Thanks again for all the support!
You guys have been incredible. :)
The top 25 have been chosen by voting here
My video is at the top!
The six semifinalists will be announced on May 15th.
I will keep everyone posted!
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
Friday, April 30, 2010
LAST DAY + Bollywood Travel Story
Well guys, we’ve made it to the LAST day!
Get your FINAL vote in now!
Tell everyone you know to get a final vote in! Think of all the good karma points you will earn. Help Team Sara finish strong. :)
By popular demand the final travel story is:
My Day as a Bollywood Extra
This is pretty much a direct re-post from my old blogs so please excuse the grammar. I remember I typing this on a wonky keyboard in a noisy Internet café.
Upon arrival in Mumbai I checked into a flea-bitten budget hotel in the backpacker ghetto. The front desk clerk took a good look at me and asked if I wanted to be a Bollywood extra. I was surprised and accepted the offer.
I left my hotel at 9:00am and did not return home until 3:00am.
I received three meals and bottomless tea was paid the equivalent of $20 USD.
A young man came by to collect me early in the morning. I met up with four other backpacker girls and we took a taxi/train/autorickshaw combination to get to the studio. We were already late so they rushed us into hair/makeup/wardrobe. I felt quite pampered with pretty a hairstyle and flattering makeup.
Wardrobe was a big problem for me because I am not a size super-tiny. I'm tall and very curvy. The wardrobe man brought out a small bag filled with black lingerie. All us girl were like "uhhhhhhhh". I tell you, I had to wear the skimpiest outfit of my life and I had to be SEWN INTO IT because the zipper would not go up. I felt so stupid.
The movie we were shooting is a slapstick comedy-Mobster film. The lead character (Carlos) was a Mob Boss and us five girls were his lady gang members. I think we looked more like prostitutes and he was our pimp!
Anyhow, we go to the set, which was an outdoor cemetery (not a real one - made up, there were tombstones for "George Bush" and "Pink Floyd"!). They informed me that they only needed the other four girls at the moment (an Australian, a Swiss girl and two Brits) and I could have a rest in shade.
There was an enormous stone chair/tombstone in the cemetery and Carlos sat on it like a king with the four girls draped around him. They spend about two hours filming with Carlos delivering dialogue and the four girls pretending to watch a television (yes, in the cemetery - and no, I don't understand why - I don't understand Hindi).
I was beginning to think that they had forgotten about me and I was feeling sad. Finally the director called me into the shot. I had to stand in the background with four goons/henchmen in Carlos' gang and look badass holding a gun. It was a REAL gun - a 8mm Beretta. I was not just a random Mob Girl - I was a Chick Bodyguard! I felt really happy.
The lead actor playing Carlos in the film is supposedly a huge star. His name was Jackie Shroff and he was really sweet. He kept asking if I needed anything and wanted to make sure I was okay. He asked where I was travelling and gave me a huge list of his friend's phone numbers in different parts of Southern India. He told me to call them and they would give me a place to stay. (I didn't think I'm going to call but the gesture was very thoughtful).
I had a gun-man who would take my gun away between takes. At one point Jackie asked if I wanted to fire it. I was like "Hell Yeah!”. The gun man loaded it with a blank bullet for me and I fired away. I scared everyone on the set - it was fun. :)
There was a costume change after dinner. I had to wear an even skimpier outfit. It basically was a bikini. I protested saying it was not flattering for my midsection. They told me it was a comedy film so it was okay. Grrr!
Actually at least seven people on the set (actors, stylists, crew members etc.) told me I had a great face for Bollywood and modelling in India. I just had to go jogging or to the gym and I'd be set since I had everything else needed (height, skin tone, body shape etc). I didn't feel offended by their comments - I just took it as a very nice compliment.
My big scene came later during the night portion of our shooting day. A rival gang leader (played by a very petite older male actor) gets into Carlos' face. He yells out "UNDERTAKER!" and I come charging up behind the gang leader. Carlos then yells, "Take him away!" and I drag him away as he kicks and screams. I am wearing high heels and in one take the heel broke off. It was funny.
Ok - I believe that was the point when I realized I was doing way more than a background actor should be doing. Most Westerners are hired for Bollywood films to sit in a cafe or walk around on the street. I was acting - (the director was telling me what face expression etc. I should be making). The other four girls just sat around on a chair. I actually moved around and was in different scenes.
