Travel Hangovers

If you've never had one, try harder. And no, I'm not talking about drinking more. Those are alcohol induced hangovers which happen to occur while traveling. And while I've had a few of them during this trip, most frequently occurring during long travel days, those are an unhealthy, highly unpleasant type of hangover. Come to think of it though, travel hangovers are uniquely unpleasant and also result after a highly enjoyable series of events. So if both types of hangovers are unpleasant, why try to have a travel hangover? Let's explore.

First, what is a travel hangover? It is the best type of hangover you can have. It is the pseudo depression trade-off which sets in after an amazing experience is had while on vacation. It becomes a challenge to get out of bed and summon up the motivation to do just about anything because, deep down, you know whatever activity you do that day will pale in comparison to what was just completed the day before. And while you can plan vacations which could potentially result in a travel hangover, you can't actually plan on having a travel hangover. They just happen. The feeling which results from this type of hangover comes in other forms as well. Perhaps your team just got eliminated from the playoffs. Despite loving sports and having other sports to watch on the following days, sometimes you just can't bring yourself to watch anything because the emptiness which follows the end of an emotional playoff run leaves a void which only time can heal. Same with the travel hangover. Time will eventually cure a travel hangover, but while still in the healing phase following that amazing experience, subsequent vacation activities which seemed exciting during trip planning, are now activities which are barely exciting enough to get you out of bed. If this doesn't sound familiar to you, like I said, "Try harder."

So why is it that most people very rarely experience this travel hangover? Let's pretend this is an episode of Family Feud. 100 people surveyed, top 3 answers on the board. Why do most people take vacations? You hit the buzzer pretty fast and answer, "In order to go someplace and do something they enjoy." Sounds like the #1 answer, and it should be the #1 answer, but it's #3 on the board. Kind of baffling, isn't it? So what's #2? "I've got the time. It's been awhile since my last vacation. So I may as well take some time off." And the #1 answer on the board? "In order to recharge my batteries for when I go back to work." Sad, but true. Deep down, the reason most people probably go on a vacation, and choose the destinations where they spend a week or 2, is to simply recharge their 'desire to work' batteries. Think about how most people probably spend their vacation time. They go to an all-inclusive resort. They go on a cruise. They lay on a beach. Or maybe even the dreaded Stay-cation. They take vacations where they don't have to think, every last detail is planned for them, and inactivity is the predominant activity of the entire vacation. Where they go or what activities they do aren't important so long as they don't have to do anything. The most important aspect of almost every vacation is that they are anywhere but at work, and not the actual vacation destination itself. That's backwards. Yet in almost every instance, upon returning to work, these same people will now say that they need, "A vacation from a vacation." Come again? You just went on a trip where you didn't have to think, you were more lazy than you were active, and now you're so worn out that you need a vacation from a vacation? Rubbish. You don't need a vacation from a vacation. You just want more time off from work.

Now while there is certainly value in that type of vacation where rest, relaxation, and pampering is the main focus, it's a sad state of affairs if that is the predominant type of vacation one takes during their working years. It is virtually impossible to ever get a travel hangover from that type of vacation. You can't ever get tired of being pampered. It's not like you get this great massage one day and then refuse to get out of bed the next morning because the massage you are going to get that day won't be nearly as good as the one you had yesterday. Or, you think to yourself, "Man, that margarita I had yesterday while lying on the beach was so good I couldn't possibly have another one while lying on the beach today." You can lament the fact that those moments of that particular vacation are coming to an end. But that's not a travel hangover. That again is an, "I don't want to go back to work hangover."

Travel hangovers result after you plan a vacation for weeks or months and then have the perfect storm of a variety of factors come together such as: amazing weather, good company, a sense of accomplishment in completing something challenging, having your senses and emotions moved in ways you never thought possible, and experiencing a once in a lifetime event. I would even go so far as to argue that if your vacation experience doesn't include parts of all of those aforementioned factors, it is more less impossible to have a travel hangover.

