Tuesday, December 20, 2011

Israel

During our adventure we found that the best way to see any country was through a local lens. We were lucky to have that for most of our time in Israel. Through my cousin Aaron (who was there with us) and the network of my Uncle Marc and Aunt Sally we had amazing tour guides, local insight, fabulous places to see and eat and we learned an unbelievable amount about the history of Israel and the impact of all religions on the country.

Probably one of the coolest experiences was seeing the Jewish holiday of Purim in both Tel Aviv and Jerusalem. We saw the crazy costumes and young adults dressed like an American Halloween (often scantily dressed ;-) in Tel Aviv and we saw the drunk orthodox of Jerusalem that had gone wild by changing out their large fur hats for turkish fez's. It was something you cannot experience anywhere else in the world!

Thanks again to the Tallahassee Gertz clan for making our time Israel so special!

Israel

Tuesday, December 13, 2011

Turkey

A cat as a hat in the grande bazaar
A taste of the delights of turkey with spices from near and afar
Istanbul is a beautiful city surrounded by water and history and lot of its past are still a mystery
In Cappadocia a hot air balloon ride over fairy chimneys and cities underground
Amazing food, drinks and great time all around

A special thanks to Sibel and Mutlu for sharing their family with us to show us a very special view of Istanbul.

Please enjoy our pictures from Turkey!

Turkey

Wednesday, November 9, 2011

Elbows Up!

Answering where our favorite country was to visit is very hard but, there is no question that Russia stood out more than anywhere. After four visits to the Russian Consulate in New Zealand for our visa's, our first introduction to Russian bureaucracy was not endearing us to our holiday. But after landing in Moscow and being there for only a few hours it was evident our time was going to be memorable forever. It was a combination of many things, but mostly it beat any expectation we had.

Our first night in Moscow was magical. Our hotel was in an incredible part of town and walking distance from Red Square. We immediately headed over and during a light snowfall, the lit-up romantic Red Square was practically empty and we had it all to ourselves.

A few days later after absorbing the pulse and feel of Moscow (and the amazing Kremlin museum) we took a top-notch overnight train and arrived in the whimsical St. Petersburg. It was a city filled with culture and history, combined with beautifully restored architecture and lovely bridges and canals.

A few key things we learned, mostly about drinking.

1) When you take a shot of vodka, you must raise your elbow to at least ear level
2) If you are late to a party (or an event where drinking takes place) you must play catch up and drink as many drinks that you missed

Nastrovia!

Russia

Thursday, November 3, 2011

Cambodia in Review

While we were only in Cambodia for approximately 36 hours it was one of the more memorable places on our journey. My first time to a 3rd world country it was an eye opening, yet positive experience.

The people we encountered are filled with hope, are optimistic and thankful for all that they have. In addition, the beauty and incredible uniqueness of Siem Reap was truly a fantastic experience.

Please enjoy our photos.

Cambodia

Thursday, October 20, 2011

Sweatiness, sweatshops and sweet food...

Our adventure was set only in Bangkok but that didn't limit our fun!

Enjoy our pictures from Thailand:

Thailand

Wednesday, October 12, 2011

Baby Pigeon Anyone?

Picture pages, picture pages, come along with picture pages, bring along your crayons and your pencils (or in this circumstances your eyes and attention).

This time a rather short album of Hong Kong. While we are very pleased we visited, when we look back upon all the countries we visited, this was probably the lowest on the list for return as a tourist. Not because it was bad, but because after three days you have done your exploring and are definitely over-shopped.

Though should the opportunity arise to do some work in Hong Kong, I would definitely jump on it!

Hong Kong

Tuesday, October 4, 2011

Next Pics Up: South Korea (with a hint of North)

South Korea was fantastic, not just for its culture, shopping and amazing food, but for the time we got to spend with some of our favorite people Teri (aka T-1000) and Sang-Tek (Saint).

Enjoy!

Korea

Tuesday, September 27, 2011

Picture Time

Perin's favorite: Picture time...

The world trip blog updates may have stopped in St. Petersburg but the pictures did not. And now its time to share them. Its taken some time, but I've sorted our 8000 photos into blocks of 100 or less per country. In order to not overwhelm anyone, I have decided to share about an album a week. For those who want a sneak peak, all photos have been uploaded to picasaweb, but only the albums on the blog have commentary added already.

And so to begin: JAPAN


Saturday, April 2, 2011

Petersburg





The locals don't bother saying or writing the Saint in St. Petersburg, so neither will I. Petersburg was wonderful.  It's called the Venice of Russia because it was all designed by French and Italian designers and architects in the early 1700s, was Russia's capital for the last 200 years of czarist rule, and has many canals.