All in all I had a fun time on the set learning about the Bollywood industry, meeting all sorts of people and experiencing new things. I liked having a personal hair and makeup person who would come over and touch me up between takes. There was also a tea man who kept coming around with delicious hot tea for me. I really hated the bloody skimpy outfits. That part really sucked.
The next day I was walking to the ferry dock to head to Elephanta Island. A man approached me asking if I wanted to be in Bollywood film that day. I declined because one day on set was enough for me!
Please vote it up people!
This is your final chance!
DO IT!
Pass this link on to everyone! http://besttraveljobever.com/ScifiSara
Get your FINAL vote in now!
Tell everyone you know to get a final vote in! Think of all the good karma points you will earn. Help Team Sara finish strong. :)
By popular demand the final travel story is:
My Day as a Bollywood Extra
This is pretty much a direct re-post from my old blogs so please excuse the grammar. I remember I typing this on a wonky keyboard in a noisy Internet café.
Upon arrival in Mumbai I checked into a flea-bitten budget hotel in the backpacker ghetto. The front desk clerk took a good look at me and asked if I wanted to be a Bollywood extra. I was surprised and accepted the offer.
I left my hotel at 9:00am and did not return home until 3:00am.
I received three meals and bottomless tea was paid the equivalent of $20 USD.
A young man came by to collect me early in the morning. I met up with four other backpacker girls and we took a taxi/train/autorickshaw combination to get to the studio. We were already late so they rushed us into hair/makeup/wardrobe. I felt quite pampered with pretty a hairstyle and flattering makeup.
Wardrobe was a big problem for me because I am not a size super-tiny. I'm tall and very curvy. The wardrobe man brought out a small bag filled with black lingerie. All us girl were like "uhhhhhhhh". I tell you, I had to wear the skimpiest outfit of my life and I had to be SEWN INTO IT because the zipper would not go up. I felt so stupid.
The movie we were shooting is a slapstick comedy-Mobster film. The lead character (Carlos) was a Mob Boss and us five girls were his lady gang members. I think we looked more like prostitutes and he was our pimp!
Anyhow, we go to the set, which was an outdoor cemetery (not a real one - made up, there were tombstones for "George Bush" and "Pink Floyd"!). They informed me that they only needed the other four girls at the moment (an Australian, a Swiss girl and two Brits) and I could have a rest in shade.
There was an enormous stone chair/tombstone in the cemetery and Carlos sat on it like a king with the four girls draped around him. They spend about two hours filming with Carlos delivering dialogue and the four girls pretending to watch a television (yes, in the cemetery - and no, I don't understand why - I don't understand Hindi).
I was beginning to think that they had forgotten about me and I was feeling sad. Finally the director called me into the shot. I had to stand in the background with four goons/henchmen in Carlos' gang and look badass holding a gun. It was a REAL gun - a 8mm Beretta. I was not just a random Mob Girl - I was a Chick Bodyguard! I felt really happy.
The lead actor playing Carlos in the film is supposedly a huge star. His name was Jackie Shroff and he was really sweet. He kept asking if I needed anything and wanted to make sure I was okay. He asked where I was travelling and gave me a huge list of his friend's phone numbers in different parts of Southern India. He told me to call them and they would give me a place to stay. (I didn't think I'm going to call but the gesture was very thoughtful).
I had a gun-man who would take my gun away between takes. At one point Jackie asked if I wanted to fire it. I was like "Hell Yeah!”. The gun man loaded it with a blank bullet for me and I fired away. I scared everyone on the set - it was fun. :)
There was a costume change after dinner. I had to wear an even skimpier outfit. It basically was a bikini. I protested saying it was not flattering for my midsection. They told me it was a comedy film so it was okay. Grrr!
Actually at least seven people on the set (actors, stylists, crew members etc.) told me I had a great face for Bollywood and modelling in India. I just had to go jogging or to the gym and I'd be set since I had everything else needed (height, skin tone, body shape etc). I didn't feel offended by their comments - I just took it as a very nice compliment.
My big scene came later during the night portion of our shooting day. A rival gang leader (played by a very petite older male actor) gets into Carlos' face. He yells out "UNDERTAKER!" and I come charging up behind the gang leader. Carlos then yells, "Take him away!" and I drag him away as he kicks and screams. I am wearing high heels and in one take the heel broke off. It was funny.
