To celebrate the New Year (and my second year on sabbatical, but who’s counting), I climbed Mount Aconcagua in Argentina last week. Aconcagua, at 22,841 feet/6,962 m, has several rather impressive statistics about it’s height: Facts about Aconcagua: Height It’s the tallest mountain in South America. This makes it an uncontested member of the seven summits club. (Not all mountains are so lucky as there is some controversy regarding the European and Oceaniac peaks ) It is the tallest mountain in the world outside of the Himalayan range. The current height was caused by the subduction of the Nazca Plate under the South American plate. This process started 8-10 million…
NYC Marathon
Is this just a gratuitous post so I can show off my pictures of the NYC Marathon, you ask? Yes. Yes, it is. But it will also be interspersed with facts about the history of the race and the current course. In case you haven’t noticed, I’m sort of an ‘interesting-facts-about-various-places-and-activities’ nerd. Luckily, the NYC Marathon is the perfect event to celebrate that affliction. So without further ado: NYC Marathon Interesting Facts and Pictures Staten Island The race starts in Staten Island on the Verrazano Bridge. This bridge provides transit between Staten Island and Brooklyn. It is named in honor of Giovanni de Verrazzano, the Italian credited as the first…
Bucket List
Today marks my two-and-a-half-week anniversary of coming back to New York. This means that I’ve had sixteen days to contemplate my bucket list (ie all the things I want to do in my year off). Obviously, considering my general compulsion and deep obsession with list-making I’ve started to number off the things I’m planning to do. The good news? The list is only two things long! The bad news? Well, you can see the two things below: Right. Soo, not the coolest bucket list (and possibly I don’t really understand what a bucket list is), but it’s mine and I like it. How am I doing with these things? You…
My Interest with Nature: Climb Mallorca
My interest with nature started in high school. I lived in a cabin in Maine for four months when I was fifteen, plucked up off the streets of Manhattan to participate in an intensive environmental science program in Wiscasset. I learned how to feed a horse, drive a tractor (the first and only vehicle I knew how to drive for many, many years) and how to enjoy camping/boating/hiking/surviving in the wilderness. One of the capstone experiences of the program was a two-night “solo camp”. This meant the exhausted, well-intentioned staff dropped off all the students in the woods near the school and left us to our own survival devices. This…
New Year, New Me
Happy 2018! In the spirit of a true ‘New Year, New Me’ attitude, I’ve been busy these first few days of January. New Year, New Me Activities: 1. Purchased a large pile of books in a country I don’t live in (one of my favorite activities and makes packing a dream come true! I once moved to New Zealand for 10 months and brought 1 pair of pants and 10 pounds of books with me)2. Seen a Rangers game (they lost)3. Been stranded in the bomb cyclone back-up at JFK airport (I do NOT recommend this)4. Completed (almost) my first Coursera course (I HIGHLY recommend this–very interesting!)5. Woken up at 2 AM…
Call me Home: To Sum Up a Year
Hard to believe how much time has passed since my last post. It’s hard to sum up a year. In no particular order, I have: 1. Undertaken a terrace gardening project2. Learned to play a simultaneous harmony and melody on the keyboard (hmmm…sort of)3. Seen a pair of mating lions in Zimbabwe4. Hiked the Eastern Coast of Mallorca (GR 221)5. Attended a wedding in Old Lyme, Connecticut6. Attended a funeral in Amherst, Massachusetts7. Watched my boyfriend pet a very friendly horse in Sardinia (see photo. Que guapo!) 8. Caught several sizable catfish in the Okavango Delta9. Taken two advanced fiction writing classes through Gotham Writers Workshop10. Read and graded…
Soul Cycle Zen
Like many modern city girls, I depend on Soul Cycle classes for wise sentiments and Zen-like peacefulness. For those of you not familiar with Soul Cycle, I will outline the explanation I gave my boyfriend the other night: “They are these absurdly expensive spinning classes, but it’s more than just spinning class-they are a lifestyle brand. It’s like Anthropology but for exercise. It’s sort of like belonging to a cult.” I paused in my explanation and realized-it’s actually exactly like belonging to a cult! Entranced in my newfound sense of community, I considered the similarities: First, I happily give them all my money. Second, I believe everything…