Those canals and the Neva River which runs through the middle of the city were all completely frozen when we arrived which was nice for commuters because they didn't have to walk all the way to the bridge - they just crossed wherever was most convenient.  We could tell it was spring time because fewer people walked on the ice and more people started using the bridges.

The city is quite magnificent and all the buildings that were neglected under Soviet rule have been well restored.  The Hermitage was one of the highlights - we stood around for about 45 minutes before the museum opened (based on advice from some other travelers) and that paid off - the line to get in was many hundreds of people long, all day long.  We spent a full day and could have spent even more time inside.  The picture posted with this blog entry was one of our favorites: Duel After a Masquerade Ball.

We saw more museums and palaces and our last day was set aside to see the Museum of Combat Engineers and Signal Troops after the Vodka Museum. The Vodka Museum wasn't open (even though it was supposed to be) so we walked over to the Field Artillery Museum (many Russian museums have more than one name, including this one).

We stood in line with about ten other people waiting for it to open, for over an hour. We could see people walking around inside, but Russia being a non-service-oriented society, no one ever approached us.  Additionally, I think the museum is staffed by military personnel, so they were extra unhelpful.

Some people just wandered off and then we and the remaining line members walked over to the employees' entrance to try and get in.  An old guy sitting in a booth made an "X" with his arms and some people with us translated saying the museum was closed that day.  The Russian-speaking people with us said the museum should have updated it's website, or at the very minimum, put up a closed sign on the front gate.  The old guard shrugged, lit a cigarette and went back to reading his newspaper.

So we wondered back to the vodka museum and it was open.  We got all kinds of interesting tidbits, but I think my favorite was how the czar got Dmitri Mendeleev (the inventor of the periodic table of elements) to spend a year of his life determining the best tasting water to alcohol ratio for the perfect vodka.  The answer is 37.5% alcohol, but most producers round it to 40%. Genius applied!

After a three shot tasting with traditional food pairings (pumpernickel bread with mustard and pork fat, pumpernickel bread with pickled herring, and dill pickles) we headed off to the airport, nicely buzzed. In case you're wondering, the pickles were the best.

Friday, March 4, 2011

Cold as, bru!

Sorry about the delay between postings. I got this one partially done in Moscow, then we went to Turkey, where blogspot.com is apparantly blocked for the entire nation. So that slowed down the momentum. Went on to Israel with the family and then there were four of us all fighting to use the computer everywhere we went, and that slowed the momentum even further. Anyway, it's time to start catching you all up:

It was pretty chilly in Moscow. I think the biggest thing we had to get used to (more than the alphabet/language issues) was that no one smiled. There were a couple people in Western-oriented service industries that could put on a forced smile if you smiled at them long enough, but in general no one ever smiles. No laughing and nodding along whenever someone spoke to us. Well, we'd laugh and smile and they'd repeat whatever they just said in Russian louder and with a concerned frown.

Except one night, there was a guy being escorted from a bar by the bouncer and his girlfriend. I saw him smile, but that was probably unintentional.

The night before we left Bangkok, we double-checked our flight times. We thought we were leaving at 5pm, but it turns out our plane left at 10am. Perin had just washed some clothes so she had to travel with wet clothes, which she wasn't pleased about. Additionally, we didn't get our winter coats we had custom made, in time (they'll be shipped to the States). And finally, the hotel wasted our time in the morning and we missed the train station check-in with the express train to airport. We had to take the slow train to the airport and stand in the regular check-in line at the airport. It all worked out though and we made it to Moscow with just enough clothing to keep us warm. Not nearly as fashionable as we would have liked, but warm enough.

As the plane landed, everyone on the plane put up a huge round of applause and cheering. We learned later, that Russians do this every time a plane lands successfully. It's kind of nice at the time, and kind of creepy upon further contemplation.

We did the major tourist attractions in Moscow. Some highlights include the Museum of Contemporary History (or Museum of the Revolution) which is total Soviet-era propaganda about how awesome the USSR was and its magnificent achievements. Example: "despite some flawed policy decisions by Stalin, the USSR became the world's largest manufacturer in under five years," and "despite 27 million people dying in the Great Patriotic War, the USSR was the world's largest wheat producer by 1948."

And then after all the Soviet stuff, they had a room filled with perestroika memorabilia and a podium that Yeltsin made a speech from. That led to an even sadder room filled with photographs of Russian athletes since 2000 and a Lukoil floating oil platform diorama framed by some generic Lukoil corporate posters. I understand that Lukoil probably financed the refurbishment of the museum, but any US company that did something similar would leverage the PR opportunity and really fluff themselves up.

