Talk Your Way to Free Lodging in Spain

During these tough times many people aren’t thinking about spending money on a nice vacation.  If you have the urge to travel but your budget is holding you back, then check out a unique volunteer program in Spain through Vaughn Systems.  

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A friend did this a few years back and had a wonderful experience.

Participants from all over the world exchange conversation with Spaniards and in return for their time and their input, have their full board and lodging covered by the program.

 

Volunteer participants can choose from four (4) picturesque venues: Puerta de Gredos (Avila), Hotel Spa Villa de Alarcón (Cuenca), Valdelavilla (Soria), Santa Maria de El Paular (Rascafria), and El Rancho de la Aldegüela (Segovia).

There is absolutely no catch. Vaughn Systems recruit people from all kinds of backgrounds (not English professors nor linguistic experts) to volunteer six days of their time to have conversations with Spanish professionals.

You pay for your flights to and from Madrid and any accommodation before and after the program. Vaughan Systems provides accommodation and three meals a day in any of the venues, transfers to and from the towns from Madrid and accident insurance during the course of the program.

Over 9,000 volunteers from all over the world have come to Spain to take part in this cultural holiday program: writers, doctors, social workers, backpackers, executives, musicians, students, etc… The variety is endless: participants from more than 12 different countries, between ages 18-80.

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Socialmatic Instagram-meets-Polaroid physical camera to ship in early 2014

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By Christina DesMarais | PC World on March 03, 2013

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ADR’s concept camera that lets you apply Instagram filters to photos you shoot and then print them directly from the camera will ship early next year.

Instagram fans who want more instant gratification from the photo sharing service and social network are getting some help from Polaroid.

In the first quarter of 2014, youll be able to buy a Polaroid-branded instant digital camera that will let you shoot photos, apply Instagram filters, share them on Facebook and Instagram, and print your snapshot on Polaroid-style paper.

The idea makes sense considering that both Polaroid and Instagram appeal to people because of their hipster vibes.

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It can’t be denied — tons of people get a kick out of Instagram. In fact, the service says more than 100 million people use it every month.

The square-shaped Polaroid Socialmatic Camera is a concept developed by ADR and fittingly resembles Instagrams little square app icon. Although actual product specs have yet to be announced, when the concept was unveiled last May it was shown to feature interchangeable lenses, an LED flash, a touchscreen, optical zoom, 16GB of memory, Wi-Fi, Bluetooth, and, of course, its own printer on board.

So What, I’m Bougie!

I have a few “friends” and co-workers who on occasion like to call me “bougie.”  Each time they do, I cut them a glance out of the corner of my eye. I’m not sure what their intention is? Are they being mean-spirited? I didn’t think so.

I never know what I do or say that triggers them to blurt out,  “You’re so bougie!” When it happens, I do a quick assessment of what I said, what I’m wearing . . . Is it my shoes?

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Recently, after being called bougie (again) by a black co-worker, I asked her, ‘Why did you call me that?’ She couldn’t give me a straight answer . . . Just ‘BS’ about “it’s just who you are.” So I told her, “Ok, I guess I’ll just be bougie and proud!”

When I came across a blog dedicated to the bouge, I thought it appropriate to share and promote my bougie sister. Her blog is awesome and called ‘Black ‘n Bougie’  (hmm, maybe cause I use the word ‘awesome?’) Anyway below is an excerpt from her blog where she explains her definition of what bougie really means (and I concur)  She has a Black & Bougie Radio Network, Her name is Michele Grant, aka ‘OneChele.’

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 Bouge Basics:

What is BougieLand, you may ask?

BougieLand is my own little made up world where bougie isn’t bad… it’s beautiful. I’ve decided to embrace the positive aspects of bouge and own it. Bouge is love.

bou·gie Pronunciation: \ˈbü-ˌzhē, -ˌjē\ From Wikipedia & Merriam-Webster ya’ll: Bourgeoisie is a classification used in analyzing human societies to describe a social class of people. Historically, the bourgeoisie comes from the middle classes whose status or power came from employment, education, and wealth. In urban pop culture, the word bourgeoisie is shortened to “bougie.”
Adjective meaning extravagant, often to the point of snobbery. Usually used in relation to the conspicuous consumption of the urban upper-middle class.

