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Relax at Chivor
REMOTE YEAR

Life in Bogota

The most interesting thing about Bogota is the weather. I’ve never lived in a city where the weather drastically changes, consistently, every day.   The mornings always start out hot and sunny (so I put on shorts), but the afternoon sees torrential rain showers (I come home drenched) and the evenings are freezing (need to buy a hoodie).   I know they say ‘dress in layers’ but really?! I’d need to carry around my entire suitcase to be prepared!   My apartment is modern with white leather couches and a fully stocked kitchen (yippee for blenders and morning smoothies again!) But the best thing about it is the location.   It’s only a block away from Parque El Virrey – a huge park with walking, running and biking paths, exercise equipment and children’s playgrounds. A small creek runs through the middle and large trees provide shade.   It’s become my favourite place to hang out – to go for walks every morning, to sit and journal or read, and to star gaze at night. Being in nature relaxes me and I’m so grateful to live close by.   Feeling the draw of nature at the start of a new year, I eagerly signed up for an event called “Chilland” – which promised relaxation, chill time and sunshine.   Only three of us signed up so we piled into Juan’s car and headed out for a proper road trip. Our destination was Chivor, a small kite-surfing retreat about three hours outside Bogota.   We laughed and sang and ate snacks as we drove through small towns, open fields and past mountains.   After a long, bumpy ride, we arrived at a lake where a boat was waiting to take us across. We were warmly greeted by Niko, the owner, and instantly felt relaxed as we took in the scenery.   Stunning mountains, endless water, sunshine, blue skies and hammocks. We were set!   We changed into our bathing suits and headed down to the beach to watch the kite surfers. After being so cold in Bogota, it was a welcome feeling to have the sun on my skin.   The afternoon involved more lazing around between hammocks, bean bag chairs and the beach. Eventually we got a game of volleyball going, until we kept losing the ball over the edge.   Juan invited us to play Tejo – a local game that basically involves throwing rocks at fireworks!   Seriously!   It’s a bit like horseshoes where you’re throwing a metal object (the tejo) at a target (clay box) and trying to get it closest to the pin (inside a circle of fireworks). Closest to the circle gets a point but actually setting off the fireworks is the goal and receives the most points!   The tejo court was at a neighbor’s house (aka 20-minute hike up the mountain). They warmly welcomed us and challenged us to a game.   These guys were good! They kicked our butt and we had so much fun losing to them.   We laughed and joked and did the charade-thing when we didn’t know the Spanish words for what we wanted to say. Overall, a wonderful evening and we left arm-in-arm into pitch black darkness back down the hill, where an amazing ceviche dinner awaited.   The next day we were treated with a boat ride around the lake looking at waterfalls and hearing stories about the fairies who lived there and how they protected their emeralds from miners. (Colombia is the largest producer of emeralds in the world.)   All too soon it was time to head back to the city and we reluctantly packed our bags. The weekend lived up to its promise of chill and relax.   Later that week we decided to do the morning walking tour and headed downtown. Fortunately, many people were still on holidays so traffic wasn’t as bad as we’d been warned about.   The tour took us throughout downtown, viewing churches and monuments, museums and street art. I’m not sure if we’ve just done too many walking tours and we’re tired or if there wasn’t as much to see but all of us left somewhat unimpressed. (It’s likely that 11 months of travel is catching up to us…)   We had another opportunity to join a food tour so I thought – why not?! It was like the walking tour, but in reverse and with snacks!   We had real hot chocolate with cheese (yup, you dip your cheese in it!), coca leaf tea, customized obleas and empanadas.   I even bravely tried roasted ants! It took me a few minutes and finally I closed my eyes and threw them in my mouth. Not too bad…tastes like beef jerky.   But my favourite event so far has been laughter yoga. I’ve done it a few times before and always love it. (For those who know me well, you know how much I love to laugh!)   We had a great teacher who lead us in discussion about mindfulness, especially when travelling for this long and some of the stress we’re going through as we start to think about it ending.   We learned to hug with our hearts (which always brings me to tears – there is so much power in our hearts when we stay open and share).   And wrapped up the evening with rounds of guided laughter yoga. If you haven’t tried it, I highly recommend.   It’s been an interesting month, with about one quarter of the group opting out to explore other countries, having our first mugging (he’s okay), two people needing surgery (both doing fine now), and others feeling uneasy.   For me, it’s been fine – but then I’ve spent most of the month hanging out in the park, enjoying the morning sunshine and napping in the afternoon rainstorms!

new year success
Life, REMOTE YEAR

How to top the most amazing year of your life

We welcomed in the new year in a new city – Bogota. While everyone rushed out to parties and clubs to celebrate, I decided to honour a tradition I started several years ago.   I like to find a quiet space and spend time reflecting on the past year, celebrating my successes and learning from my failures. Then I dream about the new year and take time to feel what it would be like to live my ideal life. What am I doing, who am I with, where do I spend my time.   I journal and write it all down – everything I’m feeling, everything I’m longing for, everything I love. Then I close off the old year with gratitude and welcome the new year from a place of excitement.   2017 was obviously a big year for me. I lived in ten different countries, made 50+ new friends, tried new experiences and pushed myself so far out of my comfort zone I can’t even see the lines anymore!   So now everyone asks how I’m going to top that in 2018.   Truth is, my idea of topping it is probably very different than most expect.   Yes, there are so many more cities and countries I want to visit, things to try and adventures to have. But success for me in 2018 doesn’t involve any of those things.   Success looks like celebrating my nephew’s seventh birthday with him, going to his baseball games and watching him in the school play. It means cheering on my niece as she learns to ride a bike, laughing as we splash in the pool and baking cookies together.   It means watching the sunset with my sister, as we talk late into the night. It means having a weekly dinner date with my baby brother and welcoming his first child into the world. It means planning adventures with my mom and reassuring my dad we’ll be fine.   Success is reconnecting with dear friends, seeing how their children have grown, listening to their stories of happiness, sadness and joy from the past year, sharing my journey and embracing it all.   Success is continuing to follow my passions, it’s doing something every day that I love, it’s dreaming big and knowing that I can achieve it. It’s telling my story and inspiring others. It’s believing that anything is possible.   It’s month 11 of this crazy year-long adventure and I thought I’d have mixed emotions about the end quickly approaching.   I know I’m going to miss the friendships I’ve built, I know it will feel strange to walk away after spending 24 hours a day together for one year. I know I’m going to miss the adventure and excitement of exploring new cities. I’ll miss the freedom of choosing how to spend my time every day.   I’ll miss the community we’ve created. But I know we’ll always be there for each other, that I can travel to nearly any city or country and have a friend waiting for me. And I’ll know they’ll come to visit me too.   The end of Remote Year isn’t the end of the adventure, it’s just shifting.   My next adventure is returning home and seeing family and friends, living in the home I bought just before leaving, exploring the changes in my hometown, rediscovering favourite restaurants and hiking trails and beaches.   I’m excited about this next phase! There are people to meet, experiences to be had and plenty of love and laughter to go around.   Will I get restless? Maybe. Will I want to plan another trip? Probably. Will I experience the full range of emotions? Definitely.   But isn’t that what life’s about? Letting ourselves feel everything, trying on new experiences, finding what we love and pursuing more of it.   At least that’s how I choose to live my life – go all in, play full out and love every minute of it!  

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