tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61214212938964430992011-12-30T05:30:42.030-08:00The many adventures of HeatherHeatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05838898664836992016noreply@blogger.comBlogger491100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121421293896443099.post-12112116393728615672010-11-08T05:32:00.000-08:002010-11-08T06:30:48.409-08:00

Note: the following post will look a little weird until I redesign the blog. I haven't changed the dimensions since 2007 and evidently time has passed and technology has changed (I know, it came as a surprise to me, too) and I can't post the pictures in the (large) size that I want without making some changes to the template. I can't guarantee when this will happen though, since posting this will

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Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05838898664836992016noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121421293896443099.post-87486705653233940072010-08-22T06:05:00.000-07:002010-11-08T06:34:10.065-08:00

Well, well, hello again. For those of you who know me (that would be anyone reading this) you probably know that my absence from this blog coincided with my sojourn into the mythical "real world" with one of those elusive "9 to 5", "real person"-type jobs. However, in a premature midlife crisis (coupled with other extenuating circumstances, naturally) I rashly chucked it all in to continue my

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05838898664836992016noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121421293896443099.post-3027396121927959622009-03-31T19:34:00.000-07:002010-02-10T09:45:08.080-08:00

var gaJsHost = (("https:" == document.location.protocol) ? "https://ssl." : "http://www.");document.write(unescape("%3Cscript src='" + gaJsHost + "google-analytics.com/ga.js' type='text/javascript'%3E%3C/script%3E"));try {var pageTracker = _gat._getTracker("UA-12947985-1");pageTracker._trackPageview();} catch(err) {}'Twas the night before Inauguration, and all through D.C,Not a staffer was

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Now that it's been two months (two whole months! I'm really slacking here) since the inauguration of the Obamessiah I suppose it's time to finally post something about that... memorable experience. So here's a timeline of my journey with the President:October 19 - Depart California for Colorado. Drive 15 hours straight. Give up and spend the night in beautiful Las Vegas, New Mexico. October 20 -

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Ah, yes. So I was in Colorado. Here is a photo of our office that I borrowed from TheFacebook. In fact, all of these photos were borrowed. So, um, thanks anonymous photographers. The nerve center of Change in Pueblo Here we have beautiful Union Depot. It's a very democratic town. The line to see the Obamessiah the weekend before E-day. Not long after reluctantly returning to the west

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So I was planning a really great entry for today. I was going to tell you all about my time in Colorado and it was going to be really great because I was going to illustrate it with some of the hundreds of photos I took while I was there. I was going to show you the office(s) where I spent 20 hours a day, the people who I met, the cookies that I ate. I had pictures of Joe Biden and Barack Obama

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2009. A new year. A new opportunity to make myself a better person, to find new adventures, to plumb as-yet-unknown depths of profound poverty. I don't usually go in for all of that New Year's resolutions business. Do we all really need more excuses to feel badly about ourselves? For example, this year I resolved to blog at least once per week. And here we are, halfway through February, and I'm

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Well, here I am on the eve of my second election day in as many months - exciting stuff! We arrived at 5 a.m. Saturday morning after driving all night from D.C. and, after a quick nap, got right to work canvassing. Since then it's been intense canvassing and phone calls pretty much nonstop, but this campaign is obviously much smaller than Obama's (obviously). There are far fewer volunteers and

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05838898664836992016noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121421293896443099.post-83376831504463314762008-11-04T07:07:00.000-08:002008-11-04T07:44:23.416-08:00

It's finally election day! The time has just FLOWN by and I can't believe we're really ready to do this. Today I am the "roving Field Organizer" which means I am basically the boss since my boss is sequestered in an undisclosed location (this is all part of the community empowerment). I got plenty of sleep last nights - tons actually compared to what I'm used to these days. But I did get called a

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05838898664836992016noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121421293896443099.post-85709411495740278402008-10-28T18:15:00.000-07:002008-10-28T18:16:08.314-07:00

