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A Recap of 2018

Happy New Years Eve to all of you, wherever in the world you may currently be.

I am currently in Paris laying down because I ate too much escargot and I can’t stop eating everything in sight. I regret nothing though.

2018 was an incredible year for me. I won’t go through ALL the crazy shit necessarily because who really has time to read all of that today? Definitely not me and definitely not you nice people who probably have parties to get ready for or exes to reconcile with. (If you’re ONLY here for pictures - just click the links then, damn)

I began this busy year with my best friend Sherry and I welcoming 2018 in Abu Dhabi, amidst a 40-hr trek home from the Maldives. I’m one of those people that believe in how you start your new year will be how the rest of your year will go - so traveling? Yes. That was exactly how 2018 went for me.

The highlight of the year was actually not the crazy amount of traveling I did, it was that on February 26th, 2018: I finally got a permanent position at my workplace. I had been working on contract and up to that point there was really no definitive future for me and I was unsure what I would do after the contract was finished. But I got very lucky and I guess I must have done a good job because I was BLESSED with a permanent full-time position with ALL them benefits and ALL those yearly vacation days. I finally got stability and that really gave me a green light to pursue more travel than I had initially anticipated in 2018.

In April I finally got my return to Jamaica. I hadn’t been there since 2010 and being able to go back eight years after for carnival with my two best friends also there was amazing. Carnival in Jamaica was a good way to fill some of the tabanca I had from Cropover 2017. The main picture I used for this piece was actually taken on a yacht in Kingston, Jamaica while there for carnival. The flex was necessary.

At the end of May I surprisingly had put out what ended up being one of the most popular pieces ever on my blog. A breakdown of all the food festivals for summer 2018 in Toronto was put up on May 22nd and by like May 25th over 5,000 people had read it. I had never seen such traffic for my site. There was definitely some pieces that had been popular over time, but instantly? No. I hadn’t experienced such a frenzy before and I am truly grateful for it. Not only did it bring more readers to my page, it also contributed to others planning dates and potentially getting fatter as well. Great success on this end.

During June a group of friends and I made the trip out to Philadelphia for Roots Picnic. This would not be the only road trip for the year for me into America, because a month later my boyfriend Mark and I trekked over to Detroit to watch Liverpool vs. Manchester United play at the Big House. Both were amazing trips, with amazing people and they involved lots of naps.

For Labour Day weekend Mark and I went to Cancun on a quick little baecation. It was really nice to finally travel with him somewhere outside of America/Canada and take in a brand new country for both of us. Also, this ended up being country #30 for me so it was a momentous occasion all around.

An awesome non-travel-related thing did happen in September as well. I got to see my favourite soccer player Zlatan Ibrahimovic score his 500th career goal vs TFC in Toronto. He’s so damn fine. Hmph.

The following holiday (Canadian Thanksgiving) in October my best friend Lorren and I went to see Panama and Cartagena, Colombia. This fulfilled one of my personal goals as I wanted to surpass the # of countries vs my age since I never got to 30 by 30, at least now I had gotten to 32 by 32!

Shortly after returning from this trip Sherry’s sister got married and I got to go to a super fun wedding. The reason THIS wedding was especially fun was that after it ended …. we crashed the wedding party next door to it so we could keep dancing. I officially became a fucking wedding crasher. BOOYAH.

I laid low for most of October and November because I had this gargantuan trip coming up that I’m currently on. At one point I worked six weeks straight Monday to Sunday so nothing of particular excitement happened except for sleep deprivation and money making.

There was some amazing milestones during this time that happened for my blog though. First I had posted this free downloadable Excel spreadsheet to help people plan their finances for savings or for travel. I created the spreadsheet a while ago and this was how I planned all my trips so I figured other people would have use of it as well. I sure was right because that ended up being another super busy couple of days on my site. Furthermore, I dropped this GEM on my site for those people planning group travel. It was a checklist (partially joke/partially completely true) for them to go through before considering traveling with someone they knew OR didn’t know so well. Now THIS piece? That took off like me when I hear ‘dinner is served’ at a party. Everyone could relate to this blog post because it didn’t matter which country you were from, how old you were etc. You knew the exact types of people I talked about in it. Finally, all of these posts contributed to a momentous moment for the blog - the day I hit $1000 worth of earnings via advertising. That was a huge success for me because I had just begun monetizing earlier in the year and earning that much in the first year was insane to me. Some days I would earn $0.50 but then there was days where it was suddenly $77.00 as well.

I will forever be grateful to all of you who read, RT’d, passed along or recommended the blog in some way. Without you there’s no way I would have made a cent off of this in 2018.

On the topic of being grateful, I turned 32 on December 16th. My best friends Sherry, Lorren and Jummy threw me an awesome party in a hotel room which was followed by another awesome party in a night club. Oh, and the day after? I got to go to a Buffalo Bills vs. Detroit Lions game for free, in a limo, because my blog followers are amazing. You can read about that crazy ass weekend here.

This brings us to the trip I am on currently. Back in April of 2018 I had this idea to try and do eight countries in twelve days for under $2000. Why eight? Well I’m greedy. I knew I would hit 32 countries by the time I was in Colombia so why not try for 40? As I sit here in France I am at 35 and in the next six days I will be in five other countries that will get me to 40. Crazy right?

There will obviously be individual recaps of all these places I visited during these crazy 12 days but I just wanted to tell you all quickly about an incident during this trip that definitely ended my 2018 on a super high note. During a gondola ride in Switzerland I got into chatting with a family from North Carolina about their trip and they had asked about mine. As I went to mention I had a blog and why I was doing this trip, the mother in the family stopped me and said, ‘You’re the impatient tourist! I’ve been to your blog.’ Holy shit. This really happened. I’m there, on one of the bajilion gondola rides in Switzerland, with a family from frigging North Carolina and this woman had been to my blog. I can’t describe how I felt at the moment because it’s something I never saw coming. I debate regularly if I should call myself a travel blogger because I’m not famous nor am I successful, I’m a person who blogs about travel…. not a travel blogger. But in THAT moment? I felt pretty damn amazing. So if you’re reading this FAMILY FROM NORTH CAROLINA - you made my year. You really did.

I could see how 2018 seemed to be filled with ALL good things from how I wrote all of this above, but there were down times. Those are sadly unavoidable. My best friend lost her father this year and I wanted to hug her forever to try and make the sadness from that go away. Also, some bitterness and anger I had from bullshit in 2017 really still lingered in my feelings. You’re not supposed to bring the resentment and anger from one year into another, but I had. I actually had brought it from 2017 all the way to December 2018. It took me a full year to realize some conversations were never going to happen and that I have to do a better job at letting shit go. So I did. I will not be entering 2019 with nonsense from 2017, and I can truly say I only have otherwise amazing things from 2018 to take into 2019 with me - HAPPILY.

I hope all of you have a safe and super fun new years eve. I hope that whatever you wanted to accomplish in 2018 got done and if it didn’t, so what? Keep working hard and it could happen in 2019.

Thank you for reading the blog. i will try to continue and put out inappropriate content that sometimes makes no sense amidst some kick ass itineraries. Also, I will be back to doing personalized itineraries on January 7th when I’m back from this vacation.

I’m going to go take a nap before partying it up in the center of Paris tonight. I am wishing all of you the super duperest of happy new years!

  • Mirna

Most Popular Travel Destinations for 2019

A smarty pants friend of mine (shout out to itsjustvanessa) gave me the idea that I should have a blog post about the hottest destinations for 2019 - based off the itinerary requests I was receiving. I don’t have the super duper tourism statistics like big companies do, however, because of the volume of personalized itineraries I do and what seems to be popular on my blog, I do have some idea of where folks are off to in 2019.

Do your 2019 travel plans align with any of the top five?


#5: Wynwood, Miami

I don’t know what it is with you artsy hippies, but boy do you love yourself some Wynwood. I’ve never even been to Miami but I do know if I want to see a lot of nice murals and cheaper stays (in comparison to South Beach) apparently I should make my way over to Wynwood.

There must have been at least one request a week this year where people were asking me for flights to Miami and places to stay specifically in Wynwood. I’m not exactly sure if the Art Basel event takes place in and around there as well, but that might also have something to do with it. So if you are planning to go there, you are obviously on trend.

Photo by  E. C. Crippen  on  Unsplash

#4: Da Nang, Vietnam

This is one of those place I really wanted to go visit because of how nice their beaches looked and also, the great costs of being there. But in 2018 the city of Da Nang added something so incredible, it seems to have really boosted the rate of tourism.

The ‘Golden Bridge’ that opened in June is the current main attraction and booooyyyy is it working. Last year I maybe had 2-3 itinerary requests specifically for Vietnam and that number really skyrocketed this year. I guess the influx of pretty pictures and YouTube videos of this bridge really increased traffic, both for the city and in my request forms.

An example of a 2019 itinerary I had posted on the blog was Toronto to Singapore & Da Nang for under $1500.00 per person which can be found here.

Photo by  Reuters/Kham  - August 1st, 2018

Photo by Reuters/Kham - August 1st, 2018


#3: Santorini, Greece

I went to Santorini in 2015, yes, BEFORE RICK ROSS HAD A SONG ABOUT IT. Kidding, who gives a shit when I was there. What matters is, in 2019 people are still fawning over the island of Santorini and nowhere else in Europe came with THIS many requests to travel to it.

The funny thing was in the middle of 2018, people started to post a lot of their own pictures in Santorini. To the point that social media turned on those posting and began calling Santorini ‘overrated’ or just being jerks because obviously, they never got to experience such an enchanting place. I took advantage of the situation and amidst all the bullshit posted a Toronto to Paris and Santorini Trip for under $1500.00 per person which can be found here. I felt that if I could show people that you can get to Santorini for a damn fine price, maybe people would travel there more and understand what the obsession with the place is. Plus, capitalizing off a social media topic is ALWAYS a win, amirite?

That specific post ended up being one of the most popular posts I’ve ever had on the blog. People were very interested in going to see Santorini for themselves and for a good price. I must have done 2-3 itinerary requests per week that included Santorini in 2018.

So if you are planning Santorini for 2019, you are well on trend. (even if people want to talk shit about it)

Photo by  Tom Grimbert  on  Unsplash

#2: Bali, Indonesia

Let’s talk about Bali.

This island is on MANY people’s bucket list destinations, whether from when they watched Eat, Pray, Love or just because they see the influx of amazing photos that come from there on their IG feed.

