billy and I had just returned from spending the last 6 months eating and drinking our way around Europe. Between the two of us we had $104 left in our savings and we wanted to purchase a restaurant in the central coastal town of Santa Cruz, California.

We were two kids with big dreams and no money, but we had guts, determination and the willingness to work hard.

By November of this same year we had worked out a no-money-down idea where we had basically promised away our future earnings to pay for the down payment on a small existing neighborhood business a quarter mile from the ocean. We took over this business December 18, 1979.

That was 32 years ago today.

We are still two kids with big dreams and we are sharing this short story with you to show you how dreams motivate action.

Without the dream and the willingness to commit to it you can wander around aimlessly forever.

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What’s holding you back from pursuing your dream? Fear? Lack of commitment? The need for a guarantee?

If you really want something to happen in your life you must move towards it with all that you have inside of yourself. Don’t waver. Discard distractions.

Go confidently in the direction of your dreams. Live the life you have imagined. – Henry David Thoreau

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House Sitting My Way Around the World

Guest blog post – Teresa Roberts

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Teresa constantly seeks creative routes to her personal freedom and has reinvented herself more than once in life. From teacher/principal to world traveler/international house sitter to author and travel journalist, Teresa illustrates how life sans-paycheck is not static but rather filled with adventure and new challenges! Choosing to house sit as a means to travel the world is not only an imaginative route but a practical one as well.

A unique way to travel

I live in countries all over the world! I am not an expatriate. I’m definitely not a tourist. My method of travel is a bit unusual. I am an international house sitter!

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Teresa on the walls of Vysehrad in Prague

I still like saying those three words, international house sitter. Even though I have been taking care of houses for almost five years, I have not become jaded. In fact, I remain mildly startled and totally grateful that I managed to stumble across a very unique way to travel, one that makes it possible for me to “live the dream”. I know that phrase sounds cliché. In fact, it has become a very overused phrase in many ways. When I hear it, it always makes me feel like someone is trying to sell me a time share on a crowded beach. Let’s see if I can paint a picture of how my life has turned out to be the perfect fit for me without resorting to another cliché.

Cost effective luxury

First of all, I am not rich. I am not young. I don’t have connections. I am truly an ordinary gal who just wanted to travel. I retired from a good career in public education with the hopes of discovering a way to travel a lot even though I didn’t have a big income. I took a hit to my state pension because I retired about ten years earlier than many of my colleagues. I walked away from a nice salary without looking back. Well, maybe I looked in my rear view mirror once in a while, but what I saw, although familiar, was not enough to lure me back to the manner in which I had been living for most of my adult life.

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Our house in Ireland

House sitting is a way to achieve a travel experience that is extremely cost effective. That part of the business is probably the most obvious. People can recognize immediately that living abroad in someone else’s house reduces my expenses tremendously. The idea of no hotel bills is naturally appealing. Who wouldn’t like to live in Malta for ninety days, enjoying the comforts of home. Sweeten the deal with Internet, TV, and all other utilities included and it becomes very apparent why I have the luxury to stay in any location that I choose for such long periods. I stay for months at a time in some of the most beautiful locations on the planet, literally for free.

Digging into local culture

The part of this story that is not always quite so obvious is the part that is directly related to my personal dreams. Oops! Did I just resort to a cliché again? Maybe just a half cliché. Sorry about that, but I do think that this way of life that I have been leading for years is suited particularly to my style of travel. I have never been very interested in tourism. I don’t like rushing my experiences. I don’t enjoy racing through a country. I like to dally. I adore digging into the local culture. I prefer exploring a tiny region and meeting people who eventually befriend me. I have friends all over the world!

But is it limiting?

House sitting may be limiting to those who require nonstop action. After all, when I agree to take care of someone’s home for a given period of time, I also relinquish my rights to roam very far afield.That becomes the privilege of the home owner, instead. I don’t mind. I know what I want from the experience and I make sure that I get it before I accept an assignment. I want to live in an area of outstanding natural beauty. I want to be able to sit on the patio or terrace enjoying grand vistas. That wish has usually been granted. I have lived in some of the most heartbreakingly beautiful locations in the world from high in the Almijara mountains in Spain, overlooking the Mediterranean, to passing idyllic months on a tiny tropical island with panoramic views of the entire Dutch Antilles. All of it exactly what I dreamed it would be and more, so much more.

