PAY ATTENTION

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Pack Light: One of the greatest gifts I ever received from travel was when I walked the Camino de Santiago in Spain. This was long before Face Book and Twitter but the internet was available and I joined
a few chat groups about the walk before actually embarking on it. The one piece of advice I read over and again was not to bring much, the Camino will provide. I was living in a Buddhist monastery at the time and didn’t have much so I was thrilled to follow the advice although I still carried too much.

Even so my watch broke at the airport the day I left. I lost a book during a layover in Amsterdam. And I arrived in Madrid with one backpack and a brand new 2-person tent and a disposable camera. (Told you I over packed.) But an amazing thing happened. Without the book I was forced to chat with people. Without the watch I had no way to schedule things so my days were free. The camera had a limited number of snaps so soon I was free from taking photos. I simply was. I was one woman on the Camino. I was one person walking westward. I was one human drinking coffee in small cafes near tiny villages. I was free to be. And I was. 

BTW the Camino did provide. I didn’t use the tent once.

 

Be Present: When I was in Peace Corps, there was this young woman who I sat near during our daily trainings. Everyday she would glance around the gazebo we used and shout “We’re in Fucking Africa!” and grin with such joy her body shook. Everyday the rest of us had a reminder to be present and realize we were privileged and how terrific our lives were. At that moment no matter what else was happening we had an opportunity to stop and appreciate where we were and how beautiful it was.

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Turn Off Your Toys: When we were in Bali, Marci and I were invited to a Balinese funeral. I had read a few things about these funerals and really wanted to go and record the experience so we could show our friends. But as we walked up we realized that this was no place to document our travels. This was one of those things we would have to talk about but not tweet about. And for us that was perfect. I felt more relaxed once I didn’t or couldn’t photograph the happenings. It was certainly photo worthy with people dancing and entranced to the point of waving knives around. But it was also so personal that I would have felt intrusive if we had taken a few pics for the blog. Instead we felt welcomed and the community seemed quite proud to share their ritual with outsiders. We smiled politely and watched. It was one of the best times I have had on this never-ending journey of ours. We are grateful.

Share with us a time the world opened up and surprised you.  Were you seeing it through a camera lens or were you letting you mind wander? Did it sneak up on you in the early morning? Were you making your way home after work? Leave us a comment. Thank you.

PRAYER TO THE ANCESTORS

We enjoy the best days of our lives because of the past struggles of our ancestors

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Since we’ve been traveling Marci and I have discovered that our entire lives are actually prayers to the ancestors. Mostly prayers of gratitude. It is the knowledge that without those black survivors we would not be here in this place. Where ever this place may be. Without them we would not have the wherewithal to live lives of travel.photo-0421-2014-chinese-forget-ones-ancestors

Once we began living our dream, we discovered we owe it all to someone other than ourselves. Sure we sold our things and actually got on the road. But none of this is possible without my mother who worked as a cashier at a grocery store and sent two of her three children to college. Or Marci’s mom Muriel who lived and died a communist and socialist, who worked in a finance office, a place that was the antithesis of what she believed in. To them we are of course grateful.

But it is the innumerable others. Women and men who live and died knowing their dreams would not come true in their lifetimes. The ones who knew vicerally that one day in a distant future their children’s children would have choices and freedoms unknown before.  We are most grateful for them.

I read somewhere that the pyramids were fb_img_1447468473552.jpgbuilt over generations. Those who began the project never saw the end result. So to begin something like that takes a different level of faith. A faith that someone will carry on the work. A faith that what is being created is worth the effort of generations. Dreams are like that. They need faith and constant tending even in the face of death.

With faith that our every moment is witnessed by them. We say thank you to our ancestors, with whose faith we have achieved our dreams.

To whom do you owe more than you realized? Tell us about your ancestors and parents. Drop us a comment. Thanks.

The BOLT Love Affair with Kuala Lumpur…6 Reasons Why!

Kuala Lumpur is not a city I expected to fall in love with. It’s an enormous city, one which I knew absolutely nothing about. I saw it as a brief stop on our way to more beautiful places and exciting adventures. How wrong I was!

This is our third visit to K.L. and without a doubt it will not be our last. I thought to share with you the top reasons why Kathy and I love this city. I do have an ulterior motive…I hope you will be inspired to come and see K.L. for your self.

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MUD, The Musical

Reason #1: The Diversity
Kuala Lumpur  (and all of Malaysia) is a really wonderful mix of ethnicities, religions and cultures. Ethnic Chinese and Indians as well as Malays are the main groups. For me, it’s not just that there is ethnic diversity, it’s that it is acknowledged, celebrated and respected.  We see this in the museums, billboards and all walks of life. There is even an ongoing musical, Mud, that joyfully tells the K.L. story of inclusivity.

