The (vegan) cavewoman in me always worries about starvation. She never wanted to do a juice cleanse ever. But again she also never wanted to meditate in silence. She worries there will not be enough food and never leaves home without a gazillion snacks. As a health-minded person though, doing a juice cleanse has always been on my radar, but thanks to the aforementioned, I’ve always been a little wary of them. But still, I decided to give a juice detox a try anyway and journal my juicing experience as a very important last paper before I die a slow and starving death. Here goes nothing.
I’ve been a big fan of the health benefits of CBD products for over a year now. With a combination of meditation, yoga plus CBD oil, I’ve tamed my anxiety, regulated my sleeping pattern, and got through some pretty nerve-wracking life changes (and a surgery) these past few months. CBD is certainly making the rounds as a buzzword amongst the health crowd at the moment – CBD vape oil, CBD isolate, CBD cream, CBD balm, CBD oil vape pen, you name it, it exists. Heck, my local pharmacy even has some CBD-infused chocolate bars and lip balms by the checkout. But whether those actually have some high CBD strains with any real health properties or this is just businesses surfing CBD’s explosive popularity, who knows. Even skittish house pets seem to benefit from the CBD juice. Do you use it too?
As you might have guessed from the number of blog posts that are already piled up here about Bali, I absolutely love it. A LOT. And for many reasons. The one I’ll be discussing today is Jamu, this traditional Indonesian medicinal drink that looks a bit like mango juice and that you might have seen popping up on several warung menus or in baskets on the head of the Jamu Gendong, these women roaming the streets selling their precious potions to the locals every morning. So what the hell is Jamu?
This week I noticed corn was finally in season. Hurray! I love me some corn on the cob! And next to that, I love me some vegan corn chowder!
I decided to bring back an old favourite of mine and one of my first ever blog posts back from 2010 (would you believe Mostly Amélie is nearly 10 years old?) Thi recipe conveniently makes around two tons of soup, perfect for the chilly autumn days ahead.
I’ve mentioned a few times on the ‘gram that I’ve had a crap time sleeping recently. Well, that’s not entirely accurate. I’ve slept. Upwards of ten hours at a time, at times. What I didn’t get much of is rest. I’d often wake after a long night of sleep feeling groggy and not rested, with no energy for the day ahead, and especially not for sport. So when I discovered a wearable sleep tracker ring that could help me pinpoint what I was doing wrong and help me fix it, I was all over it. Enter my Oura Ring review.
I realise that what I’ve been putting here about Berlin, and not only but also including the vegan scene, has been totally hedonistic. Vegan burgers, all the fast food, clubbing naked and plain just getting naked. I’ve done a pretty decent job in my now three years in Berlin, I’d say. But Berlin is not just that, I promise you. It’s also a mecca for all things health-minded, with yoga studios, green and healthy restaurants, temples, parks and amazing fitness options. All the decadent stuff I’ve written about is what got me excited when I arrived. What I’m telling you today is what is making me stick around.
If you caught a glimpse of me in the flesh right now, you possibly wouldn’t believe that I am one of those nutcases who slather biodegradable sunscreen on in the dead of the Canadian winter when there’s a snowstorm outside. Because, yes, right now I am very, very tan, but this was a long, unavoidable and unintentional process. I am very aware that this is contributing to premature skin ageing, but I am taking most precautions (and I say ‘most’ because, unlike Vietnamese women, I am not willing to wear long jeans, socks, gloves, a hoodie, face mask and hat when it’s 40 degrees Celsius outside) and this is one of the few evils I am temporarily ok to deal with for the sake of travelling. I avoid the sun in the middle of the day, wear a hat, slather on a high SPF (always natural!) sunscreen, yet here I am, returning from a few months in the sun, looking like an Oompa Loompa.
If you follow my Instagram, you might have seen that I attempted a zero waste challenge in May. I just about missed the boat at presenting you my impressions on time for Plastic Free July, but here I go anyway. Now before I go any further, there’s a reason why I used the word attempted: my plastic-free living month was admittedly less than perfect and there was a fair bit of infringement in the form of deep-set habits executed on autopilot.
I fell in love with being in a German spa nude at vabali spa berlin. I know some of my German friends would roll their eyes at me for saying that Germans love themselves a bit of mixed gender nudity. But upon visiting vabali, I think they totally do. If you’re not familiar with the Freikörperkultur, of FKK (free body culture), chances are you will after spending some time in Germany. At the very least, you will have heard of a nude spa Germany one way or another. And while some would simplify that the FKK movement was born as a form of resistance against the East German regime, nudism in Germany has its roots way further in history. After doing a little research, what stuck with me most is the use of nudity historically as a way for people to free themselves from the religious restriction that has taught people to be ashamed of their body, and from the industrial society. Without clothes, no-one is a factory slave, everyone is equal.
I took a cooking class at The Thai Farm Cooking School in Chiang Mai, Northern Thailand. The main reasons why I picked this specific school over all the other ones is because they offered the opportunity to veganized everything on the menu and because their farm is fully organic. I had an amazing day, made all of the vegan Thai curry recipe, and met tons of other fun, food-loving travellers! I can’t recommend this day out enough if you happen to be in Chiang Mai.