Mr. HalfFull got his photo op around the world. Now it’s time for mine.
If you’ve read this blog for any amount of time, you know I drink coffee. In fact, when I ventured around the world on the 30/40 World Tour: Quest for Passion, I found that my passions are coffee and napping. I learned this through various opportunities to enjoy them and be deprived of them. Undoubtedly, coffee and napping are essential to my life. Deep, I know.
Let’s take a photo tour of my coffee encounters around the world…
I was armed with a latte from Capitol Grounds on my very first flight out of Washington, DC.
Fiji, our first country on the 30/40 World Tour, was not coffee aficionado friendly. At our first coffee stop, they tried to tell me that Coke was just like coffee!
Much of my time in Fiji was spent on primitive islands with instant coffee. Quelle horreur!
I didn’t get real coffee until our final night in Fiji when we checked into Sofitel and I had an amazing cappuccino.
My coffee experience in New Zealand was the complete opposite of Fiji. New Zealand has the most coffee roasters per capita of any country in the world. They take their coffee culture very seriously; even gas stations have espresso machines with baristas, and no one serves drip coffee.
My first full day in New Zealand included a latte (and internet time) at Mecca Stonehouse in Mission Bay outside Auckland.
I seem to always have coffee while on the netbook, including here at Paihia wharf.
We learned that coffee drinks come from volcanoes at the museum in New Plymouth.
I even had a coffee in hand outside the Te Papa Museum in Wellington.
Later that same day when we went to see a show at Circa Theater, just across from the museum, I had another coffee. Zoom to see me drinking it.
New Zealand was perhaps the best coffee country on the 30/40 World Tour, but the French-speaking countries like New Caledonia weren’t bad either.
While waiting in line at Café Malongo in Nouméa, I considered my espresso order.
After using bills to buy coffee, we count our change in Nouméa.
Once again enjoying coffee with a side of internet at our hotel in New Caledonia.
When we reached Sydney, Australia, I considered joining coffee school, but decided I didn’t have enough time.
I brought a cup of joe with me to the Australian Parliament Building in Canberra. They wouldn’t let me bring it inside, but I had no problem devouring it quickly!
The coffee drink and coffee netbook seemed to pair well at a restaurant called Phamish in St. Kilda, a suburb of Melbourne, Australia.
After visiting our new Australian friends in Heidelberg (another suburb of Melbourne), I waited for the train with coffee in hand.
Loving the latte art at a café in Melbourne before our flight to Mauritius.
Enjoying turkish coffee in Dubai with Sir Expat
Coffee in a German biergarten on Lake Starnberg with my cousins. Yes, I know you usually drink beer in a biergarten, but we had done plenty of that the night before! Don’t I look just like a beermaid, but with coffee and less cleavage?
Any time of day is a good time for coffee — even late night at Marianplatz in Munich.
A cappuccino complemented my 3rd course of lunch nicely at our hotel in Barcelona, Spain.
- Do you try to limit your coffee intake?
- What things/actions are essential to your life?
- Do you have any coffee location recommendations for me?
#1 by Sarah P. on August 29, 2012 - 12:06 PM
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I love this: “coffee with a side of internet.”
I’m not much of a coffee drinker. I love the taste (with some milk), but my body can’t handle the caffeine. I like a good decaf, but I recognize that most real coffee drinkers would say, “what’s the point?!”
We are finding some great coffeeshops in Richmond, VA. Crossroads, south of the river, is particularly great. They also serve alcohol and ice cream. Oh, and food. They make an amazing Guinness float!
What’s essential to my life? Hmm. Eggs in the morning, yogurt before bed. I like to think I’m flexible, but…
#2 by Ms. HalfEmpty on August 29, 2012 - 12:49 PM
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I never realized how precious internet time was until it was metered out by the minute and megabyte. So often I would go buy coffee just to have my “side of internet.”
That’s interesting that you love the taste of coffee, but not the caffeine. I think most people start out drinking coffee for the caffeine, and later develop and appreciation for the taste.
Coffee, alcohol and ice cream…I may be in love! =) It’s almost like a vice shop.
I like to think I’m flexible too, but I think Mr. HalfFull might laugh at that statement.
#3 by BigLittleWolf on August 29, 2012 - 1:22 PM
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What a delicious way to trace your adventures… volcanic coffee?
I recall having wonderful coffee in Jamaica, many years ago, and loving it.
I always drink TONS of coffee when in Belgium or France, and in France, generally espresso.
I admit to dribbling my own (strong, freshly ground) coffee over a variety of desserts, for a little extra “something.” For some of us, coffee is one of life’s great pleasures… And that’s one cup that we keep more than half full – quite possibly too much of the time!
#4 by Ms. HalfEmpty on August 29, 2012 - 1:57 PM
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Well, it wasn’t exactly the coffee that was volcanic. It’s mostly about the milk in the latte. If you zoom in on the museum poster, it says:
New Zealand’s dairy culture is fascinating. Mom and pop hotels/motels give you a container of milk at check-in!
Jamaican Blue Mountain coffee is one of the most expensive beans. They sell it around here for $40 per pound. I hear it’s delicious!
Belgium and France seem like great places to drink coffee. I’ve been to both, but it was before my coffee drinking days. I was only 5 in Belgium.
Sprinkling coffee over desserts sounds scrumptious! I’m sure it adds a visual flair as well.