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Nov
22
2011

Travel Tuesday: Volcanic Mud Baths in South America

Guest Contributor: Hagan Blount

You don’t need a guidebook for traveling in South America – just schedule your first stop at a party hostel before you leave, land, spend the night over a few cervezas (or Caipirinhas or Pisco Sours or Aguardientes, depending on the country) and you’ll be fine.  Find a friend traveling faster than you or one coming from the other direction, and you will have all the suggestions you need to fill a year-long journey.

The mud baths were a tip received via a new friend’s updated Facebook photo – she was covered head to toe in the grey stuff.  I had to go.

El Totumo – about 45 minutes North of Caragena, Colombia – is a Mud Volcano. They happen where gases and liquids emerge from the ground at a much lower temperature than igneous rock flows. They are naturally occurring events, each emitting different substances and gases depending on the geologic makeup of the area.

The trip costs about $20.  It starts from a tour bus stop in Cartageña where they will tell you to be ready at 8:30, pick you up at 9:10, but you don’t actually leave the city until 9:30.  My guess is that you could charter something yourself with three friends and save $5 and a whole lot of time. It’s 45 minutes from Cartageña, but if you pick up people at five different hostels and make other random, inexplicable stops before you leave town, it’s 2 hours.

When you visit El Totumo, they offer three services: The pictures, the massage, and the washing of your bathing suit. Skip the massage and the washing of the bathing suit – the massage is a massage in name only (I’m talking 45 seconds of some guy rubbing your back and then pushing you away – lame!) and you know how to wash your own bathing suit (but you should probably remove it and wash it in the lagoon just to rid it of mud). The pictures, as you can see, may just be the best $1.50 you will ever spend on photography. Don’t worry about handing them your camera – you get it back.

I went all the way in. You won’t sink; you can float standing at attention like a soldier. As far as any healing benefits that I may have received from the mud, mud is great for softening your skin, and simply being in the mud was a relaxing experience. And I think it made me lose three pounds.Well, it could have been the salad or perhaps the street meat I ate afterwards, but it could have been the mire of bacteria I was swimming in. There were twenty people in the bath when I went in and a new twenty when I got out, but I can’t pin the food poisoning to anything in particular.  I can’t say I felt any differently after getting out of the mud, but I was quite refreshed when I got it all off in the lagoon.

Correction: when I got most of it off. It’s five days later and I am still getting the mud out of my ears. Dunking your head in makes for great pictures, but, man, is it annoying.

Cartageña is a beautiful city, but can be dangerous. Learn from my experience, be careful, and walk with a friend at night. There will be no shortage of new friends looking to have adventures at whichever hostel you stay.

Hagan Blount is an Entrepreneur-in-residence at Ingk Labs and designs infographic résumés to stay creative and well-moneyed while on the road in South America.

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Mar
11
2010

Spa Madness! Foodie Gets A Slimming Body Wrap

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"I'm not a spa guy!"

As we send bloggers off for Spa Madness to check out and report back on some of the Spa Week treatments, realize– this is not being done at random! We’ve been doing our best to pair our bloggerati up with spa treatments that suit their mind-body-wellness needs and fit their personalities.

Which is why when Hagan Blount, the Wandering Foodie, gained 12 pounds after his latest blogging stunt “93 plates” (dining at 93 of NYC’s best restaurants… breakfast, lunch and dinner… throughout the entire month of January), we sent him STRAIGHT to the spa for a slimming body wrap. We also sent him to Queens with a purpose; this is the borough where he found his favorite restaurants during his grotesquely indulgent (yet pretty awesome) 31-day adventure.

Watch what happens when this “I’m-not-a-spa-guy” foodie experiences seaweed and wraps in their non-edible forms… and read his full account at Wanderingfoodie.com.

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Jan
22
2010

A Date With 93 Plates

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I have a date tonight.

Back in November I was invited out to dinner by a man by the name of Hagan Blount. For a last-minute girl in a city of last-minute men where dates tend come into existence the week-of, if not the hour-of (one of the great thrills of living in New York!)—this was certainly no ordinary invitation.

Hagan Blount is The Wandering Foodie, and after his last stunt (24 meals in 24 hours), Hagan has asked over 50 NYC food bloggers, myself included, to join him for a meal along the way on his latest epicurean adventure, 93 Plates.

For the entire month of January, Hagan is eating every single meal—breakfast, lunch and dinner—at one of New York City’s best restaurants, documenting every last bite. Thirty-one days, three meals a day = 93 Plates.

Why? The Wandering Foodie says: Why not?

Read more at WanderingFoodie.com and check back here to read the juicy details of our meal tomorrow. Oh… where are we eating? That’s a very good question. The destination has changed 3 times within 3 food genres and 2 boroughs in the past 48 hours… and at 2:30 PM, with bated breath I wait. Even for a non-date with an organized, super-charged foodie on the loose, nothing’s different—it’s still New York!

Follow us on Twitter for the live table talk: @H18 and @michellejoni

AFTER THE DATE UPDATE:

Just after posting this, Hagan informed me that our dinner was at a little Italian place in Queens called Vesta. Last time I had been to Queens for dinner was never. I was excited to try out a new borough, and my expectations were wildly surpassed.

A note on Hagan: “Wandering Foodie” is a 100% accurate representation of his current existence. With a laptop on his shoulder and only the clothes on his back (well, and the ones in his sublet), Hagan wanders from restaurant to Starbucks, blogging and eating and blogging and eating without much else in between.

It was fun to take on the role of a true food blogger for the night, photographing each dish in the best lit spot of the restaurant, jotting down notes on each bite, ingredient, flavor, spice, texture and opinion. Enjoy eating vicariously through our meal, and I’ll link you when Hagan posts his detailed review.

Appetizers:

Fried Brussel Sprouts

Fried Brussel Sprouts with Parmesan, one of the dishes they are rightfully known for. If you love roasted brussel sprouts... it's because you've never tried them fried.

Bibb Salad: Some of the freshest, buttery smooth lettuce I've ever had, topped with fried leeks, bacon with a farm egg; yolk drizzled on top with a light dressing.

The Meatballs: The breadcrumbs and Parmesan stole the spotlight - the ball is in their court completely.

Main Course:

Porkbelly with Sweet Potatoes, Pearl Onions and Prune Sauce blended beautifully. Porkbelly was too fatty for me to enjoy, as porkbelly tends to go for me. But was a well prepared dish for fat-lovers.

Cheesy Campinelle

Cheesy Campinelle: Beats any macaroni and cheese. Again, breadcrumbs stole the show, creating flavor-filled fireworks in my mouth with every bite.

aEscarole: A little too oily

Escarole: Too oily and not enough flavor compared to the other competitors on the table.

Dessert:

Pound cake

Pound Cake with Apricot Sauce: Better without the sauce. A decent cake, nothing to write home about.

Baby Jesus Cake: Hagan loved it. I thought it was just okay.

Baby Jesus Cake: Hagan loved it. I thought it was just okay. Hagan also thought there was gingerbread in it. I assured him there was not. I was right.

Check out The Foodie‘s version of our meal at Vesta.

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