Monday, August 31, 2009

Frequently Asked Questions

Q. "How was your time in England?"
A. The short answer: Fabulous! The long answer: Read my blog.

Q. "What was your favourite place?"
A. I really can't narrow it down to one particular place or experience because the things that stand out in my mind change from day to day. I think my favourite cities were Rome (incredible history), Salzburg (friendly, pretty, and cozy), and London (a lot to see and it makes me feel proud to be part of the Commonwealth). A few of my favourite experiences, in no particular order: I never grew tired of hearing Big Ben chime at the parliament buildings in London, visiting Poland and connecting with my roots was amazing, I loved being a part of a wonderful church family, I love being able to say I climbed the Leaning Tower of Pisa, being the foreigner with the hot accent is a fabulous experience, walking along the outer wall of Harlech Castle was surreal, learning how to catch a sheep with a crook was an unexpected perk of spending Christmas on a farm, and it was great to settle in and feel like a foreign country was my home for a little while.

Q. "So, you didn't find a husband, eh?"
A. No, I didn't, but one more week and I'm sure I would have had an engagement ring. (It has surprised me to discover how popular this question is on both sides of the ocean - apparently a lot of people were expecting me to relocate with a spousal visa!)

Q. "How did you travel for so long without any income?"
A. When I first started considering this trip in January 2008, I began saving my money. I paid room-and-board, tithed, put fuel in my car, and spent money on little else. My self-control was motivated by considering every expenditure as a portion of a flight from England into Europe ("A sweater for $45? That's almost a flight to Italy!" or "A Starbucks drink for $4.50? Seven of those and I could fly to Ireland!"). I ended up spending about $13,000/£7,300 during the past eleven months. I didn't set myself a budget, I just tried to be sensible about expenditures. Because I didn't keep any kind of budget or records, I really have no idea how my money stretched so far. I was given free or cheap accommodation several times when I travelled, but, logically, my money still shouldn't have stretched so far. The credit goes to God because it's a miracle that I was able to do so much with so little.

Q. "Are you going to keep writing your blog?"
A. No, the blog is nearly finished - only one more post... or maybe two. I'll leave the blog online for quite a while, but I won't write any additional posts. It's time for my private life to return to being private and just live a normal life without always thinking, "Hey! That would be great for my blog!" I've let people see into my heart every day for long enough; I want to return to focusing on two-way friendships.

Q. "Are you going to publish a book?"
A. I plan to create a hard-copy record of this blog by self-publishing a full-colour, hard-cover book for myself and the few others who want copies. It will likely take three to six months to be ready to go to print and I'm not sure what the price will be (based on a previous project, I figure it will likely be $50 - 100 per copy). The content and format may change slightly - the "boring" posts removed, some photos changed, maybe add a few extra stories that I didn't want to publish publicly. I may also print a smaller photo book with brief captions - something a little less overwhelming than the complete blog. If you're interested in purchasing a copy, please email me (apiechnik@gmail.com) to indicate which book you'd prefer and I'll put your name and email address on a list. Once I've worked out prices, I'll get in touch so you can make a final decision.

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I know how many people read this blog on a regular basis and the number is far more than the thirty people who have told me they read it. If you feel like finally fessing up instead of lurking, please post a comment or send me an email!
apiechnik@gmail.com

A Summary

Total blog entries published: 233
Length of time to create each entry: usually an hour or two, often longer
Number of days spent working on the blog: 233 entries x 2 hours per entry ÷ 24 hours = 19 days (or almost 12 weeks of full-time work at 8 hours per day)
Number of photos shot during this trip: 5,973
Number of photos used on the blog: 1,372 (not including links to extra albums)

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Quirky Dreams Fulfilled:
Walk on the Cobb at Lyme Regis.
Work on a farm during lambing season.
Toss a coin in Trevi Fountain.
Climb the Leaning Tower of Pisa.
See bluebell fields in England.
Experience a West End theatre production in London.
Have my photo taken in front of the Eiffel Tower.
Eat outside at a cafe in Paris.
Drink a proper cream tea.
See a live Panda.
Hear live, classical music in Vienna.
Visit Portobello Road.
Eat fish and chips at the beach (ate chips at the beach).
See the crown jewels at the Tower of London.

Quirky Dreams Yet to happen:
Watch a pantomime.
See sunflower fields blooming in Italy.
See the white and blue buildings on the coast in Greece.
Do a road trip through the Maritime provinces of Canada.
See the clusters of monarch butterflies in Mexico.

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A selection of some of my favourite photos:

October 7, 2008
Door knob on Salisbury Cathedral.
The first of many door photos.

October 10, 2008
The folding fork represents my fascination with everything quirky and charming in England. Yes, I brought it home as a souvenier.

October 19, 2008
Me and Qimmiq in Wales.
The house-sitting opportunity was the first adventure of many that were simply dropped in my lap.


October 26, 2008
The view from
Dolforwyn Castle in Wales.

This was my laptop background photo throughout my time in England.

December 12, 2008
Walking on the Cobb at Lyme Regis.
The first of many quirky dreams fulfilled.

December 13, 2008
A view during my eight-day solo road trip through south-west England.











May 21, 2009
The view over Paris from the Arc de Triomphe.




June 10, 2009
Walking along the chalk cliffs in Eastbourne with my parents.

Sunday, August 30, 2009

Reflections on Solo Travel

I've had so many people gasp and tell me I'm brave when they heard I moved to England alone. People of all ages seem shocked that I've spent so much time travelling by myself, but I really don't feel courageous or out of the ordinary. Just ask my family and they'll tell you I'm usually a wimp who loves the comforts of a cozy home. It certainly wasn't my dream to travel solo. Seeing the world alone isn't as scary as most people seem to think... or maybe God has just blinded me to the things that should have terrified me.

