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March 2006

From The Edmonton Journal: Travelpod.com

And a sister article for TravelPod...

Travel blogs keep wanderers in touch

Scott Petersen, The Edmonton Journal Published: Saturday, April 01, 2006

When Luc Levesque started up a website to post snippets about his travels nine years ago, he had no idea what he was getting into.

It was designed as a makeshift way to keep in touch with family and friends back home in Canada as he backpacked his way through Europe. It's become a communications portal for thousands of travellers around the globe -- a time-consuming leap.

"The web was really young and on my first trip, I just threw a couple of scripts together," said Levesque, a senior technical architect with Bell Canada in Ottawa. "It was more of an experiment to be honest. I didn't know what to expect."

His site, Travelpod.com, has grown from its makeshift roots into a leader in the world of travel blogs. Instead of long distance phone calls, postcards or mass e-mails from countries around the world, blogging sites have become an easy way to keep in touch with a lot of people, quickly and cheaply.

Posters create an account where they can post pictures, video clips, stories and information from the road, then e-mail the link to their list of friends and family at the click of a button. Clicking on the link brings them directly to the traveller's latest entry and offers an option for them to post little notes in return.

"My family will never travel, so this is a way for them to do it through me," said Carmella Lesiuk, a native of Edmonton who used Travelpod.com extensively during her three years travelling the world. "It's a diary, it's a journal, it's to share with my family and all the people who've stumbled upon it."

The unending growth of the Internet, popularity of web logs, known as blogs, affordability of digital cameras, and the travel industry's increasing use of the Internet have all contributed to a competitive market for travel blog companies. Travelpod.com, now looking for a second round of investors, faces competition from other companies like Travelblog.org, and MyTripJournal.com.

But Levesque believes his company's free service and inventive technology separate it from the pack and are what keep media like USA Today and The Wall Street Journal calling. He's added options for travellers to receive donations, find other travellers in their area they might be interested in meeting, put pins on a virtual map showing where they are and where they've been, and soon, be able to print their final travel blog into a book delivered to their door.

The site now pulls in over 250,000 unique visitors a month and has more than 30,000 registered members, according to Levesque. It also has a strong online community that frequents it to study for future travels, ask questions and compare notes with others.

"There's a huge focus on community," said Levesque, just before leaving on a six-month trip through South America with his fiancee. "It certainly built itself and grew organically over time through word of mouth.

"We realized a while back that the community was one of our biggest assets. You can't build one up overnight."

He's managed to draw revenue from the site through advertisements, donations and commissions for travel bookings, but the company only recently devised a long-term business plan to make it profitable.

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From The Edmonton Journal: My Fav Travelpodder

Hey Hey and G'day to you all,

Both entries for April 1st were published in the Edmonton Journal. I got them from Carmella's Travelogue, and with permission granted I wanted to add them to my travelogue. For those who haven't read her travelogues they are more than worth the time.


Some people read the newspaper to pass their time. I haven't read a newspaper or watched the news for almost twenty years. Some friends tell me that 'maybe' I keep myself in a good news bubble. No bubble here. What I need to know about ALWAYS finds me. What I don't need to know about are how many innocent people lay dieing on the road side of a war torn country due to a war started over religion or lies! What I don't need to know about are thousands of Australian sheep slowly dieing in a vessel stranded at sea due to export red tape. These things should not happen in life but sadly they do.

When it's time to know about these things I find out. How many actual 'good' reports are on the news each night? Most things are passed on to me by word of mouth, I'm more than happy with this. Plus, is what you are watching on the news the real version of the story or a version of the story chosen for you. I believe the latter. How many deaths and dead people do children see before they reach their teens? It's a good question to ask yourself as you sit comfortably watching the news with your children sitting beside you.

I choose to read and watch things that make me happy. Carmella's travelogue is one such thing. She is my favourite read each day. The skeletal thoughts and decisions behind her first journey were pretty much like mine, the big difference being she was smart enough to sell her belongings. After many years of travel she was lucky enough to be offered a job by Travelpod and was smart enough to join.

Anyhow, enough jibber from me. Please continue reading.


She quit her job and hit the road...

