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This birthday treat was one of my most heart-filled and memorable experience to date. The timing was more than right, as that summer was one of the most challenging, engaging, yet rewarding one of my career.

The short 10 minutes helicopter trip was breathtaking, especially while crossing over the mountain ridge and hovering above the Punchbowl glacier. The sight of snow and ice all around the training canine camp was surreal, especially since this trip happened in June. While my trip to the camp was in a 3-passenger seat helicopter and felt a bit choppy, the return trip to Girdwood airport was in a 4-passenger seater, and was a lot more stable, and I felt the powerful turbine not budge when the air curents intensified over the ridge.

What impressed me the most was the interaction with the uber-friendly Alpine Air crew, the experienced and gritty mushers, and (above-all) the canine crew. Witnessing the excitement of the Alaskan huskies as they were taken out and from kennels and assembled for each sled, the eagerness to be part of the adventure and the energy while they were sprinting ahead made for a an unforgettable adventure.

At the end of the trip I felt that my heart was full, my mind was clear and that my body was energized again. I ended up the day in style with dinner at the Double Musky (one of the true local dining institutions) with a fab Negroni and a juicy Pepper-steak.

This was a 3 night stay at a lodge in Island Park, Idaho, about 45 minute drive to the West Entrance of the Yellowstone National Park. This trip also marked my visit to the 21st and 22nd US state as it was the first time being in Montana and Idaho. Wyoming was also relatively new by a couple of months, since my recent visit to Jackson Hole, WY.

I am happy that I chose the lodge, despite the adventure of finding it and the quirky owners. I remember being bombarded with messages about the many rules needed to be obeyed, which reminded me of my university years in post-communist Romania when I used the student accommodations. All in-all the lodge was a quiet and clean limited service bed and breakfast. Once I found it, it was the ideal spot, since it was well isolated from tourist traps, as well as from the beaten track.

I found that allocating 2 full days of visiting the Park was the bare minimum, as long you plan it well and you don’t get distracted. September was a good time to visit and I lucked out with a decent weather and I avoided the tourist hordes (at least for the most part). Starting my visit at 8am also made a difference and gave my a chance to still find parking spots.

This was a unique experience which involved all the senses (including an assault on your nostrils 🙂 ). I started with the Fountain Paint Pots and its red muddy terrain, continued with the various geyser craters and basins (for the most part, this is a small circuit with attractions grouped in relative close proximity), and ended up admiring the spectacle of the Old Faithful. The predictability on the timing of its eruptions is awesome, and the clocks displaying the estimated time remaining was so convenient! After witnessing 2 decent size eruptions I drove to the Grand Canyon of the Yellowstone and was happy to see a beautiful rainbow near the bottom of the canyon. This was also the best photo op all day.

On day two I started my visit with the Fairy Falls hike, so I can take decent pictures of the iconic Grand Prismatic Spring. One day I’ve seen (and smelled) the spring up close, but I could not take proper pictures given the close proximity and the water vapors. The vantage point at the end of the hike was much better for admiring its colors.The last stop for the day was the West Thumb Geyser Basin. The 30ish minutes drive to it was well worth it. I spent an hour taking pictures of the various geysers, while enjoying the short boardwalk trail in the company of far less tourists.

 

This was my first visit inland to South America, before cruising near it while working on cruise-ships. Visiting Sao Paulo AND Rio de Janeiro was such a treat, not to mention the drive in between the two metropolises, and the overnight stop to the dreamy Paraty. And so was the company of my newly made friend who was my guide, advisor and banter partner.

One thing that I will always remember and now associate with the Brazilian culture and way of living would be the vibrant energy that I’ve felt all throughout my visit. The zest of life and fun loving nature of the Brazilians are so evident and got me out my reserved shell that I call personal space. And the best way to enjoy this was going out in the Vila Madalena neighborhood, this hip district filled with bistros and bars where (more often live) samba music is blasted from bars left and right. Did I mention that even the sound of their language reminded my of songs being sung, compared to any other Latin language that I’ve heard before?

