Wednesday, March 25, 2015

Traveling the World's 10 Happiest Countries


CNN released a list of travel spots in the ten happiest places on earth a few days ago, and it just furthers my desire to plan a trip to Scandinavia one summer day. Visiting Iceland several winters ago (see the image above) was wonderful, and I'd love to visit Norway one day soon.

Thanks to Danielle for sharing this with me!

Tuesday, March 24, 2015

The Expansionist (The Traveled Man) by Francis Davis Millet


I've thought of this painting often, probably at least once a fortnight, since we saw it at the High Museum in December. The Expansionist (The Traveled Man) was painted by Francis Davis Millet in 1899, thirteen years before his death on the Titanic and shortly after the Spanish-American War.

I'm glad I photographed the wall text (the High Museum has great wall text) because there isn't much information available about it online. (I really want to read this paper. Reach out if you're reading this, Samantha Scoggins of the Georgia Writers Museum! How did I not know that existed?) According to the High Museum:

"The Expansionist was painted soon after Millet returned from extensive travel in East Asia and the Philippines, where he served as a newspaper correspondent during the Spanish-American War. Set in the Elizabethan parlor of his English home, the painting epitomizes the interest in 'bygone days' that characterizes much art of this time. But the underlying association of the spoils of travel (many of which can be seen in this tableau) with the spoils of war gave the image topicality in 1899, when the United States was grappling with its new international power and imperialist ambitions. Regarded as the masterpiece of Millet's mature career, The Expansionist was critically acclaimed at several international exhibitions."

I think it's stuck with me both because it's so beautiful, and because it reminds me of how I want to live my tourist-life. If my travel can't actively help the place I'm visiting, the very least I can do is no harm, and not go about my trips like a collector of oddities.

Friday, March 20, 2015

{This Moment}

A Friday ritual inspired by Amanda Soule & many others.
Please feel free to share a link to your own moment in the comments.

Recap of this week on Not Intent On Arriving: 
Writing Elsewhere: 

I hope you have a great weekend! I've gone out every single night this week (and have plans for tonight), so I'm hoping to keep the weekend pretty low-key. I'm taking a Tree Identification class on Saturday, and then otherwise, I just want to get caught up on my benefits and some LNL work. Whoo!

Tuesday, March 17, 2015

New Job

It's been a busy March! In addition to the normal hubbub of life (and oh, there's been a lot of hubbub) and getting our domestic partnership, I also started a new job last week! I'm not comfortable sharing too many details online just yet, but if you're interested, shoot me an email and I'll fill you in.

In the meantime, I just wanted to share a few images from my new office and neighborhood. As I'm sure you can imagine, it was very difficult to leave my former position, which I loved so much, but things in my new position have been great so far, and I'm really looking forward to all the new opportunities this opens up for me!



Monday, March 9, 2015

Life List - Get a Domestic Partnership

Roger and I have been talking about getting a domestic partnership basically since we moved in together three and a half years ago, and then, ya know. Never did. Until Friday!


We waited until the last possible minute, as usual. I'm about to start a new job, where he'll likely get on my health insurance, and where I can't take any time off until September. Since the city clerks' offices in New York are only open 8:30-3:30pm, that means we would have to come in to work late or take a day off. Since Roger will probably need to get on my insurance before September, on Thursday night, we realized we absolutely had to do it the next morning, and so we did.

You know my habit of taking my camera everywhere with me? Somehow, in our rush to get everything organized and done, I left mine at home, so all we have are our memories and some blurry cellphone pictures, but I think that's more than enough.

On line to get in through security

On line to fill out our application



"Because now I'm your property, see?!"

That night, we had dinner at Danielle's, and she kindly took some pictures of us because the one we took at the clerk's office was blurry. (We asked a nearby groom and he seemed to be a little nervous. I love that one, too, and am planning to frame it.)



Somehow, despite generally being a little bit more of the romantic in our relationship, I was all business about it, and Roger was the one who brought home champagne and keeps calling me "partner" every morning. I'm so glad he's mine.

Friday, March 6, 2015

{This Moment}

A Friday ritual inspired by Amanda Soule & many others.
Please feel free to share a link to your own moment in the comments.

Recap of this week on Not Intent On Arriving: 
  • Roger got a tattoo two weeks ago!
  • And a week later, I turned 29
  • With no upcoming Wednesday Writers (let me know if you want to be interviewed!), I decided to try something new on Wednesday and yesterday, and posted excerpts from a few interesting articles I've been reading. 
Writing Elsewhere: 
  • Over on my website, I recapped the panel I spoke on earlier in February, about entry level jobs.
  • I may have mentioned them here earlier, but I also interviewed mensah demary and James McCorkle last month for Late Night Conversation.
I hope you have a great weekend! It's supposed to be a cold one here in NY, so I'm planning on a lot of relaxation and maybe a museum or two.

Thursday, March 5, 2015

DRD4-7R - The Wanderlust Gene

“No other mammal moves around like we do,” says Svante Pääbo, a director of the Max Planck Institute for Evolutionary Anthropology in Leipzig, Germany, where he uses genetics to study human origins. “We jump borders. We push into new territory even when we have resources where we are. Other animals don’t do this. Other humans either. Neanderthals were around hundreds of thousands of years, but they never spread around the world. In just 50,000 years we covered everything. There’s a kind of madness to it. Sailing out into the ocean, you have no idea what’s on the other side. And now we go to Mars. We never stop. Why?”



From "Restless Genes" by David Dobbs.

Wednesday, March 4, 2015

The Taxonomy of Travelers

"In the taxonomy of travelers, the word “explorer” suggests a morally superior pioneer, a man or woman who braves the battle against nature to discover new terrain, expanding our species’ understanding of the world. “Adventurer,” by contrast, implies a self-indulgent adrenaline junkie, who scares loved ones by courting puerile risk. The former, obviously, is the far better title, but it’s tough to claim these days. The world is Google-mapped. Reaching the actual virgin territory of space or the deep ocean requires resources that few possess. In short, the noble fig leaf of terra incognita has fallen away and laid bare the peripatetic, outsize bravado of Scott’s kindred spirits. The resulting itineraries are pretty strange."


From "The Woman Who Walked 10,000 Miles" by Elizabeth Weil

Tuesday, March 3, 2015

Weekend Wanderings - My 29th Birthday

I turned 29 last Saturday, and celebrated it with a hometown lunch with my parents at the Carriage Housen (their chicken and waffle sandwich was incredible), an art opening at the Neuberger Museum of Art with Roger, and the world's best pie with cider at Mary's with Danielle. I also decided that I am straight up not making any goals for the last year of my 20s. Fuck 30 before 30. I have enough goals without worrying if I'm going to make it to Morocco in the next twelve months. (I hope I will. But I'm not writing that down anywhere.)







Sunday was all about cleaning, prepping for the week (my last at work - more on that soon!), and catching mice. We caught two. Thanks for the help, Virginia Woolf.



Monday, March 2, 2015

Weekend Wanderings - Tattoo at Three Kings

Roger got a new tattoo (his second) at Three Kings on February 22nd. I was pretty surprised, because he told me the night before and I spent months agonizing over decisions way less painful and way less permanent than getting a tattoo, but that's my MO and not his, so we trekked out in the snow to Williamsburg and he got it done as a walk-in.

I was basically a giant ball of anxiety (when am I not, let's be real) and was all, wait, do you seriously want to let a man whose entire office is covered in print outs of a photo of the clown from "It" mark your body for the rest of eternity, but it looks pretty cool in the end.

Here are some pictures.