Friday, June 5, 2020

Happy Birthday to me, Happy Birthday to me, Oh no! 0000000


Every birthday that ends in a zero is a significant milestone, and today I am reaching a big one.
As I enter the third stage of life, I thought that this number sounds sooo big…(because it is big,) that I decided to insert the chapter about age in my book "Fulfill your Dreams."
After all, I should also listen to my own advice.





Chapter 3

Age


Many people told me that I was mad.
How could I think of going around the world by myself?
As a woman?
Without much money?
At my age?

It was bad enough that some people did not think I could do this, because I am a female, and would be traveling alone, but did they have to throw in my age? I am not that young, but I am not that old either. I refuse to be old.
Where does it say that only young people can backpack or gallivant through the world?
I have a lot of energy, and I am in great shape. Because I am a little older, hopefully, I have more common sense. (Yeah, sure.)

However, what's age?
Your chronological age?
Your mental age?
Your biological age?
Your physical age?
Age is just an abstract number.
We all have those different ages within ourselves.

Our chronological age
This is the age we count from birth and celebrate every year.

Our mental age
This is the age we feel.
Mentally I feel different ages depending on the situation. In some instances, I am twenty years old; at other moments, I am twenty-eight years old. Very seldom I feel all grown-up at thirty-something. However, when my daughter reprimands me for spoiling my granddaughter, I feel like a 5-year old being sent to sit in the corner.
It's all relative.
Your mental age depends on your outlook on life, and in the future. It would be best if you kept your mind young, open to new adventures, free to accept life as it is, and remember not to pin all your hopes in the future and overlook the now. Live and enjoy the present, and the future will come along. Don't forget to smell the flowers and don't take yourself too seriously, life is too short for that.

Our biological age
Some people are 30 years old and have the energy of a 50-year-old.
Some people (like me) are at a "mature age and have the energy of a 20-year -old. 

Our physical age
Your physical age depends on your mental age and your diet, on how you take care of yourself, not just on the outside, but on the inside too.

It would be best if you exercised to keep your body tone. Do yoga and meditate. There is nothing better for cleansing the mind than meditation. By meditation, I don't mean you have to do it intensively. If you want to do it intensively, fine, but sometimes just sitting quietly for a while is all you need. Or sitting in front of the sea or looking at a mountain or the countryside, just relaxing. Find something you enjoy, which relaxes you, and do it every day, even if it is only for ten minutes. After relaxing you will see things more clearly, you will have more energy, and you will feel better all around.

Eat well; that means plenty of vegetables and fruits, not too much meat, carbohydrates, or sugars. (This is one of those do as I say, not as I do)

Use plenty of moisturizers. Buy the best you can afford and try to buy natural products. I use Premier or Dermalogica, as do my daughter and granddaughter (they have a teens line). Still, there are many other excellent natural products out there like Aveda or Bare Essentials. Remember, you only have one face, so take care of it. Just remember when you put moisturizer to include your neck and chest. That goes for you men also; you need moisturizer just as much as we do.

Make water your friend. I drink a glass of water first thing every morning. Then I drink about six to eight more glasses during the day, in summer even more. If you don't like plain water, add a slice of lemon or lime, and it will taste better and more refreshing.
Now, I am a big believer that a glass of red wine with every meal is good for your health. If you don't believe me, ask the French, they have no cholesterol at all. Also, a little cognac or scotch is good for you too. Keep in mind that the keyword here is: little.

Your genes play a significant role too. Nevertheless, you can't rely on genes alone; they need all the help they can get.

How old am I?
It does not matter.
I am:
At a stage in my life where I feel that I am at the age of being free.
At an age where I don't worry about whether people agree with my lifestyle or not.
At the age where I can say what I feel or think without worrying whether everybody will agree with me. Just remember not to offend anybody. Only because you speak your mind doesn't mean you don't have to consider other people's feelings.
At an age where I can live the way I want, not the way it's dictated by society.
At an age where I can be me and live my dreams.

