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Dealing with Motion Sickness: Advice From a Recovering Sick Traveler

motion sicknessI travel for a living.  And I suffer.  Greatly.  Cars, boats, buses, trains, planes, even camels make me turn eight shades of green.  While my husband is pointing out beautiful scenery as we speed down the road, I grunt a response as I concentrate on not losing the fantastic lunch we had from a great local diner.

A few years ago I took non-drowsy Dramamine for a Trans-Atlantic flight.  I didn’t get sick.  But I also have no recollection of the several hour layover I had in Europe.  I remember taking off in DC and then nothing until I woke up when we started landing in Beirut.  Somewhere in there I changed planes.  This is no good when you travel alone.

Then I moved to Bonine.  This is a great little medicine that kept me from spewing my “gourmet” dinner all over the tiny bathroom.  But, it did make me tired.  Not sleepy enough to pass out like Dramamine, but still irritating.  This is why I only took it when I flew rather than when we were on a road trip or ferry ride.  So that left me to suffer on every other mode of transportation.

A few weeks ago I decided to try out Sea Bands.  I’m generally skeptical of things like this but I was desperate.  Travel is part of my life.  Spending a significant portion of it sick makes it a lot less enjoyable.  I put them on for several road trips my husband and I took through some mountains recently.  Normally this would set me over the edge.  But these magical little bracelets changed everything.  I was looking out the windows pointing out birds and seeing all the beauty of God’s creation.  And without any grogginess.


Now to see how they fair on planes.  Maybe I’ll actually be able to read!

What do you use for motion sickness?

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Riding Along in My Automobile: How to Learn a New City

ImageI had been in a new city for a few days learning my immediate neighborhood, figuring out how to buy groceries even though I didn’t speak any Arabic, and learning how to work my incredibly odd washing machine with all its strange buttons.

And now it was time to venture beyond the confines of my three block radius and get to know my new home.

This is not as easy as it sounds.
1. I don’t have a car.
2. I don’t speak the language.
3. All the maps are labeled wrong and about 25 out of date.

But, being the adventurous person I am, I took the proverbial bull by the horns and stared this challenge in the face.

I got on a servees.

A servees is the mass transit system for this city. Basically 10-25 people get on a 15 passenger van that has a set route, much like a bus would. The challenge is reading the long title of each servees line while it’s barreling down the street and getting on the right one going in the right direction.

So, I grabbed a notebook and hopped on one parked near my apartment waiting to fill up before it started its journey. I noted its squiggly, Arabic name and then ferociously wrote down all the landmarks we passed until the driver told me the route was over.

Then I rode another servees. And another. And another.

Fifteen serveeses later and I had mapped out the city based on landmarks and major intersections. I was now a free woman.

Until two weeks later when they changed all the routes.

Walking it is.

How do you learn a new city?

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