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Lyons Worldschooling Adventure

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  • Mathai's 10th birthday

    February 16 in Thailand ⋅ ☁️ 27 °C

    Mathai turned 10 years old on our third day in Koh Lanta. To celebrate, we took our boys and the Jones’ boys ATVing. The information flyer had pricing for drivers 5-years and older, so we assumed they had little kids machines. That wasn’t the case. The operators gave everyone a bicycle helmet (eek!), a 2-minute orientation (double eek!) and then told them to drive through the test area! Aaron slowed things down to make sure each kid / driver was comfortable. But still, it was kinda sketchy.

    For half of our time there, the boys drove a circuit, getting comfortable with the machines, and loving it. To close, they drove up bumpy trails and descended even bumpier trails. The boys had an amazing time. Susanna aged about 20 years that afternoon, due to her worry about safety!
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  • Fresh curry pastes. We got the massaman, it was incredibleBeach boysLots of hermit crabs at nightThese weird sculptures were all over the islandGas is sold in reused bottlesOur favourite smoothie spot, just down the street from our apartmentCamera tricksResident troublemaker monkeysKoh Lanta night market

    Koh Lanta continues

    February 18 in Thailand ⋅ ☁️ 30 °C

    For over two weeks, we shared a rental complex with our Alberta friends. There was much living back and forth: meals, video game sessions, partaking of sourdough bread and tea, etc. The boys often went from one apartment to the other through their bedroom windows. The neighbourhood monkeys often shared the same route along the wall!

    It was wonderful for the boys to have one another and so much freedom on the island. They would walk together to the beach, take muy thai (Thai kickboxing) classes, get smoothies or head to the convenience store, etc.

    Sadly, Mathai had an ear infection as a result from catching the flu on Samui. So, snorkeling was not in the cards for him. Susanna and Judah joined Zack and Jaidee on a boat trip to explore the underwater life. We saw morays, a sea snake, lion fish, and lots of fish we couldn’t name. Like all previous snorkels since the Komodo Islands, it was nice, but not extraordinary. We were spoiled with the sea life in Indonesia.

    One of the key ways we travelled around Koh Lanta was with a rented scooter. Susanna was much more comfortable now than she was during first weeks scooter driving in Koh Lanta, but still very cautious. So, she always said no when the boys asked to drive. Aaron supported the boys to build scooter driving skills by carefully mentoring and monitoring them. They LOVED to drive the scooter. And, did it quite well.
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  • Island Life

    February 26 in Thailand ⋅ 🌬 30 °C

    An artist near Old Town Koh Lanta offers a batik workshop in his outdoor studio. We had a bit more skill this time, after having tried this craft once in Bali. We really enjoy it, and would love to do this art form again.

    Aaron has become inspired about free diving. He took a course and wrestled with his feelings of not getting enough breath.
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  • Krabi & Ao Nang

    March 5 in Thailand ⋅ ☁️ 30 °C

    Outdoor rock climbing is something the boys hadn’t yet experienced. So, for Judah’s birthday we travelled with the Jones to Krabi, on Thailand’s mainland. It’s a rock-climbing mecca. One of the most beautiful climbing spots in the area is Railay Beach, so we headed for there. (Also, this our dear friends named their daughter after this beach so we had to go.)

    We celebrated Judah with real poutine and real coffee (his first!) at a Canadian restaurant, and, after climbing, dosas followed by Dairy Queen ice cream cake delivered straight to our hotel. The ‘anything can be delivered’ culture of Southeast Asia is realllllly handy.

    The busyness of Krabi and the Au Nang neighbourhood where we were staying starkly contrasted with Koh Lanta’s easygoing vibes. We didn’t love it, but were very happy to have a few more days with the Jones. We felt pretty sad to say goodbye to them. We loved our time with Tera, Zach, Jaidee and Zaya.
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  • Hospital view from the gurneyBuddah and Jesus at the local templeThis railroad track was feet from our bedroom

    Arriving to Sri Lanka

    March 12 in Sri Lanka ⋅ ⛅ 29 °C

    We’d explored a number of options for these weeks after Thailand and before Kenya. Andaman Islands, Madagascar, Malaysia, Tanzania… an embarrassment of opportunity. What guided us in the end was the hope for more surfing time. We had loved the daily surf in Lombok and wanted more. Some folks we met at the worldschooling hub in Croatia told us about a lovely surf town in Sri Lanka, and that ended up sounding like the right fit.

