Thursday, May 29, 2008
Taipei here I come - stop 5
My very quick fly-by Singapore and Malaysia is complete...today I head out to Taipei. I'm actually looking forward to it since I'll be there longer than 24hrs and have a chance to do laundry and I update my blog (I have tons of pictures to share with you from Singapore and Malaysia). Yeh, not so fun traveling with sweaty + dirty clothes, after awhile even the best perfume can't mask the funk. All for now.
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
4th stop - Kula Lumpur, Malaysia
Made it to my 4th stop via a land this time. I took an overnight 5hr train from Singapore to downtown KL which left at 9pm (1hr delay) arriving in KL 7am this morning. Just stopping by my hotel momentarily to drop off my bags (checkin is not until 2pm), grab breakfast, and head out for the day. I have dinner with an old friend tonight....looking forward to seeing her, its been close to 6 years since I'v seen her in Italy. All for now, just wanted to update you that I got in fine.
A day in Singapore - too short but very sweet!
I knew that my one night in Singapore would be too short but it was oh so sweet. Singapore is a city that is very easy to navigate, the transit system (MRT) is user friendly and after one trip you get the gist of the layout. I had forgotten that flying from New Zealand to Singapore was back tracking which meant that my sleep pattern was 5 hours ahead...so was extremely jetlagged by 11pm. I had such a goodnight sleep on the comfy bed, so was very reluctant to get out of bed. Checkout time at the Scarlet was at noon so it giving me some time to gather my things, agenda, and breakfast. I grabbed a quick breakfast at the hotel restaurant named Desire (the decor is as rich and sexy as the rest of the hotel so its aptly named). I ordered two eggs along to compliment the continental buffet which erred on the european influence with its selection of smoked fishes (e.g. salmon) and nice variety of breads and pastries. The fruit selections were also very yummy....dragon fruit, papaya, kiwi, strawberries, etc.
After checking out, I left my bags at the hotel and headed out for my daytrip through the streets of Singapore. The MRT Chinatown stop luckily was just 10mins. away, within the the short walk there was this pattern of rain and sunshine that came on an off, this is to be the weather pattern for the rest of the day. Since I hadn't checked the weather before leaving the hotel, I proceeded with no umbrella and had to find shelter during the heavy down pour in the shops and/or rolls of hawkers stands. My plan was to hit the neighborhoods of Little India, Little Malay, City Hall, Clarke Quay, Raffles hotel (where the Singapore Sling was first created and where the aurther Joseph Conrad stayed), head back to Chinatown for the heritage center, and meet my highschool friend Margaret's brother Christian for dinner.
Singapore is a wonderful city, they have got the perfect melange of old/new architectures and a united nations of the world living here. The three languages predominately spoken here are Malay, Chinese (mandarin), and English which is lucky for me. Since I stayed in Chinatown there were moments of challenges when the sales person didn't speak English so I reverted back to the more international language of animation and pointing to things (not so suave but it gets my point across). Hitting all the neighborhoods, I made it a point to try all the different kinds of food...you can say that I ate my way around the world in the Day in Singapore.
Little India was so colorful, the old colonial buildings, the wonderful shops selling anything from sari to jewelry, the smells of spice and curry. It 90% of the time during my walk through this neighborhood so I spent (unfortunately) some of my time under the covered shop awnings. My first stop was to the Sri Vat temple to check out the architecture and daily ceremony. Once I left the temple, it started to downpour so I headed straight to one of the food malls (or hawkers)...it was noon and just in time for lunch. I had the very famous and ideallic dish "chicken rice" which is rice that has been seasoned in a chicken broth served with the white meat chicke, cucumber, scallions, and a ginger/soy/sweet dipping sauce. My mom makes a version of this dish, Lao style and it happens to be one of my all time favorite comfort food dish where I have been known to eat 3-4 bowls of it at a time.
More to write and pictures will be updated later...
After checking out, I left my bags at the hotel and headed out for my daytrip through the streets of Singapore. The MRT Chinatown stop luckily was just 10mins. away, within the the short walk there was this pattern of rain and sunshine that came on an off, this is to be the weather pattern for the rest of the day. Since I hadn't checked the weather before leaving the hotel, I proceeded with no umbrella and had to find shelter during the heavy down pour in the shops and/or rolls of hawkers stands. My plan was to hit the neighborhoods of Little India, Little Malay, City Hall, Clarke Quay, Raffles hotel (where the Singapore Sling was first created and where the aurther Joseph Conrad stayed), head back to Chinatown for the heritage center, and meet my highschool friend Margaret's brother Christian for dinner.
Singapore is a wonderful city, they have got the perfect melange of old/new architectures and a united nations of the world living here. The three languages predominately spoken here are Malay, Chinese (mandarin), and English which is lucky for me. Since I stayed in Chinatown there were moments of challenges when the sales person didn't speak English so I reverted back to the more international language of animation and pointing to things (not so suave but it gets my point across). Hitting all the neighborhoods, I made it a point to try all the different kinds of food...you can say that I ate my way around the world in the Day in Singapore.