Like I said, you can't plan travel hangovers. They just happen. Not every vacation or amazing activity is going to produce a travel hangover. But you can improve your odds of having one if, instead of doing the same vacation every year simply to recharge those 'desire to work batteries,' you plan a vacation which challenges you. Why not plan a vacation which could potentially inspire you take other unique vacations? Go on a challenging hike. Learn how to scuba dive. Sleep in a hostel. Go camping in the middle of nowhere. Take an overnight sleeper bus in a foreign country. Try a visually repulsive food. Learn a new language to speak with the locals. Throw all of your belongings in a backpack instead of a rolling luggage warehouse. Live on less and you'll learn so much more about yourself.

A vacation packed with adventure will probably do more to improve your mood at work than will a vacation lying on the beach. Exercise is a good stress reliever, yet most vacations to get away from the stressful workplace environment involve large amounts of laziness. I would venture to guess, that if you challenge yourself to do something exhilarating and potentially life changing while on vacation, work won't seem nearly as stressful upon your return. Your weekends will be filled with more eventful activities. Heck, you might even look forward to going back to work just so you can recharge your batteries for that next adventure. I know it sounds crazy, but there's more than a whiff of truth to that statement if you allow yourself to smell it. You'll no longer take vacations just for vacation's sake. You'll be looking for that next adventure that could possibly lead to that next travel hangover.

I'm off to Antarctica today. In about 3 days, I will be stepping on continent 7 of this 11 month trip. Like Angkor Wat, Africa/Petra, and the Inca Trail before it, I hope this is yet another experience which will lead to a travel hangover. And if it doesn't. Oh well. It's been quite a year which is quickly coming to an end. Hope everyone enjoys their weekend. I know I will. Cheers.

Head Over Handlebars About Easter Island

There are times when I can go weeks without thinking of anything interesting to write in a post and then there are days like today when I sit with 3 potential posts in mind. I'll eventually write them all, but this one comes first. And even though I write about Easter Island, there will be pics from the Galapagos, Machu Picchu, Uyunia Salt Flats and Easter Island.

Hope everyone had a wonderful Thanksgiving. As luck would have it, on that Wednesday before Thanksgiving, a family friend of the owners of the hostel where I was staying, had come into town from Tahiti. To celebrate, they had this huge feast where they wrapped chicken, pork, and fish in banana leaves and then placed them in the Earth on top of hot embers. Blazing hot stones were then placed on top of the food, and the whole thing was covered in dirt and left to cook for around 3 hours. Lots of other side dishes were prepared and the owners invited those of us staying at the hostel to join them in a feast. It was an amazing meal and gave me an island Thanksgiving. Pretty special. The meal I actually had on Thanksgiving was pasta with canned tuna fish and avocado. Not quite as glamorous as the night before, but it didn't matter.

So, my last 4 days was spent in one of the most remote places on Earth, Easter Island. It is the land of the famous Moai statues. You know, those huge stone heads that actually do sit atop full bodies. As far as islands go, it was pretty, but there are definitely prettier islands to visit. And even though Easter Island is so remote, it was loaded with tour groups speaking a variety of different languages. It definitely isn't a place that is on the typical backpacker trail, but is certainly on the travel radar of many middle to older aged people wearing socks with sandals.

One of the things that bothers me when I travel is when I feel like I am seeing and doing the same thing as everyone else. You might be thinking, "This guy is on Easter Island and doesn't feel like he is doing something unique?" Yup. When you share sightseeing space with tour groups, especially on an island with 3 main roads, it starts to feel like everyone is seeing the same things and taking pictures of the same stuff. I take comfort in knowing that I am still probably seeing things a bit differently than most, as my photographic eye is better than your average tourist, but it was still tough to break away from the masses and feel as though I was seeing something that no one else was seeing.

Renting a bike for 3 days was how I chose to transport myself around the island. Not a flat island and not always paved roads where you would like them to be paved. I am not much of a bike rider, and before my trip this year, it had probably been about 10 years since I had last ridden a bike. So riding my bike over rocks, uneven dirt roads, and past curious horses and cows, was a bit uncomfortable for me. However, it did allow me to experience some things which most other tourists didn't: Saddle sore, copious amounts of sweat and extreme exhaustion. Not quite the unique I was looking for, but I guess beggars can't be choosers.

