Lolita is a 20 foot long, 7000 lb. orca who has “lived” at the Miami Seaquarium for over 40 years now. She belongs to the “L” pod of the Southern Resident orca community in the pacific north west. On August 8th 1970 Lolita was caught in Penn Cove, Pudget Sound, WA.
Right now Lolita is being a Slave to Entertainment in the small pool the trainers call her “home”. Lolita’s family of orcas spend most of there time in Washingtons Pudget Sound and British Columbia waters. Lolita remains healthy and would do well back in her home waters.
If you would like to learn more please watch Lolita: Slave to Entertainment https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LaPmkL4kN48
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Have you guys ever thought about raising your children on a sailboat or a different country so that they would grow up embracing as many amazing cultures there is and appreciating all the beautiful places there are in the world? I’m Canadian and I love to travel. I am always so grateful for being a Canadian too. So have you ever thought raising them in a different country after a few years at home (say Canada, for me) they would appreciate living in a different place every couple years?
I find so many children growing up don’t realize whats going on around the world, and to me — I would want my kids to know what is happening in the world they live in.
So many children growing up in North America… ( And other countries/continents too… ) are being brought into our world with the wrong idea of what life really should be about. So what do you guys think?
Ah, I dread the every week email reminding me to post my weekly goal. Don’t get me wrong, I love blogging and writing, but I dread getting the reminder because I have nothing to write about. Believe had I even had a remotely good idea I wouldn’t have to read “Kelsey, it’s time to write your weekly post!”. Alright WordPress. I’ll write it but you give me an idea first.
But here I am… halfway through the week and I am ready to make you laugh!
Even though college in California didn’t work out, the time that I spent there with the family who rented the room for me did and said some strange things… It was still worth being there the time I was and witnessing this stupidity…
When we got my first weeks groceries the lady I was staying with put my Lucky Charms in the fridge. NO.
Then she put my bread in the fridge. WHY?
Then I was upstairs in my room trying to figure out how my side lamp worked… She came in and asked if I needed any help. Sure. After she helped me turn it on she proceeded with more stupidity. “All of Canada has electricity right?” … Fucking no comment.
At school I was asked… ”You must have been really glad when they finally started allowing strawberries up there, huh?” Yes. Before the advent of strawberries, all I could do was suck on ice cubes and DREAM.
Then once there was a girl who thought it was totally cool we lived in igloos and rode polar bears to school and work.
And then there’s those Americans that think Canada is a state… But if it’s a state.. even then it must be pretty fucking small… Because for the 3rd time I’ve been asked…
“Do you know Pete?”
“Oh, he’s really friendly.”
Oh yeah! Friendly Canadian Pete. Yeah, he’s awesome. He died, by the way.
Go Team Canada!
Hey guys! After many hours pinning to a new board on pinterest… named “Culture”. I wanted to share some of the very popular ones that kept getting repinned by others. What do you think of them? Comment below to tell me which ones you like and why!
Woman washing her hands.
Woman throwing Marrakech dyes in India at the Holi Festival.
Geisha’s in Japan.
Xhosa Bride. Lesedi Cultural Village, Gauteng, South Africa.
Beautiful pictures eh? Well tell me what you guys think!
They called her wanderer because she’d often go exploring and her mind was never in one place. If you wanted some place with no city sounds and no bright city lights she’d take you there. “Let’s go!” She would say.
They’d call her crazy. She’d live in a dream world made up entirely of her own adventures. She could never be the girl to sit in an office all day and sort through papers. She craved adventure and only wanted to see more and learn more about every culture. “I want to run away” She’d say.
She didn’t listen. Of course she didn’t. You expected her to? Her dad would say “It’s time to grow up already!” She tried, but it got to a point where… It seemed she never would grow up because her dream world never went away and she kept going there. So she didn’t listen anymore. “I can’t hear you anymore.” She would say.
They called her make believe. She had golden un kept hair from the sun and bright green eyes. Her skin was illuminated by the sun and when she turned to the light in the sunset her silhouette seemed fake. “I’m real” she would say.
They’d call her blind. She would imagine herself learning about different cultures and people. She didn’t understand. This is what she thought life was about. “But still I cannot see, if the blind one is me… How can there be so much that you don’t know?” She would say.