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Besides the natural beauty of a particular region, I get to do my own cooking, partake in the local festivities, enjoy leisurely morning coffees in a café, grab a cold beer in my favorite pub, shop where people know my name and relax in the plaza with new friends. All the while, I am reaping the benefits of some very fine homes, pools, gardens, friendly pets, and kind neighbors. It is a peaceful way to see the world, one region at a time.

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View from our terrace in Competa, Spain

I am a quiet traveler. Wherever I go, I can easily make myself at home. I rarely feel the urge to alter my way of living in order to squeeze in a trip to a nearby country. When I am in Spain, for instance, it would be quite easy to go to Portugal for a weekend or Morocco for a few days. I don’t! When I think about those other places, I always say to myself that one day I will live there, too. Eventually, I do! That’s my dream life. No cliché intended!

If you want to find out more about how Teresa travels the world as an international house sitter, feel free to visit her website Creative Paths to Freedom where you can also buy her new book Finding the Gypsy in Me – Tales of an International House Sitter. 

Related Articles:

Retirees Find House Sitting Opens the Door to a New World

Do House Sitters Really Guarantee “Peace of Mind?” – A Home Owner’s Perspective 

Moving from Stuck to a World of Yes!

Top 10 Reasons To “Sit” through Retirement

Traveling? Find Someone to Look after Your Home and Pets Cost-Free

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Money Saving Travel Tips

Each travel style has advantages and disadvantages

If you are a Vacationer with limited travel time, you will probably be staying in more expensive hotels and eating most of your meals out in tourist priced restaurants. There might be tours you want to take, paying for a guide and transport rather than venturing out on on your own taking a local bus and armed with internet research.

If you are a Visitor, you might have a little longer time frame in which to see a place and perhaps you like to do more things independently. You might even speak some survival phrases and choose to dine in local eateries.

Travel Tips 1

We hired a boatsman to sail

A Veteran Traveler has no time limit on their travels other than visa restrictions, has a working knowledge of the local language and chooses an individual traveling style based on internal motivation. Perhaps he hires a private driver, shops in the local markets for supplies and eats street food.

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Now the travel tips

If you fall in either of the last two categories, the following tips can save you money while on the road:

Choose lower cost destinations like Eastern Europe, Latin America, or Asia. You will get more bang for your buck in every category – housing, transportation, food, entertainment. The money you save allows you to do more.

Travel during the low seasons to take advantage of the bargains hungry vendors – including hotels – offer at these times.

Go to the local markets and grab some food to make your own meals. Use the kitchen in your rented apartment or the kitchen in your hostel. Make peanut butter sandwiches in your hotel room or have some fruit and pastry for breakfast, saving you from going out every meal.

Travel Tips 2

Using local transport in Asia

Use public transport to get to your destinations or hire a private driver if you are traveling with others to share the cost.

Avoid buying souvenirs unless they are lightweight and small. The more you purchase, the heavier your bags are and you may need to check your luggage and pay a fee, or have an extra bag all together.

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The Story of Yes

The bungalow was dark. The only sound was Papi’s rasp, breath after breath. Salvatore knew his Father’s time was near, and he was gripped with fear and anger.

“Come here, Hijo.”

Salvatore neared his Father’s deathbed with dread. It was just another loss, another problem.

“Hijo, I have nothing to give you… The soldiers took my land, and killed your Mother… All I have is a promise I have kept,.. and this I give to you. It is a source of riches beyond description… Keep this promise, and you will be rewarded.”



Papi explained to Salvatore that each week he was to bring a gift to the Anciano on the neighboring mountain. It didn’t matter what, he was to bring a gift. He was not to miss a week, not one, for any excuse. Then Papi gently died, with a half smile on his face.

Salvatore was furious. If his Father had a source of riches, why didn’t he share them? Why didn’t he use them to ease their miserable lives?

During the war, Salvatore and his family had escaped and relocated to a scrap of land that he was desperately trying to cultivate. All he had was this land, a handful of sheep, and now, his Father’s promise to  keep. It was just another burden.


Salvatore began his journey up the neighboring mountain begrudgingly. “Bring a gift, indeed. I have nothing but this water in my goatskin. That old man will just have to accept my nothing.”


The mountain is very steep

Every step along the way, Salvatore cursed. He resented the time it took away from his land, and the effort it took to climb the hill. The whole situation was a supreme bother, and he wished he hadn’t agreed to continue this promise.

At last, he reached the place where the Anciano lived, and he threw down the goatskin in front of him. “Why don’t you get your own water? What do you ever contribute to the refugees below? Do you know how selfish you are being? Do you know how hard this is for me to do? I can’t afford the time away from my land, and my family! You‘re worthless, Old Man.”

