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CAMTS Site Visit

We are pleased to announce that Commision on Accredidation of Medical Transport Systems (CAMTS) will be conducting a site visit at the RNI World Headquarters in Highlands Ranch, CO

All members of theRNI  executive team will be flying in for this momentus occasion.

Please feel free to contact CAMTS or RNI for any questions, concerns, or comments

Wish us luck!



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Packing Tips & Strategies For Any Trip


It’s time to lighten our luggage load. An easy place to start? Your Toiletry Bag!

TOILETRY SIZE  3-1-1 is the new golden rule of travel. It has been adopted internationally and continues to be followed around the world. Very simply, pack only 3 ounce containers of liquids or gels, in a 1 quart size, clear plastic zip top bag, holding the 3 ounce or smaller containers, and only 1 zip top bag per person.  To clarify, if you have a half used, 6 ounce
tube of toothpaste, it WILL BE CONFISCATED. The rule is based upon the size of the container, not the perceived
quantity of product remaining in your container.

LIQUIDS TIP: When it comes to colognes and perfumes, I spray my blouses and shirts while I’m packing.  This
way I don’t have to be concerned with breaking my perfume bottle or the size of the bottle.

FABRICS THAT DON’T WRINKLE: There are now a whole host of travel-friendly fabrics on the market to choose from.  Look for tags that tout “wrinkle free, travelers twill, no iron and microfibers”  These materials generally perform much as
their labels state, will hold their form well, and will keep you looking dapper your whole trip through.

PACKING TIP: Rolling clothes in plastic dry cleaning bags takes up less space and reduces wrinkles. Toss in a dryer sheet to keep everything smelling fresh and clean, even in the most humid climates.   Choose a basic color scheme and let your shoes rule. Wear the bulkiest shoes to the airport and pack a thinner, lighter shoe.   Utilize the space inside the shoe to pack chargers, cables, socks, or snacks.

Be certain that all items in your suitcase work together so you will have more flexibility and variety in your wardrobe while on the road.

STYLE TIP: For additional style and versatility, pack along a few accessories. Ties, hats, scarves, or a bold jewelry set can really change the look of an outfit and add splash of color as well.

Part of the adventure and allure of travel is bringing back a souvenir. If you follow my tips from above, you may actually have room to fit in some new discoveries from your journey!

SHOPPING TIP: I have been known to stumble across a “must have” treasure from time to time. Rather than busting the zipper on the seam of my suitcase,  I always pack a folded nylon/zippered top bag and check my luggage on the way home.  I then pack my dirty clothes and items I could live without for a few days, (just in case) so that I can hand carry my new found treasure .  My personal philosophy abroad…”when in Rome, buy leather shoes”.

Gone are the days of over- packing and taking along your entire closet “just in case”. By reducing the bulk and unnecessary items in your suitcase, you will gain greater mobility, travel flexibility and you may never need to cross your fingers and hope that your bags don’t get lost again!  Safe Travels!!

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Playing it Safe While Traveling Alone

Gazebo from "Sound of Music"

Many of the joys of travel are exploring the beauty of a particular country and the people who live there. Having a companion to share in this adventure is not always possible or desirable. Solo travel can be liberating and self-assuring. With passport in hand and common sense leading the way, I keep myself safe by following the same set of guidelines whether my travels bring me to Newton, Kansas or Nairobi, Kenya.
COMMUNICATION: Prior to departure, be certain that you have a mobile device that has service in the part of the world to which you are traveling. Know how to use the local phone system to place both local and long distance calls and how to contact emergency services.

PHONE A FRIEND: Always make sure that someone is aware of your itinerary, flights, hotels, meetings and scheduled tours. If your travel is less structured, pre-schedule dates and times to communicate with friends or family back home. Texting, calling or shooting off a quick e-mail lets people you’re well and is an import aspect of personal safety.

