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A Freshly Pressed Recap - Survival Guide

First of all I must give thanks once again to my amazing followers and WP friends for your support long before the de-facto lottery win last week. Without you I would never have been in a position to have been chosen to be Freshly Pressed.

I also want to welcome again all new followers to The Blissful Adventurer and thank you for your curiosity and interest in this work that I call a career. I hope you will stay with our journey here as we are going to exciting places and sharing the inner workings of Sicily, Bandol in France, Cambodia, Thailand, and more of the wondrous state of Colorado in the coming calendar year. In addition to real life experiences I will always be penning some edgy fiction from each of our destinations including the series on Piedmont, Italy which continues tomorrow.

In almost every sense the posting of my blog on FP was a boon; however, I want to tell a little bit about the process as I am confident those of you who have not yet been FPed will be.

  1. I learned that I had been FPed at around noon last Thursday from that point until about 3PM yesterday all things I had planned, all responsibility to my own established routine, and all detailed bits of writing I had expected to pen completely ceased.

  2. My email inbox on Thursday and Friday swelled by 10-15 notifications every 10 minutes. Of course I could have ignored this and pushed forward as planned but I knew this was a rare opportunity to gain support. My long-term goals for this blog are to assist me to being published and establish a base of wonderful friends and connections around the world. This was what I wanted and therefore I had to diligently respond to every single like, follow, comment, and/or query.

  3. What surprised me the most was that in all of this over 4 full days there was only 1 comment I could not publish as I deemed it combative and out-of-place with our constructive forum. I assumed there would be many along these lines and was pleasantly surprised there were not.

  4. In all I believe over the 4 days if my email serves me well that I received close to 2500 notes in my inbox and through 9pm last night I had addressed all but a few stragglers left for this morning. In essence, I slept little, ate when I had to, and lived here at the desk. This is why I am writing to you all today. If you wish for this (and I sure as hell did) know that it will come with preparation and life altering akin to a colonoscopy. By yesterday I had it in mind that my 4 month streak of continuous posts might end, and by the grace of God and the support of my wife I mustered a post I had planned to use while I was in Italy. Being Freshly Pressed will be exhausting. I would not trade it, and at the same time it was much more work than I anticipated. When this happens to you, take a deep breath, clear your schedule, and get ready to receive so many wonderful new people on your blogs.

  5. In the end I want and hope this little exposure bonus happens to all of my readers who want it. My work in no way was deserving of this fortune more than any of you. In many ways I have felt a little guilt for this gift from WP. This blog was before and continues to be a humbling exercise in the presence of wonderfully talented writers, travelers, photographers, craft makers, and cooks. We are all in this together and I cheer for each of you in my comments and my actions. You are the reasons The Blissful Adventurer is growing much more than anything I am doing.

My love and gratitude to you all. This is truly a blessed community.

Vi abbraccio,

Michael

tags: @blissadventure, adventure, Colorado, Freshly Pressed, Friends, Gratitude, Images, Italy, Juliet Housewright, Michael Housewright, the blissful adventurer, Travel, WordPress, WordPress family
Tuesday 04.24.12
Posted by Sarah Finger
 

A Creative Pause - Monday Morning Meditation

A stirring week of fortune has left me creatively bankrupt.

I seek home and the familiar places of solace.

Yet it has been some time since I knew this place on a map.

Perhaps I could sit here a bit and ponder

or walk along this road till I come upon something

under a great tree

maybe he will entice me to sit and chat

in the chapel alone with my thoughts free from

obligation and left only to newly remodeled creative space

tags: @blissadventure, adventure, Aqua Adventures, Blog, Hipstamatic, Houston, Images, Menil Collection, Michael Housewright, Photography, poetry, Rothko, Rothko Chapel, stories, Swing, Travel
Monday 04.23.12
Posted by Sarah Finger
 

Haiku Sunday - Day at the Museum (Hipstamatic)

sun shines brighter than

neon and for a much longer

period of lifetimes

Dear Adventurers and New Readers - On Sundays at TBA we do Haiku. The theme this week is part 2 of my Hipstamatic series in the old drug store. Please enjoy and feel free to share Haiku of your own in the comments.

