blessed are the curious for they shall have adventures

If I were to narrow it down to the most valuable thing that I learnt from our working holiday in Whistler, it would be gratitude. Although I had some understanding of what gratitude was, I had never truly practiced it.

Gratitude: noun [mass noun]
the quality of being thankful; readiness to show appreciation for and to return kindness

When Jordan and I arrived home, I felt overwhelmed. The sincere love and support we received from family was so special. I had a new appreciation for where we lived and the home that we had created. We came home healthy despite travelling through the peak of Covid-19 and stayed safe during our trips up the mountains. We grew as individuals and, for that, our relationship is stronger than ever. We overcame obstacles and challenges that were thrown our way and I wouldn’t change anything about our trip, for it has made me the person I am today, and for that, I am blessed.

Part 3/3 – March 2020

go where you feel most alive

In the last twenty-four hours, I feel like I’ve entered a new chapter of my life, with feelings of relief and excitement. A chapter of movement, gratitude, travel and new goals astir. I’ve felt The travel bug growing exponentially in my belly and a strong craving for adventure; watch this space.

Part 2/3 – the first couple months of 2020

we must take adventures in order to know where we truly belong

I’m torn between going adventuring and pocketfuls of money. And in order to travel, I need pocketfuls of money, so I guess that’s my first step. In Australia, particularly Adelaide, things are starting to open up again. For example, and most importantly, the gym reopens in less than forty-eight hours. Yeah, there’s a bunch of restrictions and you have to book in one of twenty time slots allocated on the hour, but it’s a start.

Switching lanes, I’ve had plenty of time to think and I’ve been reminiscing, hard. I can’t wait to make some fresh travel plans and pack my bags again. But for now, here’s some everyday moments in Canada that I whipped out my phone to capture.

Part 1- the start of work in November and into the new year.

alta lake + 23

Alike most, I am well and truly into the swing of self isolation and buying everything that pops up on my Instagram ads; obviously because I need it and I can’t possibly live without. The only time that I am not at home is when I go to the grocery store for an “adventure”. To be honest, I don’t not like it. After getting over the fact that I had to spend my twenty third birthday in isolation, I’ve developed a nice little routine and I’ve had time to do things that I enjoy.

I get up at about 7.30am and have a fuelling snack whilst logging some feelings, goals for the day and gratitude. With this perspective, I then do my workout. I’ve been using the ‘Keep it Cleaner’ app as a motivational tool to get up and get moving, and follow this with a weights program. Jordan already had a lot of equipment from when he was younger that we were able to dust off and start flingin’ around. Karen, my mother in law, has also been consistently coming down to the deck to join in the workouts with me. Karen’s involvement and interest has kept me driven and accountable.

Breakfast is next on the list and is arguably my favourite time of the day. I’m talking fried eggs, wholemeal bread, cheese and sautéed onion, spinach, mushrooms and broccoli with moroccan seasoning, and some smokey bbq sauce on the side. Some home made kombucha and most likely a coffee, accompanied by a comfy couch and some comedy or motivational tv show on Netflix. A complete recipe for the best breakfast and what I’d be requesting as my last meal on death row.

That’s my morning. It’s usually followed by some tidying, reading, stretching, cooking/baking, going for a walk, listening to a podcast, editing photos, playing music, watching some tv and, of course, scrolling through Instagram; because that weird shaving butter, discounted leggings and fruit enzyme face mask ain’t gon’ buy themselves.

For the moment, I’m feeling content, whole and aware of my thoughts and feelings. I’m wanting to double down on my night routine, to aim for better quality sleep and encourage more productiveness the following day. I’m making sure the weekend is the weekend by relaxing to the max on ‘doona days’ with a couple drinks and indulgent foods. It’s been nice looking forward to something other than a trip to the grocery store.

On another note, I’ve been looking at some photos taken in the last week we were in Whistler and realised that I hadn’t yet posted them. We had just been laid off and, day by day, the village became a ghost town. Everyone that worked for the mountain was hanging out by the grocery/liquor store or down at Alta lake, so we headed down with a couple of subs and ciders to check out the frozen lake and enjoy the sunshine.

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somewhere over the rainbow

Most days went along the lines of ‘Eat, Sleep, Gym, Repeat’ up until we started work. In between, we chatted within our new estate and became friends with Rachel and Emma. Steering away from going crazy (and only just avoiding it), we ventured out to Rainbow Falls, positioned on the opposite side of Alta Lake; a somewhat short distance. We took a taxi from Whistler Village to the base of the trail (we probably could have walked but.. the more you know, right?) So, fresh and ready we spend fifteen minutes looking for a trail leading in the direction of Rainbow Falls. Clueless, we begin to walk into the forest.

We eventually figured out where we were going, only to have been confused as to whether we passed Rainbow Falls or not (we did). A lovely, serene walk all the same and a perfect time to take in the cool, fresh air and appreciate mother nature.

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lost lake

We arrived in Whistler a day before my first day of work. Unfortunately, things didn’t go quite to plan. I worked approximately ten hours over the span of a month before I even had part time work. Jordan didn’t start work till later in the season either. This made it tricky. Moving to a new country is a big change, let alone a very popular ski resort. It felt like we were bleeding money, with the expensive groceries and rent. We tried to settle in, but without working and earning money, we were going stir crazy.  With the lack of snow, the mountains were far from being opened. We tried our best to stay positive and busy, structuring our days well, eating well and staying active. We purchased a six month membership at The Core gym, conveniently located in the centre of the village, of which we religiously attended daily. Thank goodness for the house we were assigned, as many of the units in other housing complexes didn’t even have a stove. Blessed with a full kitchen, dining and lounge area, we made the most of these spaces. As a way of looking forward to something and goal setting, we made plans each week to go on a hike or do something inexpensive, as there wasn’t anything coming in. In those weeks, one of the hikes we did was to Lost Lake.

Lost Lake is quite close to Whistler Village and doesn’t require a car or bus ride. We took the path leading through Upper Village, in means of checking out more of the area, and got onto the Valley Trail there. A beautiful and breezy walk, with clear paths the entire way. Once at Lost Lake, there are tables and a bbq and areas to lay down a picnic rug. We walked all the way around the lake, as the sun went down, then took a trail right into the village (well the car park just outside the village, but you get the idea).

We met a lovely person on the lake that was particularly interested in our stories and how we came to Canada. She insisted on taking our photos with my camera. She told us about some of the good value places to eat and visit and a bit about the mountain and other hikes we could do. So happy and friendly.

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italy / day seventeen / cinque terre

Jordan and I get up early and sneak in a workout before breakfast, then pick up some freshly washed clothes from the dry cleaners and some food for the train ride to Cinque Terre. We finished packing up our things and said ‘arrevedici’ to Roma. The train took approximately four hours to Pisa, from there we changed trains towards La Spezia, then onto the private line, Cinque Terre Express. I love travelling by train and seeing the countryside.

There are five main towns that make up Cinque Terre: Riommagiore, Manarola, Corniglia, Vernazza and Monterosso al Mare. We got off at Monterosso al Mare station and stepped into another world; a magical esplanade overlooking a sea of multicoloured beach umbrellas and crystal-like water. After filling our lungs with the new vacation air, we headed in the direction of our hotel, where we soon dumped our luggage and took a stroll to stretch our legs. We spied a cool, rustic pizza place on our saunter and grabbed a couple pizzas for dinner. We set up camp on the beach and enjoyed some cheesy slices of heaven as the sun went down.

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