Ok - I believe that was the point when I realized I was doing way more than a background actor should be doing. Most Westerners are hired for Bollywood films to sit in a cafe or walk around on the street. I was acting - (the director was telling me what face expression etc. I should be making). The other four girls just sat around on a chair. I actually moved around and was in different scenes.
All in all I had a fun time on the set learning about the Bollywood industry, meeting all sorts of people and experiencing new things. I liked having a personal hair and makeup person who would come over and touch me up between takes. There was also a tea man who kept coming around with delicious hot tea for me. I really hated the bloody skimpy outfits. That part really sucked.
The next day I was walking to the ferry dock to head to Elephanta Island. A man approached me asking if I wanted to be in Bollywood film that day. I declined because one day on set was enough for me!
Please vote it up people!
This is your final chance!
DO IT!
Pass this link on to everyone! http://besttraveljobever.com/ScifiSara
Thursday, April 29, 2010
One day left + Sara Vs. the Anaconda
Hello travel enthusiasts!
The "Best Travel Job Ever" contest will be over Friday at midnight. Please vote today and tomorrow.
Do your Thursday daily vote here
Sara Vs. the Anaconda
I enjoy watching nature documentaries and have always been fascinated by anacondas. I planned an adventure trip to Venezuela to observe the world’s biggest (heaviest) snakes in the wild. My boyfriend (now husband) Daryl decided to come along and we organized a five day private trip with a German guy and three ladies from Spain.
Our group piled into a 4x4 truck and we drove smack dab to the centre of the Los Llanos region of Venezuela. Los Llanos is a grassland plains area, which turns into a wetland during the rainy season. We visited during the dry season so wildlife was easy to spot and congregated close to waterholes.
We slept outside on hammocks at a local farm and enjoyed their home cooking which included local delicacies like capybaras. Capybaras are the world’s largest rodent and look like enormous guinea pigs. I caught some piranhas in a nearby river with bits of chicken saved from my lunch and had a very tasty meal one evening.
Anacondas love the water and hide in the mud near waterholes in the dry season. Our wildlife guide had promised me an anaconda sighting for days and I was excited when the time came. We set off in the 4x4 with a couple local guys from the farm into the plains until we reached a promising waterhole.
The men exercised their anaconda tracking skills by wading in the mud and trying to scare out an anaconda with their rubber boots. They are quite proficient and have helped many National Geographic and Discovery film crews with anaconda documentaries. I was giddy with anticipation when a huge female snake was found and slithered out of the mud.
The wildlife guide asked if I wanted to hold her in a photo. I was surprised but could not miss my chance to get up close and personal with such a beautiful creature. The snake was over 5 metres longs and weighed 300+ pounds. It took a group of us to hoist her. Daryl and the Spanish ladies were very afraid and stayed a good number of paces back.
The snake had been acting fairly calm so the guide asked if I wanted to take a photo holding the snake’s jaws shut. I agreed without hesitation since I had travelled from Canada just for this encounter.
The wildlife guide handed her massive head over to me and I gripped down with my bare hands. I yelled for Daryl to quickly snap the photo. The snake took this opportunity to protest her capture and I almost lost my grip on her slippery body. She opened her mouth, let out a mighty hiss and bared her fangs. She lunged up and tried to bite my face. I was prepared for such an instance and held on tight as she thrashed about.
(the photo in my BTJE video was taken just as the snake lunged up so that’s why I have such a funny expression on my face)
The wildlife guide stepped in and grabbed the snake’s head away from me. He gently set it down and the snake peacefully returned into the waterhole.
The guide was quite impressed that I was brave and held my ground against the serpent. He said most people would have panicked and let go. If the fangs had connected with my face I would have required major plastic surgery - or even worse if she had hit my neck.
Daryl was way too concerned with my safety to snap proper photos of the encounter. Like Indiana Jones, Daryl hates snakes. I love them! We continued our trip in Venezuela checking out the Amazon, mountains and coastline. We encountered more snakes during the trip including a near miss with stepping on a deadly pit viper.
VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE
Thank you for voting today!
The "Best Travel Job Ever" contest will be over Friday at midnight. Please vote today and tomorrow.
