Since I'm back home writing this, I obviously survived my AirBnb encounter in Australia. ;) (More on that at the end of the post).
While the voyage there was long - oh so long! why??? - I really feel lucky to have been able to discover at least a bit of Australia. And I say a little bit, because as a product of the American education system, I didn't realize until recently that Australia was nearly the same size as the continental US!
I had to spend a few days in-country before I was allowed to go visit my first customer, which luckily gave me the time to swing by Melbourne to visit some old friends who used to live in Paris. They were wonderful hosts and took me to several wonderful places. We drove along the Great Ocean Road:
And visited an animal sanctuary where I got to cuddle wombats and kangaroos:
And checked out a few vineyards:
My time with them went by far too fast, and then it was off for a week of work near the Barossa Valley, north of Adelaide. It was pretty remote there, the weather was atrocious and I didn't have internet all week, but I met some lovely and generous people.
Then it was off to Sydney for the weekend, and I walked my socks off for three days all over the city.
I also took a ferry out across the bay to Manly Beach:
And did a beautiful 6k coastal walk:
I couldn't get over the expansive blue skies; they reminded me so much of the wide open spaces in Minnesota. But the thing that struck me the most about Australia was the people - everyone I met was so friendly and talkative and curious. So even though the trip was horrendously long, it really made for a nice change of pace after all the 'difficult' places I've been traveling these past few years. It was such a relief to 1) be able to communicate with everyone without needing to use hand gestures or Google translate, 2) be able to dress normally 3) to not have to worry about my safety, 4) to be able to eat fresh fruits & veggies and 5) to not have to be paranoid about the water or ice cubes. I mean, you really don't realize how much all of that stuff wears on you when you travel until you're in a place where none of that is an issue! So I'm not sure if I'll ever go back again since it's so far and I won't likely need to go for work a second time, but I'm definitely glad to have been there at least once. It's just too bad New Zealand wasn't in the cards this time...
As for my AirBnB host - he turned out to be just overly-friendly, though in the end, he seemed a bit disappointed that I preferred to do Sydney solo. But I did sneak a peek at the book he wrote on Tinder - and I tell you, it sure makes me glad I have no need for dating apps and the like!
I've been busy preparing for my trip to Australia these past few days, including booking accommodation. I'll have a weekend in Sydney, and because the hotels are mega expensive and I'd like to be within walking distance of most things, I decided to save my company some money and go the AirBnB route instead. I booked a room in the heart of Sydney with a friendly American who had excellent reviews.
We exchanged a few messages through the site, and then he asked if I had Whatsapp. I do, and I thought "Oh yeah, that could be useful if I have any trouble getting from the airport to his place", so I sent him a message. That message has now turned into daily messages from him, and I'm starting to get a little bit nervous.
His texts have been really flirty, asking what I plan to do for fun in Sydney, if I like to go out, do I want to do a wine tasting with him, etc. I've been trying to emphasize I'm coming for work and will need to detox over the weekend, so no partying etc, but he just won't give up. Yesterday morning's message was "I know all the best hikes in the area with wine tastings at the end".
So today I went back into his AirBnB profile to read a bit further. I'd already read the first few pages of reviews before booking, and they were overwhelmingly positive. A lot of them mentioned things like dinners out or having breakfast with him on his balcony. Then I went back and read his profile again, and saw at the bottom that he says he's a Tinder expert (so much so that he has even written a book on it!). And 90% of the reviews on his page were left by women, which is also odd - you normally don't see many women staying with a solo man on AirBnB.
All of that plus the messages he has been sending me has me now wondering - are the kids nowadays using AirBnB to hookup? Are there secret clues in his profile I should have been aware of? I mean, I guess I can definitely see the appeal for the hosts - you meet people from all around the world, have sex AND get paid.
Or I'm reading too much into this, and he's just bored and being a nice guy, which is why he has such good reviews. What do you guys think?
A mon avis....
Either way, I wasn't planning on bringing the pocket taser I bought for India to Australia, but maybe I will just in case lol.