I went to Bali for my 30th birthday back in 2016 and I have been telling people to go visit from timeeee. I tell so many people to visit Bali that just last week I made my own Things to Do In Bali post because once people finally do choose to go, they want to know what activities to do.

Bali is expensive to get to (from Toronto) but if you can find a good flight? Oh man. Once you get there you feel like royalty. The Canadian dollar kind of sucks so anywhere we can go and actually enjoy some benefit to the exchange rate, I would highly encourage going.

Recently I posted an itinerary that was Toronto to Bali for $1500.00 per person with all flights and stays included, that you can find here. Aside from that post, I easily get 5-10 personalized requests for Bali-related travel from all across USA and Canada every week.

Get going, once you’re in Bali your soul will feel better.

Photo by  Aron Visuals  on  Unsplash

#1: Jamaica

This was the only place I didn’t put a specific city for, because….. THE WHOLE ISLAND IS FRIGGING POPULAR for 2019.

I posted an itinerary for Jamaica Dream Weekend 2019, shit went viral. (Negril)

I posted the costs associated with traveling to Carnival in Jamaica AND a Carnival in Jamaica 2019 itinerary, they’re both in top FIVE for Google searches related to Carnival there. (Kingston)

I should also add for this, I myself was in Jamaica for carnival earlier this year and posted my recap here.

My throwback post about My Trip to Hedonism as a Single Woman is the #1 most visited blog post on my site that gets traffic from literally everywhere in the world constantly. (Negril)

And finally, the continuous requests I get for people wanting solo trips, baecations or group trips to Montego Bay made Jamaica easily the most popular destination for 2019 on my end.

Recently, I had even posted a one-week baecation Toronto to Montego Bay for $750.00 per person that you can find here. It was very very popular.

Whether you’re planning to skin out in Kingston for Carnival, get up to some shenanigans in Negril at Hedo or just relax in Mobay - I probably had a request about it this year. Over and over these requests came in and I’m happy to do them because Jamaica is a super fun place, they have delicious food and they have excellent music. Why wouldn’t you want to go?

Furthermore, now that the new low-cost carrier Swoop has roundtrip flights from Hamilton to Montego Bay sometimes for under $350.00? I bet I’ll be finding even cheaper deals for all.


So there you have it, my top 5 most popular travel destinations for 2019 based off what I experienced with my blog.

I hope many of you go to some/all of these places in 2019 (or even after, just go!)

The form to request personalized itineraries will be back up on my contact page starting January 7th, 2019 - I’ll be back in full swing helping all of you find good deals to travel to all these destinations and wherever else you’d like to go. (Just please, no all inclusive requests)

Happy travels!

  • Mirna

My Birthday Weekend Recap

I turned 32 yesterday.

My body hurts today.

Since Friday my life has been in a complete whirlwind, along with my body. The usual benders I was accustomed to seem to hurt much more now that I’m getting older. Getting old sucks. (Kidding, I’m only medium-young now.)

This was probably one of the best weeks of my life, good things just kept happening over and over so I figured I’d just make a recap post of all the 32nd birthday weekend shenanigans.


Friday, December 14th:

I woke up and was like ‘wooo let me get this work day done with so I can get to fun times with my friends!’

So I’m walking to work and I check my DM’s for my IG page for the blog and - wow. holy shit. it’s happening.

I finally got asked to be a brand ambassador for something! The watch brand Capitola (check their IG here and website here) messaged me with this opportunity and I absolutely said yes. They have a bunch of brand ambassadors so it isn’t like I’m the only one, but the way I see it, it is my first one and maybe this will open the floodgates for more! I have ordered my first watch from them already and will ABSOLUTELY be showing it off for this upcoming Euro Trip for Christmas. If you like what you see in the above links use my code ‘impatient’ to get 15% off your purchase of their watches! Very exciting.

That was how my morning started so I was already in an awesome mood. The work day was good, I got a lot of work done but my mind was definitely thinking about later in the day and the fun weekend I was about to have.

At 5pm - my best friend Jummy had an Uber pick me up to take me to an undisclosed destination. She’s all about the damn trickery and secrets, I swear. When the Uber driver finally stopped I had found myself in front of SpaZen at the Cosmopolitan. Yess, I needed some spa time so badly after throwing my back out just last week. (medium-young, right?)

Jummy had bought her and I some time to spend in the hot tub at the spa, followed by massages that ended up being in the same room. I don’t think she meant it to be a ‘couples massage’ scenario but whatever, we didn’t care. I loved the massage and Jummy made sure to get me a scalp massage as well because that is my favourite thing EVER.

After the relaxation we made our way over to the dinner reservations at Rickshaw Bar. I had never been there before but maaaaaaaaaaaan did Jummy make an awesome decision picking this place. The food was incredible. If you ever go, please please please try their panna cotta. I might just go back to eat that dessert alone, that’s how good it was.

By the time we finished dinner it was around 930pm and I basically just went home, got changed, and made my way to my overnight shift. No sleep, zero sleep.

When I got to my overnight shift after such an awesome day I really didn’t expect for more awesome to happen. But it did. Awesomeness did happen. If you have ever worked condo security then you damn well know why Christmas is the best time to be security. God bless the Christmas bonus life in the form of white envelopes with cheques in them. Amen.


Saturday, December 15th:

Aright, I finished the damn overnight and haven’t slept since Friday at 730am. I finally went to sleep and woke up at around 12pm. When I’m excited for something it’s damn near impossible for me to sleep so it didn’t really matter because I knew that for my Saturday evening I was going to have an awesome birthday party and then spend the whole Sunday recovering in my bed.

Wrong. I was wrong.

At around 230pm in the afternoon - this was a DM I received on Instagram from one of my awesome IG/Travel Blog followers:

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HOLY SHIT. OMG OMG OMG OMG. (my reaction)

I nearly cried while sober in the middle of the afternoon. Anyone who even remotely knows me, knows I love the NFL. This token of thanks for my birthday was, I don’t even know, there isn’t really a word to explain how I felt about it at the time nor how I feel about it right now. I was just super thankful.

I called my boyfriend and told him to forget about sleeping Sunday - we are going to an NFL game instead. Insane. What a turn of events that was. Shit.

After finally calming down, I packed my stuff and left for my prelime.

My wonderful friend Sherry had paid for me to get a nice makeover downtown before the party began. I went to the Eaton Center for 6pm and got my face beaaat. I looked so damn nice. I’m not really accustomed to a lot of make up on my face, nor am I use to eyelashes but I LOVED it all on me. She really did a great job, my makeup looked amazing.

Following that I made my way over to the Sheraton Hotel. My other super duper awesome bestie Lorren had booked me a night at the hotel as a birthday gift to have a prelime there. Holy shit. Room was MASSIVE. Sherry, Lorren and Jummy had decorated it in Dallas Cowboys colours for me (which, at the time, I was too tired to notice… sorry again). There was loads of food, booze and selfies which was followed by about 20+ or so people joining us in the hotel room as well. They took care of all the planning, the inviting and all the nourishment for the night. My best friends really came through and I felt fucking special. Real fucking special ok?

We eventually made our way over to the actual party for the night and that’s all the information I have for you regarding Saturday night because - rum. The end.


Sunday, December 16th:

Well look, it’s finally the day of my birthday. I think we went to sleep in our hotel room at 430am and we were up by 615am for my mom to drive us to Grimsby. I’d like to say Mark and I were hungover - but in reality, it’s easier to say still drunk.

Because it was a Sunday morning the transit situation for anywhere SUCKS so my amazing mother offered to drive from Hamilton to come pick us up in downtown Toronto and take us to our meet up location in Grimsby. (Love you mom!)

We both felt like death. There was absolutely no sleep between party time and football time for us. We made it to Grimsby for 8am and it was time to start another crazy ass part of this birthday weekend.

A white Lincoln Navigator limo pulled up. Shit got real QUICK then. It was happening, we were going to this NFL game. All together there was twelve of us in the limo and on our way to the game in Buffalo we made a stop to get refreshments at the Duty Free for the tailgating. Duty Free is a great place. I love you Duty Free.

I have never been to an NFL game in the USA before and therefore had never tailgated before either. Oh man, I have really been missing out. Tailgating is just a prelime for football fans outside. When we parked by New Era Stadium, there were hoards of other people in their limos and buses setting up (or already set up) to tailgate.

Food. Football. Liquor. Can you really name a better trio? I personally cannot.

We tailgated and then went inside to watch the game. Yay, Buffalo won. Obviously we were good luck for them, right? I think so.

After the game we made our way back to Toronto piece by piece with our exhausted minds and bodies, but with BIG smiles nonetheless.



I might be forgetting some more awesome stuff that happened this weekend but at this rate it’s probably for the best. Thank you to everyone who wished me a happy birthday and all of you who participated in the weekends activities as well. I am a very happy person who just has a messed up neck from sleeping in a limo. #1stworldproblems

  • Mirna


Things To Do In Bali

I realize there are probably a MILLION pieces online for what folks think you should do while you’re in Bali. Look, I’m about to be 1,000,001 OK?

Because I plan SO MANY Bali itineraries I get asked frequently what I would suggest people do while visiting Bali, so instead of me having to send screenshots and links every single time, putting it in a blog post made the most sense. So here goes nothing, I hope I manage to steer you in the correct/fun direction. Everything listed below is something I actually did during my trip, so it isn’t hearsay or second-hand knowledge. I did this shit, and would suggest you do some of it too.

(Note: I tried to include as many descriptions and links to stuff as I could! So click around.)


Tanah Lot at Sunset

If you do absolutely nothing else, make sure you catch the sunset views at Tanah Lot. There will be at least another thousand people there with you so don’t expect much romanticism or mystique - but you will love it nonetheless. This temple looks unreal in person! Sometimes the water comes up really high and you can’t walk too close to it, but other times I saw people trying to walk/swim as close to it as they could for the perfect picture.


Spend the Day at Potato Head

This is the activity I did for my 30th birthday back in 2016. I literally spent the ENTIRE day here. What you do is show up at 9am and pick the cabana you want on their map. Once you do that you are given a little wooden ticket and have to come back at 10am when they open to enter your cabana. There are also choices for lounging chairs by the pool etc. I opted for the cabana because obviously I wanted to go all out for my birthday.

