Scandinavian countries, particularly Sweden and Denmark, have a long tradition of painting the facades of their houses bright colors. These often change from building to building creating a veritable rainbow of color as one looks down the street. While this practice is somewhat common throughout the city, there are several prime examples hidden away along the city’s historic back streets. While the most famous of these is Nyhavn which can be found on nearly ever postcard from Copenhagen, the rest are far more obscure. This list is intended as a local’s insight to showcase locations you won’t find in your average guide.…
I recently had the pleasure of spending a week wandering through Tuscany. As part of the trip, the local tourism boards invited me on a three day blog trip in the Chianti hills focusing on the area around Tarvarnelle. While the high quality photos from my dSLR will follow soon, here is a cross section of my 15 favorite instagram photos from the trip. All were shot on an iphone 4s and edited in either the VSCOCAM app or Snapseed.
This is the lion of Florence. Found in Florence’s Archaeology museum is is roughly the size of a real lion and one of the most beautiful pieces of bronze sculpture I’ve seen in the past year. The museum is located in the heart of the city and a great alternative for those of you who are sick of the long lines at some of the city’s more famous locations.
One of my favorite things to see and do while in Italy is to spend time at agriturismos. For those who haven’t had the pleasure yet, these are typically old farms/estates which now offer rooms and locally sourced food almost exclusively grown on the premises or in the immediate area. They also often have their own vineyard and olive oil which tends to be exquisite. This photo is of the patio at the Paganello Agriturismo where we enjoyed fantastic wines and an extremely fresh vegetarian-friendly meal.
Another shot from Paganello Agriturismo/Fattoria Il Paganello, with a view out over the vineyard and of the surrounding countryside. Their locally produced wines (pictured in the wineglass in the photo) include “Quanta Cura” a delicious Tuscan red, as well as Il Paganello Chianti and Chianti Riserva.
For years I’ve stared out the windows of my passing train or bus at all of the tiny hilltop towns that dot the Tuscan countryside. This blog trip provided the opportunity to finally get in and explore many of them. This photo comes from the entrance to the Palazzo Begliomini in Tignano. As you can see, the entrance was guarded by a fierce and ferocious guard dog.
What is a visit to Italy and its vineyards without a good shot of an old wine cellar? This is one of the numerous rooms at the Badia di Passignano monastery.
Another absolute favorite was the Monastery at Badia di assignano. This beautiful old facility has a gorgeously frescoed church, sprawling wine cellar, wonderful views over the surrounding countryside and fortress inspired design.
Another shot of the exterior of Badia di Passignano. Quite the impressive looking monastery ehh? There’s also a high end fine dining establishment owned by the Antinori family situated immediately outside its walls.
Italy has a long and rich history and reputation for craftsmanship. During the blog trip we had the opportunity to get an up close look at how handmade silver pieces are made at Argento Firenze. This photo is of one of the employees (he was over 80 years old) who still does enamel work on things like silver cuff-links. I honest expected the experience to be quite boring and was fairly disinterested going into it. However, watching the craftsmen work and learning about how they do what they do ended up being an extremely interesting experience and one of the highlights of the trip.
As a huge space geek the opportunity to visit the recently opened Osservatorio Astronnomico (astronomical observatory) and to see both Jupiter and the Moon up close and personal was one of the highlights of the trip. It was also extremely interesting because we learned how Galileo modified and built his telescope and used it to chart his ground breaking discoveries. This is a photo taken through the telescope on my iphone, so it doesn’t fully capture just how amazing it is to see the moon in its intricate detail. The experience of being in the dome, and tracking the stars and moon was also an absolute blast.
The best view in Florence can be found at the Piazzale Michelangelo which overlooks the city. With a beautiful tulip garden, and a view that encompasses the palace, duomo, and ponte vecchio it is ideal for enjoying a glass of wine and watching the sun set.
Located just outside Florence the new Antinori Cantina is an incredibly unusual building. A mixture of active vineyard, restaurant and museum the building has an ultra-modern design which was completed in 2013. The wine is fantastic and the facility is well worth a visit to explore its highly unusual architectural personality.
The picturesque charm of Tuscany’s rolling hills with their low hanging clouds and orderly vineyards just outside the town of San Donato in Poggio where we stayed at the Del Giglio B&B which was one of the cutest B&Bs I’ve seen in a long time and which had lovely owners.