The food is simple, honest and delicious (I could eat feijoada and pão de queijo anytime, and sprinkle farofa on anything) and can be washed down often with a great caipirinha (just chose your flavor if you want variety, but if you are like me you stay with the world famous traditional recipe with lime and cachaça), or more often with a cold and fresh chopp (pronounced “shope”) – almost any light (lager/light) draft beer served cold and in a small glass to keep its cold temperature. And by the way, Brazilians will not like you very much if the chopp you pour for them has more than a touch of foam.

I’ve spent 2 days in Sao Paulo, drove one afternoon which turned into evening to Paraty for one night rest and one day visit, and then spent 3 nights in Rio de Janeiro. The highlights of the trip, other than the food and drinks were visiting Paulista  avenue in the evening, visiting the cobblestone streets and romantic old town of Paraty, seeing the sun setting overlooking the Copacabana beach, admiring the statue of Jesus the Savior on Mount Corcovado, watching a live futebol game between Fluminense and Vasco do Gama (Marcelo was on the pitch and played a great first half!), and last but not least walking on any and every beach I was able to dip my toes in.

One thought that came to mind that if I ever decided to take a simple job and retire in Brazil, that would be a pool cleaner in Paraty. 🙂

When it comes to raw nature and outdoor adventures, Colorado is one of my top favorites, as the Rocky Mountains are such an amazing backdrop for pictures and playground for exploring. Hiking in Colorado is simply put, world class!

My adventures in Colorado started in the winter of 2021, and I could rarely spend anytime outdoors given the cold winter, but also the furiously busy winter season at the ski resort. This post-pandemic tourist season was one of the most challenging that I’ve seen to date. While restrictions were still technically into place and COVID was coming at us in waves, this did not deter (quite the contrary) the tourists. I remember having my assistant manager informing be he was infected right around Christmas, so Festive season was even more hectic at work. I had my bout with the C virus on January 1.

Going hiking was my true medicine for the soul. Once I heard about the 58 peaks above 14,000 feet (4,267 meters) in Colorado, I made it a mission to hike at least a couple, especially since I did not have a car at that time. 

The DeCaLiBron hike loop (Mt Democrat, Mt Cameron, Mt Lincoln, and Mt Bross) seemed like the low hanging fruit, due the proximity of the 4 peaks. The trailhead for this 7.5 mile hike in the Mosquito Range is close to the small town of Alma, and only about 16 miles from the famous and buzzing resort of Breckenridge. The climb starts at 12,000 feet and the summit is at 14, 293 feet.

I was very fortunate to find a hike companion the evening before the hike. I was welcoming a colleague from a previous hotel that I worked for in Calgary and while chatting with her husband, we realized we had the same plan for the next day. He already had rented a 4Runner, so transportation was also arranged.

We started our hike right before 6am on a cold and windy day. The weather forecast called for scattered showers, which were the norm for the area during that time of the year. The wind was the biggest challenge, especially where we were walking on the ridges between the peaks, and I remember having to lean into the wind and walking almost diagonally at times.

The terrain was very rugged, and the sensation was that we were walking on arid alien planets, with each of the 4 peaks being so different in terms of soil and rock composition. The hike is overall a moderate one, but there are challenging spots, where the trail gets steep and slippery or where you would have to walk on fields made of small moving rocks. We were rained on 2 or 3 times and the wind rarely ceased. The view on the peaks was simply breathtaking, especially where the mist and clouds where present.The most challenging part of the hike was the descent back to the parking lot, due to treacherous and wet switchbacks and due to near exhaustion. We managed to finish the hike injury free, in good spirits and very happy with the experience, at around noon.

 

 

 

This visit to Hawai’i was a “short” 7-day island hopping between Oahu, Maui and back to Oahu for the flight back to (then homebase) Colorado.

The trip was meant to cure my (not so self-inflicted) post-COVID post winter season restaurant managing burnout, while working for a furiously busy high end winter resort. In my multi city vacations, I usually choose a quiet destination first to decompress, but in this case I was able to find comp nights at sister hotels (one of the best perks ever while working in hospitality) at a busy detination first. In this case it was Waikiki, on the O’ahu island of Hawai’i.