I’m electing to remove the negative stereotype of bouge and embrace the beauty. Allow me to present (if I may)…

THE BOUGE RULES (what puts the bouge in bougie)

  1. Bougie is more than a way of life, it’s a state of mind
  2. Bougie does not equal stuck-up, siddity & pretty… unless it does
  3. There’s nothing wrong with being bougie if your heart is true to the bouge
  4. If you are true to the bouge, people will hate on you. You won’t care, you are too busy being bougie
  5. You can be born bougie, you can marry into bouge and you can evolve into bougie
  6. You can be bougie and hood but not at the same time
  7. You are no longer bougie if you are completely ghetto (fabulous or not)
  8. You can be broke and bougie but bougie works better with bank
  9. Bouge brings responsibility. Do not shame your bouge brothers and sisters lest you be kicked up out the bouge circle
  10. Bouge is old school people, we don’t hate… we congratulate.

To learn a little more, check out my post on What Bougie Is To Me and the ultimate Bougie Manifesto: Defending Our Blackness.

More questions? Find me on Twitter, on Facebook, on Email or on my Michele Grant site or Tumblr.

Allen Stone: Music to Live By

Heard this music for the first time today.  I love his sound. Thank you Sylus Green!

Are You Listening?

Posted by in Being There, Zen

How do we listen, really?  Do we listen in order to judge, to dismiss, to find a point of contention?  Do we listen only well enough to gauge when a response – a grunt – is called for?  Do we listen to gather evidence that we are right and that they are wrong? Do we listen so that we can reply, or one-up the speaker?  When the sunrise speaks to us, do we compare it to another, or simply let it fill us?

Each of us yearns to be heard, to be understood.  How well, how deeply, do we listen?

Are You Listening?.

Thoughts: Creating A Better Life

In addition to blogging I am also a small business owner. While I love my art, full-time job and blogging; I also realize there is a limit to how many things one person can do (and do well)  I have floundered a bit in trying to give Bohemian Home Journal a voice and direction . . .I ‘m the kind of person who jumps in head first then figures out things along the way (not recommended for the faint of heart)  so it recently occurred to me to incorporate more of what I need in this blog  (it’s always the obvious we don’t see) and others (like me) who need this info will appreciate the posts.

My plan is to create a section on small business ownership and life management tips for personal and professional growth. I have reached out to a few ‘experts’ in these areas that I admire, who I hope will allow me to post their information and direct people to their site.

While I consider myself to be a smart woman, I know certain management areas in my life are all over the place; ‘flying by the seat of my pants’ is what my mother would call it. Anyway stay tuned and wish me luck.

She’s Got the Beat!

Sam and I have been friends since high school. She is amazing, and has not changed a bit over the years. She has a great career, is married to a wonderful man and has a beautiful and smart daughter in college.

DSC_0254 During the week she works in a very conservative corporate environment; however in the evenings and on weekends she becomes that funny, unpredictable girl I became friends with in high school. I love the fact that she decided she wanted to learn and play drums only a few years ago. . . Who says you have to do everything when you’re young! We need to all be more like Sam (Sabrina) and try whatever we have a passion to do; no matter our age. DSC_0253 DSC_0252 DSC_0251

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Poem by Samiya Bashir

Brother I don’t either understand this
skipscrapple world that is–these
slick bubble cars zip feverish down
paved rushes of notcorn of notbeets
of notcabbage and the land and the land–

You should know, man, nothing
grows down here anymore except
walloped wishes and their gouged out
oil cans. Where bloodroot might span our

distance sit these bars land mined in the sand
lit from the inside eye these cages they twist us
they tornado us. No.

I don’t understand. Not those grates
not the grackles circling overblind
all perched so close to the beach there
we could smell winter freeze. In spring

did the wind bring the scent of smelt?
Remember? Even strike years mother
found smelt by the fingery bagful
and fried them almost whole.
It was almost enough.

-Samiya Bashir

Used by permission.
Originally published in Taos Journal of Poetry and Art.

Samiya Bashir’s second book of poems, Gospel, was a finalist for both the Hurston/Wright Legacy Award and along with her first collection, Where the Apple Falls, the Lambda Literary Award. Her poetry has most recently appeared in Poet Lore, Michigan Quarterly Review, Crab Orchard Review, Cura, The Rumpus, and Encyclopedia Vol. 2 F-K, and was recently honored by the Aquarius Press Legacy Award and two Hopwood Awards from the University of Michigan. An Ann Arbor, Michigan native and recent NEA Writer in-Residence at the Virginia Center for Creative Arts, Samiya teaches creative writing at Reed College.

Read more of  Samiya Bashir  poetry on her blog http://samiyabashir.com/blog/

I’m In the Mood for Love!

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Happy Valentine’s Day: Pepe Le Pew

I loved this little stinker as a child! Of course I couldn’t  smell him, but I thought, “He is so romantic, it couldn’t be that bad. Happy Valentine’s Day Pepe – The most romantic “man” I know. pepe-le-pew