The minimum spend on the cabana was $1,000,000 Rupiah which converted to $100.00 Canadian. So to have the cabana for the whole day, I had to eat/drink $100 worth alone? Very easy. Very very easy. Embarrassingly easy. The cabana is awesome and you should definitely splurge on it. You have your own shade, towels, pillows and there’s a man with an AK-47 next to it guarding your stuff while you go swim. So quaint.

I really had an awesome time spending the whole day at Potato Head because you get to meet so many people from everywhere in the world that are looking to party, as well as getting enough relaxation by the pool and beach while profusely drunk and full of delicious food. Make sure if you can’t go early to get the cabana, that you still make it later in the day to at least get a drink and watch the sunset. Awesome day spent.


Visit the Rice Fields in Ubud

I truly hope the day YOU do this it isn’t 42 degrees outside like it was for me. The rice fields in Ubud are a must-do when in Bali because your eyes will thank you and you could potentially work off some of the food and liquor you’ve ingested while doing this activity.

The cost of a driver for an entire day in Bali is usually between $35-$40 and you should have the person get you to these rice fields at some point during this day. Make sure you wear some very comfortable running shoes that you don’t mind getting dirty because if you intend on going up and down on these hills, the mud and lack of traction are a bitch. The day I was visiting the rice fields was blistering hot outside so also make sure to wear a hat and a lot of sunscreen since there is no where to shelter yourself from the sun.

If Ubud is too much out of your way (depending on where you choose to stay in Bali) this website has an awesome list of other places in Bali to see the rice fields!


Spa. Spa. Spa.

My biggest regret from being in Bali was not going to the spa EVERY SINGLE DAY. The cost of going to a spa in Toronto for one hour won’t be under $100.00 at the very minimum. But in Bali? I spent almost 2 1/2 hours there for $35.00. THIRTY FIVE DOLLARS. I got a 45 minute neck/scalp massage, a 30 minute facial and a 60 minute full body massage. The spa I went to was in central Kuta and the name of it was Smart Day Spa. Recently, two of my fellow travelers took my advice and went there while in Bali also and enjoyed it just as much as I did. Not only is the service cheap, the spa is really calming and nice to be in. Don’t expect that you’re walking into some musty place with sketchy people! Make sure you hit the spa in Bali.


Take a Day Trip to Neighbouring Nusa Lembongan

One of the things people won’t tell you about Bali is that their waters are no frigging joke. To swim there you’d better be a hell of a swimmer or really into surfing. I consider myself a pretty good swimmer and even with that, when the undercurrent on the Balinese beaches hits you?? Yep, suddenly you’re 20 meters out into the sea. It happens so quickly and for someone who is more accustomed to the tranquil waters of the Caribbean, there is no wading in the water to chill. You better swim for your life! (kidding, little over exaggerated)

This is where I would really recommend a day trip to Nusa Lembongan. It is a really small island but the beaches are very clean and tranquil. You can take a walk around town where they sell beautiful shawls made on the island by hand or you can just hang out at the beach. This island was definitely the more chill version of Bali, it was like Tulum where all you saw was hipsters and surfer dudes/ladies wandering around. When I went to Lembongan there was an excursion that had a party in the middle of the water and a canoe that would bring you over to the island as well and I think it maybe cost $125.00 for all of it.


Get a Day-Pass Somewhere Private: The Hilton

I love day passes to places. It’s like you get the experience of that location, without having to pay the full price of staying there as a guest overnight. This is how I made my way to The Hilton Bali.

There are probably dozens of high-end hotels/resorts you can get day passes to in Bali but I happened to stumble onto The Hilton because the owner of the villa I was staying in told me he used to work there and that it was worth the $20.00 charge. Sure. Twenty bucks will do.

This ended up being a really good place to relax all day because majority of the people at the beach were 60+ year old foreigners without kids that just wanted to tan. You pay the fee for the day pass and get to use their pools, get your lounge chair on the beach and access to their change rooms with towels etc. I especially loved that even though I wasn’t a guest of the hotel, I could order food to my lounge chair on the beach and just pay with my debit card for it. (or cash)


Try the Coffee and Tea

I do not drink coffee nor do I drink tea. Figured I’d get that out of the way before beginning this section. The only time I drink tea is when I’m horribly sick and coffee? The smell of it alone makes me a little nauseated. HOWEVER, whether you like or do not like them - you have to try and make it to these coffee/tea plantations where the stuff is made super fresh.

Fun fact - the most expensive coffee in the world is actually Kopi Luwak Coffee which is big business in Bali. Basically, this animal called a civet (super cute, you get to see them on the plantations) eats coffee beans and then poops them out to become, yep, the world’s most expensive coffee. Now I know you’re wondering wtf is wrong with me, but trust me, you have to try it. I tasted EVERY tea and coffee on the menu you see in the picture below (yes, they have you try a sip of all of them) and it was the first time in my life there was a coffee I enjoyed the taste of. I even bought a whole bag of it, Coconut Coffee.


Splurge at Kisik or Rock Bar: Ayana Resort

If you are about spoiling yourself, this part is for you. The food in Bali is very cheap so there is really no need for you to go to this place, but naturally, I am extra AF so I had to do it.

I took myself out on a $200 date in Bali. Now, that is the equivalent to $2,000,000 in Rupiah. Most of my meals were under $8.00 until this point, just for comparison. Sometimes you have to spoil yourself and do fancy things right?

While researching my trip to Bali I had read about this place called the Ayana Resort. I believe the cheapest room there per night is $300.00, meanwhile MY hotel cost $300.00 for a whole week. Crazy right? But there were two awesome bars/restaurants on the grounds of this resort calling out to me to visit.

One is called Rock Bar and from my understanding it is seating for only hotel guests. I had my eyes on their other restaurant called Kisik. I made a reservation a month ahead for seating at this restaurant because they fill up very fast because of their incredible views, and incredible food.

I ate a seafood skewer, I drank and also bought a whole lobster to myself. In the picture below you will see they even had my name on the table because I told them it was my birthday week so I felt extra special. Fresh seafood and an awesome view at sunset, there truly was nothing more perfect. I did have a small heart attack when my bill came but it was also expected, kind of.

Make sure if you choose to go to Kisik to make a reservation for around sunset, get there early so you can wander around the Ayana resort and definitely walk over to Rock Bar to take pictures as soon as you finish your dinner. Splurge a little on yourself, you already made it all the way to Bali right?


Trust me, Bali has so many activities and incredible things to do that you will never ever be bored there. This list of mine didn’t even touch the surface of all the beautiful places you could go see in Bali that I didn’t even have time to make it to. (I.E: Broken Beach in Nusa Penida, Mount Batur, Mount Agung and of course the Uluwatu Temple) There’s just so many things you can fit into your itinerary while there because one of the best parts of being in Bali is - RELAXATION.

I hope those of you reading this make it to Bali one day and get to do some of the aforementioned activities. If you have been to Bali before and think there are other MUST DO activities or sights for Bali newbies to try, please make sure to leave it in the comments!

  • Mirna

Group Travel Checklist - Should I Travel With These People?

Here you are wondering to yourself if you should embark on a trip with 10 people to Thailand for a wedding or maybe to carnival in Rio. You aren’t comfortable traveling alone, but you’re also unsure about the weirdos you call your friends and their reliability.

I’ve made this checklist just for you! If the people/person you intend on traveling with (regardless of how many of them there is) can pass this checklist - you’re cleared for take off. Now I understand this check list won’t be perfect science, bullshit happens ALL the time on trips that you just can’t foresee. Also, I didn’t give this checklist an actual number of items to discuss, because I began writing it and just things kept popping into my head. I truly do believe this list will REALLY make you think about who you are going with and make your decision much more straightforward.



  • Does this person have a solid source of income?

    • Not here to insult those who may not be gainfully employed, not at all. But if this person is a ‘oh shit forgot my wallet’ type or someone who isn’t consistent with their actual bill payments, this ain’t the one. Drop them. If they can’t take their bills seriously, they sure as hell won’t take this trip seriously.

      • Special mention to those who are also cheap. There’s people who DO have a very good, steady job but won’t spend a cent on living it up a little on vacation. If you are the ‘YOLO IM ON VACAY’ type of spender, and the other person is frugal Freddy, this probably won’t work.


  • Does this person arrive on time for group outings?

    • I realize this will offend some of the people who are (undoubtedly) good people but just bad with time. Trust me, don’t travel with those either. The last thing you need is Tommy Toolate making the whole group miss an activity because he was hungover and you were all too nice and waited for him.

  • Is this person a scammer?

    • Don’t do it. You don’t want to find out at the gate that the credit card used to purchase their flight was owned by Henry Connor the 3rd but it’s Rachel Smith that’s somehow on the flight with you. You don’t want to get to your destination country and suddenly ALL those credit cards in hand have been cut off because the actual owner(s) of them caught on and now your travel partner has no funds.

  • Can you be near this person without feeling a murderous rage for an extended period of time?

    • I realize some folks travel with people out of availability, not necessarily because they WANT to travel with them. Folks are afraid of traveling alone and whatnot. You really have to think to yourself if this person is someone you will not want to kill. Traveling is already taxing on GOOD relationships. When there are delays, lost bags, you’ve been in transit for 40+ hrs etc. So now, think about the person(s) you chose to go at this with very carefully.

    • Also, to add to this one - when it comes to personalities make sure you’re choosing someone/a group of people who is/are either very much like you so you can do everything together OR is/are nothing like you but has/have a strong sense of independence. You definitely do not want someone who doesn’t have similar interests as you accompanying you to shit they don’t want to do and you have to listen to them complain whole time. You want someone who can be independent and feels comfortable going off to do their own thing as well.

  • How is this persons hygiene?

    • I know, I know - this not the most comfortable conversation to have with yourself nonetheless with another person. But seriously, do you want to travel with Tamara Toostink? Hygiene is a big deal in a travel partner because you do not want to be stuck next to someone who bathes twice a week in a hot-climate country for a 15-hr direct flight home. Also, in your hotel/AirBnB room this will be the most unpleasant of situations for someone who is a clean freak. Now, if both of you smelly I guess this might work out. But if you are someone who takes pride in washing your bushy parts regularly, I would REALLY advise against traveling with someone who avoids bathing like I avoid middle seats in an airplane.

  • Food. Food. Food.

