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Wednesday, February 20, 2013

Lost and Confused in Northern China


China is not an easy place to get around if you don't know Chinese, which is why I booked a group tour for most of my time here. But there was one place missing from the itinerary which I was dying to see. The city is called Datong and is most famous for the Yungang Grottoes, a cluster of ancient Buddha figures carved directly into the side of a mountain. You can get there in 6 hours on a train from Beijing so I thought it would be a simple affair to go there and come back in two days.

The only problem was that I waited until the last minute to book anything and ended up just barely getting train tickets and a hotel - no tour guide. Phoebe, my tour guide in Beijing, was less than thrilled with this arrangement; warning me it would be hard to get around because few foreign tourists ever go to Datong. I don't think she realized her argument just made me want to go even more. I was nervous about the whole thing but went ahead with my plans. How bad could it be for someone who doesn't speak a word of Mandarin?

Tuesday, February 12, 2013

My farewell to Pai

The worst part of having too aggressive a travel itinerary is that you always find yourself saying goodbye too soon to people and places you just fell in love with. So this is my farewell to Pai, a tiny little tourist town in Northern Thailand which I saw almost nothing of in my two days here. Had I stayed longer, I could have lived out some amazing life-changing stories not suitable for sharing with posterity. But as it is, I'll just miss the crazy cool people I got to share two days with in this quaint little traveler's Disneyland.

View of Pai's main street at sunset

The view as I walk home

My front porch



What's next on my itinerary? Thanks to some really poor last-minute planning, I get to spend two full days in transit moving from Pai to Beijing. Here are the great times I've got lined up for myself:

Wednesday, February 6, 2013

Photos from Northern Vietnam

I fell in love with Vietnam for the second time. Here are some pictures from the very photogenic places I saw on this trip, all taken between January 18 - 25.


Trees lining the edge of Hoan Kiem Lake, Hanoi

Monday, February 4, 2013

Being eaten alive in Asia Pacific

Today I'd like to share my more memoriable encounters with parasites and animals on the trip thus far. Meeting these pests have come at some cost to me, whether it was in the form of physical scarring, money, or just plain mental grief.


I'm sure everyone the world over is familiar with mosquitoes. But I never knew there was a species of bloodsucking fly until I got to New Zealand. They're called the sandfly and you'll only get bitten by a female as they need your blood to facilitate egg laying. Below is a picture of my legs as they looked on January 17. The larger pink scars are from mosquitoes. The smaller browner ones are sandflies. The sandfly bites itch more and last much much longer than mosquito bites. Now, in early February, the sandfly bites have transformed into pervasive purple scars.

A medley of mosquito and sandfly bites running up my legs



While I was in Bali, I visited a place called the Monkey Forest. I did not feed any of the monkeys nor did I try to touch one. I sat on a bench to wait for my friend in the bathroom and a monkey came and bit me on my arm for no reason.

At my doctor's recommendation, I started the two-week program to get vaccinated for rabies. It consisted of 4 hospital visits and 7 shots total. The local doctors told me there was no known outbreak in the area and the vaccine was not necessary but my American doctor was much more cautious, reminding me these were wild animals and the local doctors couldn't know for certain these monkeys were clean. Getting bitten without provocation was an especially bad sign. I also got tested for hepititis C, as some websites stated these monkeys are carriers for that disease. I've since spent almost $2,000 USD on treatments.

Don't be fooled by their cutesy faces. One of these assholes decided it would be fun to munch on my arm for dinner.



Lastly, and most recently, I picked up bedbugs at my hostel in Phuket, Thailand. These bedbugs are pitch black and almost look like flat beetles. Because I'm used to seeing the more common red, translucent version, I didn't immediately realize I was in danger here and my luggage sat in the hostel room for several hours. I changed rooms as soon as I realized what they were but now I'm carrying the critters in my luggage and am infecting every new hotel room I stay in.

If I can only give one piece of advice to future travellers, it would be this. Do everything in your power to prevent getting bedbugs in your luggage before you start travelling. Bedbugs are the armageddon of household pests. There are bedbug sprays on the market now which you can use to line your luggage. Some solutions contain the neuro-toxin called DEET, which I personally don't want to use. I'm using one natural alternative called tiger balm as bedbugs apparently don't like the smell of camphor.