My arrival was far from the peace and quiet that I really wanted, as the trip from the airport to the hotel was one hour long (also because I chose to travel via bus 20) during the rush hour. The Hyatt Regency is also located in a busy district, albeit right across from Waikiki beach. Checking in a hotel with 2 huge towers also meant that navigating inside the hotel was like going through an airport terminal. Anyways, the arrival adventures ended when I was checked in before regular check-in time and was given a top floor room with a decent view of the beach and of the city.

The one quirky and funny thing that stood out for me while having breakfast in the huge hotel restaurant was that one of the restaurant employee’s main task was to “shoo away” the tropical bird who took a liking of the sugar packets on the tables. The highlights while on O’ahu were the North shore trip taken with an organized group (with tourist trap stops like the Dole plantation, movie set locations for Lost, Jurassic Park and other famous movies), the self guided tour on the East shore (with the more quiet and raw nature beaches), and the visit to Pearl Harbor. What did really filled my heart after the bitter sweet visit to the Pearl Harbor airbase historic site was seeing the Lei Day celebration, as part of a free local festival with soul soothing music and dancing in the beautiful setting of the Kapiʻolani Regional Park, minutes away from the hotel.

Maui was far more generous when it came to the welcoming and scenic raw nature. Transportation to the hotel was almost an hour long as the Hyatt Regency is located in the resort dense Lahaina, which is 28 miles away from the Kahului airport. Thanks to the last minute efforts of the concierge team, I was still able to book a couple of tours, which I thoroughly enjoyed. The first was the Road to Hana tour, which brought us through luscious forests, near majestic waterfalls and also offered glimpses of amazing ocean views. The tour guide Damien, the “local boy” offered a candid, no-filter introspection of the locals’ view of how tourism and the economy shaped the island. On the next day, I went on a tour which included a hike on the Haleakalā volcano, which impressed me with the majestic view which resembled to the volcano being an island surrounded by water, when in fact we were on the peak of the volcano, above the cloud line. After all, the islands of Hawai’i are volcanoes perching above the ocean waters. 

Being able to gaze in the distance from a top of a volcano and above the clouds which resemble an ocean on top of another ocean was simply breathtaking. Admiring sunsets and sunrises near or on the beach, came in as close seconds as highlights of my visit on the beautiful Maui island.

A few days after returning from my Australian adventures and a few days before infamous COVID

This trip has so much meaning on so many bitter sweet levels. Sibiu is my hometown, it is an understated small city with big town vibes that is eclipsed by other Transylvanian cities in size, historical importance and economy rankings.

Its 2007 yearly designation as European Cultural Capital promoted it as an attractive tourist destination. What cemented the status of a must-visit Transylvanian city it was not Dracula (his castle is far to the West), but the efforts of its then mayor Klaus Johannis, a well connected German ethnic Romanian, in reminding German tourists that Saxons once helped build this city.

This trip was meant to be a few weeks long, just so I can spend the holidays with my parents, the first time after my divorce. However, given that COVID brought the whole world to its knees and to an absolute standstill, I eventually spent 8 months with my parents while going to a role reversal, with me becoming the parent and navigating an extended quarantine.

Colloquially called by the locals as “Muzeul Satului” aka “Astra” National Museum Complex became one of the few peaceful and scenic spots that could be visited during the more relaxed periods of the “social distancing”

The Great Barrier Reef has always fascinated me, as I’ve seen many documentaries featuring it. The first one must have been while I was still in primary school. Teleenciclopedia was the name of a TV program on the Romanian state controlled broadcasting station, which showed a mixed topic of National Geographic type short documentaries every Saturday. That was a rare glimpse of the outside world allowed under communism.

This was a 5-day adventure and sightseeing packed trip.  I’ve hiked the gorgeous island of Fitzroy, seen the Great Barrier Reef from above and below, ventured to the quaint town of Kuranda in the middle of the rain forest and taken the scenic sky-rail and then the train,  took a trip to Cape Tribulation to see crocodile and snakes on a river cruise, seen a fascinating butterfly sanctuary, seen the Mossman Gorge, was rained on in a rain forest, snorkeled  near Green Island, and seen some beautiful beaches during sunrise and sunset.

