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Wednesday, May 13, 2009

The Perfect Day

I had the extreme pleasure to make it up into our beautiful Canadian Rockies the other day, and was left breathless by the beauty once more.

It wasn't necessarily the warmest of days, although the sun was enough to warm me when it broke through the tree tops that haven't quite had their leaf dressing break through just yet.  The river along Johnston Canyon was keeping a brisk breeze flowing through the canyon, and it smelt like heaven.  It smelt like it does after a spring rain, not quite freezing, but crisp and clean.

I walked along the still soggy trial - no matter how much they try to overcome nature to make it an 'easy' hike for those that aren't prepared, mother nature still finds a way to make it her own - and was enjoying the peace and serenity of nature, when two female hikers over took me.

We have all had our run-ins with these hikers.  The ones that were all the trendy fashions, and carry cell phones, as well as water bottles and mitts that match the trim on their still new jackets.  What flabbergasted me the most though, was that they were up and back from the falls before I had made it there.  And on the way down, they weren't talking to each other, they weren't even walking together.  They were both on their cell phones, walking one in front of the other for a good kilometer down the mountain.

Why rush through a beautiful hike such as Johnston's Canyon, let alone talk business on cell phones when you are with someone?  These business women had fooled themselves into thinking that they had taken the day off, when in fact they were working even harder, on trying not to work.  And failing miserably.

I know we need to stay connected, hell my publisher is in Australia, and I have family on three different continents, but that does not mean we should miss out on living, so that we can stay in touch.  

By the way -  the falls were stunning.  Still half frozen in their glacial state, with water cascading down the falls into caverns and pools below.  I visit often, but it never fails to take my breath away.  (Without a cellular phone in my hand.)

Wednesday, May 6, 2009

How Cheap Is Cheap Enough?

I know during this global recession, everyone is trying to get a good deal.  No one wants to spend too much, and no one wants to spend more than they have to.  My whole question is how much is too much?

After my last post, I received some emails regarding the swine flu (to which we are no longer supposed to be calling the swine flu because someone got offended?) and decided to investigate what this really is doing to our global travel economy.

While travel was down due to the recession to begin with, this really hasn't hit the industry yet.  The one key think that I was noticing was the fact that everyone seemed to think that they would get to go to Mexico for nothing now.  

Comments I heard were - "I bet we can get flights for $10 to Mexico now", "They must be giving trips away!"

But after speaking to a couple of the agents, they put these fallacies to rest, saying that only one airline was flying to Mexico, and that tickets were more expensive than ever, because some people still wanted to go on their holidays.  Supply is down, and strangely enough, demand is up.

The same holds true with Europe.  Airlines are struggling to fill their planes, Flight Centre is attempting to maintain their footing (with airline price guarantees for international flights) and still, people are waiting for prices to fall.  The first time I went to Australia, almost a decade ago, I took the milk run, as there were no direct flights, and paid over $1800.00.  Now, you can get a direct flight from Melbourne to Los Angeles for $1016.00.  If you will take one stop in New Zealand, you can have it for $950.  But still people are claiming that this is too much to pay.

My question is, how much is too much.  When will it be cheap enough?

The airlines have to make sure that they can pay for the fuel, the upkeep and their staff to get us safely from one destination to another.  After the recent scare that passengers had on a flight from Sydney to Vancouver, we would think that paying a little more to ensure our own safety would be better?
I have never felt my feet firmly planted on the ground.  When I was a child, I would dream of far away places filled with jumping kangaroos and gladiators.  I took my first trip when I was 19, running away from my issues and neglecting to deal with skeletons in my closet.  

Since then I have returned to my first home, and have found that while it has a special place in my heart, it is no longer home.

So I roam the planet, looking for a place for me to plant my feet, and find a home.  Will I find it in this life time?  I'll never know until I find it.  But I will continue looking for it, until my last breath.

These are my journeys.