Do your Thursday daily vote here
Sara Vs. the Anaconda
I enjoy watching nature documentaries and have always been fascinated by anacondas. I planned an adventure trip to Venezuela to observe the world’s biggest (heaviest) snakes in the wild. My boyfriend (now husband) Daryl decided to come along and we organized a five day private trip with a German guy and three ladies from Spain.
Our group piled into a 4x4 truck and we drove smack dab to the centre of the Los Llanos region of Venezuela. Los Llanos is a grassland plains area, which turns into a wetland during the rainy season. We visited during the dry season so wildlife was easy to spot and congregated close to waterholes.
We slept outside on hammocks at a local farm and enjoyed their home cooking which included local delicacies like capybaras. Capybaras are the world’s largest rodent and look like enormous guinea pigs. I caught some piranhas in a nearby river with bits of chicken saved from my lunch and had a very tasty meal one evening.
Anacondas love the water and hide in the mud near waterholes in the dry season. Our wildlife guide had promised me an anaconda sighting for days and I was excited when the time came. We set off in the 4x4 with a couple local guys from the farm into the plains until we reached a promising waterhole.
The men exercised their anaconda tracking skills by wading in the mud and trying to scare out an anaconda with their rubber boots. They are quite proficient and have helped many National Geographic and Discovery film crews with anaconda documentaries. I was giddy with anticipation when a huge female snake was found and slithered out of the mud.
The wildlife guide asked if I wanted to hold her in a photo. I was surprised but could not miss my chance to get up close and personal with such a beautiful creature. The snake was over 5 metres longs and weighed 300+ pounds. It took a group of us to hoist her. Daryl and the Spanish ladies were very afraid and stayed a good number of paces back.
The snake had been acting fairly calm so the guide asked if I wanted to take a photo holding the snake’s jaws shut. I agreed without hesitation since I had travelled from Canada just for this encounter.
The wildlife guide handed her massive head over to me and I gripped down with my bare hands. I yelled for Daryl to quickly snap the photo. The snake took this opportunity to protest her capture and I almost lost my grip on her slippery body. She opened her mouth, let out a mighty hiss and bared her fangs. She lunged up and tried to bite my face. I was prepared for such an instance and held on tight as she thrashed about.
(the photo in my BTJE video was taken just as the snake lunged up so that’s why I have such a funny expression on my face)
The wildlife guide stepped in and grabbed the snake’s head away from me. He gently set it down and the snake peacefully returned into the waterhole.
The guide was quite impressed that I was brave and held my ground against the serpent. He said most people would have panicked and let go. If the fangs had connected with my face I would have required major plastic surgery - or even worse if she had hit my neck.
Daryl was way too concerned with my safety to snap proper photos of the encounter. Like Indiana Jones, Daryl hates snakes. I love them! We continued our trip in Venezuela checking out the Amazon, mountains and coastline. We encountered more snakes during the trip including a near miss with stepping on a deadly pit viper.
VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE
Thank you for voting today!
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
TWO more days+ Guest Starring in a Malawian Music Video
Have you done your daily vote for Wednesday?
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Keep up the momentum!
Have you ever appear in a music video against your will? This happened to me in Malawi. I met up with a cool British gal named Karen in Lilongwe and we decided to head to Nhakta Bay on Lake Malawi.
She heard Lake Malawi was renowned for fresh water scuba diving and had a reputation for being a cheap place to dive. I had originally planned to carry on through Malawi to Mozambique to take open water classes. The idea of learning to dive in a lake appealed to me so we set out in the early morning for Nhakta Bay.
We spent the day taking cramped and sweaty shared minibuses. At one point I had a basket full of chickens on my lap. I felt very bad for an older woman sitting beside me. I think she had bladder issues because she urinated several times in a bag during the trip and threw the liquid out the window.
We were relieved when we finally arrived at lakeside backpacker lodge. We walked into reception (which was also the bar) and noticed it was filled with young Malawian men wearing flashy clothing.
Before we had a chance to register several guys were asking Karen and I to dance in their hip-hop music video. Both of us were exhausted and just wanted to relax. They pleaded with us reconsider but we headed to the dorms instead.
The warm, clear lake water looked so inviting we decided to take a dip before having a nap.
