Still Saving Our Planet?

I would consider myself to have a fairly mild personality; however, there are a few things I’m pretty passionate about and well…recycling is one of these things. This most likely stems from growing up in the ridiculously crunchy granola eco friendly recycling obsessed Pac NW. Many Pacific Northwesterners have similar mentalities regarding recycling: you do it, you love it, not recycling isn’t an option, and if you throw something out that could be recycled and/or composted, you’re most likely going to hell. Here in Austin, there’s a similar mentality. Even my host family in Mexico was extremely pro-recycling.

So, the other day I was Facebook chatting with a friend, Ofir. I met Ofir this past summer when I was in Israel – he was one of the Israeli soldiers that joined our birthright trip. (And by the way, I know I haven’t blogged about my Israel trip yet…I’m still trying to sort out my thoughts; however, I will give away one spoiler alert – hands down, my favorite part of the entire trip was having the Israeli soldiers and students join our group. They provided an entirely different dynamic for the group and truly made an already incredible trip even more amazing. More on this later.).

While in Israel, I ended up having many conversations with our Israeli soldier and student friends about differences between life in the US and Israel, cultural differences, stereotypes we had of one another, etc. One day, we were walking down the street in Tel Aviv and I noticed this giant metal structure filled with plastic bottles. I realized I didn’t know much about recycling in Israel, so I asked Ofir about it.

He said that although the concept of recycling was catching on, it still was fairly new and not completely accepted/prioritized. Ofir asked me about recycling where I’m from so I gave him a brief overview. He then asked me about the water bottle I had (it was one of those Nalgene-style bottles) – I explained the concept of one reusable water bottles vs. continually recycling plastic bottles. After my overview and this water bottle conversation, I pretty much assumed he viewed me as some crazy tree hugging crunchy granola composting hippie earth child. (:

Anyway, back to my original topic of conversation – my Facebook chat with Ofir. So, during our chat, the following conversation happened. I know this might make me appear to be a super crunchy granola and well…yeah, I guess it’s totally true. Perhaps it’s silly to get so excited about something like recycling plastic bottles, but well…I don’t think so! When I read when he wrote, I was pretty much bouncing out of my seat with excitement!!! Here’s our conversation:

 What with you? Still saving our planet? :))

 haha what do you mean by that??

 Just for you to know I bought a green bottle for water

 YAY!!! That makes me so happy!!! I love recycling (:

 That you doing great job! Haha yes!

 I love it!

 Even more, I told all my soldiers not to throw their plastic bottle

 (: !!!!!!!!!

 And now we have this big place we save all the bottles and recycle

 (:!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! That is so awesome!!! You’re saving the world now too!!!

Rockport

After the Turkey Trot, we headed down to Rockport, a small town on the coast of Texas. While many Texans claim that Texas beaches are unimpressive, I on the other hand, think Texas beaches are pretty great. (When you come from the Pacific NW and must bring a winter coat on every beach trip [including those in the summer], a beach where you can wear a t-shirt & possibly even get a sunburn in November seems pretty darn awesome.) Funny how pretty much everything in life is relative, yeah?

On a vaguely related topic, although I’ve been here a few years, our proximity to Mexico still blows my mind. The thing I find most interesting is that although we’re so close to Mexico, culture/society/life in Austin feels like we’re a world away. I guess you could also say the culture/society/life in Austin feels like we’re a world away from Texas!

With this all said…enjoy the following photos from my Rockport venture:

People On Airplanes

There’s something about airports…more specifically, airplanes, that cause so many of us to lose any ability to function with rational thought and/or logical behavior.

I was recently on a flight – it was one of those small regional jets. One of those small regional jets with overhead compartments that can accommodate an item no larger than a medium sized purse, at best. On these flights, people with the roller carry-on suitcases generally gate check their bags, i.e. they avoid luggage fees by dragging their suitcase through the airport, waiting for airline staff to tell them the bag is too big, then having their bag complimentary checked at the gate. It’s a pretty not-so-sneaky way for passengers with the small bags to avoid fees.

