Monday, June 8, 2015

Hiking Lake Ashby Park, Wiregrass Prairie Yellow Loop, DeLeon Springs

Lake Ashby Park
Recently, we have decided to take up hiking in various areas around Central Florida. Using floridahikes.com, we are making our way through all the spots listed there. We have already done Smyrna Dunes Park, Sugar Mill Ruins and part of Spruce Creek but here are few more we explored in the past month.

We started with Lake Ashby Park and it is just stunning. The trail is in shade (huge plus in Florida!) and goes past Lake Ashby, a gorgeous hidden gem in Volusia County. Unfortunately, the next stop we decided to make was Wiregrass Prairie Yellow Loop. I wanted to like this place but after hours of wandering around the overgrown trail in the full sun, I hated it with a passion and heat that rivaled the blistering sun that attacked us with fury the entire hike. It does have a lot of beautiful wildflowers and an abundance of blackberries but it does not seem very well cared for and again, no shade. Maybe if we came back in the winter or early morning with a machete, we would have enjoyed it more. After that, we couldn't take anymore heat and made our way back home for the most refreshing shower I've ever had.

Old Spanish Sugar Mill
A few weeks later, we made the 45 minute drive to DeLeon Springs for some pancakes and light hiking around the park. The nature walk showcases a 500 year old cypress tree that used to be part of the boat tour done in the 1950's at DeLeon Springs. They have a more challenging trail but we weren't prepared that day for it, so we hope to come back another day to check it out! The coolest part of DeLeon Springs is that you can make your own pancakes on the special griddle tables they have at the Old Spanish Sugar Mill. You have to make sure to get there early (right when they open is best!) to beat the crowds and the heat.

DeLeon Springs




Thursday, June 4, 2015

Cabin in the Woods

Sitting on the back deck at the cabin
Ryan's family has a sweet cabin in the Blue Ridge Mountains in Blairsville, GA. I have only been a few times but Ryan and his family have been going since they built the cabin in the early 90's. We went last summer and this year for Memorial Day and I thought it was about time I posted about this beautiful area!

Blairsville is about an 8.5 hour drive from New Smyrna Beach (closer to 10 from Orlando). With traffic and  a few stops for lunch, gas and potty breaks, it can take longer but if you take the scenic route towards the end, it's a beautiful drive. Whenever we go to Blairsville, the first stop is usually to an Ingles grocery store (pronounced like the ingle in jingle) to stock up on food we can cook at the cabin. Mostly I love Ingles because we pronounce it like the Spanish word for English which makes us giggle but probably makes us look like clueless tourists....which we are.

During our 2014 trip with Ryan's family, we packed a lunch and hit the road to Asheville, NC, about 2 hours away. Ryan's mom and sisters went to the Biltmore and we visited with friends who live right near downtown Asheville. The cool thing about their house is that it backs up to an edible park. There is a path that leads through it to the downtown area and you can nibble on apples, chestnuts and blackberries as you walk by. We went to Wicked Weed Brewing for a few drinks and snacks and we only had a few hours before we had to leave but I think there is another trip to Asheville in our future! The downtown area had a very cool hipster/hippie vibe where I think we fit in quite nicely :) If you have enough time, Asheville is the perfect day trip/overnight trip from Blairsville.

Last year's trip also included a journey to Helen, GA to go tubing (the one with the pink tubes just past the immediate downtown area, this is very important); a trip to High Shoals Falls where we found a secret pool after a harrowing trip up the mountain on an unpaved road in a rental car; a trip to Jumping Goat coffee and the businesses around it (antique store, old mill store, winery); and finally, a relaxing glass of wine at Crane Creek Vineyards, where, if Ryan and I ever get married again, will be the future site of our nuptials.
Crane Creek Vineyards

This year for Memorial Day weekend, Ryan and I went to the cabin by ourselves with our dog Romeo (who, by the way, got car sick on the windy mountain roads...whoops). I had done my crazy person Internet research and I had quite the itinerary planned for us! We went back to Crane Creek Vineyards for live music and tapas on Friday night, hiked Blood Mountain which is the highest peak of the Georgia portion of the Appalachian Trail and then perused an art fair in downtown Blairsville on Saturday, watched a movie at the Swan Drive-In  Theater (highly recommend!!) Saturday night, and wandered around downtown Blue Ridge and picked strawberries at Mercier Orchards on Sunday. So rarely do trips work out the way you want them to but it seems that every trip to this area is filled with fresh mountain air, beautiful weather, and kind people.