Anciano looks deeply at Salvatore, nods, and says “yes.”

Salvatore, frustrated, spins on his heel, and heads down the hillside.

Anciano takes the water that Salvatore has just given him, and places it in a beautiful place in his meager garden. There he contemplates the purity of the water. He thinks of the clouds forming, eventually dropping their moisture. He sees lakes and rivers filling up with life-giving water, supplying villages and villagers everywhere. He considers the goat, eating the grass also fed by the water, and about the sacrifice of the goat’s life to make the very bag the water was carried in. He thinks of the skill it took the craftsman to make the goatskin bag water tight, so no precious drop of water was lost.

All of this he thought about with respect, and his heart filled with gratitude.


Precious water

Meanwhile Salvatore continues down the hill glad that he got the promise out of the way for this week. He felt lighter for having told the old man what he thought of his laziness and selfishness. Somehow, the exercise of going up and down the hill and the sunshine on his back felt good too.

The Day of Promise arrives the next week before Salvatore realizes it. Aggravated, he grabs some corn from a pile in the corner, just to have something to bring. “What a bother,” he thinks as he labors up the hill.

When he meets the lean old man, Salvatore once again offhandedly dumps the corn in front of him. “My wife is sick. I should be there taking care of her. Since she is ill, I have to do twice the load. You are so selfish and worthless. You do nothing to contribute to us. Here’s your food.”

Again, the old man looks meaningfully into Salvatore’s eyes, nods, and says “Yes.”

Salvatore, puzzled and annoyed, turns and heads down the hill.


Corn is a staple all throughout Latin America

Anciano places the corn on his small table and begins to think how the corn was made. Again, the rain, the seeds that some man collected and planted when the time was right. The soil which gave of its nutrients. He thought of the time and patience it took for the corn to grow; days of sunshine and nights of moonlight. He remembered the man who labored to pick the corn, put it into a sack, and carried it up the hill for him to eat. His heart swelled with gratitude, and he blessed the corn.

Meanwhile, Salvadore, on his way down the hill, feels lighter for having dropped off his sack of corn, and unburdening himself of the troubles he carried in his heart of his wife’s illness. The exercise he was getting filled his lungs with fresh air. His heart beat strongly. The sun warmed his back and gave his cheeks color.

Week after week, Salvatore keeps his promise to his Father, and week after week, he thinks he will get some riches from the old man. “Maybe I need to give him a better present,” he thinks. “Then he will see that I am worthy of his riches.”

Salvatore decides to give the Anciano a woolen blanket. It’s an expensive gift, and labor intensive.

Arriving at the top of the hill, he gives the blanket to the old man. Anciano looks at Salvatore, smiles a small smile, and says “Yes.”

“What’s the matter with you, Old Man? Nothing impresses you! This is the best I have to offer, and you take it like it is of no importance! I hate this promise. You are nothing but a weight to me.” Salvatore returns down the hill.


Sheep’s wool made into a blanket

Anciano places the blanket on the mat where he sleeps and considers how the blanket is made. The soil, moisture and sunshine that fed the grass that fed the sheep that grew the wool. The man who sheared the sheep, and the woman who took the wool and processed it into yarn and wove the blanket. Countless hours went into the making of this woolen blanket, and Anciano’s heart filled to bursting.

What a gift!

Salvatore, against his better judgment begins to realize that he enjoys dumping the mental and emotional burdens he carries onto the old man. He feels lighter inside; energized by the exercise, the release of his anger, and the weights of his heart. He begins to notice the flowers along side the hill, and the colors of the rocks that line his path. He wonders why he has never seen them before.


Seasons pass, and weekly Salvatore brings his gifts to Anciano. Sometimes it is fruit, or vegetables, firewood, seeds or nuts. Each time he places the gift in front of the old man and tells him what a problem it is to bring them to him. He tells him of the sacrifices he makes to keep this promise.

Soon, he also begins to tell the old man of his worries for his family. He speaks of his son who is just becoming a man, and how he fears for him. Will he be able to make his way in the world? Will he have to join the army and fight at the border of the neighboring country?

There are fears he has for his wife; how hard she works, and he wonders if she will be able to keep up this pace. He shares his concerns over his daughter. Will she find a good husband? And what about his crops? Will there be enough rain? Too much?

No matter what Salvatore says, or what mood he is in, Anciano listens intently, nods thoughtfully, and says “Yes.”

