Not All Those Who Wander Are Lost

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Not All Those Who Wander Are Lost

• How My Grouchy Observations Became a Travelogue

Mary Julkowski
LIBR 500 Foundations of Information Technology
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Foundations of Travel

• My life of travel began with my family
• Exploring Minnesota
• 2 week road trips
• 35 states visited
• Favorite family
• destinations
• Pacific Northwest
• Mountains
• Ocean
• Frankly, any place that isnt flat and completely
  land-locked

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Traveling of My Own Accord

• Then I decided to strike out on my own
• Study Abroad - 2003
• Vienna, Austria
• London, England
• ESL Teacher - 2005
• Prague, Czech Rp.
• Hangzhou, China
• Volunteer - 2007
• Cuzco, Peru

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Writing Stuff Down

• I got in the habit of writing when I got my
  first diary at 8 years old. I knew whatever I
  wrote in it must be important, because it had a
  lock.
• I continued hand-written journaling until the
  early 2000s, when a friend introduced me to
  Livejournal.
• Although I wrote about traveling in my
  Livejournal, I decided to create a more focused
  travelogue with Blogger.

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Lets Take a Look

• at some blog excerpts!

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October 13th, 2004

• But it's not all bad news, campers, there is a
  positive aspect. London has such beautiful men.
  Not like my guy-peer men but the suit-wearing,
  fancy tie, wrist watch that I could wear as a
  choker kind of men. They are very pretty to look
  at. I suppose some of them find it pretty to look
  in a mirror, as well.

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October 19th, 2004

• Is this city a dirty HOLE? Yes. Will it run me
  broke? Most likely. Will it get me some fab
  international guy? Not necessarily. Will it leave
  me lacking in wanting to express myself? Never.

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March 11th, 2005
A note from Florence, Italy

• Went to a sculpture museum, saw Donatello's
  David. Also saw these 2 relief works by Ghiberti
  and Brunelleschi they are a big deal in the art
  world. Know what is painful? Listening to what
  other onlookers say to each other when looking at
  the art. They pronounce the artists names wrong
  and spew incorrect facts about the art they are
  looking at. That, or else they have the most
  inane conversations around the most beautiful
  objects in the western world. It makes me want to
  unleash an emotional break down in the middle of
  all the inane viewing, you know, wailing and
  primal screaming then stand up, title my
  enactment, and thank everyone for participating
  in my performance art.

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March 14th, 2005

• I walked across Pisa, because the train station
  is actually not near the Leaning Tower. Thought
  the town was empty was excited. Got to the
  piazza where the tower and a church and
  baptistery are located, and I thought I took a
  wrong turn in the Mediterranean and ended up at
  EPCOT

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Continued

• Disney Italia. There were so many people! Why
  didn't I see that on the train? Where did these
  people come from? And I asked myself, How did
  they get here? (Talking Heads reference... Never
  mind)

It was over-whelming. A lot. I took 4 pictures
and walked back to the train station.
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May 5th, 2005

• "Who's gone and nicked their own hole punch?! Who
  took their hole punch, and put it back in their
  bag?! Whose do you think it is, YOURS?!"
• - Tom, looking for a hole punch

My ESL training course in Prague has taught me
key elements of language education, booze, and
the territorial nature of office supply
ownership. -Me
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September 21st, 2005
Regarding My Bicycle Crash in China

• I started with a you F! but noticed that
  there were 2 traffic cops and many witnesses who
  started making a scene. The irresponsible scooter
  man was being yelled at and it was clear he was
  at fault. I was still sitting on the ground. I
  decided it was best to keep my mouth shut and let
  everyone see me as the victim I was. It worked. I
  got up and the cops directed me to a bike repair
  nook around the corner. They made gestures at me,
  assumingly asking if I was injured. And I did it
  hao... hao. Id said good. Powerful.

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October 1st, 2006

• They put on a funny little skit where the host
  lady, standing on the ground, asked him why he
  was climbing that pole and asked if he was crazy.
  

Guy on pole yells, "I'm not crazy, I'M CANADIAN!"
The crowd went wild, of course.
-On how a lumberjack show at Grouse Mountain
indoctrinated me for the Canadian psyche
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November 10th, 2006

• Standing on a corner, I heard a woman speaking
  Chinese and then say COACH and I looked at her
  and said, Coach? Lo started walking and said,
  We're following this guy, which was pretty
  vague, so I just followed her. Indeed the guy
  lead us to some building door, asked how many of
  us there were and then lead us up a flight of
  stairs into a sweatshop. I kid you not. It wasn't
  as hot as I would imagine a sweatshop to be.
• Clearly, I'm quite sheltered.
• - About buying (illegal) designer knock-offs in
  Manhattan

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June 23rd, 2007

• The nurse had to draw blood and after a jab in
  each forearm, realized I was so dehydrated that
  she wasn't going to find a vein that way. She
  jabbed me in the veins on the inside of my left
  wrist (M F THAT HURTS) and then I got
  my IV in my right hand. Something about the IV in
  my hand, wheeling the IV stand to the bathroom,
  made me feel like Mr. Burns from The Simpsons.
  The doctor came back the next day and told me
  that yes, I had Salmonella as he had expected,
  but I also had a parasite called Giardia.
• Two at once. My talents are endless, aren't
  they.
• On being admitted to a Peruvian hospital

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June 11th, 2007

• The van stopped and a little boy comes and
  plays some peak a boo with me out of the back
  window. Then he was gone, so I said I wonder
  where he went and one of the girls said Oh,
  he's on your right now. Even with that
  information it startled me and I SCREAMED.

Which caused a chain reaction of a dozen women
screaming in the van. That little boy had QUITE
the laugh. I bet he went home and told his mom I
scared a van full of gringas today!
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Getting Published!

• Traveling and writing lead to getting published
  in the Vancouver Sun in October of 2006

The children in Pumamarca are really the heart
of Peru's Challenge and were my biggest
inspiration. They literally greet the volunteers
with hugs and kisses every day, are extremely
curious about what the volunteers are doing and
try to get involved and learn as much as they
can.
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Where Will I Go Next?