The lake was heavenly and we splashed around enjoying the tranquility. This tranquility was short–lived because the music video shoot had moved down to beach. The rappers were onshore lip-synching and motioning to us in the water. Karen and I got quite annoyed and decided to return to the dorm. The cameras crew followed us leaving the water. On shore the rappers continued to sing and dance in our way as we left the beach area. It was surreal.
I really wish I saw the final cut of the music video!
VOTE VOTE VOTE!!!
Thanks for your continued support!
Go here and VOTE!
Keep up the momentum!
Have you ever appear in a music video against your will? This happened to me in Malawi. I met up with a cool British gal named Karen in Lilongwe and we decided to head to Nhakta Bay on Lake Malawi.
She heard Lake Malawi was renowned for fresh water scuba diving and had a reputation for being a cheap place to dive. I had originally planned to carry on through Malawi to Mozambique to take open water classes. The idea of learning to dive in a lake appealed to me so we set out in the early morning for Nhakta Bay.
We spent the day taking cramped and sweaty shared minibuses. At one point I had a basket full of chickens on my lap. I felt very bad for an older woman sitting beside me. I think she had bladder issues because she urinated several times in a bag during the trip and threw the liquid out the window.
We were relieved when we finally arrived at lakeside backpacker lodge. We walked into reception (which was also the bar) and noticed it was filled with young Malawian men wearing flashy clothing.
Before we had a chance to register several guys were asking Karen and I to dance in their hip-hop music video. Both of us were exhausted and just wanted to relax. They pleaded with us reconsider but we headed to the dorms instead.
The warm, clear lake water looked so inviting we decided to take a dip before having a nap.
The lake was heavenly and we splashed around enjoying the tranquility. This tranquility was short–lived because the music video shoot had moved down to beach. The rappers were onshore lip-synching and motioning to us in the water. Karen and I got quite annoyed and decided to return to the dorm. The cameras crew followed us leaving the water. On shore the rappers continued to sing and dance in our way as we left the beach area. It was surreal.
I really wish I saw the final cut of the music video!
VOTE VOTE VOTE!!!
Thanks for your continued support!
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Tuesday THREE day + Travel Triple-Threat
Good morning!
The BTJE contest will end on Friday at midnight. I need everyone to keep up the support for “Team Sara” to finish on top!
Do your Tuesday daily vote here
Challenge for today:
Encourage three new people to register and vote each day this week. You will win a super fantastic prize. The prize is a boost of good karma and a “get out of jail free” Monopoly card.
Ideas:
Sign up your spouse, girl/boyfriend, mistress, secret lover or dominatrix. Share the link at work with your co-workers, janitors, patients and customers. Get your siblings, parents, relatives, doppelganger and alt-dimensional version involved.
SARA IS THE TRAVEL TRIPLE-THREAT
1. Excellent communication skills
When I arrived in Viet Nam I was dropped off at a small home in a Vietnamese village. No one spoke English and I did not speak Vietnamese. I learned to communicate with hand gestures. The most important phrase I learnt was “Where is the bathroom?”. Second most important phrase was “What am I eating?”.
Sometimes I was better off not knowing. I was served interesting traditional dishes like a strong alcoholic drink made with crushed up wasp pieces. As time progressed my Vietnamese improved and I could carry out full conversations.
2. Good sense of direction
I love the thrill of being dropped off by a bus in the middle of busy city. It can be stressful trying to orientate oneself without clear street signs or landmarks. By taking public transport you get a better feel of the destination. I find the challenge exciting, enjoy engaging the locals and eventually find my way.
In remote Tanzania I couldn’t get a handle on their train system. Trains arrived and departed and different times than the posted train station schedule. I was quite frustrated and did not understand. I invited a train station manager to tea and he explained the mystery.
1:00 = 1 hour after sunrise
2:00 = 2 hours after sunrise
3:00 = 3 hours after sunrise
Once I understood the system it made catching trains mush easier!
3. Adventure Seeker
I’m a scuba diver, mountain hiker, camper, canoeist and wildlife trekker. I want to experience the unique, unusual and unknown. Seize the day and live in the now! I’m very open to going off my planned itinerary to check out interesting places along the way.