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Batu Caves, Site of the largest Hindu celebration outside of India.
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Ramadan display in a local mall.
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Buddhist Center
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Small Hindu Temple
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Our Lady of Fatima, Catholic Church
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National Mosque
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Jewish Community Center

Reason #2 Religious Freedom and Sites
Malaysia is a Muslim country where freedom of religion is constitutionally guaranteed. We greatly appreciate this, especially visiting the many beautiful and varied places of worship found in K.L.

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Our Favorite Indian Spot
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Laksa
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Nasi Lemak

Reason #3 The Food!!!!!
I really don’t have words to describe the party in your mouth that is the eating you can do in Kuala Lumpur!  From our personal favorite, Southern Indian cuisine, to the devine nasi lemak, delicious dining is a definite reason to visit K.L. By the way, you can find pretty good pizza and burgers if you get a hankering for western foods.

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Reason #4 It’s a Rainforest!
Kuala Lumpur is the only city with dedicated space to preserve a rainforest.  Bukit Nanas is right in city center.  It’s an amazing spot with suspension walkways, beautiful views and a great chance to exercise.

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Reason #5 Great Transportation
K.L. has truly amazing and inexpensive public transportation. High speed tains, monorails, reliable public buses and even a free hop on hop off bus for tourists makes this city easy to explore.

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#6 The Sights, Sounds and Shopping
Day or night,  Kuala Lumpur has some of the best sightseeing spots we’ve experienced. The museums are great, there are beautiful and historic neighborhoods like Brickfields Little India and Chinatown. K.L. is also home to the world’s largest twin towers, the Petronas Towers. Shopping is great here too. Lots of bargains in Brickfields and Chinatown and there are plenty of high end malls and stores as well.

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So, I could probably find a 100 reasons more why I love this fabulous city but I have to get ready for our plane to Beijing, China. Hope you enjoy this post and will seriously consider a trip to Kuala Lumpur. If you have any questions or comments, as always we love hearing from you.

The B in BOLT…Reflections on Traveling Black

This is a post I’ve wanted to write for a while. I’m trying to find ways to express succinctly what is on my heart and in my mind.  Being Black is such a large part of who we are. Kathy and I are intentionally Black, consciously Black and unapologetically Black. It’s not about hate for non-blacks. It’s a love thing.

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Our blackness, not just our skin, but our thinking, our memories, our very essence goes with us everywhere we go. We have found great blessings traveling Black and a few challenges.

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Bali, Indonesia

One of the greatest gifts of travel has been our heightened sense of appreciation for black folks, especially in places where there are not a lot of us. Walking down Crenshaw in Los Angeles, California I always smiled and gave a nod to my peeps. But seeing a black man or woman in Southeast Asia is a different experience. It’s an opportunity for conversation, exchanging experiences and most of all a chance to share a little black love.

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Glacier National Park

And this is not an experience unique to Asia. Traveling across the U.S.A., visiting National Parks we rarely see other Black folks. We went days and miles on a trip up to Canada. We were delighted to meet a Black couple in Glacier National Park, Wyoming.  We  had a good laugh when we realized we were all from California.

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Chipate Village, Zambia
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Chipate Village, Zambia

Traveling Black in Africa increases our commitment to love and serve Black folk, all across the diaspora. It also is a great reality check for the privilege that comes with our American passports and lifestyle.

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Hair Care Day, Chipate Village, Zambia

It reminds us of our commonalities, especially with other Black women.

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Ubud, Bali, Indonesia
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Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia

Traveling Black strengthens our love for and connections to people of color. The Malaysian man, next to Kathy, in the picture above commented on their identical skin tone and the beauty there. Celebrating diversity is one more thing to love about traveling Black.

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Sultans Water Palace, Yogyakarta, Java, Indonesia
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Hanoi, Vietnam

The biggest challenge so far in traveling Black has been an ocasional sense of isolation and of being on display, a curiosity.  We felt this most acutely in Vietnam where our skin was often stroked, our hair frequently gently pulled. It never felt malicious or racist. I know racism and colorism exist everywhere,  but to paraphrase the late, great Muhammad Ali, no one in Southeast Asia has ever called me or anyone I love a nigger. I for sure can’t say that about the USA!

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Pasadena, California

Traveling Black is a chance to explore your entrepreneurial side. We love shopping and bringing back beautiful things from all over the world.

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Charlotte and Pete Hill O'Neal, Arusha, Tanzania
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New and Old Friends, New Orleans, Louisiana
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Aida Ayers, Creative Solutions, Zanzibar

Traveling Black is a great way to make new friends and to connect with old. In this digital age it is very easy to make connections and stay connected. Black Americans Living Abroad is a great Facebook group for just that purpose. Nomadness Tribe and Travel Noire are both wonderful sites as well. One of the best parts about traveling Black is doing it with people you love and respect.  