I don't really like ballet and can say that the Bolshoi ballet was really good and a good time. The Red Square, the Kremlin, and St. Basil's Cathedral all lit up at night with a fresh layer of snow falling was really romantic. We saw many of the cathedrals they've fixed up since the USSR fell, and they've done a great job. Some of the underground Metro stations were really beautiful. I really enjoyed Moscow and would like to go back again soon.

And speaking of the Metro stations, everyone was reading Metro 2033. So many, that I can't wait to get back and read the English version upon its release.

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

On to Mother Motherland

Thailand has been an amazing shopping experience for Perin and I. We got some clothes made, bought some t-shirts from street vendors, and I stocked up on fire-breathing monkey lighters whose red eyes light up and flash. While monkey lighters were quite popular on my last visit here, three years later they were very difficult to find and negotiate.

All of our consumption will be shipped back to the States so we don't have to lug it around the world with us. With one exception: warrior-grade winter coats for Russia we had made. Last week's high was -18 degrees(C).

It's difficult to conceptualize that temperature when it's over 90 degrees(F) here with 70% humidity. Cambodia was even hotter and was also a positive shopping experience. After a day of flying and touring temples, I had to drag Perin around shopping during our one night there. For the stars to align and for Perin to have a weaker shopping endurance than I probably won't happen until well after Halley's Comet comes and goes again.

Enough superficiality. Seeing the temples (wats) in Bangkok was pretty cool, but Angkor Wat was magnificent. We arranged a tour guide and tuk tuk driver ahead of time and that had positive and negative aspects. The guide was very informative and shared all kinds of information with us we wouldn't have got from a guide book, but he'd also seen the ruins thousands of times and seemed to be pushing us along instead of letting us explore the grounds of every temple we stopped at.

Back to superficiality. I almost got a Lil Wayne shirt that's even better than the shirt Perin got with a giant octopus eating a man. Alas, I was too powerful.

Sunday, February 27, 2011

Creepiness in Asian Internet Cafes

Seeing how the hotels in SE Asia haven't provided us with the free Internet/wifi we became used to in Japan/Korea, we've been spending more time in Internet cafes. Mostly they're pretty boring with tourists typing Facebook updates and sending email to loved ones. But once 11pm hits, the tourists head home and the Asian females roll in. Mostly they Skype with old, bald white dudes.

The girl sitting next to me last night kept opening links sent to her by the grey long-haired white dude(who was also an excellent specimen of male pattern baldness). The clips she kept opening featured non-nude Asian chicks dancing in bikinis. Looking up and seeing everyone else in the cafe being young Asian females Skyping with dudes encouraged me to finish typing my emails faster.

Then in Cambodia, the cafe was set up differently than any other I've been to. It had all the chairs against the walls facing in so no one could look over your shoulder at your screen. And every screen had locally-produced wicker blinders on each side so you the person next to you couldn't see your screen. They also had 50-cent beer cans there, so that made it totally non-creepy and highly enjoyable.

Saturday, February 26, 2011

Too Powerful for Asia

From Seoul, we travelled to Hong Kong (more details below) and Bangkok to do some propper shopping. We've experienced the same thing in pretty much every place - very little fits us. They don't make shoes in our sizes and we don't have the same body-types as most Asians. We've chosen not to refer to ourselves as fat either. Instead of specific reasons as to why each article or piece doesn't fit well, we've resigned ourselves to the fact that we're too powerful. We're too powerful for Asia.

Anyway, after our spectacular time in Korea, we got to Hong Kong and had a great time. We did most of the touristy things but one of the highlights was the Wednesday night horse races. Perin and I had big plans to win enough money to upgrade ourselves to business class for the rest of the trip, but it wasn't meant to be. The horse Amazing Fortune did not win us any money. Neither did any of the other horses we bet on, but Amazing Fortune really got my hopes up.

We knew that Chinese food in America is way different to Chinese food in China. That proved to be true. We also expected Japanese food to be way different in Japan. That was not the case; Japanese food is nearly identical in both places, which suprised us.

And speaking food, it's not Korean BBQ like we think of in the States, but one of my favorite meals so far was the place Teri and Saint took us to where we cooked our own food at our table. Every single meal we had was really good in Korea, but that's because we had local guides. We were rather hit and miss in Hong Kong on our Chinese food selections. However, Thailand has come through on pretty much every meal too, and it's all quite spicy.

Hong Kong was an amazing experience and a really cool city. It's an interesting mix of high-wealth status, luxury, and power brokers, super high skyscrapers built onto incrediably steep hillside, and every Chinatown I've ever been to. Millions of densely packed people, dirty buildings with laundry hanging out the windows and the smells of rotting vegatables and dead sea life wafting through the air at times, interspersed with insence and the smells of delicious noodles and grilled meats wafting through the air at other times.

