NOVICA Giveaway: Unique Fair Trade Crafts From Around The World

July 26th, 2011 | 22 comments



***NOVICA Giveaway Winner: Matt from Making It Up As I Go!***

It’s been a while since I’ve done a giveaway. I’m especially excited to share this next one with you. Supporting individuals who use their own skills and abilities to improve their lives is something I wholeheartedly support.

Through my travels from China to Honduras, and places in between, I always come across artisans selling their crafts by the side of the road or in crowded marketplaces. As a traveler who prefers to travel light, it’s easy to buy small trinkets and jewelry but larger items like paintings and handmade rugs are harder to bring home. Many times, those are the items that catch my eye the most.

Now, with NOVICA, you can purchase fair trade items large and small. NOVICA works with National Geographic to provide artisans a place to express their talents and offer their crafts to the world market. You can find thousands of unique fair trade products like paintings, African masks, vases, jewelry, musical instruments, home decor items and so much more on NOVICA.

These items are made by artisans from the Andes, Central America, Thailand, West Africa, Bali and Java, Brazil, India and Mexico. Here is a true story about Nengah Sudarsana, a wood sculpture from Bali, and how NOVICA has changed his life. There are plenty of more of these sucess stories here.

“Novica has created a much better life for me. Before, I could hardly afford to live in a single room home. Now I live in a house with three rooms, and have my own car. Most importantly, I now support many other artisans who work with me. My family and I live a much better life, and five other families now benefit directly from my Novica sales. I am also able to help my relatives, especially the younger children, who now have shoes, clothes, and an education that they couldn’t have before. Since joining Novica, I have also grown in my realization of how we as Balinese fit into the whole world picture. Before, I was like a lot of fellow Balinese in that my thinking was centered on Bali only, as if Bali was the world! Now I realize more how we are just a piece of the puzzle. When I read customers’ comments about my products, I’m filled with a great sense of well being and pride, to be able to create something that others value. After all, in Bali we are a mere spot in a vast ocean, and I realize this now when I see customer responses from all over the world! Often I look on a map or a globe to see where my customers live. It’s amazing that my carvings are now in so many various places, and I am here. It is almost as if part of me has traveled to those other places and is now residing there.” - Nengah Sudarsana

NOVICA offers daily deals of 20% on select items and if you sign up today, they are offering a $7 welcome credit. They are currently promoting accessories like men’s scarves, women’s scarves, wool scarves and men’s accessories.

Giveaway Time!

NOVICA has kindly offered me and my readers each a $50 gift certificate to use in their online shop. Here’s how you can enter for a chance win:

Each action counts as a separate entry. I will keep a log of them and select the winner with Random Generator. The giveaway ends July 31st at 11:59PM and the winner will be announced August 1st.

Be sure to check out NOVICA to pick our your favorite items ahead of time! I’m there picking out my gift right now!

NOVICA is currently expanding across the country and signing up new consultants every week. They have a lot of promotions going on for their early consultants, including anyone that becomes a Director this year will go to Bali next year! If you’d like more information on being a NOVICA consultant, contact me at monica@apairofpantiesandboxers.com.




         


Do Your Pre-Travel Homework Or End Up A Reject Like Me

July 20th, 2011 | 7 comments

Yesterday was the exact definition of Murphy’s Law: “Anything that could go wrong will go wrong.”

Since I’ve been unemployed, I’ve had the luxury to sleep in until 10AM (almost) every single day. Yesterday was an exception. I woke up at 5:30AM to head to the Chinese Embassy. I left the house at 6:30AM and arrived before 8AM. (Yes, it takes me an hour and a half to trek to NYC’s Chinese Embassy even though I live in the same city!) There was at least 50 people already waiting in line.

At 8:30AM on the dot, the security guards began checking our paperwork to make sure we had the correct documents. When they got to me, I was informed that I filled out the wrong form. The security guard showed me a hard copy of the correct one and I pointed out to him that the form letters and numbers are exactly the same. The only thing missing was the footer. He said they won’t accept it without the footer.

Frustrated that I got woke myself up at the crack of dawn for nothing, I called my mother to tell her that that the form she gave me was incorrect and that the embassy wouldn’t accept it. I then proceeded to call my boyfriend to rant. He suggested I head over to my mom’s office, which is about an hour away via the train, to fill out the correct documents and get all this taken care of today.