Continuing on with the anniversary theme, C & I will be celebrating our 5th wedding anniversary shortly. And because he starts his masters program next week and I'll be leaving for Australia, we decided to get out of dodge and take our anniversary trip a few weeks early.
We spent a fantastic week exploring the Cyclades, a chain of islands off the coast of Greece. Normally I enjoy trip planning, but I was in the midst of a major travel spree when we booked this trip and the though of having to plan one more itinerary - even a fun one - put me over the edge. So we booked a trip through Promovacances that included all the transport, boats, hotels and breakfast, and I'm so glad we did.
Our trip had a great combo of culture - including two stopovers in Athens:
Day trips to several different islands, including Santorini and Mykonos:
One of my favorite day trips was to Delos, which is basically one big ancient excavated city that you can run and explore as you please (there's basically no shade on the whole island though, so bring your sunscreen and a hat!):
And then we had a day puttering around the islands on a local boat:
We just cruised around and stopped off every hour or two to swim in these gorgeous turquoise waters:
And they still left plenty of time for relaxing on the beach or just wandering the beautiful streets:
We were based on one island the whole time (Paros), which was nice since we didn't have to pack up and go each night. I'd definitely recommend staying there for future trips - it's a fairly large island with good boat connections, and it's also much more affordable both hotel and food-wise than Santorini or Mykonos. It took about 5 hours to get there by boat from Athens (but you can also fly in), and it was about 2h by boat to Santorini and 1h to Mykonos/Delos.
I think as far as Athens goes, one day would be enough (and it's worth it to by the city pass that covers all of the sites). We walked everywhere, so we didn't use the metro at all, but it is apparently affordable easy to use. The one thing that surprised me about Athens was how cheap it was - both hotels and food were much cheaper there than in the islands. C and I often grab food at bakeries or grocery stores for lunch when we travel, and both days we were there, I got a large freshly blended juice and a sandwich for under 4€! Not bad for a capital city. Though if the number of boarded-up stores give any idea, it's just an indication of how much the mainland is still suffering after their economic crisis. (It seemed to be pretty much business as usual out in the islands.)
Has anyone else out there been to Greece? If so, where did you go and what did you think?
I can't believe it - I missed my own Franciversary. Thirteen whole years in this crazy country...
I know thirteen is normally an unlucky number, but I'm currently feeling really positive about this next year. There are a lot of potentially exciting opportunities coming up with my company, and my travel schedule is continuing to be a whirlwind. I just got back from back-to-back trips to Russia & Greece, and drum roll please...I'll be going to Australia at the end of the month, with a potential stop-over in Kuala Lumpur for a conference. How cool is that? (The 28-33 hours of travel time on the other hand is decidedly less cool...)
I'm also feeling more positive about juggling all of that with C's impending studies - mainly thanks to all the encouraging comments and messages from all of you. It kind of reminds me of when I went through my big Breton break-up - for as difficult as it was, it helped me immensely to know that so many others had gone through equally hard times and had come out happier on the other side. So yeah - bring it on 13, show me what you've got!
This has been a strange week so far. I have been flying Air France/KLM for years now, and I am debating switching alliances, so I left home at 6am Monday to fly on a competitor airline out of CDG Terminal 1. I spend so much time in CDG2 that I am usually on autopilot mode - I know exactly where to check-in in each terminal, which security lines move the fastest, where to stand on the train so I am the first one off and up the escalators. I haven't flown in or out of Terminal 1 though since my very first trip to France back in 2001, so I felt a bit like a fish out of water trying to find my way around.
It also always stresses me out to go through Russian customs - you just never know if they are going to pull you aside or not. Luckily this time I was able to scoot on through and catch my connecting flight out to the middle of nowhere. The plane I was on was so small that I could not even fully stand up inside. And when we landed, the airport was so tiny that the plane actually pulled up right next to the parking lot exit and everyone just walked out of the plane to their car. I checked my luggage, so I had to go through security and back inside the airport to get my suitcase! Pretty crazy.