Perin and I are getting better and better every day at negotiating so we're getting ripped off by fewer and fewer orders of magnitude every time. The people of Bangkok have been super friendly and that's helped us out quite a bit. The best was when we got the Emerald Buddha, we discovered that it had closed 10 minutes before we got there at 1:40pm due to it being an Imperial Buddha Day in Thailand. Some tuk tuk driver wanted to extort us, but we walked down the block, got our map out and decided what else we wanted to do.

Some stranger walked up to us, expained about the Buddha Day, then got his pen out, circled everything we should see that afternoon on our map, in what order, flagged down another tuk tuk, told him to wait for us while we saw each thing, negotiated a price for us and it was cheaper than everything we've done since. It ended up with us taking a water taxi through the canals of the city to skip having to wait in traffic. That guy was SO helpful and it was a great experience! We wish we could have tipped him.

It's pretty hot and sweaty here so it's hard to try on clothing, but we're getting winter coats made for Russia so it'll be worth it when we get there and it's zero degrees outside. I've promised to get Perin some winter boots in Russia too so she'll be stylish and warm at the same time!

We're off to see Siem Reap tomorrow and will be back in Bangkok on the first of March. Maybe you'll get some pictures then. Maybe you'll continue to wait.

Tuesday, February 22, 2011

Welcome to Seoul

We flew to Seoul and took the bus to see our friend Teri (aka the T-1000) and her boyfriend Saint. It was my first time meeting him, so I was very interested to meet the man courting my best lady friend from university. I suppose I always pictured dudes named Saint to be ruthless, badass assassins (not actual saints for some reason) but it tuns out that Saint is super nice and he and Teri are really great together. I'm super happy for them.

They were perhaps the most gracious hosts of all time. Due to fortuitous working circumstances, they both were able to spend most of the four-day weekend with us and took us on a whirlwind tour of fine exotic dining, power shopping, and sightseeing, all while handling all negotiations and treating us like royalty.

The shopping highlight was buying Perin several pairs of designer sunglasses frames for super cheap, then taking us to the eye doctor, getting us free eye exams and brand new lenses for the glasses for super cheap. We got free fruit juice boxes too. Actually, the very best part was when the eye doctor told me I had the best vision he had ever seen (English was his second language so that's how I'll interpret it) and I didn't need any glasses. He warned that I need to always need to wear sunglasses when outside though, because I have "light eyes."

Needless to say, I instigated numerous "can you read that from here?" contests and won them all, which helps to prove that I'm also super modest.

We had so many delicious meals and went to so many cool places, but I think my favorite place was the bowling lanes. We didn't even get to bowl! First, I was sent in solo to get our names on the bowling list and see if we could get a table. Mission accomplished. Management filled my name in for me: "foreigner." We ordered some drinks and drank in the atmosphere - semi-creepy clown photographs and clown art everywhere, with loud techno music playing and several big screens showing a Victoria's Secret modeling show.

The lanes closed at 3am, and we were informed that the wait list was so long we wouldn't get to roll. That's okay though because we played a couple games of super volatile air hockey that shot our puck into standers-by multiple times.

In this chronologically incorrect detailing of events, we then went to Taco Bell and ordered numerous hardshell tacos. The line of people waiting to order was pretty ad hoc, and as such, when new people showed up they tried to cut in line. A constant, unblinking, semi-concerned stare from me for a minute or two pretty much sorted that out every time. Taco Bell was so delicious! How can that place ever lose money? I'm buying stock as soon as I get back.

We returned to the T-1000's baller crib to play a few games of Rumikub and finally went to bed at 4am. We beat that the next night rolling out to Korean karaoke where Perin impressed everyone by not needing the microphone.

In addition to making runs to the border, the other food item I missed tremendously was spectacular proper sandwiches. Teri came through and got us some super tasty melty cheese sandwiches and satisfied all remaining food cravings.

Hanging out with Teri again was great and I hope to get to do it again soon. I also hope to get to do some more male bonding with Saint - he seems super cool.

Japan Finale

Just like everyone has an asshole, I have an excuse as to why there are no pictures yet. Our last hotel in Osaka had a free laptop rental so we installed Picasa, uploaded all of our pictures, sorted, edited, typed up our comments and then before we uploaded them, the computer froze and we had to reboot. Unfortunately, the computer erases everything on itself every time it reboots and we lost everything. We still have originals of everything on the cameras. So once again, by the time we upload some pictures, you - the dear reader - will be overwhelmed by all of the pictures.

Overall, our last days in Osaka Japan were nice and relaxing. We'd been going hard in Japan and had seen Hiroshima and Himeji Castle each as a day trip from Kyoto. Himeji would have been magnificent I believe, had it not been closed for restoration (for the next five years). So we saw the Japanese countryside and got a steeply discounted tour of the grounds with our own English-speaking guide.