Hiking Blood Mountain
Swan Drive-In Theater

Wednesday, January 7, 2015

Roasted Tomato/Sweet Pepper/Garlic/Broccoli and Orzo

Such gorgeous color makes me happy

I accidentally made an excellent vegan dinner last night and since that hardly ever happens, I felt like I needed to share it with the world...or the 3 people who read this blog :)

Ingredients
1 pint organic cherry tomatoes
7 small organic sweet peppers (you could use one or two big bell peppers, but it's less cute)
1 bulb organic garlic with the bottom chopped off
4 cloves of garlic, minced
1/2 box Barilla Orzo (not promoting them, just didn't measure the orzo)
1 10 oz bag frozen organic broccoli
Roasted sunflower seed kernels
Good olive oil
Thyme
Oregano
Sea Salt
Fresh ground pepper
Cayenne

Instructions
Recreate the beautiful photo above by combining the tomatoes, peppers and garlic in a cast iron pan. I drizzled with a Tuscan Herb infused olive oil, but regular would do. Sprinkle with salt and pepper and place in the oven at 450 degrees until the skin begins to wrinkle, about 20-30 minutes.

While that's in the oven, start cooking your orzo according to the directions on the box. Then, take the bag of frozen broccoli and spread evenly on a cookie sheet. Drizzle with olive oil and sea salt and place in the oven with tomato/pepper/garlic pan. Remove when broccoli is warmed and perhaps slightly browned on the tippy top, usually not long after you remove the tomato/pepper/garlic pan.

Once your orzo is cooked, drain and place in a big mixing bowl. Add a sprinkle of thyme, oregano and cayenne to taste, then set aside. In a small pan, warm 4 cloves of minced garlic with a few tablespoons of your good quality olive oil over medium low heat. Once you remove the cast iron pan, roughly chop the peppers and garlic (if it won't squeeze out of the paper skin) and add them to the olive oil/garlic mixture. Then, add the tomatoes and just squish them with a spoon. Take all of this and mix with the orzo. Serve orzo mixture beneath roasted broccoli, a small handful of sunflower seed kernels and enjoy!


Thursday, October 30, 2014

8 Nights in Colombia: Part 2

Part 1 of our trip to Colombia can be found here.

Night 5: Cartagena
From Minca, we rode in a collectivo to a shopping mall where we ate lunch (at McDonald's, I'm sorry travel gods) and hit up the ATM and yet another Juan Valdez Cafe. From there it was just a short taxi ride to the bus station outside of Santa Marta, where we had been instructed by a friend to take the Brasilia bus to Cartagena as it was the only one that doesn't make stops. When we arrived, we were told that the Brasilia bus had already left and we should take the Flamingo bus because it is also direct. We knew they were lying to our faces and we got on anyway. Who knows? Maybe it would have taken just as long if we had waited for the next Brasilia bus. Either way, it took roughly 6 hours (with a bus change and bathroom stop in Barranquilla) instead of the 4 we were expecting. What's a few hours and a million stops between friends? 

Once we reached Cartagena, we were trapped in rush hour traffic for about 30 minutes before hearing/feeling a crashy/metal scrapey sound. Turns out someone tried to get into a taxi in the middle of the road and when our bus pulled away from the curb, it did so at the exact moment the taxi door was being opened and the bus bent the taxi door backwards....whoops!  Honestly, I'm surprised we weren't in at least 50 other accidents so this one wasn't all that bad. It did delay the bus though and we didn't want to stick around to find out how long it would take to get sorted. We hopped off and shared a taxi with a couple from Barcelona who had made the 6 hour journey with us. Fortunately they, being from Spain and all, spoke much better Spanish than we did and were able to translate that we could be dropped off either in the old walled city or in the neighborhood of Getsemani because we didn't have a place to stay just yet. They dropped us off at the wall and let us know where we could go to find lodging. 