Things are hectic here in Pueblo! I spent the day today setting up a "staging location" out in a(n even more) rural (and also very conservative) area about 40 miles west of here, which we will use to coordinate our get out the vote effort in the next week. We are renting a space that used to be a malt shop, complete with white and black checked floors, a soda fountain and diner-style counters,

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05838898664836992016noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121421293896443099.post-61177494975169269342008-10-24T19:42:00.000-07:002008-10-24T20:03:39.052-07:00

Hey everyone! I have been meaning to post here for the past few days about my newest adventure but I just haven't had the time at all because I've been so busy out here in Pueblo, Colorado, working for the Obama campaign. I arrived in Pueblo tuesday morning after a looong drive across California, Arizona, New Mexico and Colorado and was put right to work. In my first day "on the job" I canvassed

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05838898664836992016noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121421293896443099.post-3132329167391515502008-10-20T20:16:00.000-07:002009-04-24T18:39:06.001-07:00

Hello all! It's been a while since my last post, but if any of you were interested I wanted to keep you updated on my new adventure. Monday morning (5:30, behind schedule, of course) I left the comforts of my warm bed and set off for Pueblo, a small town about 40 miles south of Colorado Springs - and a 17 hour drive, approximately. I followed I-15 until Barstow, where I turned east on I-40. By 9:

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05838898664836992016noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121421293896443099.post-65211737478984899252008-07-10T09:01:00.000-07:002010-11-08T07:14:57.589-08:00

I've been meaning to post some photos of where I live ever since I arrived, but I was always waiting for a really great time right after I spent a whole afternoon cleaning. But who am I kidding? When I do clean, I like to do bits by bits, meaning that the whole place is never clean at the same time. Add to that roommates who don't clean up for themselves/still haven't fully moved in (I was so

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05838898664836992016noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121421293896443099.post-28629771663150391352008-06-17T06:29:00.000-07:002008-06-17T08:28:46.702-07:00

I've never really thought of this as one of those indulgently self-serving my-opinion-on-something-you-probably-don't-care-about blogs. As you all know, I do have very strong opinions about pretty much anything it's possible to have an opinion about, but in normal circumstances I wouldn't feel the need to thrust those upon my faithful readership, whether it exists or not. However, I've read a few

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05838898664836992016noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121421293896443099.post-41937640861924783272008-06-10T06:10:00.000-07:002009-03-18T16:47:43.518-07:00

This will peg me as a California girl for sure, but I have to admit I've never really understood the seasons before. Winter lasts until March? Summer doesn't begin until late June??? I just always figured that the seasons were kind of... off. Maybe so they'd match up with the solstices? Honestly, I never really gave it very much thought. Even in Sacramento, where we have something approaching

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05838898664836992016noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121421293896443099.post-66553979301951429502008-06-08T03:09:00.000-07:002008-06-08T03:31:49.204-07:00

Last night I went out to dinner, which is not something I do very frequently. It's expensive and generally I enjoy the food I cook just as well. But it is nice to have someone wait on you and do the dishes. So anyway, I was out having dinner. Quite embarassingly, this was an "american" themed restaurant, but that's the only place you can go for a real steak or some ribs. Not to mention the free

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05838898664836992016noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121421293896443099.post-37157401716149249322008-06-06T09:03:00.000-07:002008-06-06T10:18:21.621-07:00

This past week our apartment was struck by the plague. Miraculously, I managed to escape virtually unscathed, with only a day or so of runny nose to complain about. It must be something about my crap diet and complete lack of exercise that gives me such an impenetrable immune system. Although I was lucky to be spared, being the only well one in a house of death and disease leaves one with some

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05838898664836992016noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121421293896443099.post-67500447552194866672008-05-31T13:52:00.000-07:002010-11-08T08:34:12.802-08:00