One of the trip’s greatest surprises was Arezzo. Situated an easy and convenient train ride from Florence the city was nearly empty while Florence was positively overflowing. It is home to a stunning cathedral, beautiful Sienna-esque square, and lovely mixture of views and history.
While the Ponte Vecchio gets all the glory, Florence’s other bridges can be equally photogenic. Particularly late in the afternoon as the sun’s yellow hues brings out the color and textures of the local stone.
When the news arrived that I had won a trip from Denmark to the sleepy town of Churchill, which sits nestled along the banks of the Hudson bay in central Canada, I was excited and unsure what to expect. A few weeks later I found myself standing astride a dog sled as a pack of extremely well cared for, energetic, and absolutely lovable sled dogs eagerly pulled us across an old dirt road covered in the first snow of the year. The skies were a gorgeous blue while at times sun dogs could be seen as sunlight reflected off of ice in the atmosphere. The actual experience of dog sledding was fascinating. The dogs are incredibly graceful, playful, and so skilled at what they do that mid-stride it is not uncommon to see them play around or scoop up a mouthful of fresh snow. The experience of sliding across the snow on the sled is also on par with that of skiing. Much quieter, smoother, and more graceful than I ever would have imagined.
If you have the chance to try dog sledding make sure you research the provider you’ll be using to ensure they treat the dogs well. Once you’ve done your research, go for it! It is a fun experience that is quite unique!
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This post kicks off a brand new series of youtube videos which I’ll be posting over the next few weeks. In them I delve into my trove of travel adventures, dig out some of my favorite stories, and share them. The goal? To keep the stories short and to tell them in a fashion similar to how I’d tell them if you and I were sitting in a small traveler’s pub enjoying a pint after a long day of exploring an exciting new city.
First up? My Guatemalan introduction to colectivos (communal taxis). It features incredibly awkward moments, breast feeding, culture shock and a wealth of other fun experiences. So, without further elaboration, I’ll let you dive straight into the video! If you enjoy it, make sure to subscribe to my youtube channel so you don’t miss future updates!
Europe is a wealth of gorgeous destinations. To pick one as a favorite is impossible and yet, there is one country I find myself returning to over and over. It is an addiction, and one which I gladly embrace. Out of all of the countries in Europe, the natural beauty of Scotland’s north western coast is hands down my favorite when it comes to breathtaking natural beauty, magical moments, and that sense of wonder that pulls you from reality and transports you into a series of moments that invigorate and inspire you. It’s also home to the best fish and chips in the world.
The above map highlights the route I took during my road trip through Scotland. The trip occurred in August, and as a result the weather was warm, but not terribly damp. As an added bonus the hills were covered in blooming flowers and the subtle purple hue of blooming heather. I’ve combined my footage from the trip into this brief 2:40 video. Enjoy the view as I wander through the Scottish highlands past incredible castles, dramatic Scottish lochs, and face off with sheep in a game of rural chicken.
Questions about the trip? I’d love to answers them! Have a favorite story from your own visit to Scotland? Do share in a comment!
I discovered these flowers covered in fresh raindrops just after a Scottish drizzle raced across the small village of Durness in Scotland’s far north western reaches. The vibrantly colored flowers were in a small garden beside the road and I found myself separated from them by an ancient stone fence. As I paused to snap this quick shot, I was forced to continually keep one eye on the flowers and the other on the small single lane country road that hopped over a small hill, turned a corner, and then raced along the coast with only a few feet on either side to spare. Far from ideal, but never the less it did add a bit of excitement to an otherwise peaceful moment!
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With my Master’s thesis handed in and the clock ticking down on my time as a student, I finally set aside the funds to return to Arizona. It seemed like a perfect opportunity. My schedule was largely open, consumed only by applying for jobs and PhD positions here in Denmark. My brother, the author of davidberger.net, who has spent the last 26 months in Africa with the US Peace Corps was scheduled to return to Arizona for his month and a half long home leave. His home leave marks the 2 year mark in his service, and he’s currently scheduled to return to Zambia for a one year extension which made this my only opportunity to see him and my folks together for at least another year.