Story by Scott Petersen, The Edmonton Journal Published: Saturday, April 01, 2006

EDMONTON - With her stressful life stripped bare and abandoned in Edmonton, Carmella Lesiuk took a chance and hopped a plane.

Stagnating in her personal life and burning out at work, she did what amounts to only a fleeting thought for many, before they shrug it off and succumb to doubts and financial responsibilities. Lesiuk suddenly quit her job, sold nearly all of her possessions and took off to travel the world -- for three years.

There was no fixed destination or plan, only an overriding "gut feeling" to guide her journey and a world of possibilities lying ahead. The decision to quit her job was surprisingly easy, she said, though the follow-through came with its share of disbelieving friends and worrying family.

Asking her questions about her travels only brings about more questions and adds to her story's intrigue. And that story has inspired some people around the world to follow her bold move and tread their own path on the seven continents.

"People send me e-mails and stuff saying I inspire them," said Lesiuk, 30, whose story has an expansive reach due to her online travel blog. "Some said it even gave them the courage to quit their job and travel and I'm like, whoa!

"I'm so real and kind of clumsy, so I think people say if she can do it, anybody can do it. They just need that little push."

The blog from her travels is honest about where she's been, what she's done and who she is. It displays her whimsical nature, personability and unabashed naivete.

Lesiuk seems trusting, almost to a fault, but fears the day when she won't give people a chance to prove they're kind-hearted and genuine.

To read her blog is to get a sense of her person. The type of person who shows up for an interview with a Santa hat on because it makes people around her smile, even if that smile is because they think she's a touch nutty.

"She's very outgoing, she's a risk-taker for sure," said her sister, Trina Lewis. "I worried about her a lot more than she worried about her, that's for sure."

Lesiuk scrimped, saved, invested in real estate, worked long hours and climbed the corporate ladder at her job. Her bank account was bloated, but her personal life was unsatisfying. She burned out at 26, shortly after showing up to work one day with her slippers on.

A doctor advised a lifestyle change and the quirky brunette went extreme, quitting her job and setting in motion a selling blitz to gain the kind of cash she'd need for the long haul. She opened up a world map and started pointing at places to go. She was going travelling and her first stop was Switzerland.

"The more stuff I sold, the better I felt," said Lesiuk. "My whole family thought I was crazy. In one week I got rid of everything."

Then, on July 12, 2002, she was gone.

She awoke in Zurich, Switzerland, wondering what to do. The simple answer of, "Anything I want," was invigorating. It became a day of wandering cobblestone streets capped by a dinner of salad and Swiss chocolate at a hostel. It was the freedom she wanted. It was new and exciting.

Lesiuk's travels would eventually take her to six of the world's seven continents, with only Antarctica excluded. The final tally was more than 30 countries, some explored more extensively than others.

All of this spawned out of travel that was only supposed to last a year. But when the time came to choose between going home and continuing on, the travel bug was still strong.

"I think when you're travelling around the world like that, it's like a high," said Lewis of her sister. "You're always getting a lot of attention because you're always new to everyone. I think that's addictive."

Lesiuk returned to Edmonton twice during her stretch abroad. She otherwise maintained contact with others through her blog on travelpod.com, where travellers can go to post updated stories of their trip, pictures, place pins on a virtual map to show where they've been and then e-mail their friends to take a look.

The pod eventually took off as a source of inspiration, advice and possibly even a real-life soap opera for many others. In the hundreds of posts, Lesiuk wrote about her revelations at the world around her as she experienced many things for the first time.

She describes her passion for new tastes and food, whether it be a love of custard apples in Spain, the taste of Vegemite in Australia, or how fresh the seafood was on the Greek Islands. In hostels around the world, she'd meet up with travellers and combine culinary talents to whip up something different to varying degrees of success.

"I loved tasting things that you had to redefine your tastes for," said Lesiuk.

She also peppers her posts with some of her innermost personal thoughts and feelings, mixing stories of travel to exotic locales with poetry. Her life was, and remains, an open diary online.

