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GISHWHES

The Greatest International Scavenger Hunt the World Has Ever Seen.
G.I.S.H.W.H.E.S.

Last year my good friend Mel approached me to do this thing called GISHWHES, and I thought she was crazy. It is a week of find just how silly, spontaneous and creative you can get with a list of 100+ items. Set the stage, take a picture or a video of your creation and move on to the next item. Did I mention you are on a team of 15? You could know all those people or they could be from all over the world.

Build a nest in a upscale neighborhood, nest in it.

Build a nest in a upscale neighborhood, nest in it.

Last year was fantastic! I adorned a fabulous dress made of things only found in your bathroom. I built a gingerbread scene depicting a seedy neighborhood with a heavy police presence. I even managed to build a giant birds nest in the Olympic Village, completely made of straw.

This year however, was like night and day. I found it to be completely different from last year for me. Why? Well, I’ll be honest with you, I hated it.

It’s not that I hated my team or the offical GISHWHES Item list, both of which where wonderful and awesome. The problem had to do with me and not being able to unlock that creative person I know I can be. Give me crayons, a hairdryer, some tape and sparkles and I can build you a grand rainbow. Last week also happened to be a very stressful week at work, which in turn, make it very difficult to pull at that creative person.

I tried to create a sculpture of a few different landmarks out of sugar cubes, roughly 2 ft high. Every time I got it to around a foot and a half, it got knocked over by the wind, I accidentally knocked it over, a bee landed on it. Each time I fell over, I tried my best to keep a good attitude in putting it back together, but after a few attempts and a couple of days putting it back together, I gave up. Giving up is not an easy thing for me to do once I find something I want to do, but sometimes its best to go back to the drawing board.

I ended up building the stupid thing in the bathtub, not as elegant or awesome as I wanted, but I did it. I built the tower, in the tub and looking back, its how it suppose to be.

I also found that being presented with a list of random and awesome things to do, I work best when I have someone to bounce ideas with. All of my team members lived hours and miles away from me, so I had to pull at people I knew. A big shout out to Geoff, Richard and Anthony for your help during last week.

A special shout out to Anthony. I needed someone I loved to hug for 20 mins, in a public space, and then time-laps it into 10 seconds. So naturally, I choose my boyfriend. During a bad week at work, me doing random and strange things with food all week, Anthony was there.

Made entirely out of extra things in my fridge.

Made entirely out of extra things in my fridge.

This year I managed to make a few random things out of leftover foods in my fridge, yell “This is how you get ants!”. Learn that sugar cubes are only good after 3 drops on the floor before they become round and you can’t use them to stack. But most importantly I learned that even if I’m having a bad week, I will always have someone, near or far, to help me be silly, spontaneous and creative.

All the best,
Bailey B.

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Well, it was Monday after all.

Its becoming clear to me that public transportation and myself don’t mix.

Lets take this mornings ride to work.

I’ve managed to make it off the skytrain and am now on my walk to work. A group of people, myself included, where waiting to cross a busy street. Hooray cross walks!

Enter crazy guy.

He starts yelling at two guys in front of us to move, cross the street, NOW! When you clearly can’t because well, cars. The crazy guy then starts calling them and I will quote him here “Police perverts”. Then goes on how they need to get out of his way and cross the street. Mind you the light hasn’t changed and you can’t cross the street. Again because cars. It seems that no one is going to say anything, so I spoke up. I told him to leave these two alone, which looking back I can see why everyone else didn’t. He goes on to say and I quote “looking is not seeing”. Then goes on rant how I need to really see people for what they are.

Well I’m sorry sir, but I see that you are crazy. I didn’t need to look more into that.

Light changes, everyone crosses and the crazy guy continues to go on how looking is not seeing and people should just keep their mouth shut this early in the morning.

All I can say is, Thank the heavenly gods for good strong coffee.

I would love to tell you this is a once in a blue moon occurrence for me, but alas, this happens more often than I’d like to admit. I’m almost certain that the color of my hair is the reason for such crazy adventures with transit. But I’ll let you be the judge of that.

All the best,
Bailey B.

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Hello world!

Hello & welcome to my little corner of the internet!

First thing you need to know when starting a blog, it’s its own adventure. Choosing the name seems to have been the hardest part!

So lets get to it! My name is Bailey, I’m 27 and I have a knack for finding adventure. Or sometimes it finds me, on the bus, at work, on an airplane or somewhere around the world. Many people have told me that I should write a book with all the adventures I’ve had over the years, but I’ll settle for a blog.

Take off might be a little rough, but it’s the journey I’m really excited about!

All the best,
~Bailey