They called her trapped. They would keep her hidden and away from the world. “Let me go” She would say.
If there are mothers out there reading this, and if you ladies have daughters like the one in this story, know that they are very special girls and all they want is your blessing to travel. Don’t hold them down if they don’t want to go to college. Don’t hold them back if they want a career in something you don’t approve. Let them go.
He sees the world differently. He’s the guy everyone gets along with and everyone loves because he’s that guy. There’s no explaining him. There’s no explaining it, he’s just that guy.
He’s the guy that doesn’t need a fancy hotel with room service, he’s happy with sleeping in a room with 7 other people in it with their backpacks thrown against the wall and their shoes scattered on the floor. If you got the chance to go out with him, don’t expect him to take you to a movie or bore you with talk of the things he wishes he’s done, don’t expect him to take you somewhere expensive and hard to get a reservation, no… he’s the guy that will take you to this hidden joint in town that has the best burgers for 5 dollars.
He’s that kind of guy who will spring a cheap train ticket to a new city on you. So be ready for that. He doesn’t wear tommy gun clothes or expensive Calvin Klein shirts. No, he’s the guy with the worn out tom shoes, beige shorts and that red shirt you like so much he got when he was in Bolivia. He’s the kind of guy that gives you that sweater he got in Chilli when you were feeling chilly.
He’s the guy that works his ass off every summer and fall so he can explore his new trip in the winter and spring. Chances are most days he gets so stressed out about work he figures, “Hey I have enough money, I’m leaving tomorrow.” Though, he’s the kind of guy that would never do that to his boss and friends. He’s the kind of guy who spends his last day with his family playing board games, and watching and debating his fantasy football team with his dad.
He is a freelance artist and has the most beautiful pictures of all the places he’s been to. He is the kind of guy who is shy to submit his work to a company, but he knows after one beautiful picture, comes another one, and it’s better then the last one… So he’s the kind of guy that waits for the best. He’s the kind of guy that doesn’t have a college degree, but if he did he’d be doing something entirely different with it.
He’s the kind of guy who wants to take you with him on his next trip because travelling the world is getting old when he is alone. Sights would be more beautiful, food would be tastier, plane rides would be quicker, life would be better.
He’s the kind of guy who doesn’t wear a watch. His days are ruled by the rising and setting of the sun. He’s the kind of guy that blocks everything out and the world is oblivious to him when he is looking at something so beautiful. He’s the kind of guy that tries to FaceTime you any chance he gets when he has wifi. You must not worry when he doesn’t text you back, he isn’t cheating on you, he’s not that kind of guy, he is in a place where there is no reception so don’t worry. If he had wifi he’d be talking to you while skydiving.
You are probably in love with that kind of guy, if you are… Don’t let him go. You are a very rare find to him because likely you are (that kind of girl).
There are so many dog lovers out there that don’t understand why people like me love cats over dogs. Now don’t get me wrong… I love dogs. I love all animals. But there’s something about cats that wins my heart over dogs. And you, and all those dog lovers need to know what that is. Because cat people know what dog people like in dogs that make them more lovable then cats. And we love when our dogs run up to us after work and greet us ” I missed you! I missed you so much! Don’t ever leave me again!”. And of course you can run with your dogs, and if they are super big you can use them as pillows. But there is something about cats that I love.
1. Cats are polite - Cats prefer to observe new arrivals from afar. For instance, under the bed or atop the refrigerator. Maybe, if the cat is in the mood, she’ll come out to acknowledge this New Person with a tail twitch, a cautious once-over. But that’s it. No effusive greetings, no jumping on laps or humping of legs. Invite a cat to your dinner party. She’ll stay discreetly out of the way, while a dog lusts for — and sometimes runs away with — the main course.
2. Cats bring you presents - Hunters at heart, cats are miniature versions of their wild forebears, the lions, tigers, cheetahs and jaguars of the world. But cats can’t down a wildebeest in your backyard, so they settle for smaller prey — and share it with you. (It was my birthday and I was on my way out when I opened the door and my Russian Blue cat Smokey drops a mouse in front of my feet. I appreciate the gesture. I really do.)