Salvatore begins to realize that he has never known anyone like this before in his life. The old man accepts him on good days and bad, and with large gifts and small ones too. Soon, Salvatore becomes aware that he is feeling much freer inside himself. His weekly visits climbing up and down the hill and unburdening himself to this old man has made him lean and strong. Clear headed. There is a deep change inside and he’s not sure why or how it happened.


The Path of Life

He begins to look forward to his visits with Anciano. Instead of his fears and angers and resentments, soon, Salvatore finds that he speaks to the old man of his hopes and dreams for his son, his daughter. He excitedly tells of how he wants to expand his land and his home. Hiring men to help him with his increased crop yield.

Anciano listens to it all. He smiles, nods and accepts everything Salvatore gives him.


One day Salvatore arrives at Anciano’s hut and sees him on his sleeping mat on the floor. Anciano is laboring with his breath. Salvatore becomes alarmed at the prospect that the old man might die.

“Are you dying?! What will I do without you? What will become of me? I need you, Old Man,” he says.

“Yes,” Anciano replies.

They sit together for another hour as the old man passes from this world to the next.

Salvatore places his head on the old man’s chest and weeps for his loss. An emotional storm rises and falls inside of him.  When calm returns, in his mind he hears the old man’s “Yes.”

He looks around and finds a peaceful place in the back of Anciano’s hut where he digs a hole. Lovingly he places the old man in the earth and covers him with dirt. He looks around and doesn’t know what to do. In his mind, he hears the old man’s voice, saying “Yes.


The Anciano’s simple surroundings

He cleans up the hut, waters a few plants, and returns down the hill.“My life has changed,” he says to himself.

“Yes,” he hears the old man say back to him.

Salvatore returns week after week to tidy up the hut, tend the few plants, clear the gravesite of weeds. He continues to talk to the old man at his gravesite, telling him of his hopes, dreams, and fears.

Then one day, Salvatore knows that this ritual is no longer necessary. He has been speaking to the old man on the other side now for a long time. He knows the old man hears him whether he is at his hut or if he is out in the fields.

He decides not to return to the hut, for it is no longer necessary. He carries the old man inside of him now, wherever he goes.

“Yes,” he hears the old man say.
Salvatore returns to his family a profoundly changed man.


Seasons pass. Salvatore feels tired after working a full day with his sheep and mending a fence, and he says “Yes.” Days come and go, weeks and months pass by; horrendous winters, splendid springs, and to everything he says “Yes.”

Salvatore’s inclination to argue has all but ceased. He says “thank you” these days, and notices how his wife smiles more, his daughter is happy, and his son strong. His fear, and all the closing it brings, all the walls it builds, has fallen away. He observes this of himself, and he says “Yes.”

He notices that his son looks up to him now, and seeks him out for advice. His daughter blooms in the safety that he provides for her, and she enjoys his company.


Salvatore’s Family

More seasons pass and his son grows strong, marries a girl and gets a farm of his own. His daughter is sought after by a young man from a neighboring village, gets  married and has a child. His wife ages, the blush of youth vanishes, and is replaced by gentleness, loyalty and the depth of understanding. His crops and number of animals rose and fell and rose again. Some friendships have drifted away, and some have returned. To all of this, Salvatore says an internal “Yes.”

When he feels pain, he sits with it. When he feels happy, he sits with that too. And his heart fills with gratitude at the mystery and fullness of Life.

Neighbors and countrymen alike begin to notice his strength, his wisdom, steadfastness, and calm courage. They seek him out for his counsel. He listens intently to all that they present to him. He gives guidance and insight. Some accept what he has to say and others do not. To each, in his heart, he says “Yes.”

Life continues in this way, until Salvatore finds himself in his bed having difficulty breathing, and he knows that his time for leaving the world is near. As he no longer fears Life, he no longer fears Death either, and has leaned to say yes to both. Waxing and waning, closeness and distance, hellos and goodbyes, praise and blame. He sits with all of these changes and feels satisfied.



Gratitude fills his heart as he realizes the old man is in front of him.

“Is it time to go now?”

“Yes,” Anciano says, and touches his hand.

Salvatore exhales his last breath and whispers “Yes.” A half smile remains on his face.  His wife touches his hand as she sees him pass from this world to the next. Maria, observing Salvatore all these years, has learned to say yes to Life and to Death as well. Though weeping for her loss, she smiles through her tears and gathers her family close.

“Where did Grandfather go?  I’m afraid, Abuela. Will we be ok?”