Many people who follow this blog have never met me or have just had brief chats with me and they assume I must be one of those wander-lust world-travellers. I've actually never had those feet that itch to see the world. I didn't spend years dreaming about doing this trip; the thought of living abroad occurred to me in January 2008 and I arrived in England ten months later. This trip was born out of a desire to experience life in another country, step outside my comfort zone, learn to trust God to daily provide for me, and dare to fulfill dreams alone. Travelling was a perk that came with the territory.

It really disappoints me to discover that most women I've spoken with about this trip have told me they would never consider travelling alone. It's not something I would suggest for every woman, but I think more people should consider it. Through solo travel you have to solve problems and be your own advocate. No group tour, no friend to giggle with, no husband to order food for you in a foreign language, no backups. It's just you alone with your thoughts, hopes, dreams, and fears. Writing that makes me laugh and realize why people think I'm crazy. If somebody had the option to travel with friends, why on earth would they travel alone? In the midst of the loneliness, moments of panic, and abundance of joy, I've learned things about God and myself that I would never see if I had the comforts of having people around to support me. I love travelling with other people because it's a great way to see the world, but I don't want to hold back on adventure simply because solo travel offers unique challenges.

I think once in a while we all need to find a way to break down our comfort zone and see what doors open unexpectedly as a result. I'm talking to myself as much as anyone else – I love my comfort zone and it's never easy to push beyond it. A few months ago I received an email from a friend who stepped out of her comfort zone by joining a yoga class alone and I was so excited for her. I think there are little things we can do to spread our wings and find joy in the little things but we get too comfortable with the familiar. Try a new recipe. Venture out to a "new members" night at a photography or gardening club. Walk in a park you've driven past a hundred times, but never bothered stopping. Buy a milk-shake and sit on a bench to people-watch. Drive to the beach alone and watch a sunset.

Live from the heart! Keep watching for a breathtaking piece of folly, no matter how small, that God places in front of you to delight your heart and make other people shake their heads at you.

Friday, August 28, 2009

I'm Home!

"So, is it just you and the baby travelling today?"
- The airline representative who checked my itinerary and assumed Lottie was accompanying me back to Canada. (Emma wouldn't let me take her.)

My alarm went off at 6:30 a.m. and I left for the airport with Ian and Rachel at 8:30 a.m. In spite of some detours to avoid heavy highway traffic due to an earlier accident, we made good time and met Matthew, Emma and the girls at the airport. I was delighted to see that Emma was wearing the outfit she bought when I was shopping with her, and Hannah was wearing a Peppa Pig shirt! (I borrowed a DVD from her so I could show my family the adorable cartoon pig family. I also purchased a Peppa Pig book and had their family put their handprints on the inside of the cover for me. The giggles and snorting crack me up!)

We hoped to have a chance to sit down in a coffee shop for a visit before I went through security, but by the time I checked in for my flight, paid the expected excess baggage fees (£230 but the total cost was still cheaper than any other airline so I didn't mind), and dropped my bags off, it was almost time to go through security. Our little group gathered to take a few photos and my tears started falling as we walked toward the security gate. It was tough to walk away from my life in England - the comfort of close friends and a church family I love - toward a life in Canada with family and friends, yet plenty of uncertainty and change. After hugs all around, including a long snuggle from Lottie (she melted into me - a first so I think she knew I was leaving), we gathered in a huddle to pray, and then I walked through security as my little entourage went off to the coffee shop.

Me and my girls, Lottie and Hannah.
I love Lottie's smirk behind her thumb-sucking.

Me and Emma.

Me and Rachel.

Hannah spinning for me.

Hannah and her Peppa Pig shirt!

My flight ended up being delayed by almost three hours so I technically could have had time to go for coffee with everyone. Instead, I ate lunch alone and napped on a bench. The ten-hour flight went fine and I sat next to a friendly couple, but the individual televisions weren't working very well so the flight seemed to take extra-long. I brought along my Paddington Bear book and enjoyed it during the flight. Such a cute story!

Mom, Dad, and Jonathan were going to meet me at the airport, but only Mom stayed behind when they realized the flight was delayed by almost three hours. It was so good to see family again! Everybody except Adam was at home for supper and some of my favourite foods were served - marinated, barbequed pork tenderloin; Canlis salad; and Clamato. My sister-in-law Keri made whoopie pies for dessert - a first for the family and they were delicious!

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(Click here to listen to O Canada.)

O Canada!
Our home and native land!
True patriot love in all thy sons command.
With glowing hearts we see thee rise,
The True North strong and free!
From far and wide, O Canada,
We stand on guard for thee.

Refrain:
God keep our land glorious and free!

O Canada, we stand on guard for thee.
O Canada, we stand on guard for thee.

O Canada! Where pines and maples grow.
Great prairies spread and lordly rivers flow.
How dear to us thy broad domain,
From East to Western sea.
Thou land of hope for all who toil!
Thou True North, strong and free!

Refrain

O Canada! Beneath thy shining skies
May stalwart sons, and gentle maidens rise,
To keep thee steadfast through the years
From East to Western sea.
Our own beloved native land!
Our True North, strong and free!

Refrain

Ruler supreme, who hearest humble prayer,
Hold our Dominion in thy loving care;
Help us to find, O God, in thee
A lasting, rich reward,
As waiting for the better Day,
We ever stand on guard.

Refrain