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3.21.2012

nomadic pal num. 5 : hynd lalam

FINALLY! Sorry for the wait. 
OLB.



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I AM: Hynd, 21. HOME: Paris, France
I'M CURRENTLY: studying Comparative Literature with a minor in Latin and interning for The Beckett Letters
I DIG: Shakespeare, fine cuisine and Patrick
DESTINATION:
le sultanat d’Oman
WHAT: relaxation and some well overdue family time
WHY: a last, desperate attempt to flee the horrors of the French winter
WHEN:
December 2011
WEATHER:
wonderfully mild
TRIP TUNES:
lots of Corinne Bailey Rae, Bob Marley and the inevitable Adele
TRIP THREADS:
long flowy dresses and headscarves to visit the Mosques
TRIP READS:
The Help by Kathryn Stockett and Jane Austen’s Sense & Sensibility.
CAN'T FORGET EVEN IF I TRIED: my mother bargaining like a straight up thug for the most beautiful necklace I have ever laid eyes on.
NEXT STOP:
lots of European capitals are booked on my calendar for now, but I’d love to see New Zealand someday.

BEST

RELAXATION SPOT: endless dips in the Gulf of Oman followed by unsuccessful tan-sessions on the hotel’s hammocks.
MEAL: the Omani cuisine is very close to what I know as Indian so lots of biryani rice and deliciously spicy sauces. Their coffee is by far the strongest and most sour I have ever tasted. Ironically, I also came to taste divine pasta in Oman.
DRINK: none alcoholic please, (Muslim country) – but delicious fresh squeezed juices as well as the usual bubbly-sugar-filled refreshments
ADVENTURE: running through the desert dunes of Rimal Wahiba, with my (ill-treated) bare feet
SLEEP/LACK OF SLEEP:
one of the most beautiful hotels I have ever seen – Al Bustan Palace, built by the Sultan himself. Highly recommended.



2.01.2012

nomadic pal num. 2 : amanda webber

OK, so, last year I had the somewhat simple + fun idea of featuring friends who'd taken pretty rad trips, in a series entitled Nomadic Pals. I kind of dropped the ball after nomadic pal num. 1 (Aussie Stuey, who recorded his amazing journey to the Andaman Islands), but am happy to announce that Nomadic Pals is being re-introduced to this bloggity blog of mine, as of today. I'll have a brand new Nomadic Pal entry for you guys every week. Here is my BFF - as they call those dearest to us - Amanda Webber (of Hood Rat Stuff ) giving us a sneak peek at her trip down to the tropical haven of Costa Rica. 

Bon voyage!

OLB.




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I AM: Amanda, 23. HOME: Raised in Hobe Sound, FL
I'M CURRENTLY: Nearing completion of my bachelor's degree in Journalism with a minor in Philosophy
I DIG: Going to live shows, cooking, sailing, sharing a bottle of wine with friends
DESTINATION: Costa Rica (the Pacific side) Playa Hermosa, a rather Americanized area of the country. Many transplants live there and American surfers travel there to take advantage of the waves, so almost everywhere you go someone speaks English. The downside of that is the prices are almost equivalent to what you'd pay for things in America. Jaco, the neighboring town is a bit of a tourist trap, but it's where you'll end up if you're looking for any semblance of a nightlife (although it's not necessarily the safest place so don't venture there alone).
WHAT: 
adventure and relaxation
WHY: 
escape
WHEN: 
July 2009
WEATHER: 
hot and humid
TRIP TUNES: Mostly relaxed reggae/island music
TRIP THREADS:
SUNSCREEN. You're only 10 degrees from the equator, so even in the shade you're likely to fry. Actual clothes were basically obsolete. The majority of the time was spent in swimsuits; we threw on lightweight tanks and shorts or dresses when going into town.
CAN'T FORGET EVEN IF I TRIED: 
Taking a spill off my surfboard and thinking, I just may die in Costa Rica.
NEXT STOP: 
I'd like to make a trip from Kathmandu to the Taj Mahal.


BEST

RELAXATION SPOT: Underneath a canopy of palm fronds on the beach, with a mango smoothie in hand. 
MEAL: Sushi Tsunami in Jaco has about the freshest sushi you will find, almost anywhere. 
DRINK: Backyard, a restaurant and bar just a short walk along the beach from our hotel had a ladies night, and everyone in town was there.
ADVENTURE:
A horseback riding tour through the mountains. Along the way you're likely to witness some breathtaking views and also see a lot of incredible wildlife, from macaws to monkeys. The tour concluded with a jaunt on the beach. If you like horses, it's an experience I fully recommend.
SLEEP/LACK OF SLEEP:
For the first part of our trip we stayed in a hotel called Fuego del Sol, a comfortable and clean hotel with a pool. The room also included a delicious typical Costa Rican-style breakfast of eggs and beans with toast. The rest of our trip was spent nearby at Las Arenas. Rooms there included kitchens and televisions. Most visitors here were staying for extended periods of time.

First stop after landing, picking up local fruits from a roadside vendor
 
 Locals
 Double-overhead(+) waves that few souls dared to brave
 A panga boat on shore
 Imperial, the beer of Costa Rica and the beverage of choice for the duration of the trip. The beer bottles in Costa Rica are re-used, not recycled. I give kudos to Costa Rica for being so environmentally friendly, but stuck with cans after I discovered this.
We paid some locals a small fee for a horseback ride through the mountains onto the beach.
 The view overlooking the coast once we reached the top of the mountain on our horseback ride.
 An idyllic sunset spent watching surfers catch the last waves of the day, joined by friends we ran into from home.
 Rocks along the shore
 We hitch-hiked up a mountain, trekked through the jungle, climbed a waterfall barefoot and covered ourselves in clay from the stream then descended back down to wash ourselves clean.