    On our first day in Sri Lanka, we woke up with a view of the beach. More Indian Ocean!

    We pre-arranged a driver to take us to the interior so we could do a few days of sightseeing before heading to the beach. He was suggesting terrible tourist stops that Google reviews said were a real waste of time, with only the driver’s commission being the benefit of stops like these.

    The driver was very distracted by his phone. He was constantly passing, similar to the driver we took from the airport. We thought maybe this was the style of driving in Sri Lanka. We didn’t demand he stop using his phone. Then, he drove head-on into an oncoming car. The immediate moments afterwards were full of fear and chaos. Susanna and the boys were in the backseat and got the worst of the impact. All three had seatbelt marks. The boys were able to get up and walk away but Susanna had whiplash and initially couldn’t move.

    Hospital x-rays showed no damage to her neck bones. Her muscles though, were very sore. She couldn’t move properly for days. So, we cancelled our trip to the interior of the country. We rested in a beautiful hotel near the accident site.

    Then, we went south for the surf.
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  • Sri Lanka Living

    March 18 in Sri Lanka ⋅ ☀️ 31 °C

    Near our home in Ahangama there were plenty of waves of all different challenge levels. A few breaks were even within walking distance of our house. The boys all found waves they enjoyed.

    Sadly, Susanna couldn't surf because of the whiplash. So instead, she watched from the beach, or walked the winding backroads. Luckily an experienced Ayurvedic doctor was able to provide real healing support.

    Public bus was our main way of travel. These speedy buses ruled the road, pushing all pedestrians and other vehicles to the side. Inside, it was decked out in disco-Hindu-party vibes.

    We did an exploratory dive, each of us paired with a dive master. It was very very cool.
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  • Cooking and weaving

    March 19 in Sri Lanka ⋅ ⛅ 28 °C

    Between the wave sessions, we took a wonderful cooking class with Disna, at her outdoor kitchen. We learned to make coconut milk - thick (first round) and thin (second round), which have different uses. With the milk, we made a delicious curry and dhal. We also made a winged bean dish and banana flour salad. So delicious.

    Susanna took a basket weaving class with Shane Prabath, a master weaver and generational artisan from Weweldeniya.
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  • Sinharaja Rainforest

    March 21 in Sri Lanka ⋅ ☀️ 32 °C

    This forest is Sri Lanka's last primary (never cut) tropical rainforest. Amazingly, more than 50% of the plants and animals in this lowland area are endemic to Sri Lanka. Sinharaja means lion (sinha) king (raja).

    Our guides were extremely knowledgeable, helping us spot creatures our untrained eyes never would have seen otherwise.

    We wore long pants and 'leech socks'. None the less, land leeches featured prominently in the walk. At first, only Aaron had one. But then, the rains started coming down hard and the leeches seemed to be under orders to attttack! We rubbed salt on our shoes, sprayed our lower halves with mosquito repellant, but even so, any time we stopped, we found the little suckers on our tender, warm flesh.

    After the walk, our guide Eddie shared some of his experiences with the 2004 Tsunami, which you can read in Aaron's blog post. It was sobering to hear about the devastation and loss.
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  • The southern purple faced leaf langur is a monkey that is endemic to Sri Lanka. And they are super cute.

    We took a silver jewellery making workshop. It was interesting, but hard, partially because the instruction was poor. The boys all made beautiful rings. Susanna made earings that were too heavy (related to the poor instruction situation), so they'll be used as pendants.Read more

  • 50 years experience working with cinnamon
    Finished cinnamon bark is rolled for export and commerceOwner of the tea farm and champion story tellerTea leavesTwigs, fresh leaves, fermented leaves

    Cinnamon and tea

    March 26 in Sri Lanka ⋅ ⛅ 30 °C

    Ask a Sri Lankan about their cinnamon and you'll hear that their's is the "true" cinnamon, and Vietnamese or Indonesian cinnamon is a poor alternative. This is partly because of the latter's high levels of coumarin, which is a toxin. But it's also about Sri Lankan cinnamon's more subtle floral flavours.

    Susanna joined a travelling worldschooling school for their day of learning about cinnamon and tea.