Maybe I should

read this thought the author as he

snapped the photo

fleeting memories

of the day she fell hard and

took him with her

even brand new she

knew there was no market for her

wares in an unhappy place

ice skating over

the rabble of life we take

for granted the meek

stick'em up he said

becoming the violent man

on his 5th birthday

kind of like a barber

useful to an entire generation

now alone and shelved

crayons always drift

from box to box and sometimes

we find one we like

cowboys and indians

we learned this game long ago when

hate was not even known

loud is an emotion

one that stays with us and begs us

to get louder still

the fuel cells ready

the heat source coming to bear

death makes its rounds

funny even the saver

cannot be the savior as the sweet

moves to savory

a kite fight for life

on its flight filled with strife makes

one last swoop over him

he was scared as they

laid him on the table to insert the sheath

and wire to his heart

racism comes in many shapes

colors and flavors with no stone

left to turn away

diarrhea was

just a fact of life he thought turning

the capsule on a pink cocktail

on the runway there

is not time to consider the glue options

for pinning a stray breasts

presidents and their

wives must not know the reasons

they are not always loved

 

tags: @blissadventure, adventure, Aqua Adventures, Blog, Hipstamatic, Houston, Images, Menil Collection, Michael Housewright, Photography, poetry, Rothko, Rothko Chapel, stories, Swing, Travel
Monday 04.23.12
Posted by Sarah Finger
 

Saigon - City of Color

Saigon or Ho Chi Minh City as it is now formally called is easily one of the most vivacious places I have seen in my travels.

Rising from the ashes of war and abject poverty, Vietnam as a nation is firing on all cylinders. The changes in culture, quality of life, and wealth are all over Saigon.

This is a country that has gained almost 40 million people since the end of the war in 1975. These are industrious, friendly, and perhaps the happiest people I have encountered anywhere on the planet.

I was immediately taken with the people of Vietnam for another reason: food! This is a country of citizens that know how to eat and eat often. If you are a food person there are the great cities, New York, Paris, Rome, Hong Kong, Istanbul, and I must emphatically stamp Saigon on to that list. I ate here like a Roman emperor and yet in the humblest most un-fussy settings.

Fresh ingredients are not even a choice here, they are simply what are available. This little photo essay I am presenting today is about the colors of life in Saigon. Bold colors, warm, rich, and vivid in every way, life here is nearly electric.

The French left behind some lovely architecture and their own lovely traditions of food which have remained and improved in many ways.

This amazing little man comes to this post office daily as he has for 40+ years to help locals and visitors translate letters and documents. He speaks close to 10 languages and is a fixture of local culture since before the war.

FOOD

At this amazing restaurant in a former French plantation shit started getting serious

Nha Hang Ngon is a collection of talented street food vendors housed in a former French colonial palace. In essence there is a single menu from which one orders amazing local street foods and they are created by individual artisans and then brought to the table by universal servers. It is a genius concept and a place we could not resist.

There are food geeks who swear that there is better if you go ala carte along the streets, but on a 94 degree day the cool shade and the warm service give this place a charm and wondrous respite from the street chaos just outside. Keep in mind, I adore the chaos I sometimes prefer to eat my Bún Thịt Nướng without a side of exhaust. (the link is a helpful Wikipedia page with names and images of Vietnamese dishes)

THE CHINESE TEMPLE

The Chinese invaded Vietnam on several occasions and each time were ultimately driven out but bot before they left their colorful influence on Vietnamese culture.

STREET LIFE - PEOPLE - COFFEE

The smog is off the charts as there are reported to be 3+ million scooters in Saigon. Yet the people relax outside over very cold beers, chill out in coffee shops where the iced coffee - cà phê sữa đá is one of the great cold caffeine and sugar bombs of the world.

I have not had the privilege to ever visit a city quite like Saigon and I cannot wait to return where I surely will have more Blissful Adventures!

tags: @blissadventure, adventure, Hipstamatic, Houston, Huston’s Drug, Images, Michael Housewright, photo essay, Photography, stories, the blissful adventurer, Time Capsule, Travel, Tx, Saigon
Saturday 04.21.12
Posted by Sarah Finger
 

Lights in Silhouette - an homage to a little stream

Madness is a word we have left from the vernacular

and it is, without hyperbole, a descriptor,without equal

Just today the loneliest are left to insufferable fates

when it is true they are indeed mad

Not in anger were shots fired

nor in the corners where ragged dogs

vie for the attention of the weakest of men

It is in the common hours that madness claims

victims to ambition and those that advance

in the confident march 

Madness can just as well be considered the other

whilst the madman would suggest the opposite

In this charming hour I cannot make out the letters

nor the wrinkles, and not even the tone

So it shall be madness one more day

and that is how we prefer it

tags: @blissadventure, absurd, adventure, Michael Housewright, Photography, poetry, stories, the blissful adventurer, truth
Tuesday 04.17.12
Posted by Sarah Finger
 
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