Lesiuk flew to Argentina at one point to see if it was love she felt for a man living there. The relationship didn't pan out and she experienced depression and a spiralling self-image during her time there -- one that had her seeing a psychologist who recommended plastic surgery. It's just one of the tribulations she writes bluntly about.

"I don't always make the best decisions, but I try to make the best decisions for me," said Lesiuk. "My way is not always the right way."

All the while, her travels were changing her in a positive way. She "re-learned to listen" to herself, trusting her gut feelings and intuition as they guided her on her travels, telling her what to do, what to get and where to go.

She no longer listens to the constant bombardment of advertisements on TV and radio, telling her how to feel about products or places. They've become the white noise around her own thoughts and decisions.

"I watch people watch TV now and it scares me," she said. "It's like they're zombies. I don't want to be like that. I want to feel alive.

"Any time you do something different, you're learning, evolving, changing and growing."

Lesiuk is now home in Edmonton while she digests everything from her travels and engages friends, family and strangers in a wide variety of conversations. There are no more travels planned for the near future, though they are inevitable for someone so curious about the world.

She's working with Travelpod now as one of their longest-serving and most popular members. She's an online community manager, basically providing other travellers with advice, and someone to talk to on discussion boards, and feedback on how to improve the site.

It's not the kind of work that will make her rich. That's not a priority anymore.

"The luckiest people in the world are the people who do what they love for a job because it's not like work," said Lesiuk. "I'm not worried about being rich anymore. I'm worried about following my path in life. I want to be rich in experience, love and life, but not so much in money."

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Foreigners Weekend In Little Tianyang. FREAKY!

Hey Hey and G'Day to you all,

It's been a freaky weekend for my little town this weekend. In the past there has only been 3 foreign people visit Tianyang (that includes me). The other two were the last two foreign teachers. Saturday there were two and today there were FOUR and the town was a little freaked out.

Friday night was a beautiful evening. It was warm and spent with the lovely Lisa. We ate we walked and we talked. I learnt a few more Chinese words and we worked on her English. After I walked her home I hit the market place. Like usual, 4:30am found me knocking on the gate guards window to be let in. Saturday I was supposed to head to Tiandong to visit Judy. These plans changed around 3am Friday night (Saturday morning) when we all gave Judy a drunken call telling her to come to Tianyang instead.

Saturday I slept, rode and cleaned my little place. Judy arrived around 4pm and after dropping her bag off we walked around the town freaking people out. For dinner we grabbed a table at the Market Place and then spent a few hours walking around Tianyang. Later we headed back to the market place for beer and chat. My poor friends finally found out what I feel like most nights. As we talked they would look from Judy to me and then shake their heads and say No No No. Her Sher joined us between Wok Ups. Many of the usual people walked past and said their many 'hellows' and almost jumped through windows when both a male and female replied. We called it a night and headed home around 1:30am.

On the bus journey from Tiandong to Tianyang Judy's bus passed two foreigners walking along the highway. We figured they would grab a lift with a long distance bus and go to Kunming so we never thought anything of it. This morning (Sunday) for some strange reason we decided to head to the chicken shop at the supermarket for brunch. I've never actually eaten there and had no intention of eating there, but strangely we went. We had just sat down to eat when the two 'Walkers' came in and looked at us all confused. They couldn't believe two other foreigners would be in such a little town.

They grabbed some burgers and we began talking. They have planned a two and a half year walk from the east coast of China (Hong Kong) all the way across to France. At night they pitch a tent and sleep in the fields. Every five days they stop and rest for two days. They began their journey two months ago.

His name is Alexis and hers Roxy. Their web site is www.co-existence.net. BUT, being from the French side of Canada their web site is in French. Most of us won't be able to read about their travels but every picture tells a huge story. If you are interested go have a look and then tell me about it. China's 'GREAT FIREWALL' has blocked even them out so I guess there will be no updates for a few months.

After brunch we headed to my house so they could use my internet for a few hours to email family and friends. After a short time the new teacher in Baise called to introduce herself. She is also from Canada and invited them to stay with her for a few days when they get to Baise. Sometimes things just happen and you meet people in such strange ways but afterwards there is always a reason.