It’s been a very rainy spring here in Madrid. Very. Rainy. Everyone spent so much time warning me about the freezing cold winter (which I thought was rather mild) and the burning hot summer (I’m still waiting) but they somehow neglected to mention the months of rain. Being left to my own devices for a few days, the weekend of my birthday of all times, I decided to find some sunshine, so I headed

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Hello everyone and thanks for all of my birthday wishes! I had a pretty good day, although pretty "normal" (just how I like it) and had Galician octopus for dinner. It seems like it's been weeks since it stopped raining in Madrid and, since I've been left to my own devices for a few days, I decided to take off and find some sunshine. So here I am in Granada, which is in Andalusia, a region of

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05838898664836992016noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121421293896443099.post-76874092898874932542008-05-19T04:17:00.000-07:002010-11-09T00:26:41.413-08:00

**Warning! Extremely long post follows!** Please forgive the tardiness of this report. I returned safely from Marrakesh on Tuesday night but have been too lazy to write what I imagine is going be a very long post back to the folks at home. Especially since Madrid has been celebrating the day of its patron saint, San Isidro, all week. Saints’ days are incredibly important in Spain; each city and

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05838898664836992016noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121421293896443099.post-8909329981989426852008-05-09T09:29:00.000-07:002008-05-09T09:35:27.750-07:00

I'm headed off to Marrakesh (or Marrakech, depending who you ask) in a few hours. I'll be back Tuesday night, so stay tuned Wednesday for a very special double issue!

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Puffs of pollen in the breezeSpring is in the airAchoo! Need more claritin.

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I may have written previously about the somewhat eccentric, arguably barbaric eating habits the Spanish often have. However, since Spain and food are two of my favorite topics, it's hard to ever stray too far from that central theme. Coming from America, the land of milk, honey, and a firm belief that whatever we eat should not in any way resemble something that was once alive, Spanish eating

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05838898664836992016noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121421293896443099.post-79802607216840268002008-04-17T07:26:00.001-07:002008-04-17T08:39:35.079-07:00

It has been brought to my attention that I haven't posted anything lately. Some of you may have noticed the change, but don't feel bad if you didn't. In fact, I can't really say even I was aware of this fact except in an abstract way or, even more surprisingly, that I had such a loyal readership who would notice such things. Merry Christmas and Happy New Year everyone! It has been 4 months since

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05838898664836992016noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121421293896443099.post-35151170572815279262007-12-10T08:45:00.000-08:002007-12-10T08:49:22.813-08:00

Sorry I haven't posted lately, the time has just been flying by. Or something. You all probably know that I'm returning to the states tomorrow for the holiday season, so I probably won't be posting for a while because I'll be seeing you instead :)Merry Christmas and Happy New Year

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This weekend we went into town for some authentic American BBQ at Alfredo's. In the states Alfredo may specialize predominately in pasta and pizza, but in Madrid he does BBQ. It was a massive feast. We couldn't fit all of our plates on the table. People were starting to look and make comments. Amazingly, though, I managed to eat the whole thing. Afterwards, we headed to Madrid's version of

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It's getting to be more like winter here all the time. So far, I've spent the day wearing my thickest sweater and huddling under a blanket while gripping a mug of hot instant coffee (mmm...) or, as my digestive system can only take so much caffeine, hot water. There is a radiator of some sort in my room but, being from California, I have no idea how to work it and am afraid that I will melt my

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05838898664836992016noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121421293896443099.post-11450737351989579282007-11-12T10:01:00.001-08:002007-11-12T10:14:15.181-08:00

Hello all - Everything is going well here, but it turns out that everyone isn't as lucky. Apparently (or I suppose half my readership already knows this... haha - I need to work on expanding my readership so these actually have a point) my grandfather was involved in an accident as he walked across the Wendy's parking lot a few days ago - he was ran over and then backed back over. For those of

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05838898664836992016noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121421293896443099.post-75581421025213697642007-11-09T06:36:00.000-08:002010-11-09T00:39:45.484-08:00