    • Are you a squid in its own ink broth eater? Or maybe you like chicken fingers and fries only? You see how this could end up being an issue right? If you are someone who absolutely loves to eat anything and everything but your travel companion won’t step out of the foreign McDonald’s - this could cause a lot of shitty situations. I also mean, literally, shitty. Because if you are traveling with someone who has a very weak stomach or even might have a seafood allergy etc. Oh boy. Obviously this one isn’t a complete deal breaker, but you really should consider that you may not ever have a meal together in a seafood restaurant because they may have a severe allergy OR that you may be stuck bringing your yummy kebabs off the street into the local Pizza Hut to appease your travel buddy.

  • How is this person with cultures/people/places different than theirs?

    • This one falls perfectly after food, because a big part of experiencing other peoples culture is enjoying their food.

    • There’s no nice way to say this, but is your travel partner some country bumpkin that might embarrass you or a whole nationality/race when you get there? There’s always an A for effort to those people who are trying to get out and explore the world so that they can be exposed to different types of people, languages and cultures. However, are they ACTUALLY about that life? When I was at the Louvre in Abu Dhabi, my friend and I watched a pale European woman make fun of and pretend to make her eyes different to match a statue of Buddha. That’s frigging disgusting. Also, we watched countless women at the Mosque in Abu Dhabi be told over and over again to cover their hair. Is this really the kind of people you want to be with when you travel? I would personally die of second-hand-embarrassment being associated with someone who behaves like that.

  • Does this person have a substance abuse issue?

    • Another very uncomfortable conversation to have. This is no way meant to demean those who have drug or alcohol abuse issues, I hope all of you get help for those issues. However, big big HOWEVER, that doesn’t mean you should bring those people on trips with you while they’re still in full abuse mode. People who abuse alcohol at an all-inclusive resort might actually drink themselves into oblivion. Or imagine at carnival? All those all-inclusive fetes or playing mas in the hot sun with all that liquor on the road. Do you want to be with someone who will drink over their capacity and you’re now finding them almost getting run over by the big truck? Or they’re so sick, you have to now LEAVE playing mas (that you paid a lot of money for) to take them home and care for them? Fuck that. Moving on to drugs, I mean smoking a little bit of weed in Jamaica or Amsterdam won’t really cause you too much issue. When you get into places like Bali or shit, even maybe Vegas? Don’t be out with the person who will be doing lines of coke off the toilets in Vegas. Even worse, don’t be with the person who will do hardcore drugs in Bali and now they end up in jail for life because they had meth on them.

  • What is their relationship status?

    • Oooooh spicy time! Let’s talk about what you might have to consider when it comes to both SINGLE people and TAKEN people on vacation.

      • Single People: Honestly, is this person going to be Battry Betty on your trip? Obviously plenty single people travel just fine and don’t bring back their shenanigans to your hotel, but what if this person does? You go to a club and your travel buddy picked up some foreign girl and brought her back to your hotel, she crazy, now she has stolen your damn passport and your toiletries. I realize this is a little wild, but seriously. If the person you are traveling with is single, you probably should find out what (who?) they’re trying to get into while you’re vacationing. You might be single and just NOT want to participate in any shenanigans, while your travel partner thinks he’s running his own brothel.

      • Taken People: I’ve had worse experiences traveling with those who have a significant other, than those who are single. That’s just speaking for myself, but holy shit does that come with its own set of problems. Is the girl you’re traveling with going to argue with her man the ENTIRE GODDAMN TRIP? You leaving for Egypt for two weeks, right before you leave, her man pisses her off. Guess what that flight, the whole trip, all activities etc. gonna look like now for you? Now you’re stuck with Miserable Mindy for the whooooooooole trip just because she is CHOOSING to argue with a man who is six time zones away. There are plenty boyfriends and girlfriends who will intentionally start arguments with their s/o that is going on a trip without them, just to ensure they are miserable and therefore, do not cheat or DARE NOT have a good time without them present. (stupid, I know) But sadly, this WILL become your problem as the person on the trip with them. Be sure they’re in a stable relationship situation or just know how to ignore people a million time zones away while traveling.

  • Is this person FUN?

    • This one might seem kind of silly, but seriously, are you really going to have a good time with this person/group of people? It doesn’t matter how well prepared, smart, reliable etc. someone is - will you actually have a bomb ass time with them on this trip? There are some people who are super hype for a trip, have their money right and everything but then when you get to your location they are just lame and boring or want to stay in the hotel on Twitter or watching Netflix. Why the hell did you even come on the trip then? Booerns. There are vacations that are meant for relaxation, absolutely, but if you planned out a whole fun trip with someone and they might end up being homebody Harry the whole time, you really could have just gone alone.

(Special mention: People who will take good pictures of you for IG, definitely take with you. People who know how to swim if you don’t, definitely take with you. Nurses, always take nurses with you. Definitely don’t take vegans anywhere. People who know how to shut the fuck up, definitely take with you.)


Whatever you do - stick with your gut when it comes to anyone you will travel with. That’s really the most basic tip to give. I wrote a post before on How to Travel In a Group and Still Remain Friends, because even the best of friends can have problems while on road. All of these weird logistics and factors are also the reason I prefer to travel alone, although I am fortunate to have fun and reliable friends.

I really hope this either made you laugh, offended you or maybe even (by some miracle) helped you with some group trip you were contemplating. You can put in the comments below what are some of your red or green flags when choosing to travel with people!

  • Mirna

RIP to the Entertainment District, I Miss You

I was walking through Liberty Village yesterday on my way to the Eaton Center and all I could think about was ‘holy shit this is a lot of condos!’ I feel like all of us downtown dwellers think about this regularly. It probably also extends to those who live outside of Toronto, those who once upon a time enjoyed the fruitful spoils of the Entertainment District in downtown Toronto.

When I was younger my friends and I would drive from Hamilton to Toronto on any given Friday or Saturday (even Sundays) to find a good party in the Entertainment District. You wouldn’t even need to have a specific club in mind because one stroll up Richmond St. would lead to encounters with dozens of promoters trying to get you into THEIR club.

This definitely is no longer the case. I can’t even tell you the last time someone spoke to me on Richmond St. A while ago I read this piece that was in Toronto Life discussing the ten signs of the death of the Entertainment District. Not only is that area dead, it’s basically in the Good Place with Kristin Bell trying to decided how the hell it got there. Yes, the answer is gentrification. Sure is.

I miss dancing. I miss dance clubs. I especially miss Fluid and Kool Haus. I understand that Kool Haus isn’t even in the Entertainment District, but I had to shout it out real quick. The amount of amazing fetes I went to there and in the entire Guvernment Complex are epic EPIC memories in my mind.


Maybe I am showing my age? Perhaps the younger people enjoy the stuck-up King West bars where people spend more time on Snapchat than dancing. Where a bottle costs 1/3 of your monthly rent (if you live outside Toronto, of course). This really didn’t use to be my reality. During my clubbing times I was in the musical epicenter of Gully v Gaza clashes and you wouldn’t step into ONE downtown nightclub without hearing some remnants of that. Remember when dancehall use to play downtown? HA. I mean gunman chunes, not One Dance. This is not a drag of Drake, I like him and his music, but which song are we truly throwing a gun finger to for him? OK.

If you walk by now all you hear is fuckboy music lite playing everywhere. Again, not a slight against the actual artists, but everyone from Toronto knows exactly what I’m talking about. It’s that Weeknd-PND-Whoeverthehellispopularrightnow type mix. The Bay Street millennials who can afford the bottle but can’t keep beat. The guys commuting in from Woodbridge who absolutely cannot wait to jump on a couch at a club in their spikey kicks, because you damn well know their mom not allowing that shit at home. The girls who not there to dance, they’re just there to screwface but smile and turn up the second a camera is on them to prove to their IG fans how FUN and not cunty they are.

I miss Circa. I miss Fluid. I miss Seven. Shit I’ll even go as far to say I miss Frequency and Wetbar, minus the violence at the former. At least people in those clubs danced, felt free, the music was amazing and if you had bottle service no one even gave a shit because you still were dancing.

Everywhere I use to party is basically a pinch condo now. How do you bring in MORE young people to downtown but make partying less available? To go to a decent party now would require a minimum of a $30 Uber ride one way. As people came in from the suburbs, the clubs went out there. What a damn shame.

SOOOO far gone are the amazing Sunday nights you would listen to Spexx and/or Dr. Jay while you’re driving into Toronto that would get you hype as shit for the night you were about to have. Those were some of the most fun times in my life.

I’m happy we still have boat rides downtown, but obviously that is very limited to only summertime in Toronto which literally lasts a second here.

It’s crazy I was a bouncer for five years in this city and just watched it burn to shit right in front of me. Less and less dancing, more and more posing, and yes, condos. There’s a genuine sadness about it because I feel like although I am lucky enough to have experienced it, the missing of it sucks pretty bad. It’s one of those, ‘is it better to have clubbed and lost, or to have never clubbed at all?’

I am sad. RIP to the Entertainment District.

  • Mirna

Stop Telling Me to Have Children

It just keeps happening over and over again. The older I get, the more frequently it gets brought up and along with getting older, my patience is also getting slimmer and slimmer.

What part of, ‘I don’t want to have children’ is so fucking hard for people to understand? Why is it, I can’t just say that sentence and be left alone? Why MUST you follow it up with:

  • OMGGGGGGGGG WHYYYYYYYYYYY? (shut up)

  • You’d be a great mom! (how the hell do you know that?)

  • Oh no, you’ll change your mind, you’ll see. (I’m almost 32, I been saying this since I was 13)

  • How do your parents feel about that? (they planning to raise my kid or give birth to them?)

  • Who will take care of you when you’re old? (I didn’t realize children were born for caretaking)

  • You’ll regret it. (and if I do, that’s on me no?)

Telling people I don’t want children usually has them looking like I shot their favourite pet or something. What the fuck is it to you that I do not want to reproduce? How does this have anything to do with your life? The more and more I get this the shorter my tolerance is and I’m really becoming more rude in my responses. People get offended that I am annoyed by the question but yet they don’t understand WHY I would be annoyed.

Yesterday I told my mom that I truly look forward to the day my boyfriend and I (hopefully) get married because then when people ask me if I have a child I’ll say ‘yes’ and I can walk away. Although, I can’t imagine people still shutting the hell up because it will then become about, ‘don’t you want one of your own?!’ as if marrying someone with a child doesn’t mean you will take responsibility and love the child as your own.