When I was travelling in 2000 I would sometimes sit and marvel at how 'life just works' when you allow it to. Things just seem to work out. I would grab a bus to some symbol on the station wall and have no map or even a name for the town. I would get there and things just worked out. One time in South Korea I was trying to find a place to stay and having no luck at all. It was just a tiny little fishing village. It was getting dark and I figured, hey it'll just work out. I grabbed a coke and as I turned a lady was walking past, she stopped, looked at me and put her hand to her face in a sleeping motion. I nodded and off we went.

The 'Walkers' never eat this type of food, I've never wanted to eat at the chicken shop yet we all enter several minutes apart. Sarah the new teacher in Baise got my phone number a week or so ago and chose this afternoon to ring whilst they were at my house. They were both exhausted and had already decided to spend several days in Baise. Now they have a comfortable place to stay, with another Canadian and all for free!

Two and a half years walking, unbelievable! They walk around 30 to 40 kms a day. I would hate to be them in a few months in mid summer when they reach Pakistan and Afghanistan etc as they never set foot in buses or cars. It's gonna be bloody hot walking in the sun! Man, but what an experience! We said our good byes at the town square and watched them walk down the highway. Around 3:30 Judy and I headed across to the market place for Joutsa where we met one of my favourite Grade 4 students, 'little' Ling Ling. She's taller then almost all the students in the school and her mother whom runs a noodle stall at the market place is probably the tallest person in town. Ling Ling joined us and had Judy in constant smiles.

After Judy caught a road side bus back to Tiandong I grabbed my bike and spent the next two and a half hours riding though the villages. I stopped and played chasey with some of the village kids whom always run behind me yelling 'hello, hello, hello' over and over again. It's strange, some villages all the kids have bikes and in other villages it seems none of the children have bikes. Maybe they don't sell as much tomatoes!

Anyhow, that's it from me, I'm going to head across for some noodles and a beer at the market place and sit and contemplate the wonders and joys of life! It's a hard life here in Tianyang. A million smiles from the south of China.

Say hello to some of my students

Say hello to some of my students

Walking from Hong Kong to France

Walking from Hong Kong to France

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BBQ with Beautiful N Grandpas Golden Smile

Hey Hey and G'day to you all,

Hope alls well in life. Alls well here in the south of China. I've had a fantastic weekend so far. The week's classes were great. We sang, we jumped around and learnt rhyming words. 'Shanes a pain' was the most popular with the grade 3's and 4's. The weather was great and I got a ride in nearly every night.

Anyhow, to life in general. As Mandy left our school at the end of last term to begin University in Kunming we now have a new Chinese English teacher. She is rather beautiful too and luckily for me we get along great. Her English is ok but could be a LOT better. After discussing it we've decided to spend time together to help her out. I am in no way complaining! Hey, by the time Mandy left she could keep up with my spoken Aussie English and 99% of the time that was without me slowing down. Her listening skills and comprehension were unbelievable by the end, I just hope it doesn't slide back like Yang Yang's has.

I had dinner with Yang Yang at her parent's house last week. It was a beautiful evening. We played with her new puppy and I gave one of the village kids a ride on my bike. He was the only one big enough to ride it. As usual most of the children from the village were in Yang Yang's lounge room in about ten minutes of my arrival asking the usual questions, 'What's this? What's that? Eyes, ears, mouth and nose etc. Her parents live in a village not far from Tianyang. It's surrounded by fields and everyone is a family of farmers. They are just beautiful. Dinner was awesome. I was so happy to spend time with Yang Yang again. It had been along time since we've had dinner together.

Anyhow Lisa, the new Chinese English teacher and I thought the best way to help her English is to play sport, walk and talk. We've headed out for dinner and walked several times. Her mind is very quick and I think it won't be long until her College level English returns. BUT, I think we must have dinner much much more before this happens! Tee Hee! She is a cute one!

OK, the weekend. I got a call from Lisa Friday night and we met for BBQ. We decided on the new BBQ Area as there really isn't much choice anymore. Tianyang has decided to gather up all the BBQ Areas and put them all into one large one. I along with most other people think it really sucks. Most people liked it when they were all in different areas. You would visit this area if you wanted to eat a certain thing or go to another if you wanted something different. Now it's all combined and I have no idea where anything is anymore. Now that's a real BUGGER!

