Have you ever wanted to move around campus quickly and efficiently? Bikes are good but they're difficult to store and depending on where you live or go to school there is always the possibility of them getting stolen.
Well here is a solution to moving in an alternative way in an urban enviroment. The solution is practical, affordable, easy to store and plainly put....wicked awesome. When I was in Spain I met up with Paul-Herve Paquet on the streets of Alicante where he was zipping around in style. It was amazing to see him gracefully weave in and around pedestrian traffic. This is really a marvel, check it out and let me know what you think.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UH0Tbb7JLno
Monday, October 28, 2013
Monday, October 21, 2013
How a Rocking Hair Affair Abroad saved my Anniversary!
As I packed my bags for Ireland I got a wonderful message from Judith who said she booked me a hair appointment at the all too cool, Vintage Rocks Hair Parlour in East Belfast. Check out their amazing website and be sure to book an appointment should you ever travel to there neck of the woods. It's customary to bring the ladies sweets, please be sure to include Fluff, Sticky Toffee Pudding, Mac and Cheese and some treats with marshmallows. If you bring such goods you will have friends for life! http://www.vintagerockshairparlour.com/home/
I was so excited! I had never been to East Belfast before, for those of you who are unfamiliar with the territory let me be brief. East Belfast is comprised of predominately Protestant neighborhoods while West Belfast is comprised of predominately Catholics. Until relatively recently there has been an imaginary line between the two and none shall cross. Anywho....that's not important. What is important that I crossed the imaginary line to a fabulous salon full of creative ladies who did a fine job at cutting my hair. It took well over an hour and I enjoyed it very much. It was very relaxing and they styled my hair without a curling iron. Much to my surprise I didn't see a curling iron in the shop which was an unexpected welcome.
They washed my hair, dried it gently using a small round brush and pinned it into place before letting it sit for a while. After that they sprayed and I looked and felt fabulous. I was consumed by great hairstyles, chats about Halloween, tattoos and piercings. I was in my element. Here's the kicker, I learned how to deal without a curling iron which would be a valuable skill to have when I went to Spain the following week to celebrate my 10th Anniversary. After all I dreaded having shitty hair on my Anniversary. Thank you to all the ladies Vintage Rocks for saving my Anniversary with Great Hair!
How to have a Hair Adventure in Spain:
1.) Find a box of hair color, I wound up getting it at a huge department store, similar to Macy's. (Note: Red is not a popular color there so you'll have an easy time choosing a color. Color 1 or Color 2)
2.) Reading the instructions: Meh..not so much! Remember that there is no such thing as the FDA in Spain so reduce your hair coloring time by half and the color will surely look like the one in the box. Thanks again to Judith for this helpful tip about beauty and safety in the EU.
3.) Find hair pins that can reuse for Tapas (see photo above).
4.) Get some hairspray.
5.) Get a hold of a hairdryer. Preferable one that doesn't require you to hold the on button for the entire time you dry your hair. Every time my finger slipped off the button the dryer would stop and occasionally it would get hungry and eat my hair.
6.) I left my hair color on for 15 minutes and ended up a pretty supersonic red. I tried like Hell not to get color all over the hotel bathroom but failed miserably. It looked like I slaughtered a pig in the tub. Then I pinned my hair and tried to blow dry it as best as I could trying to shame Princess Leah.
7.) Remove pins and dowse your locks in hairspray. Lots of it.
TRAVEL TIP: Gals leave your razor at home & covet your husbands oops or boyfriends or girlfriends. Okay you get my drift. This will allow you more space in your travel bags and less hazardous materials to travel with. Wink, wink! ( Let's keep this a sisterhood secret. Shhhhhh!!!)
Trying to pin my hair is like trying to nail jello to a wall!
Wha-la! The final product not to shabby although I hate to think of how red I would have been if I left the dye of for the allotted 30 minutes!
I was so excited! I had never been to East Belfast before, for those of you who are unfamiliar with the territory let me be brief. East Belfast is comprised of predominately Protestant neighborhoods while West Belfast is comprised of predominately Catholics. Until relatively recently there has been an imaginary line between the two and none shall cross. Anywho....that's not important. What is important that I crossed the imaginary line to a fabulous salon full of creative ladies who did a fine job at cutting my hair. It took well over an hour and I enjoyed it very much. It was very relaxing and they styled my hair without a curling iron. Much to my surprise I didn't see a curling iron in the shop which was an unexpected welcome.
They washed my hair, dried it gently using a small round brush and pinned it into place before letting it sit for a while. After that they sprayed and I looked and felt fabulous. I was consumed by great hairstyles, chats about Halloween, tattoos and piercings. I was in my element. Here's the kicker, I learned how to deal without a curling iron which would be a valuable skill to have when I went to Spain the following week to celebrate my 10th Anniversary. After all I dreaded having shitty hair on my Anniversary. Thank you to all the ladies Vintage Rocks for saving my Anniversary with Great Hair!