    The first stop was a cinnamon plantation where we learned through a tour, "the world's only cinnamon museum" and demonstration.

    This man in these photos has 50 years experience working with cinnamon. He is a 3rd generation plantation worker; his grandfather was brought to the farm as a slave by the British. We all gasped at seeing the history of colonization through meeting this man.

    He showed us how to harvest cinnamon. You cut one or two of 3 or 4 branches off the tree. The outer bark is scraped off with knife. Then, he massaged the inner bark with a brass pipe to loosen it. Then, he peeled off the inner bark with a hand knife. It's important, the translator said, to do this process all in one day before the inner bark becomes hard. The branches grow back in about two years.

    Our second stop was a tea plantation owned by a Sri Lankan who used to work as a manager for foreign owned tea plantations in the mountains.

    Sri Lanka is the 6th largest tea exporter in the world. There are three types of tea plantations in SL low, medium and high zones (4000+ feet) for tea growing.

    When asked, the owner said good tea is: taste is pleasant to the tongue. Colour of the liquor has to be pleasing to the eye. Good smell.

    All tea in world comes from one plant. Its unique characteristics are developed from the soil (terroire).

    The steps are:
    * Whither. 100kg of green leaf goes down to 50 kg dried.
    * Roll with a machine. Twice. Oxidizing
    * Ferment
    * Dry it. It's done when the colour is right
    * Sift. Larger leaves are higher quality. Tea dust goes into tea bags
    * Sticks and chaf goes back into the field

    They focus on shade grown tea, which invites brids who help eat the bugs and pests.
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  • This spice seller was minding the shop for his daughter
    Surfing brosThis train and its noise was a central part of our experience!Ongoing ear infections!Mathai's coconut headOur resident cat who had a powerful "feed me" meowOur host (right), his business partner / chef (left), and Jamie

    3 weeks in Sri Lanka

    March 28 in Sri Lanka ⋅ ☁️ 31 °C

    Staying in one place for 3 weeks helped us settle into a lovely rhythm. The boys surfed almost every day (and sometimes twice a day). The days were hot and humid so in the middle of the day we tried to be in the shade or stay at home. We learned about the people, foods, animals and gained a bit of Sinhala, the local language.

    Ahangama is a rapidly changing place. We heard that even just two years ago it felt more like a fishing village. Now it is very busy, with many expensive and modern places to eat or stay. There is a plethora of energy work, yoga and mindful living activities, most of which feels disconnected from the Sri Lankan culture. We found a similar dynamic in a number of the places we visited. This is a real tension in travelling. One way we tried to respond was to spend our money at places that are locally owned, rather than owned by foreigners.

    Overall, we really enjoyed Sri Lanka and would be most happy to come back!
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  • Safron, the world's most expensive spiceTimmy's across the world!Fake Chinatown in the mallCommercialized spiritual practice, kinda like ChristmasOur breakfast buffet was legendaryAtlantis hotel and waterpark

    2 days in Dubai

    March 29 in the United Arab Emirates ⋅ ☀️ 28 °C

    There are no direct flights from Sri Lanka to Nairobi. So, in the spirit of seeing a variety of places, we decided to have a short stop in Dubai!

    Our first stop was the gold souk. Piles and piles of gold were being sold in incredible designs. We inquired about a fairly simple gold chain. It was $2,000. That blew our minds because there were entire shirt fronts of gold for sale. We couldn’t imagine what those would cost. Between the shops, sellers were offering fake designer watches, bags, shoes, you name it.

    “Crazy we took a plane to get here. Feels like we took a spaceship,” said Judah. Truly, this was worlds apart from the fishing village turned hip surfer spot where we stayed in Sri Lanka.

    At this point in the trip, we are fairly weary of markets. We quickly escaped the souk. Dubai has a creek running through it, with inexpensive boats to take you across. We explored the old town, which had the air of being a Disneyfied movie set.

    Our next destination was the world’s largest mall, the Dubai Mall. It took over an hour to get from the train to our destination in the mall. It is truly a huge place. We dropped the kids off for 3 hours of VR games and rides (a 'Ramadan special' meant it was actually somewhat affordable). In the meantime, Aaron and Susanna had a coffee while watching sharks and fish swim by in the world’s largest indoor aquarium.

    “I feel like I'm in the middle of a Baraka scene,” said Aaron, after we had been in the mall for hours.