Lisa and I walked around the new area and finally decided on a quiet spot to sit and talk whilst eating. It was quiet for a short time. First off a drunken guy with his 12 year old wife (well if she wasn't 12 she bloody well looked it) sat next to us. He kept harpin at me in Chinese about something and would get angry and happy and angry and happy. We turned our backs and ignored hime. I felt sorry for his girlfriend/wife. Finally she dragged him away. I've no idea what he was saying as Lisa wouldn't tell me. I think it concerned her as well. After several more bbq sticks on went the Karaoke Machine and that was about enough for us. So we left and went for cold juice and chatted for hours whilst walking the streets of Tianyang. I walked her home around midnight and then headed to the market place.

I sat with my friends until around 4am. After they had cleaned up their area we then headed to their place until 7am and it was then out for breakfast. My buddy (Her Sher) was supposed to head to Baise at 8 or 9am so we headed back to my place after breakfast. I got a phone call and was on the phone till 11. When I went out into the lounge room Her Sher was asleep with his mobile phone continuously ringing in his hand. I tried to wake him and then decided to get some sleep myself. I slept till 2 and Brad my police buddy dropped in.

NO, only 3 hours sleep! He brought with him a new DVD to watch. It was called Domino and mate, it was awesome. It woke me up, or it could actually have been the four coffees I had during the movie. My market place buddy looked refreshed after his 6 hours sleep even though he was sitting the entire time with his mobile phone ringing constantly! I'd say it was his girl as we had gone out to get breakfast and I think we were supposed to bring some back for her.

Around 5 we said good bye to Her Sher (market place) and Brad and I headed to his grandparents home. It was his grandpa's 80th birthday. They lived in the same house Brad had grown up in. I, in fact ride through the village and pass the house most evenings on my nightly ride. Most of the family were there. Several tables were full of food waiting to be eaten. Grandpa welcomed me with a huge smile filled with golden teeth. Such a happy man and such a beautiful family. I was offered beer and decided to pass on the beer for the night. The food was excellent and the company was great.

With our bellies full we headed out side and chatted beside the tomato fields whilst many little white butterflies fluttered on by. It was so quiet; there were no automobiles to continuously honk their horns at each other. There were the usual motor bikes and three wheeler bikes but they usually pass each other with a smile and a wave. We waited for Brad's father to have his social fill. In the end he came out and told us he was staying on for the evening.

I got home around 8:00 and not long after opening my door little Lilley from upstairs came running down the stairs. We decided on the DVD 'Mulan'. We sat and ate sugar coated orange peel her mother had made whilst Mulan changed from a beautiful girl to a boy and back to a girl again. In the end she got her man and saved China so Lilley was extremely happy. Lilley left just after ten and I think I fell asleep by 10:03pm

Today I woke feeling more than refreshed and headed out for a bike ride. I decided to combine several of my nightly rides and was gone for nearing five hours. I stopped for roadside noodles on the way home and whilst eating had a million cars slow right down to watch me eat. It's strange, it's like I must be eating with some unusual tools or objects they way they stare. But I'm eating with Chop Sticks just like they do. As they slowly drove past they would all say 'HEELLOOOWWW' and giggle their butts off when I said it back. Roadside noodles are always fun for everyone else when I decide to drop in and share the dust. I'm not complaining, I love it. It is a heap of fun especially for the kids.

What does bother me is when situations happen like the one when I returned to Tianyang. I dropped in to get my usual Mi-Zone. When crossing the lights a group of guys were walking beside me and one of them was saying 'F*&K You' over and over again whilst inserting his finger in and out of his other hand. Filthy bugger wanted to shag me! No, I bet he had no idea what it really meant. They were all laughing and I got pretty pissed at him as I had asked him to stop. He didn't so I dropped my bike in the middle of the road shoved my middle finger in his face and yelled 'F$%^ YOU' back. He ran across the road and down the next road. His friends all laughed and tried to shake my hand. I said 'f&*% you' again and left for home. But I was smiling and we all waved good bye.

