An admin of a travel group I’m in on Facebook posted a meme that reads:
Belle is on the internet.
Belle sees something that offends her.
Belle moves on.
Belle is smart.
Be like Belle.
I understand the intentions of it, to tell people not to troll, which is itself another issue. However, the sentiment to me is the reason why we, as a world, are in the shit show we’re in.
You cannot turn a blind eye when racists march.
You cannot turn a blind eye when women are sexually assaulted.
You cannot turn a blind eye when children drown trying to flee war and reach safety.
You cannot turn a blind eye when the icecaps melt, and polar bears starve, and people die from tainted drinking water, and police officers do not get charged for brutal murders, and concert goers are shot. -
If something offends you SAY SOMETHING.
If I offend you, SAY SOMETHING.
I believe, if we could all engage in dialogues which were constructive and respectful and thoughtful we would be a whole hell of a lot better than we are now.
Don’t move on.
I think the sentiment of this Tybee Island graffiti is much better!
You guys are all really awesome and I love having your support all across IG. So tonight I’d like to direct your attention to my newly refurbished and relaunched blog.
She’s over at www.thecountryjumper.com and you should totally check her out.
I’m super open to your feedback and would love any ideas, thoughts, comments or critiques.
Thanks IG fam XOXO
P.S. This is a photo of Tybee Island outside of Savannah, which I talk about in my newest Savannah posts!
“What happens in New Orleans, goes home with you.” /Laurell K. Hamilton/
Being a summer person in the winter, I can't even explain how the struggle is real to get through these bleak, cold winter days in Budapest.❄️😖 But let’s face it, I can’t change weather and my work is here so I’ve decided to make peace with winter and try to do as much as possible of the things I actually like about it, such as going on short ski holidays, ice skating (although really bad at it), running outdoors (with 20 layers on) and of course, reminiscing about the good times I had in 2017! 🙌 Like those warm autumn days in New Orleans where I walked like a real badass. 😂 I loved the laid-back bohemian vibes of The Big Easy with the live jazz, delicious food and drinks; it is a city that affects all senses: it is a must see, must hear, must experience! Huge thanks to @djtronnyblaze and @missingatlovingnola for showing us around!
Back to reality and winter, how do you deal with it? Are you a summer or winter person? 🤔
When I opened my phone on Friday morning my feed was instantly consumed with mentions of ‘shit hole’ countries with backgrounds of stunning blue seas and perfectly exquisite beaches thanks to @hownottotravellikeabasicbitch
All weekend the mentions didn’t stop. Stories of an immigrant family from @holaworldtravel who moved to America years ago from a ‘shit hole’ country and have worked hard to achieve their dream.
@gypseablondemermaidbasicbro bringing us back to the reality of the true ‘shit hole’ countries, the empires which ruled over many of these countries for years.
Watching this past year unfold has been devastating and depressing. I simply cannot understand the kind of ignorance, stupidity ad hatred that the monster who won the electoral college of the U.S.A. displays time and time again.
I spent some time a few weeks back sharing my stories of kindness with you and then struggled to come up with stories of ‘not so kindness’ to share with you, and yet this monster is that every day. I don’t understand how anybody can behave how he does and I don’t know how to deal with it.
Thinking about him makes me shake.
This land is your land. This land is my land. From sea to shining sea.
The Narrows is the most popular hike here in Zion but not only on this time of year ~ Не без приключений, но мы все-таки добрались до Зайона и даже погуляли там немного, честно говоря зимой не смотрится так же круто как летом, не хватает зелени, без неё камни выглядит чересчур уныло, думаю со снегом на вершинах смотрелось бы лучше, но снега тоже нет, как-то так 😐
I’ve never seen anything like that in Nevada before, it looks more like Hawaii for me 😊🙈 ~ Никогда ещё не видела ничего подобного в Неваде, такие зеленые виды не уживаются, в моем представлении, вместе с пустынной местностью этого штата. Этот пейзаж немного напомнил мне Гавайи, то место, где мы жили, такой же гольф клуб, озерцо и зеленые холмики за ними.
I’m waiting in the airport for my (nearly two hours) delayed flight. What’s up @delta ?! There’s not even any weather!
I’m going to NYC, where I’ve been a million and a half times, I lived there one summer in college and have loads of friends who now call it home. And yet, when @thesewilddreams visited a few weeks ago she posted all sorts of beautiful pictures of places I’d never even heard of!
It’s crazy how you can feel like you know a place and then realize how much there is there that you’ve never even heard of! With a city like NYC it’s not hard though, considering its size and density.
So, where are the secret spots you’ve been to in NYC that were magical? And I mean the spots that aren’t on any listicle! I’ve already got all of yours on my list, Cat!
I booked my ticket to Savannah because a friend wanted to go away. It was just this past December so we wanted to go somewhere a little warmer than it is up here in the northeast USA.
I really wanted to go to Belize, but she’s one of those people with a job 😆 so she only had limited time to go and Belize is a bit of a trek. Her suggestions were Charleston or Savannah.
I’ve been to Charleston so I said great, lets go to Savannah. We booked flights and an Airbnb and went back to our lives until we showed up.
Meaning I had no idea what to expect. Yes, I’d hear it was gorgeous. But that was about it.
And I was so impressed. Not just with how pretty it was, but with the people (see my last post and @sylviagaya comment on it), the food, the culture, the atmosphere. It was all wonderful.
If you get a chance to go to Savannah, definitely take it, you’ll love it.
Where have you been that was a pleasant surprise when you had not idea what to expect?
This old man was sitting under this shady oak in Savannah strumming away on his guitar. I wanted a picture so I casually strolled in his direction to see what his deal was. He struck up a conversation.
In between composing a song about my friend and I, from New York, he sang, visiting one of the best cities, he sang, he told us stories of growing up in Savannah. How his mom smacked him upside the head for drinking out of the white water fountain. She could have gotten in trouble for that he said.
This man spent most of his life in the north but had such a love for his home city that he moved back there once he was older. His life story, in small snippets, his pondering about politicians, they have the opportunity to do great things, he said, but they don’t.
When I finally did get around to asking if I could take his picture, his response: on one condition miss...see these bags under my eyes, make sure you can't notice 'em in the picture.
I’m planning on buying a hand held voice recorder. I hate that my memory doesn’t hold on to the exact, exquisite words that people like this say. Have you ever been amazed by the words strangers on benches share?