You Would Think We Were Infinite

everyone is walking fast
no one smiles as they pass
don’t you think its a little scary
we get bored so we get married
standing stagnant is the death of your soul
we haven’t been anywhere and we are getting old

we buy new clothes
when the old ones work fine
no one knows when to sing
so they wait for a sign

we think we have all the time
we think we have all the time in the world
oh, how adorable

the years are short
and the days are long
so we count them down
live life all wrong

you would think we were infinite
you would think we were infinite
we think we all have time
we think we all have time
we think we have all the time in the world
oh, how adorable

50 years or so
we get 50 years or so

maybe you should
kiss your girlfriend more
eat a cupcake every now and again
do something nice for yourself
make sure you call your friends

just make good love and don’t worry about
how awkward breakfast will be
if you dont want to be somewhere
why dont you just leave
you are not a tree,
you are not a tree

and rip out pages of books you like
and hang them on the subway platform
with a note that says you’re more beautiful
than a chinese place that delivers in a snowstorm

you are important to me
you’re my oxygen

in your fifty years or so
now and again
stop-op-op-op-op
let someone know they’re your oxygen

someday you wont have time
someday you wont have time
someday you wont have any time in this world

©Savannah Jaine 2017

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Top 10 Places I’ve Ever Explored (So far)

10. Sydney, Australia – Landing in Sydney was a surreal experience for me, as it was the furthest away I’ve ever been from home. I remember landing at 7am, sleeping for a few hours, and then taking a cab with my best friend Shanna and her saying to the driver “Oh, Jesus. I don’t even know what continent we’re on. Where should we go? Just take us to where we should go first.” He was so confused, so we finally asked to go to the harbour (to see the Opera House, of course) but he misunderstood and took us to Darling Harbour, where we wandered around for 2 hours, exhausted and jetlagged, wondering if they put the Opera House in storage for the winter.
We found it eventually, and when I had slept a fair amount, I was back to my normal level of sanity and had an AMAZING time climbing trees, drinking champagne in the botanical gardens, holding koalas and playing up my Oklahoma southern accent to get free beers from cute Aussie boys.
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9. Darwin, Northern Territory of Australia- I had the most Australian experience that anyone’s ever had when I explored Darwin, haha. We went to Charles Darwin National Park, and it was completely dry and barren but beautiful. I was not prepared for the day, and was wearing flipflops like a noob. Everyone wanted to go hiking in the grassy forest, but I decided to sit outside and wait, because the high grass looked like Snake Capitol of the World and the flip flops. So I sat, waiting for the group to collect me at the end of thier hike, just chilling (melting) in the Aussie sun, having a grand old time…….until about an hour had passed and no sign of anyone I knew. I started to get a bit nervous, maybe the path led them around to another side of the park, so I doubled back. I was walking in circles unknowingly. I ran out of water in my bottle. Vultures were flying over my head, I kid you not. I started to think I might die there…….
I didn’t die. I found my friends. All was well, we got lunch and cabbed back to the boat but for about 20 minutes there….#yeah


8. Dublin, Ireland- I’m on my second trip to Dublin right now, and what a charming city full of cheery people, great food and ofcourse, Guinness! I’m lucky enough to have some awesome friends in Ireland so I’m sure I’ll spend a fair amount of time here over the next few months, as I also want to record here :). Currently staying in an artists apartment above a pub where there are daily raves beginning at 7am and going all day and all night until the next one begins. I don’t participate persay but I am inspired by all the action around me to write, write, write constantly!!! 
Also visited the Guinness Factory and Stephens Green with my lovely good friend Ben and it was so so much fun, spring is just about to spring into action so the trees are so green AND pink:) 

7. Toronto, Canada- One of my favourite cities in the world and such a great place to explore!! I’ve visited and adventured about 4 times now and I love it! Kensington Market is one of the best places I’ve ever hung out, and it’s one of the cities at the top of my list to move to one day. Artsy, cool, hipster-without-being-pretentious-and-annoying and very interesting city. The music scene is groovy and there’s friendly people everywhere, it’s Canada! They also are the first city to have an annual Taco Fest, which I attended last year and would love to make it a tradition. Canada is having a moment right now. 

