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Why your Travels will make you an Awesome Parent

I’m excited to announce that a second little Hobo has arrived in our lives in the form of a Baby Girl. Juggling two is tough at times and I often draw from my experiences abroad to make it through the day. Here is why we’ll-travelled people make the best parents:

#1 – Sleep Deprivation. You know that feeling of arriving in a new city on the other side of the earth after 22 hours in transit with two layovers? Ya, that’s what it feels like to parent a newborn. Somehow you run on minimal sleep. Your years of adjusting to jet lag will come in handy!

#2 – Lack of Personal Hygiene: Traipsing through countries with a hot climate. Cheaping out on a hostel with only one shower for 20 people. Choosing to sightsee rather than bathe. Swimming in the ocean and justifying it as your shower. The ability to go a little less fresh than usual will come in handy as a new parent. Who’s got time for hygiene when there is sleep to be had!?

#3 – Language Barriers: We’ve all been there; frustrated beyond frustration trying to communicate with someone who doesn’t speak the same language. Hmmm, kind of sounds like a baby trying to tell you what they want. It’s fairly impossible to communicate. These situations need a lot of patience and persistence… but you already know that due to your experience with the Thai taxi driver.

#4 – Naps: The ability to nap anytime and anywhere is a glorious skill. Most often, travellers are great nappers. Whether it be a nap in transit or a quick snooze on the beach, you’ve probably mastered the art over the years. Use your napping powers to survive those first few months!

#5 Flexibility: The most seasoned of travellers have developed a go-with-the-flow attitude. They know they have zero control over airport delays, booking mistakes, language miscommunications, etc. They let go of control and adapt to current situations. I’ve concluded that parenting is really just one giant exercise in letting go of control. These tiny humans have minds of their own and they most definitely don’t always operate according to your plans. The more care free and flexible you can be as a parent, the more you will enjoy your journey. 🙂

Life on Mount Cameroon

5:00 in the morning came quickly but I was ready.  I crawled out from under my mosquito net and pulled on my 12 year old Umbro shorts then layered up with some other clothes I knew would get destroyed.  After pouring dirty water down the toilet to make it flush I met the others in the lobby of our “hotel” in Buea, Cameroon, Africa.

After some bread and bananas for breakfast we started walking with our head lamps.  The chatty morning people led the pack while the others lagged behind dragging their feet and rubbing their eyes.  Strolling down the street to the base of Mount Cameroon we saw the town slowly come alive.  Children heading to school in their uniforms, packed buses that could not possibly have met safety regulations, and livestock being herded or fed shared the morning with us.

The air was cool but thick with humidity when we started at the base and clambered through the dense rainforest at the base of the mountain.  Lush greenery and sweet smells overwhelmed our senses.  By this point all 16 members of the group were alert and excited for the adventure that lay ahead.  Laughter and jokes rang through the forest amidst the huffing and puffing of trekking a steady uphill. IMG_0503The porters, however, seemed to be having no issues.  They passed by us in nothing but flip-flops carrying 12 L of water on their head.  They must have learned this from their younger sisters whose main job of the day was fetching water and taking care of the siblings.

 

About mid-day we took a rest before tackling the section of the mountain fondly nicknamed, “The Wall”.  This rocky climb is the most vertical ascent of the towering volcano.  We Westerners changed our socks, drank water from our camelbacks, and replenished our energy with protein bars.  The porters huddled together, also taking a rest.  The occasional porter smoked a cigarette or ate a banana.  These young men were lean and strong; made for climbing mountains.  The climbers of our group, although fit, were carrying around an extra 20 lbs of bulky muscle; stylish in the western world but totally impractical for climbing uphill for two days.  The tall, slim Cameroonians looked like they could walk for weeks.

The porters led the way up the steep Wall while we clambered OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAbehind mostly on all fours. The excessive panting and jagged rocks were worth it because when we reached our camp for the night we were met with a stunning view of rolling hills.  The yellow grass shimmered in the warm afternoon sun.  We rested, revelling in our accomplishment of the day, while the porters made dinner.  I should have eaten more but I could not stomach the soggy noodles and greasy chickpeas that lay awaiting for us in the communal pot.

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Bed time was approximately 7:00 when the sun set.  We had our choice of snoozing in the hut infested with rats or testing our fate sleeping under the stars with the mountain lions. Using a moss covered rock as my pillow I opted to rest surrounded by the openness of the mountain and cuddled with my friends for warmth.