3. They are silent - No sound in the world rivals a cat’s purr. Its thrumming rhythm alerts helpless kittens, assuring them that mama cat is nearby (along with the milk supply!). That comforting buzz tells humans that their feline friend is oh-so-content with life. Stroke a purring cat’s side, caress its chin and feel the gentle rumble for instant stress relief.
4. They are great cuddlers – You missing your significant other? Are they far away from you and you need somebody? Cats will fill that void for you. Only if you let them come to you. I know if I lay down on my bed, Smokey will walk towards me like a super model and give me these dear loving eyes and lay next to me.
5. They clean themselves – Yeah they do. No more bath time. Your cat is it’s own hygentic system.
6. Cats love you unconditionally – No more tail between the legs or head down and walk of shame away from you. If you had to use the squirt bottle to get your cat off the christmas tree, they eventually understand that you only want whats best for them and they will swerve between your legs as a forgiveness. How sweet.
7. Natural Habitat still accessible – Dogs have to go to the dog park and go on walks with you. They have to be found and can’t find their way home. Cats don’t need walks. They walk themselves. They know you ain’t got time for that. Smokey is an outdoor cat…Shh don’t tell anyone. But I love watching him run tree to tree. He loves it. And he doesn’t need me to drive him somewhere for him to do it. His natural habitat is in your back yard.
8. Cats are smarter – They are… they really are. They can be taught to use the toilet.
*Note to all dog lovers reading this*
I am not hating on dogs. I think they are adorable. But I love cats and their presence.
Well it’s the second night of me being without my parents or siblings for the first time for a long time, and guess who I’m missing already? My parents. My brother. My sister. My puppy. My cat. Between you and me… I’m feeling more lost and sad then I did when I got lost in Bangkok. Last night I went for a run and tonight I went for one too hoping to relieve stress and confusion. It helped for a little while until I went on Facebook and saw pictures of friends and strangers. Some I didn’t want to see and made me miss them more and made it worse. But I’m not just going to sit here and type out a “dear diary” sort of blog post. No. I’m not. I’m going to tell you what I do when I’m feeling this way.
If I am missing someone or home I normally catch myself painting for drawing.
If I am lost and confused, reasuring myself of what I want always makes me feel better.
Comfort food helps, and watching something to take your mind off of the subject helps too. Or unless if you want to watch something the reminds you what you’re working towards. For me, it’s any movie that was filmed in Hawaii. (50 first dates, The Descendants, and Soul Surfer) But that’s only because I am working to live there one day.
If I’m missing someone, I try not to think of why we aren’t together now, instead I think of all the wonderful times we will have together to make up for all the loss times. For all the loss smiles, kisses, hand holding, and eye staring. I know one day we will make up for it. But for all the people who say home is where the heart is, for me home its wherever I’m with that person.
I always say salt water is the cure for everything, sweat, tears, and the ocean. And it’s the truth no doubt. Have you ever tried sitting near the ocean and breathing in the salt water? Or have you ever wondered why you feel so much better crying everything out? Or even working out to sweat out all negativity. Well if you haven’t thought about it that way, try it.
It’s a whole other world here. I left with 3 feet of snow on the ground and now I’m adapting to warm weather and palm trees instead of those pine trees I’m used to seeing. When I was there I couldn’t wait to be here. And now that I’m here… I can’t wait to be home. The catch is that while we can operate in both worlds, we belong to neither; half of our heart is always elsewhere.
Today I am feeling lost and confused and I just want to go home. But that’s just today.
As we are driving to La Jolle, San Diego and getting closer and closer to the beach listening to California by Phantom Planet we are seeing men and woman carrying their surfboards sideways against their bodies and above their heads. Young girls my age driving punch buggies and blasting cool music out their window. Seeing children flying kites and their parents cuddled up together watching what they created. This is an amazing life style to live. Something a lot like what I want.
The fam and I also visited SeaWorld (future career location). We saw the Orca Whales in the underwater viewing. As much as I want them to be set free after seeing them in the wild in all their beauty, seeing them underwater like that was amazing. We also saw Blue Horizons (Dolphin Show). I loved it so much.
We are driving back to Santa Clarita for first day of College tomorrow. Hope you guys liked today’s post. Comment below!
Saturday 1/11/2014 7:50PM