“Yes,” she says gently as she kisses her grandchild’s sweet hair.

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Maya 2012 End-of-the-World Prophesy

Sigue, sigue. (SEE-gay, SEE-gay)

We’ve been traveling among the Maya in Central America and Mexico off and on now for several years.

Last spring we stayed in Panajachel, Lake Atitlan for several months while we wrote our latest book, Your Retirement Dream IS Possible. We read where many Maya believe the world was created right here across the lake in Santiago, Lake Atitlan and we took a boat trip across the lake to find out more. We asked everyone we met about the Maya end-of-the-world prophesy for 2012, but most of our questions were met with blank stares or wide eyes of surprise.

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From Palenque to Tulum, from Tikal to Monte Alban, and even to Chich’en Itza the story was all the same.


What do the Maya texts say?


“Sique, sigue” was the most they would say, with a shrug. Which is to let us know that the world will continue on. Nothing much noticeable will happen. “Nothing to see here, folks. Just walk along…”

There was one deeply devoted Maya man in Lamanai just outside of Orangewalk, Belize who assured us that the world would, indeed, be destroyed by water. Maya texts were indicative of such. But he also proudly informed us that all of his tours upriver to these Lamanai ruins were booked solid for December, 2012. The obvious fact of being at sea level in Belize and right next to a river with the world predicted to be destroyed by water must have escaped his impartial rational side.


The mighty Maya city at Chich’en Itza


I don’t know if we’ll get “the answers” about the future from the Maya, who themselves don’t seem clear on the issue.

Some say the world has been modifying for decades now (is this a new fact?), and the exact date of December 21, 2012 is inconsequential. Whether we like it or not, we are being moved forward into the unknown – kicking and screaming because of our resistance to it, or opened and welcoming of the alterations, hopefully for the better.

At any rate, and no matter what is or might be happening, we are the ones who choose the lens through which we view.

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Are You a Travel Geek?

Billy and I have been members of LinkedIn for years. Only recently have we taken advantage of the resources available there for travelers, for authors and for other interests we might have.

Today I read about a group to join called Travel Geeks.


I always knew we were a bit “geek-y” about travel, but when I read this description, it was like coming home.

Travel Geeks are those who explore explore off the beaten path, often based on a particular interest. We’re the independently minded, trusting of local advice over the establishment’s and one those who are willing to find and share local expertise with like-minded individuals. Travel geeks are the bright eyed, dirty sleeved, who get up at five for sunrise, who quest and discover treasures only they can unlock. Whether its 5 miles or 5,000, the travel geeks will search them out, cradle their discovery, and carry it back to the like-minded.

Uh-HUH. That’d be us!

How about you? Is one of your passions travel? There are lots of us out there…

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Managing Lodging Expense on the Road

People often ask us how we travel the world on so little.

As readers of our website and blog know, there are 4 categories of highest spending: housing, transportation, taxes and food.

Lodging on the road can be a massive expense but if you are savvy, you will be able to bargain for better rates. As the photo shows you, this hotel in Guatemala charges 300 Quetzales for one night’s stay. That currently translates into about $38USD. But we have purchased a monthly rate and bargained hard. What do we pay? 54 Quetzales – less than $7USD a night.

room rate

What would you rather pay? $38 or $7 for the same room?

That’s a big difference.

The longer you stay, the better the rate.

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Meeting Jesus in Guatemala

The mountain grown and freshly roasted coffee of Guatemala is famous around the world and here in Panajachel, Lake Atitlan I can purchase a rich cappuccino for 10 Quetzales or about $1.25. For me, this is a delicious treat and often times when coming back from the market, I will stop by one of the local cafés and get one to go.

This day, however, I decided to enjoy the cappuccino slowly, inside the shop, while watching the action outside on the street.

In the Dinosaur

So I’m in the Dinosaur Café when a small boy of about 8 years approaches me to purchase some of his mother’s hand woven note cards. These lovely cards are sold by all of the children here in Pana and some of the older kids can be quite persistent – past the point of my saying “no, thank you” or “I’m not interested today.” Often they can engage in a long winded debate with me that will last several blocks of walking through town and in the end, extracting a “Yes, maybe later” response. If I ever meet that child again and don’t buy a card, some will shout obscenities and accuse me of breaking a promise or lying to them.


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My policy now is to not begin the conversation at all and hasten my step after I have said “No, thank you.” It saves us both the trouble, even if it appears to be harsh on the surface.