Hiroshima was a powerful experience for both Perin and I. Neither of could ever say that we were pro-nuclear weapons, but after seeing the complete devastation and the after-effects of the atomic bomb, there is definitely no need for those weapons on Earth.

Mostly in Osaka, Perin and I slept in, partook in culinary delights, took naps, and then went out to dinner. Osaka is known for its takoyaki (fried dough balls filled with octopus and cream sauce) however, they are an acquired taste that neither of us has acquired yet.

The most exciting moment was going out for sushi and ordering fugu. Fugu is a Japanese delicacy and is deadly if prepared incorrectly. We're still alive so it was a positive experience. As badass as we are though, we pussed out and got neither the horse meat nor any whale meat.

In the end though, we passed on Japanese food twice to eat Mexican food at El Torrito. Not the best ever, but super delicious and craving-satisfying. Plus we met a very nice waitress working on her English to become an English teacher and she was a lot of fun to talk to.

Monday, February 14, 2011

Japan Update

More information for the fashion concious among you, the look right now among females is to glue on giant fake lashes. But the hottest of the hot also wear giant eye glasses with no lenses. That's because your giant lashes would rub the lenses. I seem to see even more girls sporting that look in Osaka than anywhere else we've been.

Japanese cities would also seem to have "bring your disabled to the city center" weekends. During the weekends on the trains and walking around everywhere, there are far more old people bent 90 degrees, prosthetic limbs, wheelchairs, retarded people, and albinos (okay, albinos aren't disabled, but I saw one and it was the weekend).

Travel advice for anyone coming to Japan is to wear slip-on shoes. Every temple, shrine, or Imperial site requires you to take off your shoes, don slippers, and shuffle around everywhere. Often one complex will have several sites where you have to take off and put your shoes back on numerous times. Tying your laces up again over and over is a fool's (Western person's) task.

We finished Kyoto and have moved on to Osaka. Since the last update, we've visited somewhere between 12 and 6,000 temples, shrines, and Imperial sites. They blur together a little bit, but the history of the Buddhist and Shinto beliefs along with the philosophical developments of Zen sects over time have been more interesting than I thought they would be.

I was super excited to come to Japan (that's right former Gen-i colleagues: super excited) for all the ninja and samurai all over the place. I knew about the history of European peasants and it was a miserable and bleak existence for all of them. Pretty much my entire exposure to the lives of Japanese peasants was James Clavell's Shogun and that portrayed peasants as pretty much accepting, embracing, and enjoying thier position in society.

Anyway, to support a few samuraii and a very few(!) ninja, the numerous peasants of Japan had quite terrible lives. They worked hard all year to give all their rice to the samuraii (and just like all peasants, were near starving) who gave it all to the Shogun who fed his armies with. Because Japan had numerous internal conflicts and everything was made out of wood, everything burned to the ground (from accidental fire, predominately war, lightning, etc.) numerous times and each time was rebuilt as it was before according to exacting specifications. So one generally does not see the original of any of the buildings.

Even today, the gardeners of the Imperial sites must pick up each pine needle from the ground one by one, just like they did traditionally. Seems like a huge waste of man power to me. And speaking of wasted people power, I've never been anywhere that had so many traffic directors. Every single contruction site, parking lot, pedestrain crossing site has one or usually two guys, and sometime up to six, stading around directing traffic.

I suppose it works really well in places where there are tons of pedestrains and cyclists and they all have head phones on. Somebody has to pay attention to the traffic. Yesterday it snowed really hard on us and I was most impressed by a guy riding a bicycle, with an umbrella pinched between cheek and shoulder, wearing a surgical mask (down around his neck) with a cigarette in the corner of his mouth, with headphones connected to his mobile phone who was texting while he rode. That guy was the definiton of multitasker.

You can look at the pictures for information on all the Kyoto sites in the next post. I'm working on it now. I swear.

Tuesday, February 8, 2011

Godzilla Defeated by Team America

Perin and I are ever vigilant for another uprising from Godzilla, but I think he knows when he's met his match (yes, Godzilla is a he).

We had a great day of people watching in Harajuku. We saw some teenage goths all dressed up, a dog wearing sunglasses being carried around, the entire Miami Dolphins cheerleading team (no, they wouldn't all pose for a photo with me), and all kinds of people and craziness. I know it's already winter in North America, but the winter fashion rage here is puffy jackets made out of a shiny synthetic material. Only one color is appropriate though: black. Pictures are difficult to upload with the technology we brought with us, so they'll have to wait until we find an Internet cafe. Sorry!