Anyway, I’m in the line to board the plane. You know, the line that everyone rushes to get into and ends up standing in the same spot for about 20 minutes while those in front take an insane amount of time to get situated in the plane. The guy in front of me was middle aged, 5′ 9″, pushing 200 pounds, had longer than average/slightly greasy hair, thick hipster glasses that might or might not have been prescription, and a large sports coat. His carry on item looked something between one of those small roller bags that fit in the overhead compartment of a regular sized airplane (which ours was not), a briefcase, and an old-school video camera case. Basically, it was way to big to fit on the plane.

We approach the plane entrance, he takes three to four large steps, reaches down, grabs his suitcase and lunges it with all his might up and into the overhead compartment, somewhat like a shot put. He sees the bag will clearly not fit – especially as he is trying to jam it between 2 hard cased bags that are already up there. He throws his bag down on the ground and tries to forcefully shove the two side bags to their respective sides to make room. In my head I’m thinking: A. “Sir…I’m no math/science person…but I do understand the basic laws of umm…the world…and can almost guarantee you that pushing two solid objects into one another will not create more room.” and/or B. “You know you CAN have that bag gate checked for free, right?”

Alas, I keep this unsolicited advice to myself and watch him reach down once again and launch his bag into the overhead bin. At this point, he starts furiously punching the bag into the bin with all of his might. Greasy hair flying all over the place, hipster glasses bouncing all over his nose. He’s putting his whole body into it at this point. I can tell the man sitting in the seat below this commotion is highly uncomfortable, though I’m not sure if he’s more concerned for his safety, or more grossed out/in shock by the hipster man slamming his body into the seated man’s chair, with every punch thrown at the bag. After about 20 seconds of punching (which is a long long time for this type of situation), the bag is finally wedged in the overhead compartment, the hipster man rips off his jacket, takes his seat, and I proceed down the isle.

An Incongruous Christmas

I ended up listening to a contemporary christian radio station the other morning. Not because I listen to contemporary christian music, but I wanted to sing along to christmas tunes and contemporary christian radio stations are gold mines this time of year.

“Silver Bells” came to an end and it was time for a commercial break. Before the commercials, there was a PSA-type announcement from the radio station saying something to the effect of: Christmas is a special holiday because jesus christ, our lord and savior was born. It’s not about the presents or materialism, but about rejoicing and celebrating jesus and this glorious day. So let’s make it a point to think about jesus alot and spend lots of time worshipping with our christian family and friends, because Christmas is about jesus, not presents! 

Immediately following this PSA was a commercial for Fred Meyer, Jared Jewlers and a slew of additional retailers promoting last minute Christmas sales and extended store hours for last minute shoppers “to get those final presents for everyone on your list!”.

Anyone else find this a bit incongruous?

Preface: I Don’t Hate Social Media

I will make the following disclaimer before writing the rest of this post: I don’t hate social media. I do believe in the idea of “everything in moderation”. I also believe that “just because you can, doesn’t mean you should” …which goes hand in hand with my “having a logical / strategic purpose behind every decision” theory. Social media has some some amazing things for our society. I also think it’s contributed & influenced some not so amazing things. However, if used correctly & responsibly, social media can be pretty freaking sweet.

I was at a book store last night & came across a few of my favorite sections: psychology & pop culture. Browsed through a handful of book ( Paradox of Choice, Sex Drugs & Cocoa Puffs, The Church of Facebook, The Culture of Excess)   that got me thinking…

“We are all published now. We all have a presence. We all matter. Social media allows us to express ourselves, show our accomplishments, applaud ourselves. This is done in a relatively safe environment where we don’t risk negative feedback, unless of course you’ve allowed people into your network indiscriminately or just have really mean friends. We want to be known, and it’s easier to risk this online, somehow. To allow ourselves to be truly known is the biggest risk we take in friendships and romance, fearing that we will be rejected once people see who we really are. But we tell you, fearlessly, in our blogs, tweets, status updates and emails with an openness many of us do not practice in our offline relationships.” (excerpt from Val Brown)

Hmmmm.