When we originally created this blog, the intent was to provide our family and friends a place where they could keep track of what we are up to in our trip around the world. In fact, in our first blog post we mentioned how we would not subject people to random posts about our lives until we left for the trip. My how things have changed.
Zhou and I were discussing a couple nights ago whether or not we should buy our own domain name and work on customizing our blog with links and advertisements and pictures of Sanka in an ice cream truck. I had become convinced that by creating our own domain name, we would soon be generating millions of dollars in advertising revenue. Domain names, after all, are the gateway to fame and fortune. In fact, the only reason I hadn’t pulled the trigger already was because nohurrycurry.com was already taken.
[Random aside: nohurrycurry was open a month ago when Zhou looked for it on godaddy, but now godaddy appears to be holding it to sell it to some sucker for extra money. There’s not even a real page there! I know Danica Patrick is the company’s spokesperson, but can godaddy really do that??]
Anyway, I had done lots of research (I would like to thank Tina and thePlanetD for their help) and even decided that if I do end up applying for business school next year, starting a million dollar website would look great on my applications. Then Zhou pulled me back down to earth (and she’s not even my wife yet!). While making money off our blog would be fun – and I still think it would be possible if we put in the time that we don’t have – what would we do when we return from our trip? We aren’t travelers, we’re just two people who want to see the world before settling down. As I have found out, there’s a big difference. And nobody wants to hear about me researching business schools while at a desk job, or Zhou studying to get her economics PhD. (Zhou, don’t worry – I want to hear about your studying.)
So it’s now time to get back to basics… well, sort of.
This blog’s #1 purpose will be to provide updates to our friends and family. However, as a way to pay it forward, we will continue to use our blog as a way to help future travelers. There are a lot of travel bloggers out there who have helped us through our planning (see our travel blog roll on the right for some of our favorites), and we’d like to be able to do the same for others. We’ll try to make our site a one-stop-shop for all of your “gap year” travel needs – gear reviews, location reviews, FAQs and how to plan and budget for a trip. Perhaps most importantly, we’ll try to keep the blog fun by using contests, puzzles for postcards, Scrabble things and whatever else we can think of.
In one episode of Friends, Phoebe attempts to find a selfless good deed in order to prove Joey wrong. [Spoiler alert!] She can’t. However, we have just found a selfless good deed. In an effort to keep things simple for you, our readers, we are forgoing the glitzy ads and the millions of dollars that comes with them. What do we get out of this? Nothing. We hope you’re happy.
While we’re on the subject of your happiness, we found out this week that our subscription links were broken. If you’ve tried to subscribe to our blog before, we apologize for the inconvenience. And if you hadn’t thought about it, we’d highly encourage you to. It’s a hassle-free way to keep up with all our hassle-free blog content. Whatever that means. If you have any questions about this, feel free to email us at nohurrycurry[at]gmail.com.
In other news, my dad and I went canoeing on Monday. First, I must say that Dad did not force me to go – no one can force me to do anything (that is, until 13 days from now). Canoeing can be fun, and the two hour trip we were planning would still get me home in plenty of time to keep on my GMAT study schedule. After all kids, “if you hit the books, you won’t end up crooks.”
That being said, this canoe trip was like something out of a Calvin & Hobbes camping trip.
After encountering a few problems in getting out the door in the morning (causing us to be about three hours behind schedule), we parked my car in the middle of Indianapolis and took Dad’s up to the river entrance. There was a nice set of rapids that pushed us on our way. It turned out this was the last push we would get. Well, that’s not entirely correct. For two-thirds of our trip, there was a strong headwind pushing the water against us. It got so bad that I thought I’d have a better chance of finding a three-nut peanut than a still spot in the river. Unfortunately we didn’t have any peanuts to test this theory.
As if this wasn’t bad enough, what were supposed to be overcast, rainy skies turned into skies straight from the Simpson’s opening credits. That would have been a blessing in a Calvin and Hobbes vacation, but for my dad and me, who decided not to bring sunscreen, this turned into a disaster. The sun beat down on us like Lebron James on the Knicks. And since our two cars were parked 16 miles apart from each other, we had no choice but to keep on paddling.
Another problem we encountered was that every oasis of rapids flowing “downstream” (I use that term loosely) turned into a pit stop where we had to walk our canoe over the rocks in the shallow water. But those weren’t our biggest obstacles. About halfway into our journey, we came across big red signs signaling that there was a dam ahead. After realizing that beavers probably didn’t put the signs up, we heard the sound of falling water straight ahead. To our left: rocks. To our right: trees. We found no place to get out of the river with the canoe. After pondering our next move while wedged between the rocks on the left, we spotted a ramp on the far side of the river. The problem was you had to paddle right up to the edge of the dam to get there. Fortunately we’re two manly guys who no regard for human life (kinda like another guy I mentioned earlier), so we paddled onward.
I’ll be honest, the ramp turned out to be pretty easy to get onto, despite its proximity to the dam’s edge. The problem turned out to be the ramp itself. It was the dirtiest, smelliest, buggiest, spideriest thing I’ve seen since Spencer and Heidi were trapped in a cabin on I’m a Celebrity Get Me Out of Here! And when it comes to bugs and dirt, I’m no longer all that manly.
Anyway, to wrap this up, we slogged our way over the dam, pushed against the currents, survived the UV rays (at least so far) and, over six hours later, finished our two-hour canoe ride through Indianapolis. My dad is convinced that all these unexpected obstacles would prepare me for the trip. I’m convinced that if this happened to Zhou, I would never hear the end of it.
18 days until take-off!
Puzzles for Postcards (last one before the trip!)
Rhyme Time! (we’ve added one new one and re-worded the others, solve three of four)
A cooking appliance for Christopher Mintz-Plasse
What the person who cleans your teeth would use for a TKO
A tropical shelter for a tropical yellow fruit
Catchy commercial ditties for a salty snack
Zhou WPLB: 28; 367; 315; SENIlES
Kevin WPLB: 27; 368; 397; sETTINGS