ARRIVE IN DAYLIGHT: If it is at all possible, arrive to your destination while it is still daylight. If you are unable to or flight and ground transportation accommodations don’t allow for it, pre-plan your ground transportation from your arrival location to your final destination. Many hotels have shuttles or private car services they can recommend which are safe and reliable. If neither of these options are possibilities, stay close to the airport and head to your final destination in the morning.La Rambla

WALK WITH CONFIDENCE: Walk with a purpose, head high, eyes forward, self assured, even if you haven’t a clue where you’re actually going. If you need to reference a map, don’t pull it out on a street corner and appear obviously lost. Duck into a store or restaurant and ask directions. Always circle your hotel on the map and use that as a point of reference. If it is not on the map, write the name and address on the map for reference in case you need directions.

PHOTOGRAPHIC MEMORY: Before straying too far from your hotel/hostel or bunk house, take a photo of your surroundings. Start with your hotel room number as they are no longer on the majority of hotel key cards. Pick up a business card for the hotel at the front desk and tuck it in your wallet. If you are taking public transportation, take a photo of the train station, or bus stop at which you are boarding.

GET A SENSE OF DIRECTION: Carry a small compass or hand held navigation system and note the direction of the hotel in relation to the city, mountains, clock tower or other landmarks. If you have a navigation system, pre-program it with the airport and hotel addresses. This way, if you become too tired or disoriented to recall whether you booked at the North or South location, it is all at your fingertips.

HIRE A DRIVER: As a female solo traveler, you must depend upon the kindness of strangers along your journey. Follow your gut. If you get a particularly good and secure feeling from a driver, ask him for his card. Many drivers, particularly the airport based ones, will offer special half/ full day or multi day rates for tourists. In addition, when you have a “local” looking out for your personal safety and security, they will usually keep you free from danger. You also minimize your exposure of falling victim to random crime as you are being watched over by someone who has your best interest at hand. Remember, they want to get paid at the end of the “tour”! Taking a chance on a gut feeling has repeatedly enhanced my travel experiences and provided me with a much more authentic view of my destinations, people and traditions of the land.

DRESS APPROPRIATELY: In many countries, Western Women are often viewed as promiscuous due to the manner in which we dress. Do your research prior to packing and look around once you are on the ground. I always pack a scarf or cotton “wrap” to be prepared. Observe; if all the women have their heads covered, you should as well. If yours are the only exposed shoulders for miles, cover them up. Knees may need to be under wraps and finally, exposing toes, or open toe shoes may not be acceptable. (You are actually not permitted into certain religious buildings or government facilities if any of these body parts are exposed!) Remember the children’s nursery rhyme “Head, Shoulder, Knees and Toes, Knees and Toes…” and you’ll be safe not to offend.

BAGS, PURSES, and BELONGINGS: Wearing a cross body hip pack keeps your valuables close and secure. Large bags are easy to reach into and items can easily disappear, especially in crowded areas. Shoulder bags can be cut, and hand bags can be set down and forgotten. Solo travel is no time to wear your finest jewels or even carelessly expose the latest electronic device without securing it on your wrist or belt strap.

LIMIT YOUR INTAKE: Solo travel is no time to test the limitations of your alcohol or controlled substance consumption. Overindulging can lend to a whole host of awkward or dangerous situations. You can easily become prey to unwanted advances as poor judgment takes you out of control in any situation. If you desire to partake in an adult beverage, buy it yourself and always keep it in your sight – this is true whether you’re at a Coffee Bar in Amsterdam or the hottest new club in Cuba!