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BOLT Reviews : Chiang Mai, Thailand ♡♡♡♡♡♡

My friend, Lecia, reminded me today that it’s been a while since we posted a BOLT review.  We left, what feels like our second home, Chiang Mai on Thursday. It’s a beautiful day here in Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia, a great day to take a little time to share our opinions about Chiang Mai.

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We both love Chiang Mai. The ancient part of the city, surrounded by a moat is so beautiful, full of sacred sites. We find it very healing. It is also very walkable, which is important to us.

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There is also the Chiang Mai that is new, modern and fabulous!  We are able to find anything we need or want.

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The food in Chiang Mai is some of the best we have had anywhere, and very affordable too.

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When we get tired of Thai food there are lots of other options to choose from.

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And lots of fresh fruits and vegetables!

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Accommodations in Chiang Mai are abundant and very affordable. For the last 2 months we stayed at  a studio  apartment with pool for less than $ 250 a month! It was simple and clean, no frills.

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There are also plenty of beautiful higher end accommodations.

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There is a lot to do in Chiang Mai. The city has frequent cultural festivals, many museums and there are beautiful temples at every turn.

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We love our evening walks along the moat.

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There are literally massages on every block and one hour is generally less than $ 10.

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You can try something new, like this fish spa.

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Thai people are very polite, friendly and helpful. It’s great staying somewhere long enough to get to know our neighbors.

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The only thing that would make Chiang Mai better (for us) would be more visitors from home. If you are intrigued or have any questions we would love to hear from you in the comments section below.

Uh Oh! Do-Over and Never Again!

Kathy and I have been traveling for eight months now.  We’ve been extremely blessed with drama free experiences, good travel health and very few problems. We’ve learned a lot about what works for us, what we love and what we prefer to avoid. 

Uh Oh!

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There is a vast difference between economy class...

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and first class train travel.

Economy Class Train Travel
While traveling through Indonesia we missed a connection to the “first class” train we had reservations for.  An economy class train was leaving the station soon.  Rather than wait a whole day for the next first class train we decided to hop on this really low priced train. I remember thinking “how bad can it be?”. Well, it was pretty bad.  Economy trains make more stops so the anticipated 4 hour ride turned into 8. The seats were uncushioned, hard benches. We had to sit 3 across where even 2 people would have been uncomfortable. There was no air conditioning. I was pretty miserable for most of the trip. The upside was we were sitting with very kind and helpful  local people.  Locals travel this way all the time, it is not for me for long trips.  The experience helped me see how privileged we are and also what I’m willing to pay more for.  This Uh Oh! was a great learning experience.

Do-Over…

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On our second visit to Georgetown we rode the ferry instead of the very expensive taxi we took on our first visit.

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We got to explore so much of Georgetown, including this beautiful Burmese Temple.

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And all of our wonderful Chinese New Year experiences.

Georgetown, Penang Island, Malaysia

When we first got off the boat, landing in Singapore, we moved pretty quickly.  We spent a day and a night in Singapore, 4 days in Kualu Lumpur and 5 days in Georgetown.   Neither of us were crazy about Georgetown.  We had yet to learn the value of slower travel, longer stays.  I’m really glad we made a decision to visit Georgetown again. Exploring this lovely island town a second time, for a whole month was a wonderful experience. Now Georgetown is one of our favorite places, it’s even on our short list for a permanent retirement home.

Never Again!

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Questioning our visit to the Tiger Kingdom, Mae Rim/Chiang Mai, Thailand.

Tiger Kingdom, Chiang Mai, Thailand

We visited the Tiger Kingdom on our first visit to Chiang Mai on a whim.  We did no research.  We just hopped into the cab of a friendly driver for what I thought would be a pleasant adventure.  Had we done more investigation we would have easily seen that there is a lot of controversy about this place.  Mistreated, drugged tigers are kept in small cages.  Tourists (including Kathy and I) lie on, pet and take lots of pictures with these beautiful animals. I wanted to believe what the keepers say: that the cats are not drugged, that they grew up with people and are thus friendly.  But I left with the nagging feelings that those things are not true.  I have decided to never again visit attractions involving animals without first making sure the animals are being treated humanely.

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The animals at the Sacred Monkey Forest in Ubud, Bali, Indonesia are free and happy.

Home free, serendipitous travel has great opportunities to find out more about oneself.  I’ve learned that I like a certain level of comfort and am willing to pay for it; that staying long enough to get to know a place is best and that thorough research is a valuable tool in deciding where to visit.

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What are some of your travel uh ohs, do-overs or never agains?  Please share in our comments section. We love hearing from you!