    On our second day, we took the kids to the world’s largest waterpark (notice a theme here?). Afterwards we explored the hotel's impressive aquarium. We all had a grand time.

    Our hotel was located in Deira, which has mix of fancy and working class. The only things we saw priced for regular people were in this neighbourhood.

    Dubai is a weird place. There’s incredible amounts of wealth. All the workers are from other countries. Taxi drivers make so little that they often live 8 or more people in a studio apartment. It gets 50+ degrees celsius in the summer. The government doesn’t ask questions about where your money comes from before you buy land. The drinking water is desalinated sea water, and resulting in piles of salt that needs to be dealt with.

    Like Vegas, I’m not sure I need to go back.
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  • Rift valley, the cradle of humankindTowns on the way to the MaraImpala antelopeMongoose on alertOur tentNixon, the interpreter, giving presentations in the evening

    Safari begins

    April 2 in Kenya ⋅ ☁️ 26 °C

    Jonah drove us to and from Maasai Mara. He expertly navigated the potholes, avoided oncoming trucks driving in our lane, dealt with the traffic and construction, and more. On our way into the park, we saw a herd of impalas bounding away, followed by a group of mongeese (mongooses?) standing on their hind legs, looking concerned. Jonah followed his instincts, turned down a road and brought us very close to a cheetah, large hyena and jackals. An incredible way to start the trip.

    For the rest of the trip, Henri was our driver. He is Maasai man with 20+ years experience as a guide. His spotting and driving skills were extraordinary. And, he is a kind and joyful man.

    The seven of us delighted in all the animals, birds, sunrises and sunsets.
    We saw baby animals of so many kinds.
    We were so close to a lion when it roared that it shook the car.
    For over two hours, we watched a pride of lions stalk, hunt, kill and eat a buffalo.
    We had champagne (thanks to J&J’s amazing pre-planning) next to a river full of hippos snorting and wrestling.
    We had hot breakfast in the bush.
    We saw so many zebras it was impossible to count.
    We saw a tiny deer that was just bigger than a rabbit.
    And, so much more. It was a trip of a lifetime.
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  • Hundreds of buffaloHyenas waiting their turnA little comic relief after the huntLater that day...

    Lion hunt - an extraordinary sight

    April 4 in Kenya ⋅ ☁️ 17 °C

    Just after dawn, our guide spotted some lions in the distance. For over two hours we watched them causally follow a large herd of buffalo, stalk a few, corner one, pounce and then work as a team to take it down. It was amazing and sobering to watch a life being taken. And, from what we heard, a unique experience for people on safari.Read more

  • Kilifi, the Kenyan coast

    April 7 in Kenya ⋅ ☀️ 29 °C

    There’s an ancient history of Arabic-Kenyan trade on the coast of Kenya. This brought Islam to the area and influenced the regional language of Swahili – about 20% of Swahili words are from Arabic. As a result of this cross-cultural interaction, the Kenyan Coast has a very different feel than other parts of the country.

    We spent 4 nights by the sea at a house with a pool. Multiple times a day, Mathai asked us to help him stay free from mango flies, something that happened to Grayson in the past.

    The marine environment near the house is being restored by a community-based organization. They’re doing incredible work. Their coral nursery has numerous starts, which are then transplanted into concrete forms. In the area they are caring for, we saw large schools of beautiful fish and a variety of coral. In other nearby areas of the sea around there, there were few fish and one type of coral, if any.

    Seeing baobab trees was a highlight of our coastal time. These huge trees are gorgeous.
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  • Nyoma choma (BBQ) time!Dinner out!Ostrich reubenCorn ribs and gorgeous coctailsThe splitting of the red seaMatzo ball soup!Brisket

    Kenyata market and Passover

    April 11 in Kenya ⋅ ⛅ 20 °C

    We were in the market to watch Jonah DJ at a “Record Store Day” event. It was a really neat mix of locals and foreigners. Two rows of stalls were dedicated to barbeque places. Staff were wearing the tell-tale medical style white coats, offering “nyama choma” of beef, goat, and chicken.

    As we walked around, people were friendly. There were rows of the market dedicated to hair braids for women, other sections had tailors or home decorations.