ATTRACTING OR AVOIDING MEN: If you want to limit unwanted male advances, try wearing a simple wedding band and don’t make direct eye contact. The simple gesture of eye contact is often seen as a sign of aggression or sexual advance. Know what the social norms are for the area in which you are traveling. In many areas of the world, single women are not allowed out at night without an escort. Simple social knowledge can provide significant safety to the female solo traveler.
Solo travel makes you more approachable, less intimidating, and is the best way to increase self confidence. On each trip I take along a good book and an open mind. I safely return home to share my adventures with the ones I love and by following these tips. Kissing Giraffe

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Making the Most of being Lost in Canolli, Italy

I had only a single night’s stay along the shores of Lake Maggioni in Italy, and it is pouring rain. Armed with an umbrella on loan from the hotel front desk, I set out to stroll the streets of this lovely little Italian village. Leather hand bags, shoes, and bakeries all draw my attention, but I was on a bigger mission, the bus stop. According to Fabiola, at the front desk, I was to take the “A” bus to a boutique and shopping area. But then, I got hungry. I popped into the local grocer (Meta) to pick up some tasty, thin sliced, Italian Parmesan cheese to help tide me over until dinner. My excitement quickly turned to sadness and disappointment when I discovered a hole in the pocket of my jacket where my wallet of Euros and Pounds once lived.

With my head hung low, as I searching the streets for my lost wallet, I retraced my steps through the pouring rain, to my hotel. I asked Fabiola if anyone had turned in a change purse and he responded, “yes-a, I cana maka change.” I then slowly said, “Lost wallet” and showed him the hole in my pocket. He was shocked and concerned and asked if my passport was in my wallet. Luckily, I ALWAYS lock my passport in my suitcase once I reach my destination, as you never know when it could fall out of a hole in your jacket pocket.

Now, $150.00 in the hole, or in this case, out the hole (in my jacket), I grabbed $100USD to exchange for Euros with Fabiola at the front desk. Then to my dismay, and somewhere lost in translation, he informed me that he doesn’t have the rate of exchange, and cannot help. He then directed me to a local travel agent about two blocks away where I would have “a no trouble”. He was wrong. They don’t change dollars for Euros. On to plan “C”… find an ATM.

Just next door to the Meta grocers, I recalled seeing a bank. 8 steps later, I had Euro in my pocket and I was back in business, although decisively, less enthusiastic for retail therapy. I returned back to the Meta and for 1.9 Euro, finally bought my tasty parmesan slices. From there, I once again strolled down the cobble stone streets where the aroma from the bakeries wafted under my umbrella only to make my mouth water. Entering the doors of the brightly lit establishment, there it was. Behold, the CANOLLI. The most perfect Italian pastry ever created. A delightful equilibrium of crunchy outer shell with a creamy goodness made from straight from the heavens above. The true Italian version isn’t dipped in chocolate, or loaded down with sprinkles. A single maraschino cherry dots each end. I order two (one for my patient of course). They wrap it up like a Christmas present straight from Santa himself! Securely beyond mouths reach, I head further down the street, towards my hotel, for a restaurant. Dinner before Dessert, I was raised correctly!

I found a little cafe where they served a caprice salad topped with the freshest mozzarella cheese and tomatoes. To follow, a margarita pizza.

Retail therapy was nothing but a distant memory at this point in time. Caloric therapy was the only way to recover from my lost Euros. Soothing to the soul and the stomach.

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Irish luck…where did Dingle go?

The definition of GREEN is listed as; a color, someone inexperienced, jealous, or sick. A slang term for money, environmentally friendly, etc. Follow my most recent trip, I am considering petitioning the dictionary definers to simplify the explanation with a single, all encompassing, word… IRELAND. I recently returned from my 4th visit to the Emerald Isle, more enamored with the land and filled with love for its inhabitants than ever before.

I landed at Shannon airport and enjoyed the scenic drive to Cork, in south west Ireland. The rolling hills showcased every shade of green from lime to fern, Kelly to shamrock, Army, asparagus, emerald, sea, pea and clover were all in bountiful representation. The green was dotted with sheep, horses, and the occasional homestead. The two hour drive went by quickly and after checking on my patient, we finally pulled into the grounds of the Hayfield Manor, in Cork. I was greeted by a smiling gentleman in a top hat and tails who expeditiously escorted me to a rich leather high-back chair to be check-in for my stay. The entry was home to a grand, rich, mahogany, staircase, quaint parlor and a view of the perfectly manicured garden out back. Once the formality of the check-in process was completed, I was taken up to my room which was no less than 300 sq feet of pure indulgence, and a golf putter to work on my technique! Needless to say, I slept well that night.