I’m truly sick of you people. I don’t want kids, and I stand firm in my decision. I can’t even imagine how much of an asshole some of you then sound to women who DO want children but might be unable to reproduce. Pretty inconsiderate no? Yeah, douche.

So please, stop asking me about my reproductive organs. Whether I choose to use them or not has literally nothing to do with you and I am sick of talking about it. Going forward, when someone asks me that I will just send them a link to this blog post.

You all have a lovely Tuesday and go respect people’s decisions.

  • Mirna

Don't Let Negativity Get To You

Be smart if I took my own advice I bet.

I try to be someone who works hard at NOT letting negative situations or people put me in a negative place. The whole, 'you have to always look at the positive side of things' saying is definitely for me. Bad things happen and I always try to talk myself out of feeling self pity or being in a bad mood. 

Doesn't always work.

I have a hard time dealing with people who are inherently miserable or negative all the damn time. Anything you put out that is positive, someone literally can't wait to shit on. You could have some awesome personal goals accomplished and someone will say things like, 'oh that's cool' with a completely unenthusiastic tone. You could tell people about a job promotion and they will hit you with a comment about you not making enough money or disapproving of said job. 

You could selflessly post cheap travel itineraries for the masses and get hit with things like; "Oh people have to share beds? Isn't is cold there? Why would I go somewhere cold while it's cold here? Oh, I didn't like that place"

THEN DON'T FUCKING GO FAM. It's really that simple.

That's where I have an issue and always get quickly annoyed. I will post cheap itineraries for those who may be interested and then I get the miserable Mindy's of the world with their snide little comments about how THEY don't want to go said place or have been there and didn't like it. Do you want a cookie? Congratulations? You can just NOT go then. Obviously that itinerary isn't for you then, correct? 

I try to not let it get to me but after a while you just begin to wonder what kind of miserable existence people wallow in to always have something negative to say. I've seen numerous occasions where someone will tweet that they are going on a trip to Miami or Niagara Falls and people will berate them with how those places don't qualify as trips. Even if they don't qualify (to you) why do you have to say it to others and diminish their excitement for it?

Some folks really won't be content until the rest of the world is miserable with them and I'm trying to tell you guys just don't let them win. I hope all of you that work hard at saving for a trip, getting a promotion or hitting the gym attain your goals. You deserve to know that while there are all these negative Nate's and miserable Mindy's there are also just as many, if not more, people cheering you on. (Cheering Charlie's? Encouraging Emma's?)

Not saying it is realistic that you will be happy in every single moment of your life, not at all. We will all have days where stuff truly sucks and you'll need to fester on it for a bit and eat some ice cream. Don't go through life being negative every damn day though. Don't let bad things decay in you for long periods of time and then project that bad onto people who are having a good day.

Don't let negativity get to you because you deserve better. 

- Mirna 

I Wish I Could Be More Like The People I Love

You ever look around at the people you love and be like, 'wow, ______ is so good at _______, I wish I had more of that in me?'

This happens to me regularly. I've been blessed to (now) have a solid foundation of humans around me that I love dearly. They all do have things in common also; loyal, good looking, smart, hard working and hilarious - but, this is about what makes them different and so much better. 

I do have a LARGE support system around me that extends past these seven people, and I appreciate the rest of them greatly too. I've been fortunate enough to have good taste in people for 95% of the time, I think. These seven have things I see in them that I admire and wish I could copy and paste to my own personality and behaviours. Yes, people can change, but what they possess I just don't see happening in my personal future. #LuckyNumber7


I wish I could be more like my dad.

There have been many nights where something I have nothing to do with keeps me up at night even though, again, it has nothing to do with me. I worry about things that really shouldn't concern me and that is probably why I have had gray hair since I was 17. My incapability to just 'drop it' when it comes to worry is ridiculous and has cost me a lot of sleep and happiness. This is where I wish I could be more like my dad. His ability to just not worry or care about much is remarkable. I truly believe he could see a car accident and sleep just fine that night. I know he cares about me and my mom, but aside from that? He has these emotions made of steel that clearly were not passed down to me. If I even had 10% of that stoic personality, I'd sleep better at night.


I wish I could be more like my mom.

I could write a whole blog post just on this one. As an only child I realize there will always be some selfishness to my personality. I admit it and I move accordingly. Because I am an only child my whole life has been about me and me alone. Now imagine someone whose whole life has been about just being selfless? That is my mom. Not only did she grow up helping take care of my aunt in her earlier years, she also had this fat bundle of joy (me) about 31 years ago. My mom would do anything for me and does do anything for me. I try to be a good kid and not abuse that privilege, but the depth of love my mom has for me is some next level stuff. I guess because I'm not a parent and I don't plan on being one, I won't ever understand how someone can be so devoted to another human being. I mean yeah, my dad is important too, but when it comes to me I genuinely believe my mom would go to the ends of the earth to keep me happy. Absolutely no where in my personality do I have this kind of selflessness. No where. I wouldn't say I'm entirely selfish but...... I mean, the idea of 24/7 availability to help someone else because I love them THAT much? I don't know about that still. This woman took me through some real bullshit in Bosnia to come to Canada and made sure I'd still imagine I had an OK childhood and work hard to have a better adulthood. The world would be a better place is there was mom's like mine everywhere.


I wish I could be more like my boyfriend.

This person, out of all seven, is going to hate their paragraph the most. Why? Because he doesn't like to be acknowledged for anything he does. He thinks he's regular, but I think he's exceptional. I was a bouncer for all those years and I still can't stomach conflict. If I see two people arguing that I know, I want to crawl up in a ball and hide. Physical altercations I have no issues breaking up, but to be involved in outright arguments? You can miss me with that. It makes me really uncomfortable witnessing conflict like that. This is where some piece of Mark's personality would suit me very well. He is 100% about that life, whatever that life may be. If someone begins an argument, he will argue with you until you can't speak anymore. If someone begins a fight, he will fight until he knows you're not an issue anymore. Mark lacks fakeness. There is nothing fake about him. I try to play peacemaker in all situations and it keeps backfiring, while Mark is the 'alright lets war then and get this over with.' He is perfectly fine with conflict, sometimes I actually think it entertains him. I wish I could be more like him in just saying whatever I feel all the time so even though it creates instant conflict, at least there's no confusion long term. 


I wish I could be more like Jummy.

People push that whole, 'forgiveness isn't about the other person, it's about you' bullshit and I'm not with it. I hold grudges and I hold them forever. It isn't that I necessarily wish any ill on the person who wronged me, I just pretend they're dead. Simple. This also makes me a bit of a hot-head and I react outlandishly to situations that didn't require my blood pressure rising. This is where my best friend Jummy is an idol of mine. She is the most calm and forgiving person I have ever met. She doesn't hold grudges (although, that doesn't mean she forgets the fuckery) and she doesn't let herself get worked up over nothing. She is always the first person to tell me to let things go because she is able to do so in her kind soul. If there was any way for me to have some of Jummy's ability to not hold grudges, I'd probably be a nicer person overall. But....... God (and Jummy) forgive, I don't. She's going to read this and disagree, but I DON'T CARE OKAY? Jummy exemplifies what the Bible talks about in just being a good person and understanding people make mistakes. 


I wish I could be more like Sherry.

I would like to start this with: little people are crazy. Okay, now that we got that out of the way - I am really a pansy compared to my friend Sherry. She is literally half my size in height and weight but you'd never know it by her personality. I think what draws me into people like her and Mark is their ability to sort out the bullshit when it comes at them accordingly. I wish I could be more like Sherry because she literally gives NO FUCKS if people like her or not. The Sherry I know is loving, sarcastic and hard working but the Sherry she shows to people can be off-putting and mean because she really doesn't want to deal with anyone's nonsense. I like that she is someone that makes it known that you don't want to cross her. There is no doubt in anyone's mind that if she doesn't want you near her, you just won't be there. I love that someone who might be the biggest hoodman I know is also someone who is a great friend to me. 


I wish I could be more like Lorren.

Ever known someone who just might be able to tell the future? You should probably meet Lorren. I'd like to think I have an 'OK' bullshit meter about people but Lorren I think has a whole frigging formula she developed at home for this. While Mark and Sherry are swift with getting rid of bullshit, Lorren forecasts said bullshit coming. In the years I have been her friend, if she said she had a bad feeling about someone it literally showed itself within a short period of time. She has the most amazing gut feelings about people that she shouldn't waste her time on. I'm kind of pathetic when it comes to 'give people a chance' - eventually I'll learn not everyone deserves chances. See, Lorren doesn't even let people get to the stage of fucking up with her, she already knew to keep you at a distance as soon as you made yourself known. My gut feeling always protected me from violence when I was a bouncer, but if I had some of that impeccable bullshit meter that Lorren has it would better protect me from the waste friends that come around too. 


I wish I could be more like Darren.

So I try to be a peacemaker - but you ever seen a warlord try to do peace talks? I know that I can be difficult, mixup and stubborn when it comes to peoples drama and yes, I DO TAKE SIDES. This is where a friend like Darren would be wonderful to share some of his personality. He is the epitome of 'I am Switzerland' when it comes to drama and conflict among friends. You have to have the one friend who remains unbiased in certain topics that arise. Yes, it cheeses you because you're like 'NOOOOOOOOOOOO DONT YOU SEE I'M RIGHT?' but it's for the best that you have someone who also tells you that even though you're right, the situation may not be. The calming effect that Darren has when you go talk to him is uncanny. You can be revved up and ready to go throw a complete tantrum and he will just tell you to settle down and explain how else to go about the situation. I wish I could be more like him because while people like me sometimes add gasoline to a fire, he is the blanket that puts the fire out. 


- Mirna

Catching Flights vs. Catching Feelings

'I don't catch feelings, I catch flights' - quote under an IG pic by someone who is about to fly from Toronto to Wyoming for their grandmothers Knitting Expo.

I realize I'm being a tad bit facetious (tad), but come on guys. Well, I mean, if you do catch flights and not feelings then you wouldn't feel any way about this blog post then correct? Splendid.

The reason this quote always makes me laugh is that people that don't actually travel frequently have no clue that traveling is ALL about catching feelings. Although they may not be the romantic type, which I assume this quote usually alludes to, they are still feelings. 

The feeling of saving enough money to book a trip? Joy.

The feeling of booking a error-fare flight? Orgasmic.