 6. Mystery Island, Vanuatu- Mystery Island is an uninhabited Island in the South Pacific. Its one of 83 volcanic islands that make up the country of Vanuatu and shortly after we spent our first day here, the island was hit by Cyclone Pam and was unreachable (under water) for about 4 months after that. You can walk around this entire island in 20 minutes. One time the Queen visited during the 70s, there’s a plague commemorating the event next to their thatched-roof “airport” where someone told me “We land planes on Tuesdays” which I thought was adorable. We nicknamed this island “Spider Island” because of the masssssiveeeee spiders, larger than my palm, that would just be chillin above your head. It was awesome. I love this place.

5. Bali, Indonesia- Eat, Pray, Love, anyone? We almost missed this beautiful port because it was ‘too windy to dock’ but then we GOT TO GO. We visited the gorgeous and serene Uluwatu Hindu Temple and explored off the beaten track. My friend David swears he saw a kimono dragon. Jury’s out. We had amazing lunch and watched monkeys stealing people’s personal belongings and trying to throw them off the cliffs. Would LOVE to spend more time here, definitely going to do that soon!!

4. Athens, Greece- ive had a pretty interesting year. I went through a not- hurtful-but-just-plain-sadddd breakup and the horrible death of a good friend, some scary financial issues in addition to the regular quarter-life crisis of “what should I do with my life and where?!?” I’ve been so many places and done so much it’s hard to decide what to follow up on. I had a bit of a breakdown when I was in London and instead of flying back to Dublin, I bought a cheap ticket to Athens, Greece. It’s always been my number 1 bucket list place to visit and it didn’t disappoint. From having relaxing Greek yogurt breakfast on my terrace with beautiful views of the Acropolis, to island hopping with friends I had just met, to sitting on the side of ancient ruins and writing lyrics, soul searching and trying to find my personal peace, athens was definitely a good decision.

3. Edinburgh, Scotland- this is the city I call home currently, and I’m so happy I get to explore more! I backpacked through last month and my hostel offered me a job so I will stay for a little while. This city is full of dark, morbid history and cheery, lovely people. There’s a castle across the street from my house. There’s castles really everywhere. There’s a bar where they used to give prisoners who were about to be executed their last shot of whisky and everything is a historical landmark. As a musician, the community has been extremely warm and accepting and the busking scene is great (no permit needed) so I’m sure I’ll reap the benefits of hanging out in Scotland for as long as possible

2. Melbourne, Australia- We got re-routed to Melbourne last year because of Cyclone Pam, and our ship stayed overnight to avoid bad weather. This gave me a chance to REALLY explore this beautiful city, I stayed out until about 4am and then got up and went to brunch around 9am so…no sleep til adventure. Having no notice that we were going to dock here, I had made no plans, and knew nothing about the city. This gave me anxiety, but ended up being the best way to see any city and taught me a lot about travelling. My boyfriend at the time and I got off the ship, took the train to a random stop, walked into a bar, ordered a local beer, and talked to the bartenders about where to go since we only had 7 hours. They sent us down the road to a brunch place, who sent us down the road t0 another local bar, who sent us down the road to a Saturday-morning market, from there to a Thai food place, from there to a liquor store where we bought champagne and drank it in Spiderman Park, people watching and talking about how we could probably just move to Melbourne right then and be super happy. I might still move to Melbourne. 

1. L’Île-des-Pins, New Caledonia- This is hands-down my favourite place I’ve ever been, and ever will go. It’s a tiny island in the South Pacific, one of the islands that make up the French colony of New Caledonia. Seriously, this place has everything. my heartrate is raising writing this paragraph, every morning I wake up NOT in New Caledonia is a giant disappointment. There’s a beautiful, peaceful beach with tiny local restaurants. The peace and silence is overwhelming. There’s a huge, twisted forest of trees you can climb. There’s a mountain you can make it up to the top and back in about 2 hours, and at the top you see the greatest view I’ve ever had. Cute local boys that speak in french. Lots of history, as well. In 1871 after the Paris Commune, 2,800 Parisan prisoners were sent from France to a horrible prison they built on the remote island, mostly feminist revolutionaries, and lots of them are buried there. The prisons are still intact and you can like, HANG OUT THERE and read little messages in french on the walls and seriously this island has everything.
I’m a bit worried that since Cruise Ships just started going to this port last year that it will be ruined. I’m scared it will become a tourist location, and that if I went back now, it wouldn’t be the same. I hope it keeps its charm and beauty!

Honorable mentions: Amsterdam, Copenhagen, Cancun, St. Croix, Oslo, Tasmania.