As far as the Moai statues go, they were quite impressive. I have consistently been amazed on this trip how people of these ancient civilizations transported such large stones from place to place to make temples, pyramids, and statues. Without the benefit of modern machinery, it was an amazing feat for them to do what they did. The Moai statues were all carved out of rock at one particular quarry and then the finished statues were dragged to all parts of the island to their final standing place. Not short distances, mind you. There were plenty of statues which fell during transport to their final destination and others which fell when trying to be erected on their platforms in the village. Can you imagine spending months and years on a statue only to have it break? All of the Moai, but for 7, face inland. Facing inland was the position of the Moai so that they could protect each village. The 7 that don't, face the sea and pay homage to those who discovered the island.

So, am I head over handlebars because I rode my bike successfully around the island without falling? Nope. I'm head over handlebars because after I was done taking pictures of the Moai, with the night sky as a backdrop, my friend Dano and I actually fell head over handlebars in a moped accident. Out of all the places I've been, especially with the craziness that is Southeast Asian traffic, the remote Easter Island is the place where I get into an accident. Some jerk on a motorcycle crossed in front of us to get into a nightclub parking lot and stopped in the road before fully getting to the parking lot. So his entire back end was protruding into the street. Dano hit the brakes hard, but our momentum still carried us into his back wheel and we both fell over the handlebars of the moped. That guy then sped off, which started a disappointing chain reaction of events related to the human condition. Good news, relatively minor injuries for the two of us, all things considered. My camera got a bit dinged, but is still entirely functional. The biggest loss of the night was Dano's cell phone, which was stolen by a local pretending to 'help.' He of course, denied taking it. But after rushing into the bar following his 'helpful' deed, he returned to the parking lot and made a spectacle of emptying his pockets trying to prove his point. But there were only 3 people who could have had it: Dano, me, and the local. Take a guess which 2 didn't have it. He even made a mistake at one point in saying, "I didn't take your Iphone," without us ever saying the phone in question was actually an Iphone. I'm no police detective, but I've watched my fair share of Matlock and Murder, She Wrote to know that a slip of the tongue like that is pretty damning evidence of guilt. The locals were of course incredulous that we would ever accuse them of stealing. I think they even called us racist at some point. Who knew that 'process of elimination and deductive reasoning' were acts of racism? We called the police, but they were also of no use, especially given our rudimentary Spanish speaking. Hard to believe that not one of the other locals at the club was the least bit helpful. In fact, they were all kind of laughing at the fact we were in an accident, and not once did they ever ask if we were ok. Left a bit of a sour taste in my mouth about the type of human beings which live on Easter Island. I think the Moai statues would have been more helpful than these people.

All in all though, after the pictures I had taken that night of the Moai under the stars, my Easter Island experience was always going to be memorable. Standing face to face with 15 Moai, ocean in the background, ambient moonlight, stars above, and with only Dano and Pedro as company, I had gotten the unique experience I was looking for. Sometimes, all it takes is 1 picture to turn a trip from 'just another stop on a long journey' into something 'truly unforgettable.' Cheers.

Tongariki

Now for the picture gallery:

Easter Island

Galapagos Islands

really really old lava formations

local fish market observers

famous finches

marine iguanas

famous turtles

blue footed boobies

Cusco

Sacred Valley

sexy dude at the highest point on the Inca Trail

Not the top of the world, but it felt like it

Machu Picchu

My hiking buddy, Anina

The Inca Trail Gang. We all made it.

Top 2 sunset from my whole trip

Lake Titicaca

Train Graveyard on Uyuni Salt Flats

This is just a small sampling of the Uyuni Salt Flats pictures. There were more lagoons of various colors and a trip into the Atacama Desert. I'll leave some pics for a future post. I'm in Buenos Aires for the next couple of days and then off to Ushuaia, the starting point for my cruise to Antarctica. Continent 7 on this 7 continent trip is about 1 week away. Someone is getting excited.