Then it was another 1.5h drive to the hotel. I wasn't expecting it, but I again ran into the "no seat belts in the back seat" situation. Except unlike China, the seat belts were actually there, just tucked behind the seats. So I asked if we could pull the seat forward to get them out, and the driver said "No". I explained that I really preferred to have it, and he kept saying Niet and so my interpreter jumped in and said "No, no, it's not necessary in Russia". I said "I know it's not necessary, but I want one for my safety". She said "The driver is very safe, he is ex-military". I replied "Don't you realize that he could be the safest driver in the world, but that doesn't account for everyone else on the road??" And the whole time they were looking at me like "Oh you stupid American." In the end, I did not get my seat belt, but I luckily made it safe and sound to the hotel at 10:30pm.
They came back to get me at 5:30am the next morning, and again, we had another 1.5h seat belt-less drive. :/ They entertained me however with their insistence that they had seen a flying "soccer" that morning on the way to get me (it took me a minute to realize what she meant lol). The interpreter insisted that she had seen many over her lifetime, and that the driver had even seen one close up. He used to be a fighter pilot and one day he was testing a secret new plane over Kazakhstan and he saw a large flying triangular object with many bright lights. It followed him for a while and then left.
Next, she told me about the trip to Paris she took last fall for work. She kept mentioning about how she loved all the castles in Paris. I was like "Um, okay", and then she started showing me some pictures, and I realized she had been in the Loire Valley, likely to visit a nearby customer of mine, and that she hadn't really been in Paris at all. I couldn't figure out if she was just mixing up the words Paris and France, or if she really thought she had been to Paris, but I didn't dare correct her.
She did have an interesting background story though - she signed up to be a mail order bride to the US back in the mid 90's, and she and her 6 year old daughter ended up moving to Ithaca, NY. She unfortunately had a very troubled marriage with her husband and they ended up separating after seven years. It took another seven years to fully separate from him, because he was constantly spying on her and threatening either deportation or calling child services. But she was eventually able to get a degree in the US and a good job at Cornell, and she made a life for herself there (with a side hobby of body building) before moving back to Russia in 2007 to take care of her aging mother.
Then I spent the day bossing around a large group of older Russian engineers and technicians. It was one of those rather surreal moments where you think - what a random path my life has been to lead me here today, to Middle of Nowhere, Russia, telling all these dudes what to do and keeping everybody on track. It also reminded me of how I used to always tell myself before these trips "Okay Ksam, you just have to go there and fake it until you make it". I can see now how much my confidence has grown since the early years.
So my job may be strange, but it's definitely never 'just another day at the office'. Tomorrow is another early start, and then Friday I will begin the long journey back home...for a short 12h, and then I will turn around and head back to CDG for a flight to Athens!
I've got this kind of funny situation going on at the gym. You see, working out does not become me, and I don't stay fresh like those perky girls in designer clothes and perfect hair. I'm also still self-conscious about my accent, and I don't like people knowing I'm a foreigner if I can help it. So I do my best to stay anonymous, both when entering/exiting my building and at the gym. That's worked out pretty well for me for the past few years - I go in, do my thing, and then go home.
However, this summer, a sort of 'gang' has formed, made of people who do basically the same classes I do everyday, an alternation of spinning, weight-lifting and cardio. I usually smile and say Hi and Bye to these people, but haven't made any effort to actually go beyond that.
One day though, the instructor was way late and everyone was hard-core complaining, but in true French style, not doing a thing about it, so I thought "I'm just going to go to the front desk and ask - no sense in us all waiting around if she's never going to show up". So I asked and then came back and told the whole group that we just needed to wait a bit longer. The next day, everyone in the 'group' came up to bise me, and I thought - "Oh no, now it begins. I'm going to have bise these people every single class for as long as I stay at this gym. Darn it." Long-time readers will remember my dislike for the bise, and will understand my internal hissy fit. I mean, I don't like bise-ing people in the first place, let alone when I'm sweaty and red-faced and just trying to squeeze a workout in over my lunch break.
