The 411

I woke up this morning and practiced meditation for the first time in a long time. Rather than chasing sporadic ideas of what I should do next, I want to let the true answer materialize once I’m ready to listen.

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I got some mail from my cousin Jill (whaddup Jilly Cat!) who was inquiring about some of the things mentioned in a post last week that are due for some updates, like:

  • The apartment search
  • Job search
  • Other travel plans

I will try my best to answer those questions!

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Gulp

Truth is, Shannon and I haven’t figured out what we’re doing yet. We’re in an AirBnB that is up on January 29th and haven’t secured anything beyond that point. Stupid? Maybe…

The thing is – I like not having a plan. Last week I almost had a heart attack thinking about the job I left and the security it brought me. I wanted to get on the next flight home and beg for my cubicle back because I didn’t know what the hell I was doing out here. Though I may not know exactly what the plan is for tomorrow or next week, I’ve begun to surrender into my big, comfortable chair of not knowing.

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The more I discover about this city, the more I love it. Amsterdam emits eccentricity, acceptance, and love; which vibrates off its towering buildings and into the hearts of its inhabitants…not to mention everyone we meet encourages us to stay here to find happiness like they did. We’re making friends and content…what could be better? Oh right…making money would be nice!

Knowing very well this will hinder our bank accounts, we’re going to turn our adventure into a Eurotrip. Not the kind where you stay two days to go snap pictures of famous buildings and hop on the next train, but something similar to what we’re already doing. We’ll plop ourselves in a city of our choice for an extended period of time and really get to know our surroundings. Why? We’re growing fond of this place we’re temporarily calling home. I want to ride this feeling as long as I can, wherever I can.

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A Lingering Possibility

Another interesting tidbit we learned from our favorite bartender, Lucas (owner of our favorite bar – Café het Dwarsliggertje, aka Always Opposite), is that we are eligible for a Working Holiday visa in Australia which lasts up to a year. I could go there, potentially get a job in social media/marketing, and keep this adventure moving full speed ahead while developing the skills I wish to perfect.

For now, I’m enjoying today – we’re going to the zoo! I promise to check in with more info on our decision-making process once we have updates on progress or factors influencing our choices.

Letting go and living in the moment feels good.

Thank you for reading our blog and traveling this journey with us. Your support means everything, and it is a solid staple in our success.

So I put my hands up
They’re playing my song, the butterflies fly away
I’m noddin’ my head like, ‘yeah’
I’m movin’ my hips like, ‘yeah’
I got my hands up, they’re playing my song
I know I’m gonna be okay
Yeah, it’s a party in the A’DA(M)

-Miley Cyrus, kind of

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Have you done a Eurotrip and have any suggestions of places we should visit? Stories you want to share? Maybe we’re waiting from a sign from you! Comment below and share your experiences with us 🙂

SO Ready for This Weekend

Shan and I are a part of a Special Olympics volleyball league in Cheshire, Connecticut, USA.

It’s our second year doing it. We practice every Wednesday from October through mid-November to prep for our final tournament, which is going down this weekend. It includes a series of 15-minute games, lunch, and an award ceremony…but the real reasons we do it are for the camaraderie, laughs, true sportsmanship, and to have FUN of course!

We’d like to give you a peek into one of our practices.

No matter what happens after a serve or a volley, we always encourage each other to try our best and harder the next time. I can honestly say I’ve never been accepted quite like I am at Special Olympics. Whether we know each other really well or not, we’re all in it for the right reasons – that’s all that matters. The good vibes make it totally worth it.

When’s the last time you tried something new that turned out to be better than you expected?

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Quick pic of me & our friend Zesty ridin’ dirty.

Hey, we’re drunk in our PJs on a Friday

We’re sitting on the couch – I’m drinking a mimosa and Shan’s drinking Captain and Coke. We’re both listening to these songs because we feel like it:

  1. Lilo & Stitch – “Hawaiian Roller Coaster Ride”
  2. Arthur Theme Song – Ziggy Marley – “Believe in Yourself” (who knew it was Ziggy??)
  3. Lil B – “Caillou Freestyle”
  4. Three Loco – “NEATO”
  5. G-Eazy – “I Be in the Lab”
  6. 311 – “From Chaos Comes Clarity”
  7. Shawty Putt ft. Lil Jon “That Baby Don’t Look Like Me” (Shan O’s jam in high school)
  8. Bloodhound Gang – “The Bad Touch”

And that’s all we can manage to type as we keep singing songs while drinking various types of alcohol. If you ever want to weird your friends out with your Fri-Night wastedness, turn them onto this post.

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Is this thing on?

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I’m sitting on my couch watching Shameless after a day spent “working” at home (WAH). I put “working” in quotes because I rediscovered Vine after having abandoned it for a year, and let me tell you, people are freakin weird. Watching vines is like watching Snapchats that were uploaded for the world to see – minus the filters and plus more nostril flares.

Here’s a vine of I made of Shan and I. Yep, that’s prom.

So, my day went like that last paragraph, distracted by Vine.

I went to happy hour with a friend last night and came home to find my roommates jumping in their brand-new inflatable hot tub. We cheers-ed with wine to being 23 with too much money.

I’m telling you this because it helps provide a bubble of context around my seemingly selfish dilemma: my world is great on paper, but there’s something deeply unsatisfying about it.

I grew up, went to school, and now work in Connecticut. I followed the directions to achieving the ideal adulthood: “How to Stay in Suburbia – A Step-by-Step Guide To Becoming 40 in Your 20s.”

There’s a problem, though. I can’t do this because it’s not meant to be that simple. I’m not that ignorant, yet I’m ignoring the crazy Tasmanian devil inside that’s seeping out of my mind and into my waking life. I can’t remember the last time I truly felt alive.

So I’m fixing that. The wheels are in motion – it’ll be a long and twisted road. Stay tuned to find out where we go.

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↑ Me moving at actual speed. “vroom! vroom!”

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