    Judah got his hair cut at the Kenyata Market. The barber seemed confident so we sat down. After a few passes of the clippers, I started to realize that this man had never cut white people’s hair before. I asked, “you’re going to use scissors for the top, right?”, which he easily agreed to. But, he needed to walk down the market aisle to borrow a pair of scissors. He obviously has a lot of hair cutting skill, but having never encountered white hair before, didn’t really know what to do with the scissors. The woman who lent him the scissors came over to show him the technique.

    During all this, it was fairly quiet in the shop. A man came by waiting to get his head shaved. He was curious about us white folks and started asking all sorts of questions. He wanted to know if we were part of a tribe. I explained that Indigenous folks in Canada have tribes, but we aren’t part of a tribe. After he translated this to the others in the barber stall, they all laughed their heads off. No tribe!! I told him Judah’s lineage, with grandparents from Russia, Czech republic, Hungary, Romania, Isreal/Palestine and more. He was astounded by the idea of having so many blood lines. Another round of laughter!

    Judah’s hair turned out pretty well. It required a lot of coaching from Susanna, but the barber prevailed. We paid twice the price I should have ($10), but we agreed to that because we knew it was going to take him some work! Lol.

    The first night of Passover was at East Africa's only synagogue. The second night was at Jonah and Jaclyn's house.
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  • Our eating area, with freshly roasted groundnuts (peanuts)Showers (we could heat up water if we wanted)Making use of every possible spaceDinner in the dark, eating ugali (staple maize meal)WeedingPreparing chicken feedChristopher, former teacher at the school, organized football matches for the boysCorner shopLocal restaurantMaking chapatiSim sim, freshly roasted and some mixed with sugar and pressed into barsSusanna's job was painting new PPI logos on the walls

    Practical Permaculture Institute

    April 14 in Kenya ⋅ ⛅ 26 °C

    We spent two weeks in rural Western Kenya, volunteering at the Practical Permaculture Institute of Kenya. This group began in collaboration with a permaculture expert from Salt Spring Island, a connection that led us here. PPI exists to support local food security and women’s self-sufficiency - important work!

    Being at PPI was an incredible experience of the ‘real’ Kenya. At first, we were strange beings for the local community to stare at, and call ‘mazungo’ or white person. Some even wanted to touch us for good luck. After some time though, the local people began to connect with us as people. We built simple friendships with the people in the community, exchanging greetings in the local Luya language or Swahili.

    Real relationships also emerged within the PPI Kenya family:
    • JB: Founder of PPI. He has the most experience with foreigners, and we were able to speak plainly with him. He helped create our list of work responsibilities, and helped make things happen as needed.
    • Steven: Judah and Mathai’s ‘supervisor’. He taught them about looking after the chickens, rabbits (who came during our stay there), tomatoes, compost, etc. He also worked with them to build small pieces of furniture.
    • Rachel: a regular collaborator who lives near the coast, with lots of experience leading permaculture and sustainability projects.
    • Lillian, or Mama: a powerhouse with vision, and close friend of Rachel
    • Grace: Lillian's adopted daughter who contributes to all the domestic chores

    One of our contributions was to purchase supplies for a rabbit hut. We thought Aaron and the boys would help build it, but in the end it was mostly created by local workers. The boys wanted to see rabbits in the cage, so they helped finance the purchase of some of the rabbits with their allowance savings. The boys loved the rabbits. The rabbits will provide valuable fertilizer and nitrogen for the gardens, and meat for eating and sale. It's also a powerful demonstration tool for teaching others about closed system farming.

    As for accommodations, Aaron and Susanna’s traditional mud hut with a straw roof leaked when the rain was heavy. That meant it leaked at the start of every day’s rain. When this was happening, we covered our clothes with our rain coats. We set up an umbrella was over our coffee table. It was slightly miserable and slightly hilarious. After about a week, our hosts put a tarp on the roof overtop the bed, and we were dry.

    The toilets were outhouses with a hole in the concrete floor. One day, Aaron opened the outhouse door and found a swarm of flies and a lizard on the wall. He waited for the creatures to clear before going ahead with his business. Afterwards he reported, ‘we’ve come a long way!’

    Haiku by Judah:
    Dinner ain’t ready
    I am very hungry now
    Give me some food please

    Haiku by Mathai:
    Pit toilet is bad
    Too many flies up my butt
    Careful, don’t fall in
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