From there we powered through the Meiji Shrine and wandered down to Shibuya and had an excellent bento box lunch. In general, the food is much healthier here, but every morsel contains copious amounts of sodium (making it taste even better). Another successful day on Tokyo's public transportation left us feeling pleased and we celebrated with a dinner from 7-11. We got noddle bowls and we discovered that 7-11 brand Demon sake was not as fantastical good as it claimed to be.

Yesterday, we got up at 4:30am to take a taxi to the fish market so we could watch the giant tuna auction. It was pretty exciting and I'm glad we went, but not understanding anything made it difficult to know whether or not they sold for $40,000 or $500,000. We had super cheap, fresh, and delicious sushi for breakfast at 7am then wandered all over Tokyo.

After spending time looking for wooden buildings from the Edo period, we took the subway into the busiest station in Tokyo and poured out with the rest of the sararimen. Took some pictures, went back to the hotel for a 3-hour power nap, then walked to Asakusa (including the plastic food displays part of town), took a ferry downriver and saw Ginza (we missed the Kabuki showing we thought about attending).

Today we took a highspeed train to Kyoto and I got car sick from everything moving by too fast! Perin did fine though. We got here (insignificant drama) just in time for our tour of the Imperial Palace and we had to get something to eat very quicly. There was only one place that could turn around a meal that fast: mick-a-dick-a-roo (McDonalds). We did make it almost 72 hours in Japan before eating it...

The palace was great, as was Nijo Castle. The castle had floors designed to squeak so no assassins could sneak up on the Shogun (or anyone) and kill them. Hundreds of years later, they still work, which was pretty impressive. Shoes weren't allowed and we put on slippers to walk through the castle.

A big pet peeve of mine is stereotypical Asian shuffling. It so loud and annoying, I always want to tell people to lift their damn feet. Well today, I was forced to become one of the shufflers I so despise. They didn't really have any slippers in my size and they didn't stay on your feet very well and the only way to keep them on was to noisily shuffle everywhere. Maybe everyone is conditioned to walk around like that from a young age?

Tomorrow should be a more relaxing day of temples, naps, and snacks. Mmmm. Naps.

Japan Day 1

We stayed at our friends Andy's and Nicole's house in Auckland before our flight to Japan. Andy agreed to give us a ride to the airport first thing in the morning, and he did an excellent job of waking us up (we both fell back asleep after the alarm went off). Missing the first leg of our journey would have been terrible! Thanks Andy!

The flight itself was great. Especially for a 10-hour flight. The seats were a 3-3-3 layout and we were in a middle 3 with an empty seat between us so we could stretch out. I also think Air New Zealand had extra legroom on all the economy seats too which was incredible. I got the Japanese meal choices and Perin selected the western meals. Both were satisfactory, but mine came with this super delicious noodles side dish which got me all pumped up for "good" noodles.

We landed, cleared Customs, and went straight to the railways to ride into Tokyo. We had a little confusion, but everyone we asked was very friendly and helpful. We had to switch trains/subways twice, got to our stop and another nice lady showed us that our hotel was a 2 block walk away.

Our room is quite small, but it's not one of those capsule hotels where everyone sleeps in an MRI tube. We have a little airplane bathroom with a shower you operate from the sink faucets, and an awesome Japanese toilet with all kinds of buttons, noises and nozzles. We got little kimonos and slippers too so that's very nice.

After our first positive public transport experience, we dropped off our stuff and went staight to Shinjuku for a night out on the town. All kinds of bright lights and flashy and shiny stuff (like Times Square) and little alleyways filled with little bars and restaurants which each had a 7-person max capacity.

We found a great yakatori bar down a tight little alley which didn’t have English nor picture menus. We went all in and got one of each chicken skewer.  My favorite had a garlic/lime/chile/tamarind kind of sauce and Perin's favorite was the teriyaki sauce.

From there we wandered over to the red light district and saw the very fashionable yakuza guys standing around (black clothes and stylish pompadours) along with all the "menus" of girls waiting inside for us. It was much nicer than I would have pictured. Great people watching!

We trained back to our hotel, took showers, tried on kimonos, climbed into bed and were delightfully surprosed by our pillows filled with what we presume to be rice. So awesome! Perin and I each want one back in the States.

Today we're off to Harajuku for more people watching and then to wander around Shibuya. Tomorrow we go to the fish auction at 4:30am!

Departing Thoughts

Leaving New Zealand is sad and exciting at the same time. We have a really great group of friends, an amzing house, work is going very well for both of us, and the summer weather has been spectacular. As they say, "you can't beat Wellington on a great day."