After wandering a few blocks, a pre-teen leaning out of a small shop said to us "Viajero Hostel?" (well maybe he said other stuff but my Spanish comprehension is not where it needs to be yet) and I was like, "Hey, I have actually heard of that place and was even encouraged to stay there by someone at Casa Elemento". So I gave him my best "Are you effing with me?" look and he told us that it was just a few blocks away. Lucky for us, nobody seemed interested in messing with us or making our travel more difficult and the Viajero Hostel was exactly where he said it would be. They didn't have any private rooms but they did have an empty dorm room that we had all to ourselves. The only slight downside is that it was right by a kitchen/dining area/bar which was quiet from about 11 pm-4:30 am. On the bright side, they did have a cat. So that gives them about 5 stars in my book. They also had free WiFi, free breakfast, an air conditioned tv room and computers to use. They gave us a great recommendation for dinner, an inexpensive yet delicious place called Totupo, about 2 blocks away. 
Who needs luxury when you have cats?

 Nights 6 and 7: Playa Blanca

In the morning, we had breakfast and coffee in the courtyard outside our room which only a few hours ago had been a happening place. Of course at 7 am, it was quiet except for Sampy the cat, a few staff members and even fewer hostel guests. We sucked up the last of free WiFi and coffee, paid for a night in the quiet annex (private room!) of Viajero Hostel for Saturday night and made our way to the buses outside of the old walled city in search of a bus to Pasacaballo, gateway to Playa Blanca. 

The bus ride to Pasacaballo is a bit depressing as it takes you past several extremely dirty and poor places. It is a reminder that while some parts of Colombia are very developed, there is a huge gap between the extremely wealthy and the very poor. Now, this next bit is very important: there is now a bridge from Pasacaballo to Playa Blanca!! I repeat, bridge to Playa Blanca! It is new enough that it wasn't mentioned in our Lonely Planet guide, so I think we need to get the word out. You can still take the boat from Cartagena to Playa Blanca, but if you're looking to travel on the cheap, the bus and moto taxi option is the way to go.  

There was a brief moment when both Ryan and I thought I had been kidnapped (it was all in our heads) because Ryan's moto taxi was held up while mine took off. Obviously, this concern comes from a place of trying to be cautious while also being adventurers, but it is our impression that most people you encounter in Colombia are just happy to have travelers back. They have gone through a lot as a country and it seems they are ready and willing for tourism to pick up. When you are reliant on others for transportation, it can be a bit scary if you don't know the area or speak the language very well. Our experience has been that people are honest and look out for you because they want your business (or they're just good humans). Obviously, you still need to exercise caution and common sense but beyond that, there is only so much you can do. 

Once we stepped on to the white sands of Playa Blanca, we were immediately approached by a man trying to help us find lodging. Normally, this would irritate me, but I'm slowly starting to appreciate that everyone is looking to make a buck. The first place he directed us to wasn't our cup of tea, so he walked us further down the beach to Zion Cabanas, where we decided to stay. The woman who runs Zion is so sweet and when we asked if we should tip the guy who helped us, she said it was not necessary. My guess is maybe she gives him some money for the business but maybe not. 

Fresh coconut water
If you're looking to stay in a cabana, look for one as close to the water as possible. There is only electricity when the generator is running and even with paying a little extra ($5/night) to have it run all night to power a fan in your room (that sounds so spoiled after seeing how people on Playa Blanca live without electricity or running water), it is still hot and humid. 

