The flashbacks continue. I can still identify all of the illness mentioned. HAPE at altitude, Listeria at the deli, & Norovirus on the cruise (that is easy).
When I started my career as a Flight RN I flew a teenager from New York to Sydney. It was summer in New York and I packed accordingly. Not summer in Sydney. Lesson learned.
My husband & I were booked for a tour of Israel & were scheduled to fly from San Francisco the day after the Hamas attack. All flights were suspended to Tel Aviv but the second half of our trip to London & Belgium was already fully booked with tickets, hotels etc. We bought last minute tickets to Alaska, where we are residents& spent a week there. (We were already in CA for our flight to TelAviv). From there we flew to Seattle for a trip to see the polar bears in Churchhill Canada. It was (relatively) mild in Churchhill and mostly around zero. Then we flew to Texas to celebrate a friend’s retirement, went back to Seattle to exchange suitcases & flew to london, then Belgium to complete our originally scheduled trip. While the climate was vastly different in all of the places, the most difficult part was packing for the varying climates.
I actually travel for the climate shock. Living in the Southern California desert, in August and 115+ degrees, I've traveled to Santiago several times as late winter turns into early spring. The climate shock is celebratory! When I lived in New Zealand and the dreary rainy winter months went on and on, I went for the climate shock of Rarotonga beaches or sunny Queensland in Australia. To walk off a plane into temperate weather is one of my favorite things.
I was visiting a friend in Tucson in January. We enjoyed a nice picnic outdoors where the temperature was a very warm 90 degrees. Afterward, I had to fly to Minneapolis-St.Paul and when I arrived that evening the temperature was a -5 degrees.
I went skiing in July in Australia. I stayed in a nice lodge but I had to leave on the weekend because it was full. I Moved to another place. The lodge burned down the day after I left, every one survived but everything the own was lost. I was skiing in a fog and hit a rock, i hit it with my skis, flipped over the top and bent one ski and went down the hill on the other, no ski rental. rented a car and drove around. The road stopped and continued 50 feet to the left. a 4 wheel Holden made across in the mud, we all followed. Returned the car in Sidney. Followed some military into a bar to ask if they knew of a place to stay. they said hop in the car, you can stay in the base. the following day, rented a cab and returned to the airport and returned home, was stared at the airport with a racoon suntan.
Chris, I love travel to Ecuador, back in the 90s I was working in the Ecuadorian rain forest in the oil field. Then Quito had the old airport, and the approach was dicey through the mountain valley. Finally, the airport was moved to the flatlands on the east side of Quito. My job location was on the Napo River near the town of Coca Ecuador. The Napo River had prehistoric indigenous people living there that were headhunters just several generations ago, now they live in stilted huts on the river, and they forage for food, hunt monkeys for meat and plant root crops. While there I stayed with a family in the thatched river huts and shared meals with them, ate monkey and drank beer made with human saliva. They were wonderful and intrigued with the modern contractions that I carried in my pockets and on my belt, like ink pens, two-way radios, food wrapped in plastic, and pictures of my family. I would go back in a minute to the bank of the Napo River which grows to become the Amazon River
In South Africa last July it was so bitterly cold that it snowed not far from my location near Jo’burg. I canceled 3 game drives because even with a heavy throw, I was miserable being hit in the face by ice-cold winds in the open-air vehicle. In the airport on the way to my next destination, I bought a warm hat to cover my frozen ears.
Many years ago traveled to Ireland in June. Thought we had changed our time incorrectly as the sun was still out at like 11pm! Didn’t realize how much farther north Ireland was from Chicago. The bonus was lots of extra time for sightseeing.
The flashbacks continue. I can still identify all of the illness mentioned. HAPE at altitude, Listeria at the deli, & Norovirus on the cruise (that is easy).
When I started my career as a Flight RN I flew a teenager from New York to Sydney. It was summer in New York and I packed accordingly. Not summer in Sydney. Lesson learned.
My husband & I were booked for a tour of Israel & were scheduled to fly from San Francisco the day after the Hamas attack. All flights were suspended to Tel Aviv but the second half of our trip to London & Belgium was already fully booked with tickets, hotels etc. We bought last minute tickets to Alaska, where we are residents& spent a week there. (We were already in CA for our flight to TelAviv). From there we flew to Seattle for a trip to see the polar bears in Churchhill Canada. It was (relatively) mild in Churchhill and mostly around zero. Then we flew to Texas to celebrate a friend’s retirement, went back to Seattle to exchange suitcases & flew to london, then Belgium to complete our originally scheduled trip. While the climate was vastly different in all of the places, the most difficult part was packing for the varying climates.
I actually travel for the climate shock. Living in the Southern California desert, in August and 115+ degrees, I've traveled to Santiago several times as late winter turns into early spring. The climate shock is celebratory! When I lived in New Zealand and the dreary rainy winter months went on and on, I went for the climate shock of Rarotonga beaches or sunny Queensland in Australia. To walk off a plane into temperate weather is one of my favorite things.
I was visiting a friend in Tucson in January. We enjoyed a nice picnic outdoors where the temperature was a very warm 90 degrees. Afterward, I had to fly to Minneapolis-St.Paul and when I arrived that evening the temperature was a -5 degrees.
I went skiing in July in Australia. I stayed in a nice lodge but I had to leave on the weekend because it was full. I Moved to another place. The lodge burned down the day after I left, every one survived but everything the own was lost. I was skiing in a fog and hit a rock, i hit it with my skis, flipped over the top and bent one ski and went down the hill on the other, no ski rental. rented a car and drove around. The road stopped and continued 50 feet to the left. a 4 wheel Holden made across in the mud, we all followed. Returned the car in Sidney. Followed some military into a bar to ask if they knew of a place to stay. they said hop in the car, you can stay in the base. the following day, rented a cab and returned to the airport and returned home, was stared at the airport with a racoon suntan.
Chris, I love travel to Ecuador, back in the 90s I was working in the Ecuadorian rain forest in the oil field. Then Quito had the old airport, and the approach was dicey through the mountain valley. Finally, the airport was moved to the flatlands on the east side of Quito. My job location was on the Napo River near the town of Coca Ecuador. The Napo River had prehistoric indigenous people living there that were headhunters just several generations ago, now they live in stilted huts on the river, and they forage for food, hunt monkeys for meat and plant root crops. While there I stayed with a family in the thatched river huts and shared meals with them, ate monkey and drank beer made with human saliva. They were wonderful and intrigued with the modern contractions that I carried in my pockets and on my belt, like ink pens, two-way radios, food wrapped in plastic, and pictures of my family. I would go back in a minute to the bank of the Napo River which grows to become the Amazon River
In South Africa last July it was so bitterly cold that it snowed not far from my location near Jo’burg. I canceled 3 game drives because even with a heavy throw, I was miserable being hit in the face by ice-cold winds in the open-air vehicle. In the airport on the way to my next destination, I bought a warm hat to cover my frozen ears.
Many years ago traveled to Ireland in June. Thought we had changed our time incorrectly as the sun was still out at like 11pm! Didn’t realize how much farther north Ireland was from Chicago. The bonus was lots of extra time for sightseeing.