The following day, I got held up with work so I came just right before class started, and everyone was already on their bike, so I just waved and said "Bonjour" and hopped on mine, and luckily there have been no more bise-ing incidents since, and I'm back to just Hi-ing and Bye-ing them.
Until last week.
I was setting up my stuff in the weight-lifting class, and this random guy comes over, says "Ca va?" and leans in for the bise. I was lost in my thoughts, so he caught me off-guard and I totally stole a scene from the Matrix and did this:
He righted himself very quickly and turned back to his weights, and we both pretended it had never happened. And I figured "Okay, he must have mistaken me for someone else".
But then it happened again yesterday! My normal spot was full, so I set up on the other side of the room. When he came in, he looked for me, and then came over to say "Hey, you're not at your usual spot?" and then tried to bise me again! I still have no clue who this guy is, so I avoided him a second time by bending down to add weights to my bar and said "Yep, well my spot was taken...". I'm so perplexed by the whole thing - could he really still think I'm someone else? Or does he somehow think we're gym buddies*? I mean, I guess now that I think about it, he probably has been setting up his matos next to me for quite some time now. But we've never even spoken before. Or is that French-guy game and he's just trying to hit on me?
(*I'm sure he's a perfectly nice guy, but he really doesn't seem like someone I would click with...he reminds me a bit of that kid in middle school who is always trying just a bit too hard).
It almost makes me glad that I'll probably end up going to Russia next week, just so I can put off dealing with it for another seven days. :D
I've been thinking a lot lately about the rising number of religious clashes going on in France, with the most recent one being the "Burkini Ban". (In case you've never heard of it, a burkini is a piece of swimwear that
covers the whole body except for the face - think a slightly looser
version of a wet suit with a hood). I believe the whole talk of bans first started in Marseille, where a local pool had a Burkini event planned. This was eventually canceled after the organizers received death threats.
The city of Cannes then announced their decision to ban all burkinis from their beaches, and other communes have followed suit, most recently a small seaside resort in Corsica. Some are trying to cover it up by saying it's a "hygiene issue", not a religious issue, but that argument falls a bit flat.
As background, the French government has banned the wearing of head scarves (or any other outward religious symbols) since 2004 I believe, but this only applies to public institutions such as schools or government offices. What people wanted to do or wear on their own time was still up to them. These local bans however are taking things one step further by applying them to public spaces, and I think this is where I start to become uncomfortable.
I get that outward religious symbols can be cause for discrimination or perturbations in a school setting, especially when institutions are offering a supposedly seculareducation. But telling people what they can or can't wear when they go swimming on their day off? That just seems like plain racism. I mean, people got all outraged when five Muslim women insulted and beat-up a teenage French girl for wearing short shorts...well, this is just the same thing flip-flopped.
The whole idea of wearing a hijab or a burqa has always been an interesting one for me. Over the years, I've had a lot of conversation with women in various Muslim countries, and every single one has always said wearing the head scarf has been their own choice. (Though whether or not they would feel comfortable saying otherwise is another story I guess).
I also got a chance to talk a bit more about it a bit more with my two lovely Egyptian guides. We were in the bathroom at one point, and they both took off their hijabs. As they were readjusting them, I asked "If you don't mind answering, at what age did you start wearing the hijab?" They said "No, of course we don't mind". My customer's sister explained she had started at the age of 16, but I was surprised to learn that his wife had just started 6 months ago.
She and her family had the opportunity to go to Mecca, where the women are required to wear the full-on burqa. She mentioned she was worried beforehand that she would feel oppressed by wearing it, but what actually happened is that while she was there, she was filled with such a sense of joy and peace. Not having to worry at all about outward appearances ended up being really freeing for her - so much so that when she came back home, she wanted to hold on to that feeling, and so she decided to wear the head scarf. The decision was completely her own, with no pressure from her family. She was of course worried about being treated differently when traveling outside of Muslim countries, but decided that it was a sacrifice she was finally willing to make.