The next morning we woke at a gruelling 3:00 to try for the summit. In single file silence we paced upwards in the pitch black with only our headlamps and the experience of the DSC00351porters guiding us. We lost half of our team who were too sore or tired to continue to the top.  The patient porters took them down to the hut where we made camp the previous night. cameroon 13Just as I felt that I could not take one more step upwards the sun started rising.  Rejuvenated by the energy of the rays and the stunning scenery that lay waiting for us at the top of Mount Cameroon, we continued on in high spirits.  As the temperature got warmer we began peeling off our layers and giving them to our porters as a thank you.  They were thrilled to receive the gifts and would wear them for many future treks.

The last stretch was easy.  We clambered up the steep tip to take in the cloudy view and of course take our picture with the sign!  2200 m… we had made it. The sense of accomplishment was something I will never forget.  The porters looked on at us kindly; understanding that the climb was much more challenging for us than it was for them.

During the descent one of the porters offered to take a few of us to see the volcanic crater.  Standing on the ledge of one of the most active volcanoes in Africa makes one really appreciate life.  Looking into the gray depth of this giant hole in the Earth I could only imagine what it would have been like to be a citizen living in Buea during the eruption in 2000. As if echoing my philosophical thoughts the porter pointed to a single purple flower growing from the charred lava rock nearby.  “Good can always come from bad,” he said as he pointed to the solo blossom.

 

It was noon and we needed to finish our descent before sun down.  We climbers thought that the way down would be easy but we could tell by the focus of the porters that we still had our work cut out for us.  On the way down we would hear the porters murmur “Ashia,” to each other and anyone they passed.  When we asked the mild mannered porters what Ashia meant they said, “Courage”.  Courage is definitely needed for life on the mountain. Every year in Buea the Race of Hope is held on Mount Cameroon.  Sarah Etonge won first place four years in a row on this 40 km run with a elevation difference of 2500 m.  Sarah, a Cameroonian who lives at the bottom of the slope, has earned the nickname, “Queen of the Mountain”.  She is a single mother who trains once a week in between taking care of her seven children.

 

Using switchbacks to make the descent easier and calling out to each other when loose lava rock came tumbling down ensured most of us to made it down the hill.  One girl twisted her knee and had to be piggy-backed to the bottom by the strongest porter. Dirty, exhausted, and hungry we thanked our brave guides and stumbled back to our hotel to enjoy a shower (albeit with limited water) and a warm dinner.  One can only wonder what the porters were heading home to. Maybe after the gruelling climb of the mountain they had to help their families with the livestock.  Perhaps they would use their hard earned money to pay tuition for a younger sibling to attend school.  Maybe they themselves were training for the Race of Hope with the ambition of winning the large cash prize and the coveted title of Champion.  Or maybe they would just wait for the next group of climbers and then they would repair their best flip-flops, don the toque given to them by a previous tourist, and set out on the Mountain again.

 

 

 

 

 

Travelling with Kids

I have some exciting news to share… I gave birth to a Mini Hobo!  Once I got over the aftershock of becoming a new parent I immediately started brainstorming ways to travel with my wee one.  This section of my blog will provide advice for travelling with your own little ones.  After all, just because you are a parent doesn’t mean you’re destined never to vacation again! It just might be a little different.  🙂

 

Top 7 Reasons to Overland

Overlanding; it’s not a road trip, you’re not bouncing from tourist destination to tourist destination via plane, it’s better than a tuktuk or daladala … it’s overlanding.  As skeptical as I was at first, I fell in love with overlanding.  I present to you, the top 7 reasons why you should need to experience this unique form of travel.

From Kenya to South Africa in an overlander.

From Kenya to South Africa in an overlander.

7.  No wifi, no air conditioning, no TV, no music.  Sounds like a nightmare, right?  WRONG!  Without all of these distractions you are able to/forced to make friends with your fellow overlanders.  Overlanding days be anywhere from 4 hours on the truck to, my personal record, 13 hours. Much like sitting around a campfire in the middle of the bush, overlanding brings out stories in people.  There are group tables towards the back of the overlanding trucks which travellers congregate around.  Stories of past adventures are shared, good books recommended, card games played, riddles solved, and jokes told.  If you’re more of an introvert there are spots to write in your journal, read, take in the passing scenery passing, or even catch a nap.  Introvert or Extrovert … you will make lifelong friends overlanding.

