Irreverent responses from our favourite travel ninjas.
Title/bio: Creator of The Everywhereist,
a love letter to her jet setting husband and travel blog for the accidentally
Twitter/website: @Everywhereist| The Everywhereist
Born in: Seattle, Washington
Currently living in: Seattle, Washington
would you rather be right now?
For the first time in weeks, I'm home. I can't think of a better place
to be right now, except perhaps my bed.
person (dead or alive, real or fictional) you’d most like to go on a trip with?
Dracula. Mostly because I want to see if the undead have to go through
the same airport security measures as the rest of us. Would they allow him to
take his fangs onto the plane?
must-see you think is actually a “must skip”:
The Clink Museum in London – I
thought it was going to be an actual museum, but it's sort of a strange, cheesy
haunted house. When I visited there was a little girl clutching her mother,
whispering to herself, "I have to be brave. I have to be brave". That
part was absolutely delightful.
asks what’s #1 on your list of places you want to go before you die. But what’s
I had surgery this summer to remove a brain tumour, and prior to it my
husband and I talked about all the places we would visit if my tumour was, in
fact, cancerous. I realised that I had seen a lot of the places that I had
wanted to, including Venice and Sydney – it seems I love cities on water. Number
three on my list would have to be Angkor Wat
in Cambodia. I get a kick out of just saying the name. It sounds like a
conversation: "Angkor... wat?"
5. You’d be
mortified if people knew you did what when you travelled?
I overpack, especially when it comes to lingerie. I once brought 12
pairs of underwear for a week-long trip. I still don't quite know what I was
most stranded, “oh-my-[deity]” travel moment:
My husband and I were once staying in a "green" hotel in
Manhattan. Everything about it was eco-friendly, right down to the low-flow
toilet. At some point, the toilet clogged. And then it started to back up.
Slowly, the bowl began to fill. I have never been more terrified. I actually had a moment when the
putrid water began rising that I thought, “we should just run. Leave all our
things in the room, change our identities, and flee to some far off land.”
I'll skip over some of the ghastlier details, but needless to say, I stayed and
fought the battle.
7. Best (or
worst) person/people you’ve had to sit next to while travelling:
I've been lucky – I tend to sit next to rather lovely people. Often
times, it's my husband. That said, I once sat in front of a woman who decided
to use my arm rest to prop up her bare feet. I stared at them blankly for a few
seconds – they were somewhat neglected, hygienically speaking – trying to
figure out what to do. Tickling them was out of the question, as that
would involve physical contact. So, instead, I
just took a bunch of photos and wrote about them on my blog.
Strangest meal abroad:
I grew up in an Italian household, so I'm not terribly afraid of organ
meat, snouts, tails or massive amounts of garlic. This means that most of the
meals I encounter abroad – even those that tend to horrify my travel companions
– don't really faze me all that much. Still, I would have to say that the
guinea pig that we ate in Peru was one of the high points of my gastronomic
adventures. It was quite delicious.
someone was visiting your town, what’s the one thing you’d show them?
I would have to go with the Pike
Place Market. It's an absolutely iconic part of Seattle,
it's open every day, and the water views are stunning. If you can only see one
thing in Seattle, see the market.
Travel-related invention you wish existed:
On a near daily basis, I lament the fact that teleporters have yet to be
invented. Isn't the future supposed to be now?
Material thing you miss the most when away from home:
My bedroom slippers. There isn't ever room in my suitcase to pack them,
so they have to remain at home while I tread across frigid hotel bathroom
Do the 10lb I gained from eating copious amounts of schnitzel in Munich
count as a souvenir? If so, that.
celebrity encounter while travelling:
Once, while walking in Manhattan, I saw Patrick Breen. He’s done a lot
of work on and off Broadway, but I recognised him from when he played an alien
in the film Galaxy Quest
(the one who idolised Alan Rickman’s character). I desperately wanted to
scream, “By Grabthar’s hammer, you will be avenged”, but sadly, I lost my
unusual item you have travelled with:
I once had a large stick of salami in my refrigerator and since I was going
to visit family in California that evening, I decided I should take it down with
me. So I flew down to San Diego with salami in my purse. That sounds like a
euphemism for something rather untoward, but I swear it was very innocent.
mode of transport you’ve taken:
I would have to say the Roosevelt Island Tramway, which
travels between Roosevelt Island and Manhattan. It takes you high up over the
water, and the views of the city are unparalleled. Except for the occasional
King Kong attack, it’s a great trip.
place you don’t want anyone to know about but are willing to divulge here:
It would have to be the small town of Ashland. It's located in southern
Oregon, near the California border, and is positively picturesque. It's covered
in vineyards and rolling hills, and home to a rather amazing theatre scene and
some excellent restaurants.
Travel-related film or book that inspires you to pack your bags:
Absolutely anything by Bill Bryson. The man is brilliant and so darn funny.
18. Lay on us a priceless bit of travel advice
Over tip everyone, wear a cross-body bag and
take more photos than you could reasonably justify.