Sometimes when several males get together and drink too much Biajio they get the usual male dutch courage and begin to say things out loud. Usually I can hear them in the background, but it's usually quiet or just 'hello how are you', '1 2 3 4 5' or 'I love you' over and over. It's when they begin the swearing and saying abusive things they see on movies that it bothers me. It's funny once but you only have to laugh once for it to continue for the next hour. My market place friends have asked several times if they actually know the meaning of what they are saying. Of course they 'kind of know', but they really don't know. This is why it never bothers me. Usually if I ask them to stop they do. I sometimes think this is more through the embarrassment of being asked by me 'in public' to stop.

Hey, males are the same all over the world, this is life and this is Tianyang!

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Party Weekend in Baise

Hey Hey and a Big G'Day to you Wow, what a fantastic weekend.

I spent an entertaining Friday with my Grade 3's and then a most beautiful evening with my lovely friend Lisa. After walking her home I hit the market place for a night of cards, chat, beer and awesome food. The night was warm and little Tianyang was wide awake and a happening place to be. I woke my 'happy' friend at the school gate with a round of cheerful 'hellos' around 4am. He sleepily grunted something as I walked through that I'm sure wasn't as cheerul as my 'hellos'.

On Saturday I headed to Baise to spend the weekend at my friend Brads place. I was the first foreigner to step foot in his parents place where he lives on the fourth floor. The guest room is on the third floor. After many 'hellos' and 'welcomes' we headed to BBQ Street for Hot Pot where I ran into some friends from Kylies old school. It was a fantastic dinner and heaps of fun.

Brads friend owns a camping store in Baise where we spent an hour or more talking and going through photos of his treks. He promised to call me when he hits the trail again. I hope he does as I will get to see a side of Guangxi that has remained hidden to me. Another friend of theirs has opened an upmarket Bar/Club type thing in a rather exclusive are of Baise. I had never been to this area before. It's in a big hotel complex and the cost of standing at a table to drink along with the price of the beer has put all thought of returning out of my head. Hey, I'm just not an 'exclusive' type of guy! The beautiful dancing girls do keep returning to my thoughts though! It was a pretty cool evening with some hip and funky music.

We met quite a few Germans whom have made it their local weekend hang out. Obviously they get paid much more than I. They all work at the big smelter not far from Baise. They come to Baise for a month or two, they go home, others come and go home and they pretty much keep to themselves. We have spotted them several times over the past year. Whilst walking along the streets of Baise they will walk past you like you are Chinese or don't actually exist. None of them really like China or Baise for that matter....so once again, they must get paid a lot more than I!

This time with a few beers under their belt they actually talked to me and we spent a great evening together sharing beers, thoughts on China and views of the lovely dancing girls. My thoughts were the complete opposite to theirs when it came to China but our thoughts were pretty much the same when it came to the girls. I was happy we agreed on at least one thing. The early hours of the morning found me going from table to table playing drinking games with the Chinese. Brad was chasing after me trying to get me into a cab to go home. Around four or so he finally won and we bounded outside looking for a cab.

Sunday we spent driving around the out skirts of Baise in Brad's car. It's not often I get to spend time in a car in China so it is a time I get to see things from a different view. Instead of catching a bus and seeing only as far as you can walk and return before darkness covers the world or the last bus leaves you in that darkness, you get to see so much more. We drove around the Chungbia Lake area mostly. It is a whole lot bigger than I thought and it is said to be much smaller than the new lake. I am yet to find out where the new lake actually is. Many people have told me about it but no one seems to know where it is or how to get there.

As the day became night I boarded the local roadside bus home. I sat next to a happy old man who continued to talk to me the entire way home. I tried to tell him I couldn't understand him when he spoke in sentences. I then actually showed him in my phrase book but he happily chirped away for the entire hour anyway. We shared the tiny red and yellow tomatoes that this part of Guangxi is well known for. As we munched he chirped and I smiled. He actually walked me to the school gate to make sure I knew where I lived and he caught a Tuk Tuk home to his tomato farm somewhere in the happy fields of Tianyang.

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