Ooohs and Aaahhs

Meet my early push present and late engagement ring.  She is encrusted with a huge sapphire + diamonds. Sound familiar? Yes, it’s just like Kate Middleton’s ring only a fraction of the size! But I am in love with her.

As you all know, B and I eloped last December and it all happened so quickly that I never got an engagement ring. I’ve never been the sort of girl who fantasized about getting engaged, having a big diamond ring, having the gigantic wedding, with the Vera Wang gown, and a wedding cake that costs way more than it should.  As a matter of fact, I cannot stand the idea of all that BS of everything that goes with getting married traditionally.  I suppose you can attest it to my shyness and my hatred of being centre of attention. (Yes, for those of you who do know me very well – I AM SHY!!! I may not seem like it to you now but I promise you I am shy shy shy. Ask my Mama about how I ruined my kindergarden Christmas show because I refused to speak in front of the audience!)   Our Gibralar wedding was the most absolute perfect day as it was just about us.  Of course our families and friends where missed so much more than we thought we would miss them, but because it was just B and I, the day was all about US.  The way a wedding should be about.  Absolutely no stress! Not even when I tripped, smashed my camera lens  and tore my tights infront of about 50 people. ( Thank goodness for that camera strore around the corner that replaced the lens + the Dorothy Perkins that had the exact color tights I needed.) Or the fact that Gibraltar is actually a massive sh*thole of a place.  It exactly how I could have ever asked to get married. Nothing at all could have ruined that perfect day.

Anyways, I am getting side tracked.

My point is, I never needed THE ring. I had a simple wedding band with a small diamond, with our initials and the date engraved inside it.  It was enough for me.  I had love, happiness, and the fairytale. I didn’t need THE ring to solidify anything.  A big old diamond that looks like a different version of other people’s engagement rings just didn’t excite me as much as it did other women. I am not really sure why, to me it was just so ordinary.  But that is just me.  Don’t get me wrong, I do LOVE to admire beautiful engagement rings I see on other women. But I am just not that type of woman to want to flaunt anything like that. I hope I am not insulting anyone. I’m just really really REALLY shy!

I won’t go into the judgement B and I got for not having THE ring, but it is really quite funny how materialistic and crazy people get about this whole getting married thing sometimes. It takes away from the point of why you are actually getting married doesn’t it? I got cornered by a strange woman in Istanbul, who was a friend of a friend, at a club the weekend after our Gibraltar wedding. After hearing about our recent nupitals, she ran over to me grabbed my left and pulled it to her curious face.  As she saw nothing but a wedding band, she looked at me with disgust and disbelieve… with a look that said “You-said-yes-to-a-man-that-didn’t-propose-to-you-with-a-huge-diamond???” B and I laughed in disbelief right to her face and I said, “Are you joking?” She didn’t say anything but flash her huge rock in my face with a smirk as her fiance behind her proudly beamed at this action of hers.  Some people!!! I just wanted to slap her silly! This is exactly what I didn’t want THE ring for – the materialism and that sh*tty attitude that goes with it.  No matter what ring I had on my finger, she would have had some sort of opinion about it and would have flashed that tacky rock in my face no matter what. I didn’t want to play her game so I smiled politely and wished them all the best. All that mattered was that I had a man that loves me unconditionally and jumped at the chance to want to grow old with me.  That I know is 100% true without an expensive rock to show for it… I wonder if she could say the same?

Oh well. Won’t have to deal with that now, I’ve got the bling!  Best part is – its not the traditional kind of bling. Just like our non-traditional wedding. I love it and everything it symbolizes… our daughter and the life we have built together. It’s so much more than just an engagement ring. Best part? I still ain’t playing that Turkish bitch’s game!

Thank you to my wonderful husband. I love you.  

By the way, no baby yet! 39 weeks today!!! Come out, my darling Sofia!!!


11.25 istanbul on my mind

Hello Istanbul.  Nice to see you again so soon!

Okay, so I have arrived. And I am aware I have a lot to learn in terms of blogging. First rule of thumb – update!!! So here goes it. My decision to leave Vancouver after 10 wonderful years was because of someone special. I lived a true Eat, Pray, Love adventure and got my groove back like no other. I fell madly in love with an English man named Ben on a gullet cruise on the Mediterranean. Heading back to Vancouver after my travels + attempting to adjust back into to real life was harder that it should have been.  It became increasingly clear to me that my time in Vancouver was over.  Do you ever wonder why sometimes, there are way too many disappointments and horrible streaks bad luck happening simultaneously to you? I say it is the universe or God or whatever you may believe in, telling you to change something. It’s not working for you for a reason. Find that reason and fix it. ASAP. So I listened and acted. I packed my bags. Got on a plane. And chose to follow my heart.  I chose love.

So for the next month, Istanbul is my home.  Yes, only one month. To make a long story short, through a few serendipitous series of events, Ben and I are moving to Melbourne in January to start a new life together.  Ben was offered an amazing opportunity in Australia that he could not refuse. So, we are going! As much as I would have enjoyed to see what Istanbul may have had to offer, a new life in Melbourne will be just as exciting. I am heading to spend the holidays with my family in Vancouver; then in January, I am starting the year the same way I started my 2010. Flying to Australia. I spent 2 weeks in Sydney visiting my father in January last year. How funny. Although this time, it is for good.

Istanbul, you have me for a month. Let’s party. 😉

10.27 back in business

Wowza. Forgive me dear readers, its been almost exactly 3 months since my last post. It was a great concept to blog about my travels… but at the end of the day, I chose to actually TRAVEL rather than blog. I wish I could have taken the time to write it all down and share it with you. But then I had a fear of missing out on something I would have experienced if I said no. So I said yes… to everything thrown at me…which has changed my life forever…

I believe my last post left you in Spain. Because of my limited time + my utter excitement to share more exciting news of what is to come, I will tell my travel stories through pictures. Then I will leave the ground breaking news for the end of this post. So bear with me folks.  To sum it all up, here is the 3 month route of places I visited.  30 cities, 10 countries, 3 continents, and a whole lotta money… here is where I was:

Vancouver -> New York -> London -> Paris -> San Sebastian -> Granada -> Sevilla -> Essaouira -> Marrakesh -> Ouazazte -> Dades Gorges -> Merzouga/Sahara Desert -> Marrakesh -> Sevilla – >Barcelona -> Aix-en-Provence -> Paris -> Helsinki -> Tallin -> Riga -> Tel Aviv -> Jerusalem -> Eilat -> Petra -> The Dead Sea -> Haifa -> Tel Aviv -> Istanbul -> Cappadocia -> Olympos -> Blue Cruise on the Mediterranean -> Fethiye -> Ephesus -> Kusadasi -> Istanbul ->London -> New York -> Vancouver

I could go on forever about the most amazing time I had. But this time I won’t. But if you are interested, I am more than happy to blabber away! For now though, I am going to concentrate this blog on something more exciting. In two weeks, I am moving. I am leaving Vancouver after 10 years…

I am moving to Istanbul!!! I met the love of my life + taking a leap of faith.  A change in career, a change of scenery, and a change of life. I guess at the end of the day, this is exactly what I was looking for. So hold on to your horses, more details to come on this continued adventure of mine. I suppose this adventure of mine will never really have an end to it, now will it? Let’s hope not!