Another must is a mosquito net. Make sure yours does not have holes (or that they can be closed with hair ties like I did to ours) before committing to staying the night. This is a touristy area, but it is still very basic and staying in the cabanas is more like camping than being in a hotel. Chances are, your "shower" will be a bucket with another bucket to dump fresh water over you as you bathe. If you're only staying a night or two, just rinse off in the ocean and save your shower for Cartagena. The toilets and hand washing sinks are operated by pouring water down them and you'll need your own toilet paper (can be purchased for a little over $1 from a local shop). 
I'd also recommend going as far away from the areas with the blue tents...it gets pretty crowded in that area because the boats bring in people during the day. Bring your bug spray and a willingness to relax and do nothing. One night would have probably been plenty here, but since we paid for 2, we decided to stick it out.  
Word of caution: the cabana owners are very concerned with security and for good reason. There are unbelievably poor neighborhoods not far from Playa Blanca with residents who perhaps do not directly benefit from tourism. If you are robbed in your cabana, the cabana owners have to pay a fine. These are people who do not have much, so this is a big deal to them but it is meant to prevent theft. A couple in the cabana next door had their backpack near the door and someone came in the night and went through it, taking some electronics and cash but leaving their passports thankfully. We slept with our important items (passports, money, nice camera) in a dry bag between us under the mosquito net but it seems that no one came in our room. It could be because it was harder to access (ladder rather than stairs to the top where the cabanas are). We also thought maybe it was someone with a grudge against their cabana owner who knew they'd be fined and their reputation tarnished. No one really knows but our cabana owner and theirs were both very upset by this event and took extra precautions the next night. Again, it is a reminder that this is still a developing area and you have to be careful. 

Recreating our photo from Cape Haze

 Night 8: Cartagena


Early, early on Saturday morning (5:30 am), we headed back to where the moto taxis dropped us off and arrived just as a brand new van was dropping off a few people and about to head back to Pasacaballo. The bus ride back to Cartagena was much more crowded than the way there and it was before 7 am! Viajero Hostel was lovely to us even though we were super early (check in is at 2 pm) and allowed us to shower and leave our bags at the front desk so we could wander around the city. 

Our goal for the day was to find something cute to wear to a semi-fancy anniversary dinner which is not superficial in any way! I had no luck finding a dress I liked but I did find an adorable scarf with a coral motif and Ryan purchased a handsome linen shirt. We bought a few souvenirs, had a touristy, overpriced lunch at Hard Rock Cafe (not worth it, the food is eh) and enjoyed the picturesque city. 

That evening, we were enchanted by the music and view of sunset from Cafe del Mar, on the wall of the old city. Drinks are about $10 and the "Cafe del Mar" drink (champagne and blue curcao) is absolutely disgusting, but you're not really paying for the drink, are you? From there, we made our way to La Cevicheria after going to our first choice for dinner and learning that the uniformed security guard wouldn't even let us in the door without a reservation. La Cevicheria was featured on Anthony Bourdain's show but was a little disappointing. The service was incredibly slow, the food so so but at least the limonada frappe was nice :) 

Wandering around Cartagena and being tourists for a day was a relaxing way to end a trip full of adventure and action packed days. We both loved Colombia and only wish we had more time to visit Medellin, Zipaquira and the Guajira Peninsula. It is more expensive than Honduras and Nicaragua, but is still more of a budget destination than the US. I hope these posts are helpful to you in planning your adventure to Colombia! 



8 Nights in Colombia: Part 1

Walking to Cerro Monserrate

Nights 1 and 2: Bogota

We arrived at El Dorado airport early Saturday afternoon and were quickly mortified when our debit card did not work in the first ATM's we went to because it does not have a microchip. "I didn't read about this anywhere on the Internet", I quietly panicked. Luckily, the 3rd ATM was just fine but I mention it here for those Americans who might suffer the same 15 second panic attack. From the ATM, we walked past the taxi line outside the airport to where others were waiting and caught a bus after asking a few bus drivers "La Candelaria?"....Spanish fluency is just around the corner. 

We got off the bus in La Candelaria near a Juan Valdez Cafe and stopped for a nice cafe con leche and WiFi while we figured out where the hell we needed to go. This was mostly a useless stop (other than the delicious coffee) because the usually logical street layout is slightly tricky near Swiss Hostal Martinik, where we were staying. After a kind pedestrian asked us if we needed help, we figured out where to go and checked in to the adorable hostel. For a private room, we paid about $25/night. It was clean, came with free breakfast, WiFi, and coffee/tea. They even had a movie night with popcorn on Sunday...not to mention a cute dog and friendly staff. 