The following day, I took care of additional patient related duties and secured a driver to take me back to County Clare, in search of my family homestead. I had to first stop at the Blarney Castle to stroll across the grounds, climb up the winding stairs of the castle, lie on my back, hang my head over the edge, grab the railing, and kiss the famous Blarney stone! I am officially “certified” to grow old with the gift of eloquence, which, I’m certain, will come in handy!

A few notes on the Blarney Castle and gardens. It is quite peaceful and scenic to walk through the grounds. The River Martin winds through it and, as Richey, my chauffeur for the day, pointed out, “When people see water, they think they need to throw money in it!” Quite a funny commentary and observation on society, which made me, laugh out loud. On his note, I opted to keep my coins in my purse and save them for the official stone kissing photo and certificate of eloquence, another 10 euro, on the exiting side! (A worthwhile keepsake in my opinion.)

Please note that the castle is an authentic, OLD Irish castle, built in the 15th century. The castle is a 10 minute stroll from the entrance along the banks of the River Martin. The famous stone is at the top of the castle, so be prepared to climb the 100, UNEVEN, NARROW, SPIRAL, steps to kiss it. The view from the top is magnificent, and well worth it, but I can’t help but caution those with weak knees and wide waists to skip this popular tourist destination and opt for a view from the gardens instead.

From there, we set out to Lisdeen, Kilkee, County Clare and the M Keane Oyster Bar & Restaurant. It is located on the Kilrush-Kilkee roan N67, and it’s a must see. Admittedly, I have never been “blown away” with the flavors of my many Irish meals, until Michael Keene cooked for me! We feasted on the freshest oysters I have ever tasted, Red Emperor and John Dougherty (fish) fresh vegetables, and naturally, potatoes. Each bite, more delicious than the last and a MUST VISIT, 5 star recommendation for this authentic, Irish pub experience.

Lisdeen is a small fishing village located on the shores of the Irish Sea. Scenic and tranquil, the sands of the small bay were filled with beautiful shells and hearty swimmers in wet suites. At a sea side stand, they were selling two local delicacies, which I opted NOT to indulge in. WINKLES (sea snails) and DILLISK (sea weed), although fun to pronounce, were less than appetizing to look at, thus, I opted out of this gastronomic adventure.

After spending a lovely afternoon walking the grounds of my family homestead and hearing stories of old, Richie and I headed back towards Cork. We took the Ferry to County Kerry and talked the entire two hours to our destination. Richie was an incredible wealth of information about the counties (equal to our states) and the history of Ireland. A noteworthy story I must share, is that of the town of Dingle. Poor Dingle has been essentially, wiped off the map. A former minister (equal to our Mayor or elected official) had the “ingenious” idea to change all the signs and maps from the English name of Dingle to the Irish name of “An Daingean”. Tourist and Irish alike were constantly stopping to ask, where had Dingle gone? The towns’ people, recognizing the error of the Minister, petitioned to have Dingle listed on the signs and maps once again. The Minister, in his divine wisdom, was adamant about leaving just the Irish name on the signs, so, each night, the townsmen would go out and spray-paint, or stencil DINGLE on the signs. Each morning, the Minister would order DINGLE to be removed, and thus, the “dance” of determination began and continues to this day! You can still find signs with DINGLE stenciled under An Daigean” and even a few signs hung a good 20 feet above the street in order to detour the townsmen of their mid-night mischief!

There is not a day that passes which I don’t recognize the incredible fortune I have in my life and job. This trip to Ireland was booked as a patient transport, which concluded not only in that, but also with the opportunity to visit family and ultimately, a check off a bucket list item. Slainte’!

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