I asked what she meant by sacrifice, and she said that at least in Egypt, wearing the headscarf was not about hiding your sexuality or being someone's property, but that it was about making a personal sacrifice for God. As-in, sacrificing your own vanity about your hair, your make-up, being perceived as attractive, etc. That led to another discussion about what men in turn 'sacrifice', which was not entirely satisfactory for me, but I was glad to at least be able to learn a bit more about at least their motivations for wearing it.
Anyways, all that to say - maybe there needs to be a distinction between countries that force women to wear them and countries that leave it as a personal choice? I could be wrong, but it is my current understanding that most of the Muslim women in France are choosing to wear the burkini, and I also think that they should have that choice, just as I can chose to wear a bikini, a one-piece or nothing at all. (Kidding!). I mean there are other religions where the women can only wear long skirts, and we don't try to force them to wear pants, even though that in itself is an outward sign of religion. It just seems to me that banning burkinis is only going to serve as more propaganda for both sides. French racists are going to feel that their thoughts are justified and it will also fuel the fire for extremists on the other side, which only opens us up to more attacks down the road.
I'm interested in what you guys think, so let's do another poll:
Australia done and dusted
NZ is even FURTHER away!!!
Is AirBnB the new Tinder?
woa he sounds weird, can you find another place? We do airbnb with our garage apt & don't push ourselves on any guests, if they ask, we give suggestions & on occasion, have them over to our porch for wine......but it is strange that a single guy has nothing but women on his reviews. I have stayed in airbnb & vrbo places & usually have very little if any face to face contact with the owners. Look for a new place but dont write off all airbnbs because of one perve.
Definitely don't stay there. This reminds me so much of a situation I ran into on Couchsurfing when I went to India. I'd found this nice looking guy who had a ton of positive reviews and thought, "Well he has lots of good reviews, so he must not be a creeper". We exchanged a few messages and he seemed fine, albeit quitefriendly. As luck would have it, I'd also messaged the CS "ambassador" of the city to find out some tips on what to do while I was there (he wasn't available to host those days). I told him who I was staying with to see if he knew him, and he wrote back saying, "I'm not going to tell you what to do, but be careful with this guy. Go back and look at his profile. See that it's mostly women he hosts. Read between the lines." He was right, and I was sufficiently creeped out that I ended up cancelling with that guy.
I'd guess that AirBnB has a small share of people looking to hook up just as CS did. That said, I've used AirBnB a bunch of times and it's been great. Though I've only chosen places where I get the whole place - no hosts staying with me. Usually I get very minimal contact from the host, and it's all business. Don't give up on AirBnB, I've had some great experiences, but definitely dump this place!
If you can cancel and find another place without too much trouble or expense, I would. I imagine this guy's not going to actually do anything dangerous but he sounds pretty annoying. I mean I would be annoyed already by the messages and some people just won't take a hint! I had a similar experience to A Tank on Couchsurfing once, though it was after I stayed with the guy, so all I had to do was block him on MSN (yes MSN, it was a few years ago...).
Oh man...I would lose some money if I cancelled, but you gals have me thinking twice now! And I have used AirBnb a ton of times in the past, though only once alone - and that particular time I went out of my way to pick a female host.
Hi there! So, I agree that he might be looking for more than just a guest for the weekend. BUT, given all the positive reviews - by women (who are stereotypically picky and alert to very creepy men) - who have actually stayed at his house... I tend to think that he's probably harmless. What do the 1-star reviews say? Has anyone outed him for what he really is? Or is he just a guy looking to find people to do stuff with? Could you send him a firm, but friendly message that clears up where you stand while also acknowledging his obvious preference for socializing? Something like, "I noticed from AirBnB the reviews that your previous guests were interested in going out to go hiking and such with you, but I'm not actually interested in hanging out much. You seem super nice and you're probably fun to hang out with, but I prefer to fly solo, if you know what I mean..." Would something like that work? :)
I just came back from an bad AirBnB experience (ok host, sketchy roommate and very sketchy neighborhood). I slept maybe 4 hours all weekend and I really REALLY wished I had listened to my gut and forked over the $ for a hotel or stayed in a nicer neighborhood. I really didn't feel safe and I came back exhausted. So I guess that's something to ask yourself...at 2 in the morning, are you going to feel safe if you wake up there? That's the only thing that matters IMO. If he's just flirtatious and NOT a predator, I'm sure it's fine, but if you have any doubt....please let go of the $ and stay somewhere you feel safe.
