All I can do when I think about Boulder is shake my head and sigh. It’s not just wonderful, it’s irresistible. Seriously, its charm is almost unbearable for those that don’t live there. Dave and I knew we needed to mentally prepare ourselves for this before arriving in Boulder last week. We’ve been away for a year and a half and knew that we couldn’t let The Curse of Boulder Valley overtake us.
For those of you who think I’m using exaggerated language, let me assure you I’m not. The Curse of Boulder Valley is a real thing. When white visitors came to the valley in search of gold, Chief Niwot of the Southern Arapaho tribe told them it was hexed. He was an eloquent speaker and was said to have declared: “People seeing the beauty of this valley will want to stay, and their staying will be the undoing of the beauty.” Read more
Home sweet home. As much as I adore traveling, there are certainly a few things I’m happy to no longer have to think about. They may sound like silly miniscule details, but I assure you they are huge when you have to keep them in mind constantly.
1. NO MORE ANTS! Or any critters for that matter. I Ziplock bagged everything to keep the creepy crawlers out. I kept dirty clothes sealed away so they wouldn’t attract ants and I kept clean underwear bagged so it would stay isolated. I also Ziplocked my toothbrush in its case so that I wouldn’t end up brushing my teeth with ants. (Yuck!) All food items needed to be bagged so that Dave and I wouldn’t find ourselves accidentally eating bugs. We let our guard down once in Singapore figuring that an unopened package of Mentos was fine in a hotel room in the middle of a huge developed city. We were wrong. While watching TV that night, Dave started chomping on the Mentos without looking at what he was eating. He offered me one and I saw that the candy was swarming with small ants! He had thought the crunchy bits were sugar granules. The lesson? ALWAYS bag your stuff in tropical environments. Read more