I never could have planned attending a Catholic Indian wedding at the tip of Southern India in Kanyakumari. I was passing by the church and was invited to be a guest by the father of the bride. The ceremony was lovely blend of East and Western traditions. The celebration continued with a display of Kalarippayattu martial arts in the street and a delicious banquet served on banana leaves. I was honoured to be a guest and wished the happy couple a long life with many children.
So today is Tuesday. Vote TODAY. Also vote on Wednesday, Thursday and Friday. Please help me win “The Best Travel Job Ever!”
Vote here
Thanks again for your support!
The BTJE contest will end on Friday at midnight. I need everyone to keep up the support for “Team Sara” to finish on top!
Do your Tuesday daily vote here
Challenge for today:
Encourage three new people to register and vote each day this week. You will win a super fantastic prize. The prize is a boost of good karma and a “get out of jail free” Monopoly card.
Ideas:
Sign up your spouse, girl/boyfriend, mistress, secret lover or dominatrix. Share the link at work with your co-workers, janitors, patients and customers. Get your siblings, parents, relatives, doppelganger and alt-dimensional version involved.
SARA IS THE TRAVEL TRIPLE-THREAT
1. Excellent communication skills
When I arrived in Viet Nam I was dropped off at a small home in a Vietnamese village. No one spoke English and I did not speak Vietnamese. I learned to communicate with hand gestures. The most important phrase I learnt was “Where is the bathroom?”. Second most important phrase was “What am I eating?”.
Sometimes I was better off not knowing. I was served interesting traditional dishes like a strong alcoholic drink made with crushed up wasp pieces. As time progressed my Vietnamese improved and I could carry out full conversations.
2. Good sense of direction
I love the thrill of being dropped off by a bus in the middle of busy city. It can be stressful trying to orientate oneself without clear street signs or landmarks. By taking public transport you get a better feel of the destination. I find the challenge exciting, enjoy engaging the locals and eventually find my way.
In remote Tanzania I couldn’t get a handle on their train system. Trains arrived and departed and different times than the posted train station schedule. I was quite frustrated and did not understand. I invited a train station manager to tea and he explained the mystery.
1:00 = 1 hour after sunrise
2:00 = 2 hours after sunrise
3:00 = 3 hours after sunrise
Once I understood the system it made catching trains mush easier!
3. Adventure Seeker
I’m a scuba diver, mountain hiker, camper, canoeist and wildlife trekker. I want to experience the unique, unusual and unknown. Seize the day and live in the now! I’m very open to going off my planned itinerary to check out interesting places along the way.
I never could have planned attending a Catholic Indian wedding at the tip of Southern India in Kanyakumari. I was passing by the church and was invited to be a guest by the father of the bride. The ceremony was lovely blend of East and Western traditions. The celebration continued with a display of Kalarippayattu martial arts in the street and a delicious banquet served on banana leaves. I was honoured to be a guest and wished the happy couple a long life with many children.
So today is Tuesday. Vote TODAY. Also vote on Wednesday, Thursday and Friday. Please help me win “The Best Travel Job Ever!”
Vote here
Thanks again for your support!
Monday, April 26, 2010
Four votes + Four Elements of Travel
It's Monday morning, time for your daily vote!
We are down to the Fab Four days of voting.
Daily vote here
I’m hoping for a strong finish in first place. Let’s make it happen!
Four elements of “Sara Style” traveling:
WATER: Bring iodine tablets to purify sketchy water. You may be caught somewhere without access to clean water. My bus in Zambia broke down for few hours and I was stuck in the wilderness. I dipped my Nalgene bottle in the river to quench my thirst.
AIR: Only bring one carry-on bag. This will drastically reduce time spent in an airport. I love getting off the plane and heading straight through to the immigration counter. Lost luggage can ruin any holiday. Plus the smaller the bag, their easier it will be to carry on public transport.
EARTH: No one wants to be stinky while traveling. Bring durable fast-dry clothing and a travel clothesline. Scrub dirt away with all-purpose liquid travel soap and hang to dry overnight.
FIRE – Never leave home without a good headlamp! Power outages overseas can be quite common. It is also good hostel etiquette to use a headlamp if you have an early morning start. I sure don’t appreciate people turning on the hostel room lights at 3:00am.
Keep up the good work guys!
VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE!
Thank you all!!!
We are down to the Fab Four days of voting.