The plan was simple. Return home and spend time together as a family. While we all Skype multiple times a week, it would be the first time any of us saw each other since last year when we spent a month together in Zambia. As the date approached, David and I chatted in mixed tones of excitement and trepidation. Would we experience homesickness? How strong would the reverse culture shock be? Would we suddenly feel a sense of regret or second guess our decision to not only go abroad, but to stay abroad for so long?
Since many of you have asked about my experience, what I saw, what I felt, and my thought process, this post will be a rolling explanation that seeks to shed insights into these questions.
Sense of Noise – One of the interesting shifts was just how “loud” things seemed when I returned to the US. Living in Denmark for the last two years my ears and brain have re-focused their filter from only seeking out relevant English words and conversations to filtering out Danish conversations which I only marginally understand. Those who have traveled may know what I mean – your ear is constantly scanning and suddenly picks-up-on and hones in on English – any English – it hears. It can be a radio station in the background, Danes switching seamlessly to English and then back again, or folks having a conversation in English across the room. The odd twist is that upon returning to the US and leaving Denmark behind, my brain took a while to slam the old filters back into place. The result was a sense of inundation as my brain tried to pick up and process every English sound and conversation occurring around me. It made for a very interesting and slightly overwhelming experience.
Native English Speakers – In Denmark I speak English exclusively. However, that English is international English, which is to say it is simplified English with slightly different emphasis and a significantly reduced pacing than I would use in the states. My usage of slang is greatly reduced as is the use of highly complex or obtuse words. My day-to-day conversations take place with non-native speakers. Many of these non-native speakers are completely fluent in English and competent. Yet, to be better understood my use of language while abroad changes. The same has occurred among my fellow American expats so that even when we’re talking to each other our conversations fall somewhere in-between a truly fluent native conversation and an international English conversation. The result is that my active vocabulary has shrunk by hundreds of words. While this loss of vocabulary and change in pacing is temporary, some parts definitely recover faster than others. Throughout my stay I found myself searching for basic words or frustrated at my inability to draw upon the specific, descriptive word I needed.
Inflation – I was really surprised to see that the cost of everything has gone up $1-2. When living there day-t0-day you don’t tend to notice it. Having left and returned I was quite shocked to see that things had increased significantly. Especially when one considers just how low and slow to change the minimum wage is. When I consider the minimum wage in DK vs. Arizona and the prices of things in DK vs. the US, I am reminded that prices aren’t nearly as expensive in DK as they initially appear.
Nice vs. Friendly – The Danes, famous for being a bit more reserved, are incredibly kind. They are truly nice people on average, and once you strike up a conversation they are eager to chat, eager to help, and very curious. Americans on the other hand live up to our reputation abroad. Folks are just down right friendly. They’re outgoing and eager to strike up random conversations. Bored? Downtime? Waiting in a line? You name it, it’s grounds for commentary and social interaction for the duration of the time spent in the same space. As someone raised in that culture, it’s something I really enjoy and miss a little bit while in Denmark. Luckily, Danes are always more than happy to respond to my prompts for conversation – even if they violate social norms and take them a bit off guard.
Things I Miss
I have a deep seated love for the US, for all it has to offer and even for many of its failings. While I haven’t felt a strong pang of homesickness during my two years in Denmark, there are definitely things that I really miss. Some of which I didn’t even realize I missed.
Family and Friends - This is a given, but it still bears repeating. Spending time back with family and my amazing group of friends was truly a wonderful experience. It is, hands down, the hardest part of being abroad and leaving Arizona behind. That even after two years apart we can come back together for wonderful evenings, conversations, and stories is a true tribute to what a fantastic community I still have back in Arizona.
The Food – I often am greeted with extreme skepticism when I tell people that of all the countries I’ve visited, the US has some of the best food in the world. It does, and Arizona will forever hold a special place in my heart for its amazing Mexican food. You could likely eat Mexican food and its various Americanized variations for every meal, every day, for a week without having the same style twice. Of the many things I’ve missed while living in Denmark, good, cheap, filling, grungy Mexican food is one of those that I hanker for most strongly. Similarly, cheap, amazing, massive steaks from the supermarket, as well as hamburgers. I’m not talking flowery, pretty, Danish-style hamburgers you eat with a knife and fork. I’m talking about delicious, sloppy, ugly hamburgers that are packed with flavor and send you into a food coma afterwards. Hamburgers that you eat with your hands until they implode, like flavored fireworks, and are only finished when you lick the leftover juices from your fingers. I also miss the Chinese buffets, especially a fantastic seafood variation in southeastern Phoenix. For $17 of all-you-can-eat goodness, you can gorge yourself on surprisingly high quality and flavorful crab legs, shrimp, scallops, sushi, frog legs, you name it.