Since we didn't have a lot of time in Bogota, we immediately set out to explore. The Museo del Oro is just a few blocks away from the hostel and surpassed our expectations. Entrance is about $1.50 and you can rent audioguides for about $3. I had a little museum jealousy (I work for a museum, fyi) but they are owned by a bank, so of course they have the funding to be absolutely gorgeous! 

That night, we dined at a Colombian chain, Crepes & Waffles, which reminded me of a nicer Panera and while kinda expensive, did offer awesome soups and a delicious waffle with ice cream and frutas de bosque (fruits of the forest) or as we might say, wild berries :) I wanted to eat at a more low key Colombian joint but from our hostel's recommendations, it was either Crepes & Waffles or a pizza place.

The building to purchase tickets for the funicular and board to go up Cerro Monserrate
The next day, we rose with the sun to walk to Cerro Monserrate. We took the funicular up the mountain and marveled at the beautiful gardens, church and view.  Since it was Sunday morning, we were serenaded by churchgoers as we sipped cafe tinto (black coffee) and perused the souvenir market where you can buy coca tea, chocolate covered coffee beans and countless tchotchkes. 

From Monserrate, we made our way back to La Candelaria and joined Bogota Bike Tours for an amazing ride around the city that took us past graffiti art, through parks, to a coffee factory, to sample exotic fruits at the fruit market, past the red light district and to play tejo. It was an incredible day and if you have time for nothing else in Bogota, do the bike tour!
Graffiti art is everywhere in Bogota and while being very beautiful, it also usually has a message. This one is "Nobody wins" underneath a tic tac toe board of guns and targets.

Much of Colombia's good coffee is exported, leaving the lesser quality beans for Colombians
After the bike tour, we had time to visit the Botero Museum, which is free, before dinner. There is a tiny cafe in a plaza near Bogota Bike Tours that made us a delicious dinner with soup, a fried whole fish, avocados, rice, plantains, beans and a natural juice for about $3.50! From our little table we could watch performers in the plaza that drew a crowd for several hours. We didn't understand enough to enjoy the comedian, but the physical comedy of following performer was funny in every language....he also juggled fire and rode a tall unicycle. Movie night (and popcorn! We are addicts) at the hostel rounded out a jam packed, perfect day in Bogota.

Nights 3 and 4: Minca/Casa Elemento

Gorgeous view of the Sierra Nevada mountains


Early Monday morning, we packed our backpacks and I walked the hostel dog around a few blocks before heading back to El Dorado airport for our VivaColombia flight to Santa Marta. It's also possible to take a bus, but it costs more and takes over 20 hours....so the $50 flight was a no brainer. Minca, located in the Sierra Nevada mountains, is about an hour bus ride from Santa Marta, maybe less if you don't get off the bus too early in Rodadero (Ryan will never live this down).

By the time we reached Minca, it was dark and raining but we had a moto taxi ride further up the mountain before we arrived at our destination, Casa Elemento. The moto taxi ride was simultaneously thrilling and terrifying. It would have been significantly less scary without all the mud/rain/darkness and having to get off and walk when we got stuck, but it is an adventure I'll never forget! We arrived to friendly faces, a hot plateful of chicken curry and a roaring fire. Casa Elemento is a hostel owned by a group of friends, one of which we met in Utila, Honduras in 2010. It's always nice to reunite with travel friends and it was made even better by the fact that Casa Elemento is a slice of paradise.
"World's largest hammock"
Shower with a view
Our time at Casa Elemento was filled with jungle adventures, making new friends around the campfire, and relaxing in one of the most beautiful environments imaginable. It is a great place to get off the grid and enjoy simple pleasures usually forgotten by adulthood: exploring the forest, taking a nap in a hammock or discovering new bugs and animals. We saw leaf cutter ants, dogs, cats, pigs, chickens, goats, and many species of exotic birds. There are howler monkeys but we didn't see or hear any during our stay. I love animals and when it was finally time to make our trek back down the mountain, I was delighted to be escorted by the camp's dogs during the 3 hours it took us to get down to a taxi in Minca. The rest of our trip will be continued in Part 2.....

Casa Elemento has 2 dogs, Luna and Pantera