I am traveling alone through the islands of Hawaii and I am a young woman. I am not worrying about getting raped every moment of my journey, unlike writer Tara Burton, who wrote about her fears in an article for Salon called “Dangers of Traveling While Female.” I don’t feel as if my life or body is in any imminent danger simply because I’m in new surroundings with people I may not know. After all, it has usually been in the most familiar places back home — my residential neighborhood, at school or local night clubs — where I have been stalked, street harassed or treated like an object.
While traveling, I don’t feel as if the likelihood of such dangerous encounters increase. As a matter of fact, oftentimes, I feel safer. When people hear that I am traveling alone, they seem to feel a sense of responsibility and concern for my safety and well-being. They take an immediate interest in my boldness; and all of a sudden, I become a woman worth protecting. Keep reading »
The Bandra Ohm residential building in Mumbai, India, which will begin construction next year, will include a private balcony pool for each its 100 condos. Each 70-square-foot pool will be made of aquarium-grade acrylic and feature a view of the ocean and nearby marina, but it’s also mildly terrifying. Sure, it’s a trade-up from the obnoxious crowds at your average pool, but you’re basically chilling in open air several stories above the ground. What if the balcony glass breaks? What if you’re terrified of heights? What if the water leaks somehow or your upstairs neighbor’s pool collapses onto yours? Can that thing survive a hurricane? No matter how safely that pool is built, these kinds of scenarios will haunt the dreams of even the most carefree resident. Keep reading »
On the morning of New Year’s Day, the Grand Canyon received a perfect dusting of crisp snow, transforming the already-gorgeous park into a wintry paradise. National Park Service staff members captured stunning photos of the snowstorm’s aftermath including panorama shots, which you can see more of here. What a magical start to the year! [Neatorama] [Images via Grand Canyon National Park]
Gallup’s annual worldwide End Of Year survey interviewed over 64,000 people from 65 countries and asked them, among other things, whether they were happy with their lives. Despite how terribly world events played out in 2014, the world was 10 percent happier than in 2013, with 70 percent of participants reporting that they’re pleased with their lives! This week I’d been feeling less optimistic than usual about the whole New Year’s shebang, and news like this is exactly what I needed to hear to feel a bit brighter about 2015. Even more awesome is that only six percent of participants said they were unhappy with their lives, which is an improvement from the 12 percent who said so last year. The survey also discovered the happiest and unhappiest countries in the world. I’d assumed the happiest country would be someplace like Sweden or Denmark that always seems to rank high in well-being studies. As it would happen, the answer is even more obvious than that — paradise!
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I’m gonna tell you some cute stories about my nephews! I got to Texas yesterday morning to visit my family for Christmas. I’ve got three nephews who are better than anyone else’s kids, ever, in every single way, especially in cuteness.
The first thing my middle, four-year-old nephew did when I got in the car was ask, “Aunt Becca? How is Uncle?” By that he meant my boyfriend Michael, to whom he has never referred as “uncle” but I guess that’s a thing now (it was SO SWEET). In what I can vouch for as a complete and total accident, the eldest, 10-year-old nephew saw one of his unwrapped Christmas presents (it wasn’t very well-hidden), and was so wracked with guilt over having seen it that he decided he had to tell his parents. And the youngest, two-year-old nephew figured out how to get out of his crib and has been torturing my sister and brother-in-law at bedtime, but last night he decided he had to get out of his bed to give me a hug goodnight. They’re all way too adorable for words.
And, of course, the two-year-old is sick with a cold. I forgot to bring preparatory materials, so I’ll be sick with a cold too. I’m using my poor planning skills to help all of you other people who spend 60 percent of your time alone and another 35 percent of your time around healthy adults to make last-minute adjustments to your packing lists. Keep reading »
You get off the airplane and into the backseat of your dad’s car and say to yourself, “Why the heck did I ever leave this place?” Everything is exactly how you remember it.
Your childhood room is still stuffed with decorations from sophomore year of high school. A ratty desktop computer with dial up Internet, a wall lined with Clay Aiken posters, Bop Bop a giraffe stuffed animal that looks like it’s been through a war. That shopping center down the street still has your favorite Italian restaurant, where the garlic rolls are served with steam sliding off the top. And any drive around town has you passing by spots where you spent late nights loitering with friends. Read more on Huffington Post Women…