American Friendliness – Americans are awesome. They’re friendly, chipper, positive, optimistic, and love to talk. Walking into a shop for lunch? Be prepared, you’ll likely have a total stranger at the door strike up a conversation with you and make suggestions – “The double paddy is massive, go for a single unless you’re sharing!”. For some foreigners this comes across as insincere, fake or overwhelming. I don’t find it to be any of those. For me it’s just down-right friendly.
American Bathrooms – I appreciate that this is more of a matter of building age and logistics, but I don’t care. American bathrooms are amazing especially in comparison to Danish bathrooms (and European bathrooms in general) which suck. They usually have more space in them than your average Danish bedroom, have real showers, real tubs, water pressure, and are set up so that you don’t have to spend 20 minutes after every shower squeegeeing everything down, including the damn ceiling.
Western Apartments – Your average student’s apartment in Arizona looks more like a luxury condo here in Denmark. They are large, often recently renovated, with lots of room, decent furnishings, and loads of amenities. It’s the little things like full-sized refrigerators, in-house washer and dryer, and walk-in closets that really make a difference. The friend’s apartment I stayed in was a beautiful, if normal, two-bedroom, two-bath student apartment in central Phoenix. The complex was fairly new and tailored to students with cheap rent, in a neighborhood that was being gentrified. His rent was less than I pay for a single, shared room, with four people co-sharing a single bathroom in Denmark.
Good Ol’ American Bars – There’s something deeply charming about various types of American bars. I really enjoyed some of the funky bars we ended up in. One in particular that comes to mind was a VERY stereotypical country bar in Durango. My brother and I stuck out like sore thumbs, but thoroughly enjoyed grabbing a drink while listening to great live music as folks did the country-two step on the dance floor. It was lots of fun, and as you might imagine there were cowboy hats and boots a-plenty to be found.
American Retail – American retail is amazing. It is incredible just how much high quality stuff is at your finger tips. Even more incredible is that should you not find it or not like the price in one of the sprawling warehouse-like stores, you can hop online and order it from groups like Amazon and Newegg. One of the things I miss the most while in Copenhagen is Amazon. I can still order from the UK or German versions but it just isn’t the same and the pricing is nowhere near as competitive. I was, however, very disappointed at how much service quality and consistency has dropped. I used a NET10 pre-paid wireless plan during my trip in the US and it was dreadful…as in borderline scam-bad. Their customer service was some of the worst I’ve seen in years. My brother also ordered a new laptop from TigerDirect. The folks at TigerDirect seem to, at best, be having major quality control issues and at worst to be running a shipping scam. The laptop he ordered arrived missing 4gb of RAM and the processor speed had been misleadingly listed on their website. Their response? “oops” we’ll send you the RAM and you can figure out how to install it yourself OR refund the entire computer. Take it or leave it. No interest in making the situation right. Talk about disappointing. My other main frustration was dealing with Apple which continues to pump out defective products and which was more than happy to agree that the hardware they’d given me was failing and inferior, but unwilling to do anything about it.
Things I Don’t Miss
Fake Patriotism – Sticking an American flag bumper sticker on your car automatically serves as a justification to say and/or hold whatever idiotic or intolerant view that is your personal flavor of the month. It is the sentiment that doing whatever you want, to whomever you want, is acceptable so long as it isn’t happening to you. When they are reminded that their rights only stretch to the point where they infringe on another’s, they automatically claim oppression.
The Number of Grossly Unhealthy People – This doesn’t really need clarification. A trip to a local super market typically means you’ll risk getting run over by a small army of heavily- laden scooters with folks suffering from extreme obesity and sipping on a 64 oz “diet” big gulp. This is a stark contrast to Copenhagen (perhaps not Denmark at large) where the mere nature of the day-to-day lifestyle encourages a very fit and comparatively slim population. Which is not to say that there are not a fair number of heavier folks, but that number and the scope is dramatically reduced.