As hard as it is to leave, our upcoming adventure will be spectacular. Our first port of call is Tokyo, Japan - The first of 15 countries and numerous cities, meeting friends and family along the say, before landing in NYC in June. We'll be based in New Jersey with Perin's mom (and her swim pool) for about a month, going to Perin's sister's wedding in Boston, touring a bit of the northeast, seeing the City, and hanging out down the shore (I'm hoping the opportunity to punch Snooki in the face present itself.)

From there, we'll go to my cousin's wedding in Washington (state) before heading back to NJ to begin a several-weeks-long road trip down the east coast, across the south, and back to Colorado onto my parents' couch sometime in September. I have a lot of factory tours and BBQ sampling penciled in.

Let me tell you how this works people: no organization interviews people 7 months before they're going to be making a decision about whether or not to take a role. Plus, who'd want to work for the kind of company that did? Much planning has gone into the trip, but it's pretty nebulous after we hit that couch... We'll eventually get jobs I'm sure.

I think I'll miss the pople the most. Our friends welcomed us into their homes and lives and so many of them really embraced us, that it will be incredibly difficult to say goodbye. I think between the two of us, Perin and I had four or five leaving parties and still didn't get to see veryone we would have liked to.

My departing thoughts must include body builders here in NZ. Only recently have I started noticing "American" body builders around town, although I suppose some/all of them could be tourists. I define these as guys with huge developed upper bodies and skinny little legs. As rugby is the sport of choice here, you need huge thigh muscles. Nobody here would spend hours at the gym to look like they couldn't play rugby. A fit man looks like a fit rugby player here. And having become so used to that, huge dudes with toothpick legs look even more ridiculous.

Thanks for everything New Zealand! We'll miss you incredibly and promise to come back!

Sunday, January 16, 2011

Also From January 1, 2011

I typed this blog entry up earlier, but refused to publish it until Perin had posted her ideas/thoughts first. I didn't want to pollute her memories:) I like us each to have our own insights.... You may notice some variations in the story but will have to accept both as fact - subjective realities and all...

Oh, it's so weird to type 2011! That'll change soon enough though. Perin and I just finished tramping (NZ for hiking, but when you stay overnight in the bush (NZ for wilderness)) the Milford Track. It took four days although first day's hike only took about about 90 minutes.

We expected prodigious amounts of rain through the fiordlands and we got it. Our guide at the first hut was Ross and he gave a long and humorous lecture on the hut, the tramp, the wildlife, and himself. Ross informed us that the prodigious amounts of rain we were experiencing were merely showers, and we had no need to worry about fording giant rivers and fierce currents - at least on our second day.

We met a nice couple from England/Vietnam who were statisticians (and rather boring) and a Scottish couple of doctors traveling with a Kiwi couple of doctors. All of that Scottish pay went to funding international travel, so they were pretty fun. However, they refused to drink the whiskey I had humped through the bush for them- so they were suspicious:)

The second day through the rain was uphill and lightly strenuous. We got some great pictures of some waterfalls and the overall beauty of the walk - but we'll share those with you soon. The third day was the most strenuous of all: up over a mountain and back down again. The weather cleared up for the first time in six weeks and we got spectacular views everywhere.

However, both Perin and I were exhausted at the end of that day and even though we got sweet pictures, we went to bed pretty early.

On the last night, we finally met a group of outgoing Aussies. They were a family of four brothers - all under 26, with their WAGs/sisters. They were super competitive with each other and ran each section of the track to see who'd arrive first and/or who could walk the furthest on the rocky terrain while barefoot and wearing a huge pack. They were pretty fun, and they were down for some bourbon. Should have met them the first night!

We left some extra food behind because the Department of Conservation saves it up for when flooding is so high that people get stuck in that last last cabin for days with the river goes down.

From there we did a cruise on Doubtful Sound which was awesome. We had clear blue skies and the water was like glass everywhere. We met some Americans from New Mexico and they're totally into whitewater rafting and put in for river permits all over the American west and always need more rafters, so that was some spectacular networking. Their daughter might one day attend my whitewater alma mater. We'll keep in touch with them for sure.

And for coincidences, we met Ross's wife Carol on the cruise. She was the wildlife guide and did a spectacular job. We learned about their relationship together and how they both ended up with their dream jobs in semi-retirement. Definitely inspiring talking to both of them!

From January 1, 2011

My boy Ryan hooked me up with Shogun by James Clavell a while back. Do people even say "my boy" or "hooked up" any more? My exposure to American hip hop has decreased tremendously during my time abroad.

In fact, I was reading about the popularity of "Teach Me How to Dougie" in the Wall Street Journal and a separate article about the "Black and Yellow" song a few weeks back and thought about what a lame ass I have to be to get my pop culture news from the WSJ. I disgust myself a little bit when thinking about it...