I just went to Sydney this summer and stayed with a wonderful (female) Airbnb host walking distance to everything. Her listing info is: https://www.airbnb.com/rooms/2239063. Good luck!
Congrats on five years! I'm tempted by those package tours---it does seem like it would be nice to have someone else take care of everything!
Thanks! We ended up being really happy with it - and I especially appreciated not having to figure out all the logistics for the boat, getting around the islands, etc. It's definitely doable, but it would have taken a lot more preparation on my end before leaving. We also made sure to choose a package that had tons good reviews from past participants, so that probably helped too (the only complaint for ours was that not all the guides/drivers were Francophone lol).
Funny stuff: I was there on my honeymoon three weeks ago!
We went to Santorini and Rhodes and from Rhodes did a little day trip to Symi (we didn't go to Athens, except that we had to fly back there as a stopover because flying from Santorini to Rhodes through Athens was much faster that boating from one island to the other). All in all it was amazing!
Rhodes had a much different feeling than Santorini, so it was great to visit both.
Congrats on your 5-year anniversary!
Fab to have such interesting projects. Good luck with all the juggling. :)
Have you ever seen a flying soccer?
This whole post was hilarious. What an amazing life you've built.
To Bise or not To Bise - that is the question
I'm so glad no-one bises me at work, I hate it too. It would be the last thing I would want to be doing when I'm/they're all hot and sweaty. It's a shame you don't want to out yourself as American, or you could do the "haha, we don't really bise where I'm from" line.
sounds like he's hitting on u to me
I hear you. Years ago I was playing badminton in a club, after each match we had to bise, each time I wanted to run away. At work too, every morning I have to bise around 40 coworkers. But I set my rule: bise with female coworkers, hand shake with male coworkers.
I have strong feelings about this. As for the head scarf ban in public institutions, I've never felt one way or the other about it definitively---I get that secular countries (including Muslim ones!) can want to keep religion out of these spaces, and I also get that it's unfairly targeting a minority.
That said, beach wear is freaking ridiculous for women, if not traumatizing. We are sexualized all over swimming pools and beaches and so many of us are always uncomfortable in "western" beachwear that feels designed to show parts of you that you'd really rather keep covered up. I mean, I wear a bikini, but I definitely prefer shorties to bikini bottoms. My mom has long worn shorts over her swimsuit.
Women should be able to wear WHATEVER THE F THEY WANT at the beach. I REALLY don't see what's offensive about the burkini. These bans feel so sexist and privileged to me.
Bonjour Sam, Et bien, moi je voudrais savoir si les femmes occidentales ont le droit de se baigner en bikini en Arabie Saoudite, par exemple ? C'est le même problème n'est ce pas ?
I honestly don't get the problem at all. How are burkinis any different than wearing a wetsuit like you said or remaining fully dressed? We don't have problems with that so why the problem with burkinis? It's not hurting anyone. If women choose to wear one, it's their choice.
D'après ce que j'ai compris de la part de mes collègues qui y vont (puisque moi je n'y ai pas droit, à la demande de nos clients), les femmes n'ont pas le droit de se baigner tout court, où au moins pas dans la plupart des hôtels. Mais je pense qu'il doit quand même avoir des piscines privées, destinées uniquement aux femmes.
I totally agree with what you said, and was really interested to read about your discussions with women who actually wear the headscarves. This whole debate angers me so much precisely because the media is full of non-Muslims talking about what what they should be telling Muslim women to do and you never hear what the people concerned actually think. I totally agree with the principle of la laïcité, but it in no way justifies telling women that they have to expose a certain amount of bare flesh on the beach!
Maybe we should all get ourselves burkinis and go and hang out on the beach in solidarity...