Encountering an angel

This angel-of-a-child leaves me alone after my first “No” and I am most grateful. I see him approach a Gringo man with massive, wild, graying hair. This man doesn’t buy any cards either, but instead offers him a sweet delicacy from a box he recently purchased at the gourmet shop up the street. The child of course waits patiently while the old man struggles with the box’s wrappings and as I watch this scene, this sweet boy sneaks a peek at me.

Jesus in Guatemala

Young girl selling stuffed animals

I can’t help but share a smile with him as it seems the simple act of giving him a piece of candy has taken several long minutes because the man cannot get the box open. And the boy and I both appreciate his energetic attempt to get the plastic shrink wrap off and open the box to reveal the fine prize inside.

Moving towards the sale

But did I blunder?

The fact that I met this child’s eyes and communicated by way of sharing a grin has now given him another fair chance to begin the bargaining game again and to approach me a second time.

I am sitting in a large wicker chair that is low to the ground and the boy is small. We are pretty much nose-to-nose now and the second level of contact has been made: I did not shoo him away.

He sits on the floor and begins giving me his spiel once again.

Will diversion work?

I try a diversion tactic by telling him his piece of nougat looks delicious and I’m sure he’ll enjoy it. Now the boy begins speaking to me in English about how I should purchase these cards for my boyfriend, my husband, my sister, my daughter, my son… and he goes on and on in practiced order. I am intrigued by this child for reasons only my heart knows, and I tell him in Spanish how good his English is and ask where he learned it.

Jesus in Guatemala

These brothers sell their mime skills

“In the street” he says proudly in Spanish. I tell him that is where I learned my Spanish! We have something in common!

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Another product enters the game

We aren’t making any progress on me purchasing his note cards so he pulls out his collection of woven bracelets. These are made from scraps of thread left over from the women’s weavings, and the bracelets are about 3/8 of an inch wide and about 6 inches long, plus a tie thread on both ends.

I say to him, “Oh these are beautiful but I don’t want any” —  and I touch them.

Moving on to level 3

I have now brought us to the 3rd level of the bargaining process; I have made physical contact with his product.

I know better than this but I can’t help myself. Once you touch something a vendor is selling, that is a move forward in the game. Every vendor knows this, even an 8 year old child. I love textiles and I had never seen these things up close and I wanted to take a look.

Okay, Okay, I’m up to my eyeballs in this now so I ask him his name. “Jesus (Hay-SOOS)” he replies.

Jesus in Guatemala

Bracelets made from weaving scraps

“Did your Mom make these too?”

“Yes and I give you a good price.” He’ll sell me the whole packet for 10Q, the price of my cappuccino. I know that’s cheap and it is a good price.

I have no use for these things, and I’ve over packed as it is, so whatever I purchase is one more thing I have to carry. My mind is whining to myself and I think of purchasing them and giving them away to the next person I see… anything, now that I’m this far into the sales process. To disengage at this point is pretty rude.

Finishing the deal

Then Jesus whips out another packet of bracelets just like the first one and says that he’ll give them all to me for 15Q’s, just under $2. Of course, that’s a screaming deal too, and I still don’t need the first dozen and now I have TWO dozen… and I think “but the kid has to eat, and something besides this sugary nougat.”

So I say yes.

His face looks like Christmas and completely lights up. I get out my small change purse and ask him on purpose “How much did you say?” Jesus doesn’t miss a beat and says “20 Quetzales.”

“Oh no, Jesus, you told me 15” and his smile gets even larger because he knows he has not sold to a fool. This makes him very proud of his work and he can brag about this to his mother.

As I hand Jesus his 15Q, he reminds me that the price he gave me was good. It’s a cheap price.

To him I say “Jesus, I know. Thank you.”

Jesus in Guatemala

Girl with sibling on her back has one cabbage to sell

Early childhood education

This young man is so happy, I can’t even describe it to you. He sold something fair and square and made 15Q. I don’t know if he is going to go purchase a solid lunch or if he will choose to take the money home to his mother. But the satisfaction that Jesus is feeling is written all over his body. He took my no’s and was still persistent. He made a sale and he looked like 15 Quetzales was more money he had seen in one location in his life.

Children in these 3rd World Countries all learn to bargain and sell. It’s a survival tool that they take with them into adulthood, and once learned, it can never be taken away. Their sense of self-sufficiency and self-reliance is mixed with communication skills and parents can proudly send them out into the world knowing they can fend for themselves.

This sort of training has been going on for centuries. I can only hope we are teaching our children something this useful as well.

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