Calm your fears! Just a little post to let y'all know I'm still alive over here. Things have been going well... We've had two Spanish national holidays in the past two weeks - these people sure do love their holidays. And no, Halloween was not one of them. In the spirit of spreading American culture, I did purchase and carve one of the pumpkins they had on display in the grocery store. It was

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05838898664836992016noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121421293896443099.post-91628927454736583922007-10-29T06:18:00.000-07:002007-10-29T08:04:05.963-07:00

Sorry I haven't been posting very often lately, but I have kind of been at a loss as to what to write about. It's kind of amazing how little one can have to say when they spend the majority of the day doing nothing. I should have plenty of time to think of interesting, compelling topics. Unfortunately, the last couple of years have taught me that I am not exactly what one would call an "idea

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05838898664836992016noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121421293896443099.post-8498246902949951772007-10-19T09:19:00.000-07:002010-11-09T00:47:06.443-08:00

Hello all - Today I thought I would try to introduce you to my home. The smallest room ever This is an, admittedly poor, photo I took attempting to show the teeny-tinyness of my room. Unfortunately, even when sitting in the very corner, there isn't much to see except for the wall. On the left you can see my window, which is very nice and almost half the size of the room. Next to the window

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05838898664836992016noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121421293896443099.post-84349055896393627862007-10-12T02:14:00.001-07:002007-10-12T02:48:24.699-07:00

As you should know by now, I am back in España after a 2 month hiatus. I arrived safely on Wednesday afternoon after a fairly uneventful flight. The first leg, from LA to London, took only 10 hours and the time passed relatively quickly thanks to the wonder that is on demand entertainment. I can´t remember what people did before this marvelous invention. Probably read or engage in some other,

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05838898664836992016noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121421293896443099.post-88637417970830828112007-07-29T20:09:00.000-07:002007-07-29T20:16:38.530-07:00

I finally got up the will to go through the pictures and post some online after being home for 5 days. Sometimes we just need some time to decompress after our relaxation. Not that I'm ready to reenter civilization or anything. Anyway, if anyone is interested, you can see some pictures at the following links:http://usc.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2154943&l=e87f0&id=3401409http://usc.facebook.com/

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I was informed that my 10 day absence might have been worrisome to some of my more devoted followers, so I thought I would add a short post letting everyone know that I am safe and sound at home in America. Kate and I spent the last week and a half bumming around Santiago, punctuated most notably by several unfortunate run-ins with an old Spanish woman who was not at all happy about our

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05838898664836992016noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121421293896443099.post-90289724517707484802007-07-14T02:54:00.000-07:002007-07-14T03:11:10.819-07:00

We made it! We are currently sitting in an internet cafe in the beach town of Finisterre - traditionally known as the end of the world because it is the westernmost point in this region of Spain. We arrived in Santiago on the 9th, but I was too busy celebrating to find any internet. On the 11th we resumed our walk - intensely - and covered the last 90 kilometers in only 3 days, arriving here at

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05838898664836992016noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121421293896443099.post-75490244637973236202007-07-06T06:54:00.000-07:002007-07-06T07:15:02.851-07:00

We are in Melide, a town about 50 kilometers outside of Santiago, for the night. To us it seems like a huge city - it even has a supermarket (possibly more than one) with an actual variety of foods, something truly rare on the camino - and we spent an hour or so earlier in a cool bar that played some really good music. Since we don't have any music of our own, we are suckers for music at bars and

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Sorry it's been so long since my last post - the internet has been eluding my grasp lately. This may have something to do with the fact that we have been taking it entirely too easy the past few days and usually roll into our destination city at around 8 or 9 - leaving little time for finding internet.Today Kate and I arrived in the town of Sarria, which is in the Spanish region of Galicia, and

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05838898664836992016noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121421293896443099.post-66173802757462425662007-06-24T05:14:00.002-07:002007-06-24T05:29:47.909-07:00

I just figured out that people have been commenting on this and I may have been kind of rude in not responding - sorry! I wasn´t ignoring you or anything, I just figured I would be notified if anyone commented. Anyway, glad to know you´re all following my adventure. There are tons of "old people" since it is actually mainly old people. We are a rarity here, which we didn´t necessarily expect.