That's me the monkey in the middle.
How to have a Hair Adventure in Spain:
1.) Find a box of hair color, I wound up getting it at a huge department store, similar to Macy's. (Note: Red is not a popular color there so you'll have an easy time choosing a color. Color 1 or Color 2)
2.) Reading the instructions: Meh..not so much! Remember that there is no such thing as the FDA in Spain so reduce your hair coloring time by half and the color will surely look like the one in the box. Thanks again to Judith for this helpful tip about beauty and safety in the EU.
3.) Find hair pins that can reuse for Tapas (see photo above).
4.) Get some hairspray.
5.) Get a hold of a hairdryer. Preferable one that doesn't require you to hold the on button for the entire time you dry your hair. Every time my finger slipped off the button the dryer would stop and occasionally it would get hungry and eat my hair.
6.) I left my hair color on for 15 minutes and ended up a pretty supersonic red. I tried like Hell not to get color all over the hotel bathroom but failed miserably. It looked like I slaughtered a pig in the tub. Then I pinned my hair and tried to blow dry it as best as I could trying to shame Princess Leah.
7.) Remove pins and dowse your locks in hairspray. Lots of it.
TRAVEL TIP: Gals leave your razor at home & covet your husbands oops or boyfriends or girlfriends. Okay you get my drift. This will allow you more space in your travel bags and less hazardous materials to travel with. Wink, wink! ( Let's keep this a sisterhood secret. Shhhhhh!!!)
Trying to pin my hair is like trying to nail jello to a wall!
Fecking Hair Eating Nemisis!
Stepping out for our Anniversary...Priceless!
Viva la Espana!
I got Grounded in Newry
Ground·ed
adjective \ˈgrȧun-dəd\
—used to describe a person who is sensible and has a good understanding of what is really important in life
When I first started going to Northern Ireland 15 years ago trying to find a cup of coffee was like trying to send a man to the moon, it was unheard of and practically impossible in this tea totaling land. I remembering having to pack little pods of Maxwell House coffee when I traveled there and wondered how I would surive without my morning cup of joe, otherwise known to me as the nectar of the gods. Ahh the beauty of growing up in New England. Could it be true? Could this this American run on Dunkin?
For years I traveled with my pods before eventually giving way to the tea pot. It was just then, when I was about to sacrifice those beautiful arabica beans that I found a lovely wee spot across from the bus station, down from the Canal Court hotel that had just opened. I swear, I saw the heavens part as a glorious beam of light parted the clouds and shined brightly upon the word "Grounded." I went in and they had coffee, expresso and lattes. I wanted to kneel down in front of that expresso machine and offer thanks and praise for the glory of the perfect cup. (If you think I'm being overly dramatic...you try it! I dare you to go without coffee for two weeks, you'll be sure to encournter a serious case of the DT's.)
Fast forward. I went to Newry last week and wasn't sure what to expect. It's been about 2 or 3 years since I was there last and wasn't sure if my little slice of heaven was still there. So I anxiously set foot down the Dublin Road hoping, wishing and praying that Grounded was still there. I'm pleased to say, it was and in fact it was better than ever! As I strolled in I contained myself as a took a seat on the stormy gray colored, modern sofa all the while I was doing the happy dance, in my mind. I sank into the comfort of the couch, a lovely girl came over with a menu and I ordered a cafe mocha.
When the luxurious drink arrived, I gave thanks as I pressed the cup against my lips, slurping and savoring every sip. Ahhhh, it was truly Happiness in a Cup!
Not only does Grounded offer its customers a high quality product, they put care and love into their every cup and dish. They offer a vast array of delightful desserts, pastries and meals. I am a total sucker for anything that contains both mint and chocolate so here was my choice for the day and the waitress even gave me a scoop of ice cream along side of the cheesecake because she knew that I was sharing mine.. Lesson for the kids: Be nice and learn how to share! Maybe someday you'll get a free scoop of ice cream too.
Of course no trip to Ireland would be complete without having one of these bad boys (otherwise known as a Sausage Roll) and once again Grounded did not disappoint.
Grounded has a Mission and is glad to share it with their customers:
Grounded is a great place to gather whether you're old or young:
Grounded is a great place to catch up with Family:
(catching up with my favorite brother in law)
Grounded is a great place to come up with new ideas:
I L-O-V-E being Grounded!
Looking around Grounded you'll see how they give back and care about issues of social justice. Whether it's artwork on the wall that has been created by a young boy in Africa, using his mouth or their to-go cups that have messages about preventing suicide Grounded is more than a a coffee shop. It's a place to gather, share, enjoy, create, think, laugh and love. Grounded is an experience that I encourage everyone to have.
I went here every morning that I was in Newry and met up with friends and family. On the final day of my journey the barrista's played a guessing game "Where I was from?" I miss them already and can't wait until I get GROUNDED again! Until then.....I can't wait until our lips meet again.
#mygrounded
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