In-Your-Face Christianity – You would think that with an astounding majority of the population being one flavor of Christian or another that everyone would just chill out. Not so. It seems like everyone and their sister is in a competition for who can be the more visible (not better) Christian. I suppose in the US your particular version of Christianity is as much a part of your socio-identity as your job and the car you drive. The number of ridiculous bumper stickers, flyers, handouts, corner preachers, and times folks mention religious stuff in conversations is mind numbing. Every fourth conversation seems to include at least one reference to being a “God-fearing Christian”, “going to church every Sunday” or being a “good Christian girl”. The Danes have a state religion and state church and while it is true that they are also one of the most atheistic countries on earth, Danish Christians are MUCH more relaxed about it. It’s something private that they do; it is a personal relationship with their church and god. Not a method for self promotion and advertisement. I definitely do NOT miss the US bumper-sticker Christians.
Religious Fanatics – Tough fact. The US has a high number of religious fanatics. It is, perhaps, the most fundamentalist Christian nation among the western cultures. With the high number of religious fundamentalists and fanatics comes all of the negatives that we much more easily and readily identify in other cultures and faiths. Unfortunately, it’s something that is largely ignored by the American population and/or not realized. They are also nearly untouchable as it has become unacceptable to critique or challenge issues that folks claim are faith-based or parts of their religious identity. The religious extremism in the US is something that deeply saddens me, and which I feel has direct connections to many of the nation’s current woes.
Traffic Jams – Having a 20 minute commute turn into a 50 minute stop-and-go session. Ugh.
The Car – Having a car was great! It adds flexibility and freedom. That being said, it’s also a royal pain. I really, really, really missed having a city that was walk-able or which had fantastic public transit where I could hop-on, hop-off, and not have to worry about parking, gas, and all the other complexities that come with driving. It also makes enjoying night life, MUCH simpler and safer.
American Bar Culture – Again, this is one that falls on both sides of the fence. On the one hand, I love elements of a good ol’ American bar. On the other hand, I love the relaxed charm and dive-bar (but not) mystique of the Danish bar scene. People in Danish bars are friendly and approachable. No one is looking to start a fight. Everyone is fairly in control (even when falling-down drunk) and overall it’s just pleasant and harmless. In the states too many folks get violent, or just obnoxious. The hyper-sexualized environment makes conversations with strangers, especially members of the opposite sex, more like an argument or fist-fight than a relaxed conversation and the whole thing has a certain shallowness and blah feel to it. The exception of course is when one goes out with a group of friends and sticks to that group of friends. It’s an odd mixture, because there are great elements to it like the American friendliness, but at the same time that is countered by how bar culture works and the hyper polarized male-female dynamic. Say hello to a girl? She assumes you’re hitting on her. Even if you are and she’s interested, for the sake of appearances, she needs to put on the image of being proper and not too interested, “slutty, or “easy”. Meanwhile, she, or others are constantly fishing for a free bar tab to drink on or free drink. Dancing is far less dancing and far more grinding on each other with the hope of figuring out and perhaps remembering each other’s name. Bleh. Maybe I’m just getting too old and got it out of my system when I was younger and doing the Scottsdale club circuit. Either way, i’ll stick to my Danish bodegas.
The Struggle – Student life in the US is challenging. As much because of the academics as everything else that goes with them. In chatting with and seeing friends who are struggling to deal with the ridiculous amounts of debt they are accruing as part of their education and the criminal medical bills they face in instances where they’ve had medical issues surface, I definitely feel disappointment for how badly the American system is failing them. After spending the last two years in an environment where higher education is free and comes with a $800 living stipend, and medical costs are mostly covered by the state, I find myself shocked by how appalling, exploitative and counter-productive the American system is. Not to mention the deep costs on both health and future potential and success which it extracts from American students. While some sense of having to work for it, and earn it is important – what’s occurring in the US these days is tragic and definitely undermines the country’s future prosperity. It, and the impact it has on people’s emotional state and overall health, is something I definitely do not miss.