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05838898664836992016noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121421293896443099.post-43566913720787681972007-06-24T05:08:00.000-07:002007-06-24T05:09:08.532-07:00

Hello again from sunny Espana - we finally had a really warm day after a week or so of rain, clouds, and relative cold. We are officially over halfway to Santiago from where we started in France - which is kind of weird to fathom. It isn´t that hard to appreciate our accomplishment each day, in fact sometimes it seems rather miniscule since we could drive the same distance in a matter of minutes.

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05838898664836992016noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121421293896443099.post-85041655210623499772007-06-20T09:33:00.000-07:002007-06-20T09:44:03.779-07:00

It is kind of a surreal experience trying to keep this blog up since I never have time to go back and see what I´ve already written about. Instead I have to try to remember what I have and have not ever gotten around to mentioning, which is usually less than ideal. Anyway, Kate and I were discussing earlier, as we do almost every day, how weird it is to be here but in a completely normal way.

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Yay! I have internet again! Although I only have 5 minutes right now, so this will be short. All is well here in Espana. Kate and I made it to a little town called Carrion de los Condes today and are now about 3 days outside of Leon, which is a pretty major city on the route. At this rate we should have plenty of time to get to the beach and back before we have to leave. I thought I might take

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Currently at a cafe about 35 miles west of Logrono, where we spent 2 days. It was the town´s fiesta, so we spent some time celebrating with Logronoans and our new pilgrim friends while spending the nights camping in a field outside of the city. Unfortunately, camping entailed hiking into waist deep brush and attempting to clear a relatively flat area on which to pitch our tents. And this was Kate

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First, in response to a few questions: Its hard to say exactly how warm it gets because I only ever see the temp in celcius and I´m not sure of the conversion, but I think it can get to about 85 or 90 in the afternoon, with not a lot of humidity, but it feels pretty hot when youre walking for 7 hours with 17 pounds on your back. A lot of the walk is through plains now, too, which means there isnt

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05838898664836992016noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121421293896443099.post-34895028099037711242007-06-06T08:39:00.000-07:002007-06-06T08:47:32.088-07:00

I managed to find my way to one of these funny internet booths two days in a row, so I thought I would just post a quick note. The internet seems to be pretty common and we are able to get it at almost all of the hostels. The weather is finally getting hot and we will probably have to start walking earlier or taking a siesta in the middle of the day, as is the Spanish custom. It also means that

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Hello from Cizur Menor, a small town outside of Pamplona. Today was our fourth official day of trekking and we appear to have finally made it through the mountains. Now we have the right to brag forever about how we once hiked through the Pyrenees. The weather has just gotten quite hot and we seem to have come down to the agricultural plains. The pilgrim experience has been a rather communal

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In preparation for The Trek, Kate and I have been doing a lot of urban trekking in the last few days. On Tuesday we walked around London for about 6 hours. Although we were mainly wandering aimlessly, we managed to stumble upon many of the famous sights - Buckingham Palace, Big Ben, etc. - and, in a more even happy coincidence, managed to wander into a lovely area virtually devoid of tourists and

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Well, here I am. I've made it. And assuming that Kate didn't miss her plane or anything, we are well on our way to beginning the walk, but still at least 3 or four days away. My bag is already very heavy... The plane ride was relatively uneventful, except for the unfortunate fact that the food made me sick, which made the flight significantly less enjoyable. But it's all part of the adventure, I

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As you probably already know by now, I am spending this summer walking. Almost every day for as long as it takes I will wake up, roll up my sleeping bag, and walk between 10 and 15 miles a day, depending. In my backpack, which can't weigh more than 15 pounds, will be everything I need (hopefully).The route we will be traveling is known as el Camino de Santiago de Compostela. After flying to

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