We should not limit ourselves because of a number.
Forget about the numbers.
Just be you.
Be the best you can be and live your dreams as I am living mine, without regrets, without limitations, and just let yourself be as young as you feel.
After all, life is too short, and I wanted to enjoy mine now, just as you should be enjoying yours.
Don't wait till tomorrow because it might not come.
Be thankful for today, and make the most out of it, don't take anything for granted and enjoy the beautiful day that you are experiencing right now.
Learn to enjoy today and cherish the moment, because this moment won't occur again.



 
 

Monday, May 11, 2020

La abuelita viajera: Emigrar al paraiso

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grandma's wanderlust: Retiring in paradise

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Retiring in paradise


Many people dream of living in paradise, however, as the saying goes, be careful with what you dream.
When I wrote, "Fulfill your Dreams," I was basing most of the advice on my lifelong dream of living as a nomad. Needless to say, my information pertains to any kind of dream you want to achieve.
While in the book I talk about house-sitting, workaway, and helpX, the same advice also works for people that want to move to another country.
In the book, I mentioned a few times to house-sit and do workaway or helpx around your house for about six months, to make sure you like that life-style and want to travel that way.
Well, when you decide to move to another country, you should follow the same advice, except this time you should go and live in the country of your choice for at least six months to see if you like it, and want to live there.
In my 11 years of travel, I have come across many people that moved to another country for retirement, or economic reasons, or better weather, or simply because they have been there for a week or two on vacation, and they liked the place, and they decided to make the move.
Many of the people I have met are glad they moved, and they love their new country. However, many people are not happy with the decision. Either because they miss their children or grandchildren, or because they can't find the food brands they are accustom to, or whatever else.  
My advice is to rent a house for six months in the country and the area you want to move and after that time, make your decision. Also, make sure that you can afford to live comfortably in the country of your choosing, don't let the allure of the move blind your decision. 
Many people have moved to gorgeous countries to find out that the cost of living is not within their budget, or that the humidity destroys everything, or that the cold weather is unbearable.
Do not sell your home and your belongings before you are sure that that is what you want to do, because it is not easy to go back. Moreover, you will incur the expenses of moving once again. 

As for me, I still love my nomadic life, and I plan on keep on going for many more years. Needless to say, that now I am in hiatus due to the Covis19, hopefully soon, I will be able to resume my beloved life-style once again.

Wednesday, August 14, 2019

Fake bloggers vs real bloggers


Doha, Qatar

I never had much self-discipline in my life. I usually start with a bang, and after a while, I pause for one reason or another and next thing you know, some months had gone by, and I do not renew whatever I paused.

Obviously, blogging is not an exception.

I won’t make excuses about how difficult it is to write when I am galivanting through this world and having so much fun that I don’t have time to sit and write. Because let’s face it, I have plenty of time.

Anyway, I never liked to post pictures of me in my blogs. I like to post photos of the places I am talking about.

However, a couple of years ago, I met a guy that is a blog photographer. He takes pictures of the places and sends them to a blogger in the United States, and the blogger writes about these places without having been there. I guess the blogger has a large following because he can afford to pay good money for the photographs. Anyway, at the time I thought that was terrible because many people like me visit these places for real and not many people read us.

Anyway, a few months back, I was with my granddaughter in Croatia, and we met another blog photographer. And this time I got mad. These bloggers are lying to the people about the places they have been, when in reality, I guess he Googles the information.

So, with that in mind, from now on, I will be posting pictures of me so everybody can see that I have been in the places I write about.

Granted, I don’t have many photos in some places because I don’t take many pictures of me. Besides, my phone landed in the toilet some months ago, so I lost many, many pictures.

However, from now on, I will take pictures of me, even if I had to do a selfie.

And this time I will try to blog without a pause. (ha-ha, sometimes I make myself laugh)

Tuesday, April 23, 2019

grandma's wanderlust: Paris

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