Anyway, Perin and I were eating a salad with dressing produced by a company called Eta. In Shogun, I learned that the lowest class people in feudal Japan (the sewage workers, those in the tannery business, etc.) were called eta. In discussing this with her, Perin decided that Japanese probably don't consume that brand of dressing while here.

But back to present times. The very present. I'm skipping over our badass muliti-day trip over the world-rek owned Milford track and our overnight cruise on Doubtful Sound (perhaps the most beautiful place in NZ?) to discuss the guy at tonight's campsite reading in the kitchen facilities. The kitchen facilities are for everyone at the campsite. All 119 sites. Some people cook at their own sites, but there's free running water at the facilities so everyone goes there to wash dishes.

It was super packed with everyone cooking and cleaning (Perin and I learned our lesson and made a nice chicken, artichokes, capers, and cream sauce with pasta in case any French people tried to intimidate us.) So this guy is choosing to sit in the middle of all this to read his massive tome and proceeds to get upset with how loud everyone is! I'm sure I'm not the only one who was thinking "screw you, this isn't the place for quiet reading!"

Which reminded me of staying in our mountain house in Tahoe a couple winters back. One of the house members was a Berkelely Law professor (lecturer?) who would sit in the kitchen of house packed with ski people cooking and ask them to be quiet while he read law books about to prepare his upcoming lectures.

Nobody could stand that law guy so after dinner one night Perin went to bed and I hit the bars with a few other guys. Most of them dropped off after a beer or two and I ended up being wing man for some investment banker. I had just read Market Forces (in which the characters drink much Laphroig) and got all pumped up to try it. The i-banker loved Laphroig and bought me my first glass of it. I liked it a lot but in exchange, while he hit on this hot South African ski cougar, I had to jump on a grenade for him (her blind California friend - who had retired from nursing 10 years earlier before she lost her sight.)

My drink was finished long before the banker's, and since I had the blind chick, I didn't feel bad about frantically signaling him across the bar for him to buy me another while re-assuring her it was totally normal for blind retired nurses to pick up young dudes at ski-town bars. Only after he bought my second three-fingers worth of Laphroig and I had consumed it, did I eject from my wingman duties and let her know that I was going home without her.

Perin wanted to know what she missed and I let her know the truth: massive amounts of social awkwardness. Which brings me back to the Japanese culture of politeness. From my understanding there are 3-4 major politeness levels/sentence structures in Japanese, with numerous sub-variations. A question: what is the proper way (and correct politeness level) to dismiss blind retired nurses in Japan when you're flying wingman?

Wednesday, January 12, 2011

Our 2010 Summer Holiday

Paul and I just had (our last) two week holiday around NZ. It was amazing, exhausting and exhilarating all at the same time. It begain with a four day hike (tramp) on the Milford Track. Being out of shape added to the physical challenge of hiking and carrying your own gear, but the dramatic and pristine scenery made up for it. It was just amazing.

On New Years Eve we took an overnight boat cruise on Doubtful sound and I got to have my first encounter with Dolphins in the wild. A pod of bottlenose Dolphins swam alongside side us, jumping in and out of the water.

Next stop (so to speak) was Wanaka. We hung out there resting up and enjoying the rain on our first day off. We sat in the car next to the tent and read our books for hours. Truly relaxing...

But the physical challenges had just begun and it was time to head over to Fox Glacier and do an all day walk on the glacier. Again, the walking part wasn't so hard, it was learning to use the crampons and really pushing your feet into the ice so you don't slip that took a bit of finess and fitness. But no-slips later we were on our way to take pictures of Franz Joseph glacier and head to Hokitika for the night.

With the weather continuing in our favour, we found an Indian restuarant open at 9pm, grabbed the food to go and sat at a picnic table at that beach and ate dinner. It was all quite exhuisite.

The next day we were able to catch high-tide at the blow holes of the pancake rocks and then a super smooth sailing from Picton back to Welly. On the boat we ran into our friend Andy and got to tour the Bridge!

And to end this fabulous holiday we headed north and completed the Tongariro Crossing. A breeze after the Milford track but oh boy were my feet sore. All in all it was a spectacular vacation. We ran into people we knew (from work, soccer and through friends) throughout the trip, reminding us how small and wonderful New Zealand can be.

Here are the pictures from our adventures. I tried my best to reduce the photos but couldn't get the albums under 80 photos (we took about a 1000 between the two cameras so I figure 80 isn't so bad). I've split them into two albums - Enjoy!

The first album is of our different adventures and includes photos of us:

South and North Island 2010-2011



The second album is just nature. We took a lot of pictures of really beautiful scenery. There is some overlap between the two albums but overall they are fairly different.


Nature - South Island Summer 2010-2011