The Lack of Consumer Protection – Deregulation in the US has provided increased competition in a few cases, but by and large seems to have just allowed for exploitative monopolies and brutal consumer exploitation. My US-based retail experiences were, with the exception of an exchange with REI (who were fantastic), extremely frustrating. Quality control is abysmally low, product quality is hit or miss, and the companies providing these products no longer seem inclined in the slightest to go an extra inch, let alone mile, to make things right. Their mistake, should you catch it, is almost your fault. Something you should feel guilty about as you force them through the inconvenience (after wasting hours of your time) of correcting the order or servicing the warranty on a defective product. The US consumer has an amazing number of options available to them, but they’re also getting screwed on a regular basis. Short of trying to make a small stink via social media, most of the old agencies in place to keep retailers in check are now irrelevant or lack their bite. Something needs to change and soon.
Over the final few years I spent in Arizona my contempt for the political, religious, social and intellectual environment in the state grew. My general level of disgust colored and partially blinded me to the raw naked beauty of Arizona deserts and her diverse terrain. Even as a more green and water-oriented traveler, the canyons and deserts are gorgeous. Before I left for Denmark, I spent the last few months trying to experience Arizona as a tourist. Those trips were immensely successful and paved the way for this return visit. While I still have very little interest in returning to Arizona in a long-term capacity, the two+ years spent away did allow me to more accurately enjoy and experience the state’s natural beauty.
When I chose to leave Arizona it was because it embodied many of the woes facing America. Outside the state’s shining bastions of intellectualism (ASU, UofA, NAU), it is a fetid and intellectually decrepit place. Conservatives and their religious fundamentalist allies have waged a concerted war on education and science in the state for decades and turned what was once one of the more progressive southern states into one of the least advanced and most regressive. The state has become the poster child for failed conservative ideology. Things like school voucher programs and unregulated charter schools have been used to gut comprehensive education, while fundamentalist factions from both the Evangelical and LDS populations have heavily infiltrated the Government and carefully dismantled sound policy.
It’s the type of state where it is common to encounter people who have such a warped understanding of science that they sincerely believe and advocate that the earth is 6,000 years old. It’s the type of state that rages against the “socialism” of funding basic infrastructure repair projects, education, and safety-net programs while having a large portion of the population on medicare or food stamps. The same state that is so perversely corrupt that things like the sale, and lease-back of capitol buildings at outrageous prices is just common place and an every day occurrence. It’s also the type of place that, in the middle of a recession, feels the best use of legislators’ time is to legalize people’s “right” to carry loaded guns into restaurants and bars (now a law of the land) and to try and do the same on college campuses and in college classrooms.
As an expat, when I see an article about one US state or another doing something mind-bogglingly stupid, evil-spirited, or incoherent, it usually turns out that it is Arizona. From SB1070 to Sheriff Joe’s blatant abuse of the constitution, Arizona is a walking tragedy. The role of profoundly ignorant fundamentalist Christians cannot be over-emphasized. Arizona is the state where, just after September 11th, we had a random Sikh shot and killed on the street because he was wearing a turban and believed to be a Muslim. Racial rants targeted at various religious and associated ethnic minorities are common place. The state has boasted the likes of Russell Pearce as President of the State Senate who found widespread support and used his influential position for writing and endorsing bills despite clear ties to white supremacist and neo-nazi groups (to Arizona’s credit Pearce was, eventually, recalled and pulled from office). It is a place where for every well-balanced, moderate Christian who has embraced Christ’s message of love, tolerance, and integrity, there is another that is every bit as radical and fundamentalist as many of the Muslim extremists that are viewed as such a profound threat to the civilized world. They may not be inclined to blow themselves up, but they regularly discuss armed conflict, make veiled threats, and are open to violence on a lesser-if still present scale.
To be clear, this is not to say that there are not wonderful people, and many people who fall at various spots along the spectrum. During my time in Arizona, I made a number of truly incredible friends. People who are a gift to the world at large, and who endeavor to better themselves and their companions. Some are Arizona natives and others are imports. Many are such a stark contrast to Arizona at large that it is truly shocking. They are some of the greatest minds in the US tackling social, scientific, and moral issues who range from atheists to devoted Christian scholars. Other friends are individuals whose hearts are in the right place, even if we harbor strong ideological or intellectual differences. Together we challenge and tolerate each other, hopefully constantly growing and learning from each other even though our world views, moral priorities, and intellectual beliefs stand in direct contrast.
