The Monkey Nap was the first hostel I ever stayed in. Not just in Asia but in the entire world. The catchy name and pictures of smooth crisp linens reeled me in. I arrived completely unprepared and without a reservation at 1 in the morning. The desk attendant was a bit new and confused as to whether there was an available bed or not. It took about a half an hour to sort it out and ultimately she found an available space in the 6 bed girls only dorm room. I was very grateful to have a place to sleep but a little unnerved that the attendant didn’t know if there was space or not. The beds were just as comfortable as they had looked in the pictures and each one had a roll down curtain for privacy which I now consider a bit of a luxury feature in Southeast Asian hostels. Additionally there is an outlet and a light in every sleeping space. Lockers were provided and there was adequate space for personal items. The bathroom and shower stalls were kept clean and tidy during my stay. I never saw any sign of bed bugs, pests, or the cockroaches that plague Bangkok in the week that I stayed there.
And Fuck the National Park Service Too
If I hadn’t have had to take a shit so badly yesterday I wouldn’t have taken the exit. If I had left my friend’s house in DC 10 minutes later I would have missed my window of opportunity. And if I hadn’t have went to check in to the region on facebook I never would have seen that Shenandoah Valley Scenic Overlook Point on Google Maps. According to google the road was “closed”. But how closed was it really?
At 369.5 square acres Mt. Rainier National Park is not a quick drive through. So what do you do when all you have is three days? I spent three months working and living at Mt. Rainier. I’ve roamed the park at peak times and had miles completely to myself (and the critters). I know first hand what can make or break a vacation and your wallet. This guide is for the Southwest region of Mt. Rainier National Park and is designed to help you maximize your trip during the Spring, Summer, or beginning of Fall.
Working on an Orchard – Part One
An inside look on what it’s like to work as a seasonal agricultural worker.
A year ago I was desperate for seasonal work when a friend suggested I fly back to the East Coast to come pick apples with him. I didn’t want to leave Northwestern U.S. at the time so I said maybe next year. Every year he leaves his life in the city and spends the fall at Mack’s Apples. And every year he returns glowing so when I found myself back in New England working tirelessly to pay off previous debts I’d incurred and let’s face it, getting horribly out of shape I thought why not? I wasn’t ready for another big adventure far from my home base in Mass but New Hampshire would provide me with lots of new territory to explore while being close enough to visit my friends, but mostly my cat who’s been fighting off an infection for several months now. My mom has been graciously taking care of her in my absence and I have time off on the weekends to go check up on her.