The feeling of finding your hotel in a perfect location, with perfect reviews and a perfect price? Elation.

And no, traveling and catching flights isn't always those positive feelings either......

The feeling of missing your connecting flight? Anguish + Anxiety.

The feeling of your 'perfect' AirBnB cancelling on you two days before you arrive? Torment.

The feeling of missing a good price on a flight? Heartbreak.

Travel is all feelings and maybe a couple of flights. That is the whole point, how traveling makes you feel. The same reason we rather have experiences instead of material things is because we want to keep those memories forever to revisit the feelings of a certain trip. The same reason we take pictures (okay, like, 50% flexing) is so that on those shitty days at work we can look at those pictures and remember how we felt on that beach or at that museum etc.

You should be catching both, feelings and flights. Only difference is, one of those is insurable and the other isn't.

Happy Travel Tuesday!

- Mirna 

 

 

When Your Idol Dies

I'm absolutely devastated right now.

I don't really have too many people I look up to outside of my own family. I look up to my mom, my dad, my grandma, my aunt in Germany and my aunt in Detroit. Although I am a big fan of people who have passed away (Michael Jackson) - it really wasn't someone I looked up to and wanted to be you know?

Today, the sole idol I have that isn't related to me died.

Anthony Bourdain.

Waking up to this news on Twitter this morning felt like a bad dream. How could someone I idolize so much take their own life? If Anthony is the epitome of what kind of success and lifestyle I want and it wasn't enough for him - what hope do I have?

You never know what kind of internal demons people are fighting within themselves. We saw it earlier this week with the passing of Kate Spade and today we are all feeling that sadness all over again. 

I've been an Anthony Bourdain fan for a very long time. As someone who writes, lives and breathes travel he was everything I aspire to be. He tells it like it is without giving a shit. He travels. He eats. He makes sarcastic comments about vegetarians and vegans. He gets paid to do all of this. Within it all, he also looked like he genuinely loved all the food he ate and people he met on his shows. Whether it was; A Cook's TourNo Reservations, The Layover or Parts Unknown. Didn't matter what show of his was on, I was watching attentively and just adding food and places to my bucket list, plotting on how I could become him someday. 

The reality has not set in that the Hong Kong episode of Parts Unknown I watched on Sunday was the final one I would watch with him gracing the world with his existence. I'm not sure how I'm going to be able to hold it together when I see the next episode. Hell, I'm not sure how I'm going to make it through this day focusing on being the best I can be if the person I dreamed about being is gone. 

Tragic. Truly tragic. I do hope he is at peace now and whatever was ailing him never goes after anyone else. I'm not really comfortable discussing mental health and depression and suicide because in my own selfishness I have a hard time understanding how someone I want to be didn't want to live anymore. I'll probably never understand. But this shit is very real and unfortunately very frequent. 

Rest in Peace to Anthony Bourdain, you and your shows meant the world to me and my life goals.

- Mirna

 

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Being Humble is Overrated

I said what I said. This is definitely a rant.

I'm not sure what people's obsession in North America is with being humble. All I ever hear about is 'be humble', 'I hope someone humbles them' or 'always stay humble'. HUMBLE FOR WHAT? Are you the damn humble police? That is some damn nonsense. 

People who tell you to humble yourselves only do so because they feel inferior or insecure in their existence, and don't you ever forget that. You think Michael Jordan was humble? Tom Brady? Zlatan Ibrahimovic? If you work hard at school, work, on your body, on your mind etc. YASSSS SHOW OFFF!!!!!

You know why folks want you to be humble? Because it makes them uncomfortable that someone is out here being loud and proud of their accomplishments. This obsession with trying to remain humble so that you may not offend others is stupid. The hell should I be humble for?

Now, don't get me wrong, there are people who are just naturally humble and do not want to brag about anything they do and keep it low - they are more than entitled to do that. It is their choice. Just like they can be humble, the rest of us can be loud and braggadocios. That is the point, you should be able to be either or. Never hear someone saying. 'wow, someone needs to arrogantize that person!' (I made up a word, that's how annoyed I am)

Also, please stop with the 'humble brag' nonsense. Pick a damn side, ain't no HALF-WAY humble/bragging. Even the humble brag is people trying to silence their greatness in fears of retaliation for those who have nothing going for them. Don't do this disservice to yourself and your greatness. 

If you worked hard and got a promotion - KUDOS!

If you went to the gym and worked your ass off to get losses/gains - AYEEEE!

If you finished your degree finally - WALK IT LIKE YOU TALK IT! 

I'm here to tell you that I love all of you who loudly exalt your successes. There is so much damn negativity out here that seeing those who boost themselves makes me so proud. Because guess what? If you're not your biggest fan, who will be?

I always get some bullshit for being loudly in love with myself and everything I accomplish, especially with travel. But you weren't with me working these damn 70 hour weeks were you? You didn't do these damn overnights. NIZE IT. 

My mom and I had a whole conversation about being arrogant and how I feel that myself and my fellow Bosnians are pretty damn arrogant. She said to me, 'after all the bullshit the people and the country have been through, I rather they be arrogant and proud than lowly and sad.' My mom, the philosopher. 

I had a coworker who always described people he liked as, 'hes a good dude, so humble'. That was the main trait of admiration for any person we worked with. Guess I knew where I stood....yikes.

This culture of humbleness is also the reason a lot of you go to interviews and when they ask 'so what are the best traits you posses or can bring to this company?' you freeze - you are not accustomed to saying nice things about yourself. I bet you had your answer for 'what are the negatives about you?' ready though huh? 

I need all of you to love yourselves more. I don't care if that is quietly or loudly but do it how YOU feel is best. If humble works for you, then go be great and humble. If arrogance works for you, then go be great an arrogant. The whole point is - go be great and show off your accomplishments how you see fit and not how society wants it.

- Mirna 

 

 

Internet Trolls 101

Ah, anyone who has EVER used Twitter, Instagram or read under YouTube videos will know about internet trolls. They lurk on the internet, miserable in their own existence only to make lewd and rude comments so that others may be as miserable as they are. 

They never use their real name. They never use their real pictures. The folks who are only brave enough to say things in the abyss of anonymity. 

You may have seen avatars like this when it comes to trolls: 

I bet during some point in your social media existence - someone with an avatar (avi) featuring one of these images has made completely outlandish comments under a tweet, under a picture or under a video you posted. In my case today, it was under a blog post. A very personal blog post I had shared with the world about my experience as a refugee that you can read here. While most people were e-mailing me and letting me know how much they enjoyed the piece or how their own lives as refugees went in similar paths, naturally, there had to be one weirdo to comment as well. 

Meet anonymous troll 'Timbo': 

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As you see he has chosen NOT to use a picture of himself so he can remain in his blissful state of whackness on the internet. He commented on my blog post about the difficulties in being a refugee by calling me pompous, obese and suggesting that I guess should have picked up arms at 6 years old? I don't think I had a choice at 6 years old in which pants I wore, nonetheless the option to conscript, I guess?

The saddest part about this is I have heard this exact sentiment before on Twitter.

'You abandoned your country'

'You don't get to comment because you didn't stay and fight'

Again, what the whole fuck that has to do with me at 6 years old is still to be figured out. I usually deal with internet trolls via ignoring them or giving snide, facetious comments back. (as seen below his comment) Except for that I use my real name and last name because I don't need to back down from my comments, and to be honest, my mother ain't raise no bitch.

People try me regularly on Twitter. People who just, again, are miserable and want me to join in their bottom of the barrel misery. I usually just do not engage. It isn't that I worry about those people, but at my big big age I realize everything I say on the internet can be under a microscope when it comes to current or future employment. That is the whole thing with using your first and last name online, you need to be a little bit more careful because people can tie your shenanigans to you. But sometimes? People have to be told about themselves, openly, you know, by someone who isn't anonymous.  

Clearly, some of you were cut from a weaker cloth and need to hide on Al Gore's internet. Do you fam. Just know you are a pathetic and weak part of humanity. Because you are a troll, remain under the bridge you came from and leave the rest of us living in an open reality alone.

Happy Hump Day :) 

- Mirna 

My Problem With 'Suffering' Tourism

Whether you call it dark tourism/grief tourism (tourism directed to places that are identified with death and suffering) or thanatourism (personification of death, refers more specifically to peaceful death) - I need to know what the hell draws you to it?

I'm going to call it suffering tourism because you are going out of your way to be a tourist in places where suffering took/takes place. Now, I do understand there is no place in this world where suffering hasn't taken place. That I fully grasp. But going there to experience these things as an outsider who wants to FEEL immersed in it? Are you sick fam? 

Recently there was an article on Twitter posted about a war hostel in Sarajevo. The title of this article drew me in pretty quickly, 'Recreating death for a living: Inside Bosnia's War Hostel'. 

What? Šta? Co? Qué? Quoi? क्या? Ano?

The only way to explain my 'what the fuckness??' was in like seven different languages. 

So I went along and read the article and yes, it was exactly what I thought. This place offers an immersive experience 'where visitors get a taste of daily life in a warzone.' I'm not even sure where I can begin to tell you how I feel about this. I've read the article like four times now and I'm still wondering what the hell is wrong with people. In the article the person who owns the hostel says they offer it so that people can learn what happens when '...people get divided into us and them.' They can't go read a book? They don't have Google? You need to tell me, the only way for people to understand divisive politics that lead to genocide is to pay money and pretend they were us during the worst times in our lives? 

*refer back to the seven languages of WHAT?! above*

This has been on my mind a lot lately. I had done an itinerary for carnival in Brazil and went wandering into activities and tours one could do while in Rio. There was a nice option for a visit to the Christ the Redeemer statue and some hang gliding, awesome. Then I saw something called 'Tour of the Favelas'. I'm there reading this description and it's saying something along the lines of it is a RESPECTABLE tour of some favela in Rio. 

If you don't know what a favela is, it is basically the hood area in Brazil. The disproportionately low-income and high-crime area. When my Brazilian friends tell me about going to Brazil, this is exactly the area they tell me to stay away from. Tours? So, you're going to do what? Walk by and look at the poor people like they're circus acts? What is it that could possibly make you want to pay money to go observe these people? Nah. I don't see anything respectable about that.

My friend Kenya was Tweeting along with me the other day about this topic, she was saying how she has no interest in going to old prisons, asylums, Auschwitz or Elmina castle in Ghana. I felt that. Accurate representation of how I also feel about places with such horrific histories.