Of course, no community is perfect. There will always be individuals who stand out as the best and worst the community can produce. There will always be political conflicts and ideological differences. Yet, the more time I spend in the world at large, the more confident I am in saying that an influential segment – perhaps some 20% of the population – is an American incarnation of the Taliban. Their core drive, mentality, and approach to everything from knowledge to women’s rights is similar in approach and end goal even if their path to it is different. As we’ve seen the world over, when these groups, even if they are only a minority, take control they are able to cripple government and – if they retain control – do lasting societal harm. That is, I fear, the nature of Arizona as it exists today and will continue to be for the next few decades at least. The young population – those who have not been brainwashed at least – are starting to push back and to seek change, but unfortunately, for most of us it makes far more sense to leave upon the completion of our degree. And leave we have. Many of those friends I mentioned previously – some of the state’s best and brightest – have already left. Many of those who remain will leave soon. Of those who do stay, it is often because they are held hostage by a rare job opportunity or a desire to stay close to family.
When I chose to re-locate to Denmark from the US, I felt fairly confident in these conclusions and observations but still retained a certain uncertainty. My time away, and observations during my recent return, have done away with any lingering doubts. It has provided further perspective and for that I am grateful.
Upon touching down in Copenhagen I was tired and stressed out, as my return to Copenhagen marks the beginning of an intense 3-month period where I have to sink-or-swim if I’m to stay on in the country. I have submitted a number of PhD application and am firing off job applications where I see quality fits. I stand on the cusp of that point where I have to decide “what comes next” now that the 2-year MA program is winding to a close.
Yet, I was also excited. I’ll return to the US at some point. That point may be 6 months from now, or it might be 6 years. Regardless, I’ve truly fallen in love with this city and Danish culture. If I was to sum my sentiments up all in a word, it is, just quite simply “Civilized”. Oh, it has its failings. The Folk Party is the Danish alternative to the Tea Party, full of horrible economic policy and rampant racism. The bureaucratic environment is embarrassingly primitive at times and at others painfully relaxed. Yet Denmark, and Copenhagen in particular, is amazing. I think at a certain level I was afraid that my return to the US would suddenly reveal that Denmark wasn’t the wonderful place I had convinced myself that it was. That it was a sorry alternative to the US and that I’d feel a pang of regret and the draw to return to Arizona. I need not have worried. There’s a reason that Copenhagen is one of, if not my favorite, city in the world. It is a wonderful and special place and while I don’t think it will be the right place for me forever. For now, I’m confident that it definitely is where I should be.
For those who read this and are considering relocating or a place to live or study, I highly recommend it. For those of you who know me and have wondered how I’m truly finding it and relating to it – perhaps this post will help you better understand why I am not only here, but intending to stay here for a few years.
As promised, this has been a rambling chain of connected thoughts, but if I missed something or there is another specific you’re curious about that I’ve failed to cover or elaborate on, let me know. I’d love to elaborate.
Lastly, to all my friends and family who made my return to Arizona and Colorado so lovely and memorable. Thank you. I miss you and treasure you.
From its music to its history and folklore Scotland has always been one of the world’s epicenters for the mystical and magical. It is an ethereal place which seems both a part of modern times and lost in the mists of romanticized visions of bygone eras. Cleared of trees thousands of years ago, the Scottish landscape has adapted, evolved, and transformed into a land of wonderful valleys, waterfalls, breathtaking lochs, and mountains. Mountains that are sometimes brutal, harsh and primitive with a naked majesty and elegant beauty unlike their cousins in the ranges of Norway, the American and Canadian Rockies, the South American Andes or Europe’s Alps. This post seeks to showcase and share a sampling of Scotland’s incredible waterfalls. Some are small – you’ll notice that one is more a rapid than waterfall – while others are related to waterfalls such as the flowing water inside Smoo Cave. All were taken during a 6-day solo driving trip I made in August 2013. Enjoy!
This location was made famous a year ago by Reddit when several photos of the “Fae Pools” on the Isle of Skye were posted. It is a wonderful spot situated in the southwestern part of Skye and sits at the base of imposing cliffs with sheer walls that look straight out of the Lord of the Rings. This waterfall is part of a series of falls that make up the fairy pools.