When I get off the phone with him, my mom calls me back immediately with the same idea. So I trekked back into Brooklyn, walked 12 blocks under the blazing sun to get to my mom’s office and filled out the correct form. Half an hour later, I retraced those 12 hot blocks to the train station for another one hour trek back to the embassy.

The walking distance from the train station to the Chinese Embassy isn’t a breeze either. It’s about a 20 minutes long. As I endured the sun beating down on me like there was no tomorrow, I thought to myself, “Would I rather do this or be chained to a desk for 10 hours a day?” I still haven’t come to a conclusion. That was a tough one.

By the time I arrived to the embassy again, the line was gone and I walked right in. When my turn came around, I eagerly shoved all my paperwork to the lady behind the counter. For a split second, I felt a tinge of relief. Then she looked up and said, “Do you have your old passport?” I replied that I didn’t. “I sent in my old passport when I applied for a new one.” I thought to myself, “Isn’t this something she should know?”

She flips through the paperwork and then slips a piece of paper through the window slot. “You need to submit this, this, this, this and this because you have a new passport.” Infuriated at the time and energy I wasted, I turned around and walked right back out the door I went in 3 minutes ago.

Bottom line: Do your homework!

By the time you read this, I’ll be on Trek #2 back to the Chinese Embassy. Hopefully everything is in order this time otherwise I will seriously have a conniption.




         


My 7 Links: A Look Back At A Pair of Panties & Boxers

July 19th, 2011 | 3 comments

I’ve watched and read many bloggers in the travel community highlight their 7 links these past few days. It was a game of tag I was eager but uninvited to play…until now! Thanks to my fellow New Yorker, Connie Hum, from Connvoyage and Kathryne & Dan from Two Go RTW, I’ve been selected to participate.

So here are my 7 links:

My Most Beautiful Post: Jaw Dropping Sunrises Around The World

My Most Popular Post: 15 Ways To Volunteer In Africa

My Most Controversial Post: Tainted Travel Bloggers

My Most Helpful Post: Nine Rule To Follow When Traveling The World

A post whose success surprised me: Photo Collection: Faces of the Future

A post I felt didn’t get the attention it deserved: Climbing Out Of Poverty

And now, with my magic wand I’d like to nominate the following travel bloggers to participate and share their 7 links as well.




         


London Street Snaps

July 6th, 2011 | 3 comments

Sponsored post by John Benson from LondonNights.com

London, London, London. What a wonderful place. There are millions of photographs taken of the city year upon year, from traveler to traveler, street to street – but what are the most famous streets in London? Which ones most often get to be the backdrop of those millions of tourist photographs?

Downing Street

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While you can’t actually get onto Downing Street itself, you can take picture of it through the guarded gates on Whitehall. It’s rare that you’ll catch a glimpse of the Prime Minister picking up his newspaper from the doorstep, but getting a snap in front of Number 10 is still as popular as it ever has been.

The Mall

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The colour of this paved avenue almost gives the effect that you’re walking down a red carpet to the home of the British monarchy, Buckingham Palace. Often lined with Union Jacks, it connects the 775-room palace with Trafalgar Square, so a picture at any point on this street is a picture worth taking.

Oxford Street

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London’s busiest shopping street stretches for one and a half miles from Marble Arch all the way to St Giles’ Circus, intersecting with Regent Street and Charing Cross Road. If you can find a convenient place to stop for a second without holding up the shopaholics, then you’ll have a snapshot to remember.

Regent Street

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If you get a photo on Oxford Street, you have to get one on Regent Street, too. It is the home to Hamley’s, the oldest and biggest toy store in Europe. The curving architecture of Regent Street is more than aesthetically pleasing, so it will be difficult not to take a picture here.

Piccadilly Circus

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This neon-flashing, full on frills central hub is a popular meeting place for many London nights on the town. The huge electric billboards overhead occasionally feature adverts that are specifically designed to provide the backdrop to visitors’ photographs – a bit like the ‘holding up the Leaning Tower of Pisa’ effect.

Carnaby Street

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In the 1960s, Carnaby Street was the coolest street in capital, the Mecca to the Mods. They, along with the hippies, converged to the boutique and quirky shops that still stretch along the street that is widely accredited with defining the fashion of the swinging 60s.

Savile Row

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Tailors on Savile Row have been cutting suits for the likes of Winston Churchill and Napoleon for almost 300 years. It is world famous for the quality of its bespoke tailoring and, while you might need to win the lottery before you can buy a suit here, you can take a picture, keep it and dream on.