However, this is one important part I would like to add in right now. Those who are of certain diasporas wanting to go to these places in researching their OWN history? That is not the same as suffering tourism. Those of the Jewish faith visiting Auschwitz makes sense. Black people in USA, Canada, Caribbean etc. wanting to go visit Elmina castle in Ghana makes sense. 

As a Bosnian refugee I have zero interest in visiting a damn war hostel in Sarajevo. Granted, that isn't necessarily my history as I was fully alive and present for the war in Bosnia. I'm good on all that, I don't need to feel, see or experience that shit. That is actually my life. 

I had also seen that there is a tour in Sarajevo that takes you into the underground tunnels that were made by the army to get around the city while there was snipers outside. I.... Ok. No thanks, again.

When I told my mom about these things she said it all has to do with money. If people can somehow make money off any aspect of tourism, they will. Some people are 'history buffs' (I'm using this term VERY loosely) and want to be immersed. You an anthropologist?

Few weeks ago there was an article I came across from a journalist describing his trip to (I believe) it was Auschwitz as well. He was saying how it was crazy going to a place with such a sordid history but the tourists there just running around eating their snacks and taking selfies by the gas chambers. That does not sit well with me. I want no part.

Why wouldn't you travel to places in search of times of jubilation? Happiness? If you are going to Carnival somewhere, why aren't you educating yourself about that aspect of your trip? Why do you need to go to a favela tour if you're in Rio or a plantation tour if you're in Barbados? Is that absolutely necessary for you to experience?    

The best way I could explain it to some of you is by using what happened a week ago today in Toronto. The monster who decided to kill a group of innocent people at Yonge and Finch.

Imagine if two months, two years, two decades (whatever) from now - someone decided to make a 'Van Massacre in Toronto Tour' Taking tourists from other countries to see and IMMERSE themselves in one of the worst days this city has ever experienced.

How would you feel if someone was offering 'Residential School System Experience' as a tour? Given we know the horrific things that the native population in Canada went through in those buildings. Would make me sick.

So I ask some of you who clearly don't accept books, school or Google as being ENOUGH for your learning of history, why? If it wouldn't be acceptable in showcasing the tragedies in Canada for profit, why is it OK for you to go see it everywhere else?

- Mirna 

  

It Could Always Be Worse

Don't you love it when your life is in shambles and someone tells you, 'it could always be worse?'

I hate that nonsense. I consider myself someone who tries their best to remain positive through the bullshit so when I hear people saying things like that I have to side-eye them a little bit. 

Those moments happen a lot to me. Everyone knows that feeling of when something shitty happens to you and you spiral down the rabbit hole of unhappiness thinking of all the other shitty things in your life. Have to think to yourself like yeah it could always be worse, but shit, it could always be better too no?

I'm plagued with being an empath when it comes to people and situations that have nothing to do with me. I will watch the news, see an armed conflict somewhere happening and not be able to sleep because it eats at me inside. No doubt this has something to do with my own childhood experience in a war torn country, which I wrote about before here.  

Sometimes I think to myself like, 'wow, we only get one life and why the hell did my life have to involve being a refugee?'

And then I go to, 'nah, shut up Mirna, your mom and dad have it worse at least you grew up in Canada.'

Which then leads to, 'You're being ridiculous Mirna, think about all the people who didn't make it out - stop feeling sorry for yourself!'

That is how my thought process goes unfortunately. I tell MYSELF regularly how much worse things could be. I attribute some parts of my positive personality to knowing exactly how much worse it could be for me. I try to think about how different my life would have been if I was still back in Bosnia, I think about things that anger me in terms of 'five years from now, am I gonna be pissed I even spent time thinking about this bullshit?' 

Most of the situations or people currently angering you or stressing you out might not even be something/one you think of in five years. Heck, might not even in five months. Try not to get yourself worked up (like some of us do) because in the long run you are just doing a number on your psyche. 

The way I look at travel can even be related to the title of this post. There are countries I probably could have traveled to 5-10 years ago that now have conflict and I may not get to ever see. There are places that I never went to that have now been devastated by natural disasters and will never be the same. I travel as much as I can when I can, because the reality is politics and natural disasters can ruin countries quicker than I ruin a pillowcase after I dye my hair. 

It could always be worse, yes, it could fucking be OK? But let us focus on that it isn't and that you still have to sort out whatever situation you are currently in to the best of your ability. 

I'm not here to tell you that everything will work out because the unfortunate reality is sometimes you lose people, you lose money and you lose opportunities. There will be times in your life where every damn thing feels like you're taking an L. But you know what? Don't let anyone tell you it could always be worse - think about how you can make it better. It isn't always how you fall down, it is how you recover after said fall.

Happy Monday everyone.

- Mirna 

Safe Travels! My Top 5 Safe Destinations For Women to Travel Alone

Bet some of you REALLY sick of waiting on others to get their shit together so you can travel right? I know those ones still. So now you're in this situation like, 'can I go there alone? am I going to be safe? is my self-imposed curfew going to be when the street light turn on?' 

Relax. I got you. I've been traveling alone for almost 12 years now and I've managed to make it out in one piece. 

The first thing I will mention before going into this list is, if you are sick of your friends trying to get their funds together, get time off work etc. etc. etc. I made a blog post with a manifesto on how to go about traveling alone that you can read here. Also, I made a whole post about your biggest tool when traveling alone (and it can definitely apply to groups as well) - trusting your gut while traveling

Now let's get into this list! 

All five weren't necessarily somewhere I did travel to alone, however, I would definitely return to them alone at any given time.


#5: Somewhere super close, CHICAGO!

Before you start with the nonsensical media-only-fueled notions of Chicago - zip it. The amount of times I have endured the 'omg you're going to Chiraq?' questioning is ridiculous at this point. I love Chicago. I have traveled there with a friend, I have traveled there alone twice and I love the place so much I even brought my boyfriend there last year for his 30th birthday. Not a single person I know that has actually stepped a foot in Chicago had anything negative to say about it. (Minus my friend Martha, who didn't like Harold's chicken. Disgrace.)

I found the mid-westerners to be incredibly nice and cordial. There was a couple of occasions where I was staring down at my Google-maps directions and a stranger would come up to me on the street and ask me if I'm lost and then offer their own directions. In the bars and restaurants I found locals to be really welcoming and nice to talk to. When I was at some breakfast place near my AirBnB two years ago for the NFL Draft, one of the servers sparked a conversation about NFL with me. I ended up sitting there for an extra hour with three other patrons AND that servers just talking NFL. 

Do not let the media dictate your opinions of Chicago. Go there, eat some pizza, go to the million sports events they have, go walk down the Magnificent Mile, make some friends at the bars (or on Tinder?) and yes, go to the South Side to get some Harold's Chicken with mild sauce. Heck, lay down on a glass floor and have other tourists take pictures of you on it like I did in the header for this piece. 


#4: Somewhere super friendly, ST. MAARTEN!

This is the only place on this list that I didn't travel to alone. I mean, the second I find a cheap flight back there I would gladly go there alone ASAP. This island was warm, fun and you just felt really good being there.

Between the really nice staff at every establishment we went to eat or drink at, to the amazing drivers and just overall friendly locals - I can't imagine a friendlier place. When I saw 'The Friendly Island' as a licence place I was like OKAAAAAAAAAAAY this is the place for me. As soon as my friend Lorren and I landed in St. Maarten one of the first cab drivers we had was so friendly and hospitable that when he found out if was my birthday the next day, he offered us a free ride to and from the nightclub we were going to. NO charge. When we went out the following day, he was there to pick us up and also to drop us off. Just as a kind gesture to some tourists.

Also, we made a friend on the beach in Philipsburg who was so cool he actually gave us a tour of the entire island (French + Dutch), got us into a nightclub for free, oh, and did I mention? Randomly let me drive his car because 'you said you didn't know how, so figured it's a good time to learn.'  

Would be back on that island as soon as I can. The generosity and hospitality there is nothing like I have ever seen before. Well, except for my #1 place if you keep reading :). 


#3: Somewhere super touristy, CROATIA!

I guess for this country I would be a little biased, having spent a lot of time during my childhood there and having family that still lives there. But how could you not love and feel completely safe in a place like Croatia? It's incredible there.

For any woman trying to enjoy beaches (ALL BILLIONS OF THEM IN CROATIA it feels like), get good food and just mingle with nice locals and tourists alike - Croatia is your spot. I've been to Croatia alone and although I'm fluent in the native language there, English would have been perfectly fine as well. The place has become a tourist haven so everyone speaks English, along with, German, French, Italian.... it is totally normal to meet people in the service industry in Croatia who speak 5+ languages. 

Croatia is so safe that they have nude beaches. Yes, you could go full buck nekkid and no one will even blink an eye at it. As someone coming from the suffocating censorship and body issues of the North American continent ESPECIALLY, you will feel liberated in Croatia. All body types and ages prance around on some of the nude beaches. Living the good life, no tan lines.


#2: Somewhere hella far, SINGAPORE!

I went to Singapore alone and was out wandering the streets at 2am on Christmas, drunk and eating tacos. What else do you need to know? Can a place possibly feel ANY safer than that? 

Singapore is the cleanest city I have ever seen. From their airport, to the transit system and to their incredible downtown waterfront. Doesn't matter what time of day it is, there is young people everywhere walking around and enjoying life. Not bothering anyone and in fact, asking you to join in THEIR shenanigans instead. There was just so much to do as a lone traveler in Singapore that it almost felt like they were catering to my Snapchat feed. Everything was impressive. Everything was beautiful. Everywhere felt safe.

I wouldn't suggest chewing gum or spitting on their streets if you'd like to keep your sense of safety, but otherwise it is a great place to roam alone. Just remember when you go to bring lots of money as the cleanliness and luxury you feel in that city definitely will cost you more.


#1: Somewhere exceptionally hospitable, CUBA!

My favourite place.

I have been to Cuba on numerous occasions with family, a boyfriend and alone. This is by far the country I feel safest in when visiting. From the people I made friends with there, to the staff at various resorts and casa particulars, to even the customs agents at the airport. For an overall sense of being welcome and safe - Cuba tops all the countries I've been to.