Located about 10 minutes outside of Ullapool, Corrieshalloch Gorge is a mouthful and a bit difficult to find on the map but an incredible location. This imposing waterfall crashes down into a narrow gorge with near-smooth walls heavily laden with rich green ferns and gorgeous moss. The suspension bridge that crosses the gorge just above the falls is free floating, allowing both an incredible view of the falls and a hair-raising experience.
While far less famous than its big sister in south-central Africa, Scotland’s Victoria Falls is also well worth a brief stop. A beautiful waterfall located along Loch Maree about an hour’s drive outside of Ullapool, this lovely waterfall was ringed by blooming flowers, heather, and thick ferns. An added perk were the fresh raspberries which could be found along the path to and from the falls.
While the primary fairy pools are located along the main stream which is fed by runoff from the area’s craggy cliffs, there is a second smaller stream that feeds a series of petite falls and cozy pools which are located just beside the start of the hiking path.
This is the third photo from the fairy pools in this series. This shot captures the incredible power of water as a cutting tool. Note the smooth but abandoned channel immediately to the right of the jet of water currently cutting its way into the ancient bedrock. A simple feat of natural engineering or an illustration of fae magic? It’s hard to say!
A random waterfall situated near the road on the Isle of Skye. The water from this stream flowed down across the grasslands before winding its way through orange, gold, and yellow- hued kelp and sea moss to the nearby sea loch.
Located just outside of Perth, there is a wonderful nature reserve and brief hike. Commonly called “The Hermitage” it is home to this gorgeous waterfall. Perched overlooking the falls is a Georgian Folly – which is to say a semi-modern building built during the Georgian period for decoration with the goal of appearing much older than it actually is. If you’re lucky you can find massive Scottish Salmon running the waterfalls during their spawning season.
One of my favorite places in Scotland, this photo is of Smoo Waterfall situated deep inside Smoo Cave. The cave sits at the end of a small inlet carved over centuries of wear and tear. It is easy to imagine that Smoo Cave, situated right outside of Durness, is the source for numerous myths and stories. Of these, Beowulf comes to mind. Over the years the tides, harsh coastal winds, and the constant onslaught of nature have carved out a large cavern which opens onto the ocean. At the same time a nearby stream has gradually cut and tunneled its way towards the sea creating a series of caves. As the flow of water changed, the stream periodically would carve holes in the roof of the chamber which at times caused it to collapse. At other times it created stunning portals such as this one where a small waterfall crashes down into a large pool.
If the weather cooperates and the falls are not raging, it’s possible to take a small inflatable raft across to the main chamber where the waterfall is, under a low hanging stone arch, and to a human-sized tunnel that winds into the hillside 100 feet or so before dead ending at a second small pool and series of small stalagmites. While the path stops, the water’s source does not. Testing done on charred ash which has been found in the water dates back thousands of years and indicates that humans have likely been exploring the cave system since before the rise of the Roman Empire.
One of the wonderful things about Scotland is the wealth of picturesque streams which line the bottoms of the area’s countless glens. This photo captures one such spot along the road just outside of the tiny village of Ratagan near the famous Eilean Donan Castle. A photo cannot convey the tranquility and rich scent that permeates the air, but I hope as you look at these photos you take a moment to close your eyes and imagine.
The final photo in this series is from the fairy pools. This pinned boulder easily weighed as much as I do. It was a not-so-subtle reminder about the potential for harsh floods and thunderous water flows that no doubt happen several times a year during the heavy rains that keep the Isle of Skye and Highlands so alive and covered in a thick blanket of rich green foliage.
I’ll leave you with this final photo of the Corrieshalloch Gorge situated just outside of Ullapool. There’s something wonderfully dramatic about these falls which adds a sense of grandeur to them. Perhaps it’s the confined space they exist within and the way the gorge frames them. If you’re a waterfall fanatic like me, they’re a must-add to any Scottish itinerary.
Make sure to head over to flickr to see the rest of the black and white photos I shot during my visit.
These photos were taken on a Canon T3i (600D) Camera using a Canon 50mm f1.4, Canon 18-135mm, and Canon 55-250mm lens. A special thank you to www.carrentals.co.uk who partially sponsored my car rental and helped make this trip possible.