Plane Ticket/ Bank Account Issues

Sunday, April 8th: The Panic & Frustration

I’ve mentioned several times on this blog that I want to gain more travel experience. Saturday (yesterday) I was given a huge dose of experience. My card was declined, not once, but twice. Then I couldn’t get into my online banking. I called the telephone teller and sure enough, my account is locked. Also, when I saw I called the teller, I mean that I entered my account number for the robot on the other end to tell me my account is locked. Thanks for nothing, by the way.

Anyway, my bank is closed on Sundays (of course), so I have to wait until Monday. That’s a whole day  – I know, so terrible first world problems – of me refusing to let myself panic, wondering if my bank account is compromised or something. I know that is was probably tripped by me buying my plane tickets and my AirBnB rooms. However, I am  terrified.

Monday, April 9th: The Resolution

They didn’t tell me why my account was frozen. However, they gave me a new card and gave me access to my online banking. Phew – nightmare over. I’m kind of glad I was issued a new card, because now I don’t have to worry about any previous attempted purchases going through.

The Lesson 

What has this taught me, you ask? First , I need a credit card. Using my bank card for everything could leave me without a means of purchase when I go on vacation. It’ll be nice to have a backup. I know that it’s important to call your company before you leave for a vacation so they don’t automatically freeze your card. However, that’s kind of difficult to do when you don’t have a credit card.

The problem with smaller banks is they don’t always have the infrastructure to help you. I couldn’t get in contact with a real person until i went into the bank. If I was in a different country, I’d have to wait for opening hours to call the branch and who knows if they’d be able to help me over the phone. Not to mention, what if I have an issue Satuday after they close and can’t do anything until Monday? That’s a long time to be cut off when you’re in another country. Pending these concerns, I’m going to have to contact my bank (ha!) and make sure that my trip to Costa Rica will not be a problem. ESPECIALLY because at my bank, they don’t unfreeze cards they only issue new ones. Can you imagine me being stuck in another country for two weeks, unable to access my bank account, having to rely on only a credit card? It’s a disaster waiting to happen.

If you have any tips or suggestions, please let me know! Have you ever been cut off from your money in a foreign country? How did you manage? 

-Knurly 

 

If you love it you’ll make time: four hours a day challenge

What’s up people? Knurly here, questioning my every move and thought. If you’re a self over-analyzer, you know what I mean. Anyway, something I’ve mentioned several times of this blog is an extreme desire to “do what I love.” And much of my blog has been that so far, however, I have ambitions outside of this platform that feel like they are slipping away from me. First and foremost, I want to seriously write my book. In all fairness (to myself) I have been working on my book but not as intensely as I hoped at the star of the year. It’s time to shift my gears and buckle down. After all, if this is really what I want to do with my life – I should be able to prioritize my work.

Therefore, I am enacting a challenge. For the next three weeks (roughly the time I have before starting my summer job – oh yeah, I got a summer job!) I want to utilize three hours each day to writing. At least two of the hours I spend writing should be focused on my book. Another hour has been set aside to practice drawing. I have a sketchpad labeled “Summer ’16” – meaning that I intended to fill that sucker up almost two years ago! I won’t let time slip away from me anymore.

It just boggles my mind how much I can get done when I set aside time. I always thought that I’d be some unstoppable machine if I was ever to utilize the time that I have to studying, practicing, whatever. Let’s see if I am right. I want to see how far this will take me. Plus, I hate losing, so I have a huge incentive to complete this challenge. The challenge starts today, April 16th (you maybe be seeing this post later than that, sorry) and ends the 7th – conveniently the week of finals. Wheeze!

I am publishing this post as a record of my intent. Please, you must publicly shame me into keeping my own promises. Nothing like a little public humiliation as motivation, am I right?

Anyway, in the meantime, please enjoy some of my other posts, there are many to come. (I have a queue right now that I can’t even keep up with!)

My Bloscar award: with a tone ranging from facetious to serious 

A post about how I fucked myself over when buying plane tickets 

An OOTD in which I pose like a supermodel on a playground

The googly eye mask 

A post in which I neurotically hunt down a pair of sold out shoes

And some dumb stuff I bought off eBay

-Knurly 


So tell me: what passion or projects have fallen to the wayside in your life? Do you have plans to pick them back up? If so, how are you going to build the discipline?

BLOSCAR AWARD

First of all THANK YOU to everyone who has followed my blog! It feels great to have your support (plus I like validation). I’ve also massive restructured my blog’s layout, I hope you like it!

Shoutout to thisisoneforthebooks for nominating me!

Anyway, I’m only one month into blogging and I’m already winning awards for my superior writing skills. *cough cough*

Ahem, anyway. Onto the acceptance speech…

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Travel Anxiety – I waited too long

Cover image here (found on Wikipedia)

Hello fellow wannabe full-time travelers, it’s Knurly. Today is a sad story of how I increased my Costa Rica trip’s cost by a hundred dollars, due to an inability to “pull the trigger.” Of course, my new trip time-slot has allowed me to take a Summer II semester course, but that’s not the point of this post. I found an amazing flight from my city to San Jose, round trip for two people, for a total of 730 bucks. However, I waited too long due to some commitment anxiety and I lost my opportunity. In fact, the ticket prices increased so significantly I was sure my trip had been cancelled. Alas, I was able to figure it out. Note: I always figure it out.

Note: I do not watch Riverdale

However, this new cheap flight, which by the way, is costing me about 840 dollars total, has three layovers. Yes, my first trip without any parents will involve a trip with three layovers/change offs, and I’m not even quite sure what an airport gate is, how you find your gate, or even proper airport etiquette. In other words, I’m a mess, please follow my blog. That’s not to mention I’m flying two different airlines: Delta there and Southwest back. It could be worse, and I’m sure seasoned travelers are used to this. I am not.

 

Jean skirt, sneakers, and white ankle socks? Seriously?

Since we’re on the topic of mass anxiety, I am fearful that I am embarking on a cookie-cutter trip. It’s so hard looking at these amazing experiences that other travelers have, because it makes me question if I’m really getting my money’s worth. However, I have restrictions that some other do not have. For example, it’s too expensive for me to rent a car because I’m (not even) 21. Also, this is be my first trip without family. There’s always been another adult around, and they’ve planned the trip. I can rely on them. However, I planned this trip all by myself. I’m the adult now. And regardless of how the trip goes, I’ll learn and get better at planning as time goes on. Besides, seasoned travelers make mistakes. too

We can file this post under several categories: first world problems, overgrown young adult realizes they have to be mature now, and overcoming anxiety. Anyway, there’s a lesson to be learned here: PULL THE TRIGGER – after you plan everything out of course. I can fully understand some of you may have trouble parting with your hard-earned money. In fact, that’s what prevented me from booking my flight to begin with. Your bank account can be replenished, but you can’t enjoy a trip you never went on. That’s what I have to keep telling myself.

-Knurly