 
 

Guest Post! Before & After

Every so often I would like to feature a guest writer, someone I’ve met whilst traveling who has an interesting story to tell, or in this case, a lovely lady I worked with on ships out in Australia a few years back! Recently, she explored Eastern Europe solo and came back with lots of new insight, and wonderful photography!! Alycia O’Keefe is a photographer, artist and world adventurer and here’s a little bit of her experience along with some gorgeous pictures =)

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When visa restrictions required me to leave the Schengen Area after a sun-filled summer of work and travel, my choices were to either head home as originally scheduled; or take a spontaneous trip to a part of Europe where I would be allowed to travel. That was the Balkans.

 

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Abandoned bobsled track, Sarajevo, Bosnia

It was only a few years ago when I started working and making friends with people from this part of the world; that I became acutely aware of how little I knew about this part of Europe. This was a continent I thought my history classes had succeeded in educating me of all the key dates and events in full. From there I presumed that most of the impactful and influential historical developments conveniently took place within Western Europe.

In a very brief time, though a few years late, I was convinced that these strong, loyal, inherently honest and hospitable people were composed of more captivating and intricate turn of events than just the brief detours my history books would sometimes take. I was resolved to one day travel there.

When I first landed in former Yugoslavia, I knew the names of my co workers and

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Krka National Park, Croatia

friends better and in more abundance than their countries’s cities, parks, museums, points of interest etc… A real first for me. Never had I backpacked to a part of the world that my studies hadn’t first given me a colourful preview of. Never had I leisurely traveled through countries where the most recent conflict post dated WWII. Despite having grown up in a multicultural country, never had I conceptualized that there might be a part of the world where it would be feasible to walk from a catholic church, to a mosque, an orthodox church and a synagog. I hadn’t realized how much of a hold North America had on me; even while traveling.

I believe that every visitor, backpacker and tourist alike; at one point in their travels

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Koter, Montenegro

should make time to be taken out of their comfort zone. This is where the learning not only happens but also where the insight forms. From there something profound can happen with that new found perspective. We learn where we have come from and where we want to go. We learn to be grateful for the change and see what still needs to change in ourselves perhaps even our communities.

It continues to sink in more and more how impactful this part of the world has been on the rest of the world and how much impact they could still have. There’s more to Europe than the west and there could be more to North American than Western Europe. That is what Serbia, Croatia, Montenegro and Bosnia have taught me.

 

 

In Case You’re Looking For Permission

You’re allowed to leave 

You’re allowed to go home

You’re allowed to take a job 

You’re allowed to quit 

You’re allowed to ask for help

You’re allowed to have no idea 

You’re allowed to change your plans 

You’re allowed to never make any

You’re allowed to be happy being alone 

You’re allowed to be proud of your eyes, your lips, your words, your body, your intellilect and whatever makes you excited to live inside your skin 

When someone asks if you want to do something and you don’t, you’re fine to just reply with “thank you but that’s not my thing” 

You’re allowed afternoon naps in the sun, a glass of wine at lunch, and cupcakes because it’s Tuesday. You re allowed to leave a life of safety in order to curate your own happiness, and more importantly, you must. 

Another Hostel Winner: The Yellow Rome

I have had some SERIOUS good hostel karma lately. I booked my trip to Rome last minute with no gigs booked, so was able to pick my hostel for one of the first times this trip (crazy!) so I went all out, reading reviews on hostelworld.com and finally picked The Yellow, a party hostel with a great location and a bar. (very important to me as that’s where you meet friends!) and I’m so glad I picked this place.

Full Kitchen, full bar and restaurant, hair salon in house, tattoos upon request, big awesome stage to play, with an underground nightclub. There were lots of options for group cooking classes, burlesque dance classes, yoga, bike tours, and free live music from local AND traveling bands every night. This place is hugely popular with locals as well as hostel-stayers.

The staff and bartenders are so friendly, happy and always smiling. I unfortunately had to get some work done during my stay (one of the cons of working remotely) but I just used the wifi in the bar, and had Ed Sheeran singalongs with the bartenders and it made the time go by. I also would suggest spending a day hanging out at The Yellow bar on the patio, if the weather is good. That same day I finished work and figured I didn’t have enough time to venture out and be a tourist, so I ordered a pitcher of cheap beer and joined a group outside to share. They were all traveling alone/in small groups and we all hung out for hours and then rented Vespas the next day together to explore the city.

