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by Tracy Metro
Billboards Be Gone!
Grumble:
Advertising billboards not only litter our minds but also our streets. A bit too dramatic?
Sure, sometimes billboards are worth it all because they’re uber sexy -- you remember Marky Marky's Calvin Klein billboard from the 80s and “Smith” from Sex and the City's! Absolutely heart palpitating. But, sometimes billboards are just… well, advertising that’s going to have a short run and then wind up in the landfill. Like I said, litter, rubbish, garbage.
Goodness:
Thanks to the gurus at Green Guru, that would-be billboard waste is now fodder for bag, wallets, goggle straps and pouches. Here's how it works... it's pretty dang simple.

Still pretty simple!

Go:
Surf on over to Green Guru and check out their RAD Billboard Series surfboard bag and small deluxe messenger bag which only cost $100 each. They’re loaded with cool colors and no two are alike because none of US are alike… not even Octomom’s spawn.
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They also have hemp bags which are majorly on sale right now, so buy up if you’re crunchy.


If you are related to Darth Vader, then perhaps the Blow Out Series is more your speed? As the name would suggest, these pouches, straps, wallets and bags are made of black rubber from bomber truck and tractor inner tubes, so you know they can withstand some SERIOUS abuse. The Vulcar bag is $150, but suffice it to say, you’ll never wear it out, so it should last you a lifetime! The wallet is only $25.




Why should you care? Because lIfe starts to happen when the rubber meets the road... so get livin'.
Tracy Metro (and yes, Metro IS her real name!) is a TV host who was eco-chic before eco and chic were even hyphenated! Wanna learn more about this eco-conut? Grab a fare card and go for a ride at www.tracymetro.com
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An eco-bag that’s far more stylish than those spouting a message.
$282
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by Tracy Metro
kvetched The Green Eyed Shopped!
Grumble:
You’re either:
A) hunched over that damned computer all f’n day,
B) handing free-weights to your clients at the butt crack of dawn,
C) craning your neck just to make eye-contact with that cute guy on the N/R,
D) all of the above.
Either way, you’re in pain and your bod needs some serious lovin’.
Goodness:
Melissa Graves to the rescue. Well, not Melissa in person (though she IS a massage therapist), but her Wellness Bags to the rescue! Wellness WHAT? Yeah, bags -- but not tea bags, or handbags or even under-the-eye bags… these are a creative twist on rice bags that can be heated in the microwave or cooled in the fridge/freezer and applied to any aching body part!
Melissa hand-makes each Wellness Bag with reclaimed designer material, in Pasadena, California.


Go:
Her chic heat therapy Wellness Bags are simply exploding around Los Angeles in many places including Whole Foods, Fred Segal and of course, All Shades of Green; however, if you live in other parts of the this great land of ours you can get your very own mobile rice patty for about $50 by dropping by www.grasshopper510.com.
Just think, now you can have your rice without all the carbs!
Tracy Metro (and yes, Metro IS her real name!) is a TV host who was eco-chic before eco and chic were even hyphenated! Wanna learn more about this eco-conut? Grab a fare card and go for a ride at www.tracymetro.com
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by Daysun Perkins
Flying into San Pedro is a bit of a magical experience, crossing over tiny mangrove islands and some of the clearest blue water I’ve ever seen. The airport is in the middle of the town, and it was relatively easy to get right down to the water to meet up with our catamaran, where we would be spending the next seven days with four other couples touring the cayes that run along the coast of Belize.
We stayed in the boat the first night and left in the morning. I immediately felt myself relax, out on the water with nothing but fresh air, beautiful sky and crystal clear water. A couple of us fished off the back, and dolphins joined us along the way, swimming alongside and up in front, jumping out of the water and dodging the hulls. It was a spectacular sight.
We were taken to a small island where a father and son lived and kept a small aquarium housing some of the marine life native to the cayes– lobsters, seahorses and a massive goliath grouper, just to name a few. It felt a world away from Los Angeles, and as the sun went down and we headed back to our boat for a freshly prepared dinner, I was already finding it hard to even remember my regular life back in Los Angeles.
The next day started out rainy, so we sailed slowly for English Caye, a beautiful island sitting out on its own with a lighthouse and beautiful sandy beaches. Just as we arrived, the sun had come out from behind the clouds, so we were able to do some snorkeling, seeing some amazing fish and coral life encircling the caye.
That night our guide took us through some mangroves, and, watching the sun set on our journey back to our boat, I felt I’d arrived in paradise.
The next day we were off to Goff’s Caye, a settlement during the Colonial times that has become a destination for the cruise ships that travel in and out of Belize City. We were lucky enough to get there when no one else was there, and it really felt like we had our own private island. We snorkeled and enjoyed the sun, and as we prepared to leave, it began to rain, just as the cruise ship tourists began to arrive.
Next stop was St. George Caye, where we were able to park the catamaran and take a kayak through the mangroves, searching for the elusive manatee. We never got to see one, but the peaceful experience of rowing through the trees and being told about the caye and the animal life was worth it.
That night we ate at the restaurant on the island; the food was amazing, and everyone had more than enough to drink. The sunset was absolutely breathtaking.
The next day was another fantastic day of snorkeling and sailing, fishing and playing games, eating and drinking and relaxing. We swam with the manta rays (and a few barracuda) off the coast of Caye Caulker, and the snorkeling on the deeper side of the reef was absolutely stunning. We came across a school of thousands of fish in a small channel from one side to the other, and as we reached the deeper side found ourselves looking down at a massive spotted eagle ray swimming just below us.
Caye Caulker is a wonderful little town that runs down a long strip of island – it’s a colorful little tourist trap, but there are some great shops and definitely stop in to the bar at the end of town - it’s the epitome of what I had imagined an island bar to be.
We stayed off the coast of Caye Caulker that night and then travelled back up to San Pedro the next day. San Pedro is a really wonderful place, lots of nightlife, including Fido’s, the Jaguar's Temple and Big Daddy’s, and different places to eat and shops to pop into. There are a variety of restaurants, ranging from Pirate Pizza and the Hungry Monkey Sub Shop to the higher-end Casa Picasso and Blue Water Grill.
It's best to get around by golf cart or even better, by bicycle, as none of the roads are paved and there aren’t many taxis. We stayed an extra night at Victoria House, a higher-end resort hotel, and it was well worth it. They have terrific accommodations, both casitas and regular rooms inside the main building, just yards from the beach, as well as two pools, a nice restaurant and bar.
It was a beautiful, relaxing and very romantic vacation, and it was incredibly hard to leave. I, too, fell in love with San Pedro.