Daily vote here
I’m hoping for a strong finish in first place. Let’s make it happen!
Four elements of “Sara Style” traveling:
WATER: Bring iodine tablets to purify sketchy water. You may be caught somewhere without access to clean water. My bus in Zambia broke down for few hours and I was stuck in the wilderness. I dipped my Nalgene bottle in the river to quench my thirst.
AIR: Only bring one carry-on bag. This will drastically reduce time spent in an airport. I love getting off the plane and heading straight through to the immigration counter. Lost luggage can ruin any holiday. Plus the smaller the bag, their easier it will be to carry on public transport.
EARTH: No one wants to be stinky while traveling. Bring durable fast-dry clothing and a travel clothesline. Scrub dirt away with all-purpose liquid travel soap and hang to dry overnight.
FIRE – Never leave home without a good headlamp! Power outages overseas can be quite common. It is also good hostel etiquette to use a headlamp if you have an early morning start. I sure don’t appreciate people turning on the hostel room lights at 3:00am.
Keep up the good work guys!
VOTE VOTE VOTE VOTE!
Thank you all!!!
Sunday, April 25, 2010
Voting Five-O + How does Sara afford to travel?
Only five days left in the BTJE contest!
Daily vote here CLICK
Help me from slipping into second place. VOTE!
Voting Five-O! Top Five Reasons to vote today:
5. Canadians could win a $500 Air Canada travel voucher
4. Everyone loves mail! All hardworking supporters will get a postcard.
3. You will earn good karma.
2. I will be indebted to you. Building a deck? Moving? Drinking buddy?
1. To support a super-enthusiast backpacker who’ll capture the essence of adventure in her videoblogs.
People often ask me – how do I afford traveling?
I’ve made traveling the number one priority in my life. Most of my income goes towards my trips. I don’t have children or pets, own a car, house, fancy wardrobe or substantial retirement savings. Many people say they will travel when they are older but I want to see the world when I am young and healthy.
Luck did not play a factor. I have worked hard my entire life to make my traveling dreams come true.
I prefer to visit countries where the Canadian dollar can be stretched like Malawi, Peru and Indonesia. I have seen very little of Europe due to their high prices. I can get a hotel room in India for less than $3 US! The biggest obstacle is the flight so I keep my eye out for deals over eight months ahead of the trip.
The “Best Travel Job Ever” contest offers me a chance to be paid to visit exotic places. Wow! I’m even more excited about videoblogging and sharing the experience. I actively campaign for my friends, family and co-workers to take a chance on their next holiday and choose a destination other than a resort-farm. Thank you all for supporting me in this quest!
I’m doing everything I can to get the word out. Send me a message if you have any promotion ideas for the final days of the contest. I’m open to any suggestions!
Vote it up!
Daily vote here CLICK
Help me from slipping into second place. VOTE!
Voting Five-O! Top Five Reasons to vote today:
5. Canadians could win a $500 Air Canada travel voucher
4. Everyone loves mail! All hardworking supporters will get a postcard.
3. You will earn good karma.
2. I will be indebted to you. Building a deck? Moving? Drinking buddy?
1. To support a super-enthusiast backpacker who’ll capture the essence of adventure in her videoblogs.
People often ask me – how do I afford traveling?
I’ve made traveling the number one priority in my life. Most of my income goes towards my trips. I don’t have children or pets, own a car, house, fancy wardrobe or substantial retirement savings. Many people say they will travel when they are older but I want to see the world when I am young and healthy.
Luck did not play a factor. I have worked hard my entire life to make my traveling dreams come true.
I prefer to visit countries where the Canadian dollar can be stretched like Malawi, Peru and Indonesia. I have seen very little of Europe due to their high prices. I can get a hotel room in India for less than $3 US! The biggest obstacle is the flight so I keep my eye out for deals over eight months ahead of the trip.
The “Best Travel Job Ever” contest offers me a chance to be paid to visit exotic places. Wow! I’m even more excited about videoblogging and sharing the experience. I actively campaign for my friends, family and co-workers to take a chance on their next holiday and choose a destination other than a resort-farm. Thank you all for supporting me in this quest!
I’m doing everything I can to get the word out. Send me a message if you have any promotion ideas for the final days of the contest. I’m open to any suggestions!
Vote it up!
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