As a solo traveller, finding a place with such awesome community vibes is so priceless. Everyone here was so open to meeting friends that the last night, 2 of the girls and I were just full-on walking up to people who were sitting by themselves, bringing beer, and saying “hey who are you, why are you by yourself, come hang out with us” #howtomakefriends

We had the whole bar. Seriously one of my favourite weekends. I do have to mention one bad thing about this hostel….it is ALWAYS awake. It’s not really a place you go to have a great night’s sleep, so prepare your body. There’s always live music, and I participated in the play-to-stay program in exchange for free accommodation. My gig was fantastic, one of my biggest crowds yet (in a city where I have NO draw, so awesome) but since there’s always something going on, be warned, the rooms are always prettttty loud.

My last night there was a local troubadour musical group that did a concert on the rooftop, right as the sunset over Rome. Bella, Bella Roma. Such a magical weekend that I now need to recover from, because I am so, so exhausted, but my soul is so so happy. Ciao Bella!

 

Today was one of the good ones

Today was one of my best days. It started out stressfully, with me sitting in the hostel bar, using the wifi to try and do my taxes since I’ll be travelling through the due date. I must’ve been sighing a lot, since the bar staff played my Favourite tune a few times for me and we all had a singalong (“Galway Girl” by Ed Sheeran, hate on me more, I don’t care, this song freaking rules, you should get with it, we’re all having a better craic on the other side of hating him)

A group of nice guys sat down, poured me a beer from their pitcher and asked all about the problems I was having and actually genuinely seemed to care…about taxes, which was cute. They persuaded me to “give it time” and just come outside “it’s a beautiful day in Italy” (fair point)

I moved with them to the patio, in the warm sunshine, where there was a bustling group of about 20 international travelers, all recently acquainted and fast friends. A girl noticed my guitar and asked to play, and pulled out some awesome Tracy Chapman. We did some duets, using my iPad to look up lyrics and chords and pretty soon the whole group was in on the action, everyone grabbing the guitar to share a song from their home country, or something they had written.

I sang “Khe Sahn” with the Aussie guys, and learned a political tune from the Czech Republic. We sang Spice Girls. We sang “Little Boxes.” We sang old Irish hymns and Katy Perry and a song from Canada called “Stronger Beer” which was new to me and I’m quite fond of it now.

Lots of people were taping and taking pictures and everyone was so happy to share. All in all, the patio band played and sang for about 6 hours, and then retired to the bar where I performed my set at 10pm to one of the largest crowds I’ve played for solo to date, ever. In a foreign country. Where I knew nobody.

Today was one of those days when I realize why I do what I do. I don’t just live singing and writing, I love sharing stories and learning and creating art with people. I love the way music builds community and fosters new friendships. I love how everyone sounds good singing a song that really means something to them, and how the music we share sets the tone for the society in which we live.

Roma has been good to me so far!

More later

SJ

Castle Rock: My Favourite Hostel so Far!

After playing in Glasgow for the weekend, I wanted to escape and spend a few days NOT playing music and just exploring a new city so I took a train ride to Edinburgh, where I stayed for 6 days. I ended up playing music 3 out of the 6 days, so ya know, rules are meant to be broken. I stayed at what is possibly my favourite hostel, definitely the best one so far, Castle Rock, right beneath Edinburgh Castle.

This place is great. it’s huge, and my room slept 12 people, but it was massive so it never felt like there was a crowd. There’s free towels and hairdryers, a fully functioning kitchen with tons of appliances, and cool hang out bar area (no liquor is sold but you’re encouraged to bring your own to share) and my personal favourite, a “jam” room. It’s a room with tons of pillows, a record player, thousands of old records, 3 amps, 4 guitars, and a beautiful vintage white grand piano.

I spent most of my time in that wing of the hostel, playing guitar and piano and writing. They offer breakfast in the morning for 1.50, and have lots of free events to help you see the city and meet other travelers, like ghost tours, pub crawls, free walking tour of the city, and more. I had a good friend who is originally from Edinburgh and was home for the week, so I had my OWN personal tour guide, but I did go on the Harry Potter walking tour which was an experience to remember.

Two of my good friends, Christiane (of Run Live Love blog) and Megan flew out for the weekend to hang out and see the city, so overall, this was one of my favourite places I’ve been so far. Can’t wait for an excuse to return to Scotland, hopefully I’ll find one soon!!! here’s some hostel pics.