Overall, I was very satisfied with this trip and I made sure to sample as much as I could during this (probably) once in a life time trip. The highlight was seeing the reef from above while taking a helicopter tour, and having a brand new GoPro (parting gift from my PHS guest services team) helped immortalize these memories. The weather was more than adequate with lots of sunshine and majestic clouds, which looked so beautiful in the pictures and videos. Cairns is geared to accommodate the tourist hordes headed its way and it does so seamlessly with a great infrastructure and warm and welcoming staff.

The one slight disappointment was not being able to see the vibrant colors and abundant wildlife that I was hoping for when getting closer to the barrier reef. I know I had very high expectations before my trip, and I knew the expectation will not be met. It was explained during the multiple organized tours that I took how the reef was damaged by global warming and over-tourism, and those facts were not new to me. The disappointment was only partially selfish. I was so happy to finally being able to see this world wonder regardless how vibrant, but the concern is that the reef is degrading as a result of us humans.

All in all, I consider myself fortunate for being able to explore the Cairns area and witness the Great Barrier Reef. This will definitely be one of my vivid and cherished memories for many years to come.

The magical place that I would return in a heartbeat

Visiting Bali was long overdue. For the longest time, I worked with many Balinese people, be it on cruise-ships or on land, on almost every corner of the world that I’ve had the privilege to work and travel. My first and lasting impression after getting to know them was that of a warm, generous, at peace with themselves and their discreet yet unapologetic spirituality.

The premise of my first visit to Bali was getting to reunite with a friend I made while working for Carnival 5 years prior. The underlying factor was that once again I found myself burnt out after giving my all and my best while working at the Park Hyatt Sydney. I’ve devised my trip in such a way to first decompress and get pampered in the quiet Manggis, then to recharge and get a taste of the energy of Seminyak, and finally to join the Aussie tourist hordes and be part of the hustle and bustle while visiting the tourist traps.

Bali cured me of my burnout and made me forget about my worries. The energy that I’ve witnessed was one on so many different levels: driving was an adventure because of the continuous cacophony of sounds, mostly originating from horns generously used by moped riders and car drivers sharing the road in the most chaotic yet safe way. And then there was the concert of sounds and sensations while witnessing the sunset on beaches while listening to the ocean waves, alternating with music from nearby DJ booths sprinkled all around. And then my favorite one, the energy that seemingly emanated from the ubiquitous temples and shrines and, and from the processions and festivities happening everywhere and at anytime. On many occasions while driving, we came to a standstill only to later realize that the road traffic had to stop and yield to religious processions.

The last activity on the trip and one of the most special was one that I didn’t even plan – hiking Mount Batur, the second highest volcano on the island. The sunrise witnessed at  the end of the hike was almost like a symbol of a new beginning, a spiritual recharge/refill of my cup.

Part of Sydney’s incredible charm is the firework display that is as stunning and generous as I’ve imagined

My two and a half years work and play in Sydney was undoubtedly part of my happiest time as an adult life. I was coming off a divorce, a few frigid years in Calgary, and a relative stagnation in my career. Sydney was exactly what a doctor would have ordered for me!

Sydney deserves so much more than just a few minutes of airwaves around the world come NYE time. Its restaurant scene is world class, entertainment venues are buzzing and abound, the climate is simply amazing, nature is more than generous with arguably the most scenic harbor, proximity to Hunter Valley wineries and the iconic Blue Mountains. Transportation options abound, with comfortable train rides to unbelievable beaches (I see you Cronulla!)  and not to forget mentioning that motorcycles riders like this one here can filter through lanes (the only city that I know allows it).

On top of this, people enjoy life and are down to earth, while not taking things very seriously. They do say things directly and do not know what politically correctness means. 🙂 These are all ingredients of the secret sauce which make Sydney the most livable city I’ve ever lived in so far.

 

Anyways, back to fireworks! One of the many perks of working for the Park Hyatt Sydney was getting front row seats to seeing the most spectacular fireworks show above the most scenic harbor and the iconic Harbor Bridge and Opera House.