When I would travel to Santiago de Cuba alone, I would be out at all hours of the night. On several occasions I would ask the motorcycle taxi drivers to give me a ride into the center way past midnight. I would sit in a bar alone and just people watch from 1am to 3-4am in the center. I loved those moments. 

I realize some women complain about Cuba not feeling safe for them because of the men giving them too much attention. For me personally, I don't mind the attention. I've learned to block it out. It just never bothered me as much as it does other people and I am not here to tell them how to feel. I just know that not one man that ever whistled or yelled 'que linda!' at me ever took it past that point. Whether I was out in the market, at a baseball game, at a nightclub or on a beach. I always feel safe when I am in Cuba.  If you are a woman trying to embark on your first solo trip - this would be an awesome place to start. 


Tell me readers, what country did you feel safest in? Leave a comment.

- Mirna

I Worked in A Swingers Club for Two Years

There was a lot of thought put into if I wanted to post this piece. It may be 2018 but the taboo over certain things still lingers around all of us. I'm here wondering what my current job, future jobs etc. will think if they were to read this piece. It's strange that although you worked somewhere and did not actually participate in the activities - the more conservative types would definitely feel uncomfortable with my previous work space. 

While trying to get my degree at the University of Toronto, I worked many jobs. Living in the downtown core is a bitch because well, rent. Rent is hiiiiigh. I was going to school full time, trying to get good grades and at any given point was working at least 2-3 jobs. I was bouncing at Bier Markt or at Crocodile Rock or at the Rockpile. I was part-time at Foot Locker. Then, I also became security at a swingers club. 

The thing that attracts you to bouncing is getting paid cash, plus, with school during the week - nighttime work on weekends is bless. Unfortunately, with bouncing comes certain dangers and an overall possibility of physical harm at any given moment. 

I had written about my experience going to Hedonism in Jamaica and after returning from that trip I had seen an opening to work as a bartender at a swingers club near where I lived. Perfect! I am cute, I know customer service, this is close, I get along with swingers just fine. Yessss.

Well, I was a really shitty bartender. My short-term memory is awful and the idea of talking to people without being able to leave bothers me. This swingers club became more and more busy and with the popularity of their 'singles night' there was security needed. Finally, MY TIME TO SHINE.

Those dangers I had mentioned earlier with bouncing were not a thing at the swingers club. Not at all. In two years of working there, I never once felt unsafe. Let me tell you, naked people don't want to fight anyone. Think about the logistics of the situation. Would you, fully unclothed, want to risk the chance of being tossed out on Jarvis St. like that? Unlikely. 

I loved working there. I could socialize, make sure everyone was having a safe and fun time - plus EVERY bouncer has incredible industry stories but I feel like with two years at the swingers club, mine definitely are a little wilder.

People have misconceptions about what happens at swingers clubs. I use to get a range of questions like;

Do you have to have sex there? - No, forcing someone to have sex is absolutely never a thing. It's more of a 'choose your own adventure' like a Goosebumps books. Most of the patrons were either nudists or maybe wanted to go swimming and get no tan lines. No one forces you to do anything in there that you don't want to do.

What do you mean people have sex there? - Uh, yeah?

Will there be hoes? - N/A

Is it clean? - There are sanitary wipes everywhere along with towels that literally EVERYONE lays down before proceeding to get into any fornicating. 

Does your mother know you do this? - Yes, she knew the whole time. In fact she came to the swingers club during the day once to see what it looked like and make sure I was in a safe space.

I bet only weirdos and gross people go there right? - From judges, to police officers, to housewives, R&B stars, you name it - we had them. I'm not sure what folks consider weird.

If I pay cover, will I get a girl? - Go to a brothel fam, this is NOT one of those.

There are so many wild interpretations of what goes on at swingers clubs that at one point I had made a video to explain what to do and NOT do in there on YouTube. It got so many views, but then I took it down because I always thought having worked there other employers wouldn't hire me in the future. 

Maybe my paranoia is accurate and maybe it isn't. At one of my other security jobs a coworker had told me, "Make sure no one here learns you worked at a swingers club, they'll think you're a whore." Dead serious. A man really said that to my face. Comments like that hit pretty hard because although that person might just be a jackass who deserved the wickedest uppercut, maybe he isn't alone in his thinking. 

I don't ever regret working at a swingers club. I learned a lot there about human interaction and relationships overall. My coworkers were amazing, the patrons were awesome and I got to make money for my schooling. Because guess what? Yes, many college and university students take on WHATEVER jobs they can get to make money to afford the high cost of schooling and overall high living costs in the city. Also, I think while working there and regularly tweeting about it, some younger people took a leap and went to check it out as well. Anyone who has been to a swingers club will tell you the demographic is more people in their 40s-50s-60s. I'd like to think that when I was educating and telling more people in their 20s about it, they became interested and checked it out too. Because the answer to most things in life is educating people instead of judging them, so they are no longer ignorant to whatever the topic may be.

So here I am, telling you I worked in a swingers club for two years. Make what you want of it - just know I am definitely not ashamed. And if you ever have questions about going to one, my DMs on Twitter are always open to discussion. 

- Mirna 

 

Traveling While in A Relationship

"How does your man deal with you leaving so often?"

"My girl could never!"

"You know the shit girls do on their lil' girl trips!"

Oh, men and their opinions on your traveling. Been there, had that. As someone who travels as much as I possibly can - some of these comments and questions come up regularly in my life/on my Twitter page. 

When I was single and going on dates with various men, my love of travel would always come up in the conversations. Travel is a big part of my life and if someone wants to get to know me, they'll know I often will just book a flight to go somewhere and leave for a long weekend or a week or Christmas etc. My lifestyle would not work for an insecure man who can't even leave his girlfriend to go pee alone in a bathroom, clearly. 

While it seems men get to use being well-traveled as a bonus in their dating repertoire, it kind of seemed to do the opposite for me. Not all men, but MANY men are not cool with their girlfriend doing things without them. Yikes. Stay far away from those.

I've been fortunate enough that the men I did choose to actually date are cool as heck with my travel goals. It really couldn't have gone any other way. If it is between travel and a boyfriend I rather spread the pages in my passport than spread my le.... well, you get it. 

The thought of a man trying to tell me what I can and cannot do with my traveling gives me gas pain. I was traveling before these men and I will do so while with them and after them. It is one of my loves. (along with food and the NFL) I go on girls trips to Europe, I go to Carnival and wine up on other people husbands and I travel alone to the NFL Draft. That's me.

It is totally possible to find a man who is A-OK with your travel habits. My ex was cool with it and my current boyfriend is as well. I take the greatest amount of satisfaction when my boyfriend actually travels with me, but I also take the same satisfaction in him not being weird about when I travel alone or with my girls. I'm really happy with that. 

Travel requires a lot of trust with it, and if someone doesn't trust you in the confines of your relationships they sure as HELL won't trust you flying somewhere without them. Also, to the men, if you ever worry about your girl doing dumb shit like cheating while she travels then perhaps that is NOT the girl for you? I assure you, she was waste way before she got on that flight. 

- Mirna 

A Post for The Women; #InternationalWomensDay

First and foremost, I want to wish all of you reading this post the most incredible International Women's Day.

Not even sure what I was going to write in this piece but as a travel blogger, suppose it should be something about women and traveling. We sure do travel a lot eh? We go on group trips, we travel on baecations with our significant others, we travel with our families and we also travel alone. Imagine? We earn less than our male counterparts, yet (in my life) it seems the women travel more. We are less safe traveling alone, yet again, it seems we still do it a lot. 

We should travel.

We should see how women elsewhere live, survive, maintain.

We should be safe while doing it in groups or alone.

I want you all to keep doing what you're doing and enjoy every minute of it. In some parts of the world women aren't even allowed to go outside to the grocery alone alone - but you are capable of earning your money, saving your money, getting a passport and flying to see destinations some people can only dream of. I want you to do this. I wish everyone was able to do this. Women should take every opportunity to go explore because I don't trust the world enough to think we will always have this privilege. I probably watched too much of The Handmaids Tale and have become paranoid in my early 30's, but you really never know. 

Historically everyone just wants to control our bodies, our movements etc. While you have freedom, you should be capitalizing on it. I also happen to know someone who can help you plan for a trip when you're ready :)

On this International Women's Day take a moment to think about how lucky you are to be where you are and to where you have traveled to. Think about all your goals and plans. Also, be proud of yourself because you are strong, work hard and get shit done. 

- Mirna 

 

 

Stop Being Beg

I'm starting to believe some of you have no shame. Like, did your parents not teach you independence?

This culture of beggatry is really starting to get on my nerves. Between the Begatrons and the Begckies - I don't know which one is worse. Every time I just pray people are joking but they are dead ass serious.

Someone will post, 'went to Cheesecake Factory today!' and some beggar will automatically respond with 'no invite?' 

Someone else will post, 'can't wait for this party at X house!' and some beggar will go message X about 'no invite?'

Or, my favourite, when you post a travel plan and suddenly 3-4 people on some 'can I join?' tip.

Do people not realize if someone wanted you there, they would have included you from the jump? Perhaps they want to do something alone, or with a significant other or with close friends. None of that pertained to you. Like, at ANY point. So when whole adults proceed to be beggy for people to invite them to stuff, I always side-eye it. That is really strange to me.

Everyone is grown and has their own plans and goals. Not everyone is invited along for that ride and that's fine. Don't put people in an awkward position and guilt them into inviting you somewhere, don't do that. It has gotten so bad that I was telling my best friend Jummy the other day for my travel plans I won't even mention them unless I already have a ticket to said place booked. Because I'm not sure where people come off asking me to tag along if I didn't ask them to nor know them particularly well. 

Whether it is house parties or travel, people have to realize those are intimate experiences/places for some and you don't just go inviting yourself along. If you didn't get invited, just hold your peace. Can't say I have ever seen another person talk about their birthday dinner or travel plans and been tempted to be like 'OH SO NO INVITE? OKAY OKAY!'

You are hurting WAAY too loud kids. Stop it. 

I won't even get on the topic of the romantic beggatry because I am currently taken and that has nothing to do with me. Just know - I see that nonsense too. You could just ask folks on dates instead of 'NO INVITE?' them to death when they say they took a shower. Weirdos.

What's even worse is that those who never speak to you nor engage you socially at ANY other time always want to come along to your adventures suddenly. That's strange too. Oh, now I exist? That's interesting. Good to know.

Please, stop being beg. Have some pride and go make your own fun.

- Mirna