Abbey Road

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The Beatles (who actually played their last live gig on a Savile Row rooftop) immortalised Abbey Road with their final studio album by the same name. The front cover has probably become the most replicated photograph in London, but it’s not one you can do by yourself – if you’re heading to Abbey Road, take three or four friends with you and, like The Beatles did, suit up in Savile Row beforehand.

Old Compton Street

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London’s gay community have made Old Compton Street their own. Whether you’re gay, straight or bi, this is undoubtedly one of the most characteristic and charismatic streets in London, so, if you’re stopping for a drink or just passing through on your way to Soho, it’s worth getting a picture here.

Baker Street

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The famous fictional detective Sherlock Holmes held residence at 221B Baker Street (an address that actually did not exist at the time of writing of Sir Arthur Conan Doyle’s 19th century classic). Over one hundred years later, the number was assigned to a building on the street and a Sherlock Holmes museum was officially opened. Thus, it has become a popular attraction for picture-taking fans of the cunning detective.

John Benson

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Getting Pissed Off In Austria

June 27th, 2011 | 2 comments

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It’s funny how quickly your opinion of a country can change, sometimes through no fault of its own.

I was full of excitement after booking up to go on short golfing break to Austria back in 2009. It seemed to be too good to be true as it offered the chance to marry together my passion for exploring the great outdoors with my love of a sport I rarely get chance to play abroad.

The plan was simple. Jet into Salzburg, enjoy two, maybe three rounds at Kaprun golf club at the foot of the breath-taking Kitzsteinhorn glacier, see the sights of Zell am See and head up the Schmittenhöhe mountain to test myself in some of the most challenging terrain I’ve ever experienced on foot. Then back to Salzburg for a quick tour of ‘Sound of Music’ country before returning to the UK.

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As I said, that was the plan. In truth, the writing was on the wall that my solo trip to Austria was going to be a disaster before I’d even left Gatwick airport. Well, that’s probably because we sat on runway for three hours before we were finally given clearance to take off.

You’d think, given those delays, that when we touched down in the baking heat of Salzburg, all the passengers would’ve collected their belongings and been on their way quickly and with the minimum of fuss. Wrong. Oh so very wrong.

The luggage carousel started up as usual and out came a trickle of bags that all too quickly dried up, yet there was still a sizable group of us waiting…and waiting…and waiting. We were, eventually, put out of our misery.

“I’m afraid there’s been a problem,” shouted a stewardess from company we’d flown with. That was an understatement as we were then informed that the rest of the suitcases were back on English soil. This is when the realisation kicked in that I hadn’t got my belongings covered. It’s just typical that the only time I didn’t bother is when I actually needed it.

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There was little point taking it out on the stewardess, who, by now, was being swamped by complaints, so I left my contact details and details of the hotel I was staying in with another travel rep and headed for Zell am See. It was 5pm on the Saturday night by the time I arrived in this picturesque city, which is located on a huge lake, and my immediate thought was to check in and then try and pick up some essential clothes and toiletries from the nearby shops. The receptionist at the hotel couldn’t have been any more helpful or sympathetic about my situation. She then, however, dropped the bombshell that the shops in the resort were now shut and that they’d remain that way until Monday morning at the earliest. There’s no Sunday trading in Austria.

I’d swapped rainy London for blisteringly-hot Zell am See, where the temperature outside was pushing 100 degrees Fahrenheit at early evening, and all I had were the clothes I’d arrived in, my wallet and my passport. It didn’t bode well for the outdoor activities I had planned.

Golf the next day was a nightmare in the heat. The course itself was spectacular, but my clubs were somewhere between England and Austria and my outfit was far from comfortable. Then came the walk up Schmittenhöhe, which was unbearable in my attire.

By the time Monday morning arrived, I’d worn the same clothes for the best part of three days solid and toiled in the heat. But the worst was yet to come. The price of clothes was astronomical. Now, had I taken out the best travel insurance policy I could afford, I would’ve have happily bought what I wanted and then claimed all the cash back. However, I wasn’t covered and I didn’t have the money to buy any new clobber whatsoever.

I was still, after all, hoping and praying that my case would arrive. And it did – on the morning of day four, by which point I was all set to leave! I was fuming. I might as well have picked up my case when I returned to Gatwick. The city tour of Salzburg at least proved an enjoyable way to end what had been a torrid trip, but, by this point, I just wanted to get home.

Will I ever return to that part of Austria? Maybe, but if I do I’d like to do so with my luggage this time!

Peter H.

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