Passing time by playing cards

Passing time by playing cards

6. While overlanding you will develop a form of flexibility you didn’t know you had.  I’m talking about flexibility in terms of patience and compassion towards others and also literal physical flexibility.  Some days on an overlander are long.  It can be hot, the bumpy roads can exhaust your body, and you may not always be in the mood for yet another game of charades.  Although these situations bring out the worst in people, they also bring out the best in people.  Overlanders are a kind and generous breed and if not feeling well you can depend on someone to take the bumpy back for a few hours or lend you their headphones so you can zone out for a bit.  The second type of flexibility you will develop is magician-like contortion that you never knew you had.  Napping on seats that don’t recline during a rickety ride with twenty something other people on the truck should be a gymnastic event in the Olympics.  Personal space no longer exists and limbs fill every comfortable crevice on the overlander.  This sounds awful, but trust me, it’s all part of the fun.

Flexibility at its best.

Flexibility at its best.

5. While on an overlanding trip you see a progression of scenery that you would never get to see while flying from spot to spot.  Tourist destinations are beautiful and fun, but not always the most authentic.  While over landing you get to see the real country.  The local people going about their work, the landscape flowing from dry deserts and plains to soaring mountains in the sky.  You understand the infrastructure of the countries and see the progression as you pass from less developed areas to more developed areas.  And did I mention the wildlife!?  It is not uncommon to see a giraffe galloping across the field, or an elephant blocking the road, or a Masai man herding his cattle.  You simply don’t get the authenticity unless you overland.

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From plains to desert to mountains to sea.

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From plains to mountains to desert to sea.

4. This next reason is a little more logical; overlanders are safe.  Experienced truck drivers who know the routes like the back of their hand will take care of you.  Overlanders are elevated which not only makes for a better view of the passing countryside, but it means you never have to worry about anyone being able to reach up through the windows.  To board the overlander there is a set of retractable stairs that lead to a locking door.  If you are ever feeling uncomfortable or overwhelmed by the locals you can simply stay on the overlander.  Your belongings are also guaranteed to be safe because they are locked in compartments underneath the truck until you arrive at your camping destination for the night.  Overlanders have a specialized lock box for passports and other valuables for added safety.  I never once worried about my personal safety or my belongings.

Stopping for a quick lunch.

Stopping for a quick lunch.

3. As it turns out, overlanding is a traveling sub-culture.  At some of the campgrounds you have the chance to meet and interact with other overlanders.  Here you can share stories of the places you’ve visited, compare your precious overlanding trucks and gear, and sometimes even challenge each other to a game of football, flunky ball, or frisbee.  Once you’ve overlanded you join a type of elite travellers club that only other overlanders will understand.

The Overlanders Club

The Overlanders Club   

2. Overlanders are convenient and glorious inventions!  Each overland is equipped with spots to store luggage, compartments for the storage of tents (provided by the company), a mat pile for added comfort when sleeping on the ground, as well as a camping kitchen!  The stove is built into one of the compartments and all kitchen dishes needed are in the section beside.  It is the job of the overlanders to work as a team to set up an eating area (foldable chairs are found in yet another compartment), prep and cook food, and clean the dishes.  This may sound like a lot of responsibility but many hands make light work.  After breakfast in the morning travellers are responsible for breaking camp and loading up the supplied gear into the convenient storage spots of the overlander before heading out on the road again!

My tentmate and I.

My tentmate and I.

1. The last and most important reason to overland is spontaneity.  Having the flexibility to stop whenever you want to soak in the local culture is a gift unto its own.  In Malawi we stopped for a “bush toilet” and ended up spending an hour singing and playing with some local children who appeared from a town nearby.  In Tanzania we pulled off on the side of the road to take in the breathtaking view of the Serengeti and learn about ant lions in the sand.  Our road was blocked by a stubborn elephant for 15 minutes in Botswana, but we marvelled at it’s majestic demeanour.  In Namibia we played football with some kids in a parking lot then smiled inside at the screams of delight they emitted when we gave them our ball.  It’s the things that are not in the itinerary that make overlanding the special type of travel that it is.

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Although difficult at times, overlanding is a must for the adventurous traveller.  Take it from me, I spent 40 days overlanding Eastern and Southern Africa, and I would do it again in a heartbeat.

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