Little India was so colorful, the old colonial buildings, the wonderful shops selling anything from sari to jewelry, the smells of spice and curry. It 90% of the time during my walk through this neighborhood so I spent (unfortunately) some of my time under the covered shop awnings. My first stop was to the Sri Vat temple to check out the architecture and daily ceremony. Once I left the temple, it started to downpour so I headed straight to one of the food malls (or hawkers)...it was noon and just in time for lunch. I had the very famous and ideallic dish "chicken rice" which is rice that has been seasoned in a chicken broth served with the white meat chicke, cucumber, scallions, and a ginger/soy/sweet dipping sauce. My mom makes a version of this dish, Lao style and it happens to be one of my all time favorite comfort food dish where I have been known to eat 3-4 bowls of it at a time.
More to write and pictures will be updated later...
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
3rd stop…Singapore sling!
Today marks the 23rd day since I’ve started my RTW trip and reluctantly I have left the two worlds down under for my first Asian location, Singapore. Australia and New Zealand have been nothing less than impressive and fulfilling. What an adventure it has been...I could have easily spent my entire two months down there if it weren’t for the fact that I wanted to see the rest of the lonely planet.
I've made it into Singapore this evening to a balmy (29 degree celcius = 87 degree Fahrenheit) and very humid weather. My hair is officially a mad house of tangles in this humidity! I forgot to change my jeans to something lighter, I paid the price later when my jeans feel like they were melting into me. I'm staying in the Chinatown district...its actually really cool with food stalls opened til 2am....my kind of town. My hotel is by the name of Scarlet, its a boutique hotel (http://www.thescarlethotel.com). It feels like I'm staying at an old french colonial hotel and everything is decorated in red and dark chocolate and has a very mysterious + sexy feel to it...I love and recommend it for the location, decor, good service, nice bath amenities, and great water pressure! Ok, enough about the hotel. Now I have just one day to explore the highlights of Singapore, meet up with friends for dinner, and head to Kula Lumpur, Malaysia. Will update later on the colors and sounds of Singapore.
I've made it into Singapore this evening to a balmy (29 degree celcius = 87 degree Fahrenheit) and very humid weather. My hair is officially a mad house of tangles in this humidity! I forgot to change my jeans to something lighter, I paid the price later when my jeans feel like they were melting into me. I'm staying in the Chinatown district...its actually really cool with food stalls opened til 2am....my kind of town. My hotel is by the name of Scarlet, its a boutique hotel (http://www.thescarlethotel.com). It feels like I'm staying at an old french colonial hotel and everything is decorated in red and dark chocolate and has a very mysterious + sexy feel to it...I love and recommend it for the location, decor, good service, nice bath amenities, and great water pressure! Ok, enough about the hotel. Now I have just one day to explore the highlights of Singapore, meet up with friends for dinner, and head to Kula Lumpur, Malaysia. Will update later on the colors and sounds of Singapore.
"Lost Worlds of the Waitomo caves"
With the disappointment of my missing bags, I headed out for the 2 hrs. drive to Waitomo village. I arrived at my lodge around 8pm alittle pooped from flying and driving all day. I stayed at a Bed & Breakfast called the “Waitomo Cave Guest Lodge”, long name but great accommodation. Driving in New Zealand countryside at night is not too much fun, the roads wined ever which way and NO lights to guide you. The one thing that striked me during the drive was how clear the sky was, the stars seemed really bright. I hadn’t seen that many stars having been mostly in the suburbs and city areas earlier Australia and NZ South Island which had been rainy the whole time.
The B&B was run by an English couple named Janet and Colin (and their dog Gypsey), they’ve been doing so for the last 4 years. Really sweet folks and Janet is an avid gardener so the place looks like a quaint English garden…very charming. This is the only B&B in Waitomo Village Center, Colin explained that the concept of B&B hasn’t caught on to the “kiwi” yet. I like staying at B&B, its great for a lone traveler because it feels very much like home. When I checked in my single room was not available but lucked out and got a double suite with a great view of the hills and a direct entrance to the breakfast patio. I went to grab a quick bite next door at Curley’s Bar, ordered a chicken burger to take away and was “warmly” informed by the “cashier/cook/waitress” that she “doesn’t like making a take away”…I thought “how rude” but gently replied with a smile “sorry, but that is my preference after a long drive”. At 11pm, my missing bag finally arrived…I am relieved and now can rest easily.
The following morning, I awoke at 6am which is on the early side for me but glad I did though because I caught a great view of the sunrise over the country side landscape. I headed for breakfast at 8am in the great room (right outside my patio…how cool was that). They were serving simple but very healthy choices and definitely my kind of breakfast (e.g. granola, yogurt, toast, fruits, homemade marmalade). I had breakfast with a nice family from Melbourne who were in Waitomo for a week and now heading back to Australia. They gave me some tips on hiking trails but unfortunately my time here is limited so I won’t be able to take advantage of it, next visit then. With my belly filled and an hour to kill, I walked around taking pictures and leisurely headed over to the Waitomo Adventure facility to start my tour which was right next door to the lodge…just 100meters through the garden.
The cave adventure I chose was the “Lost World 4 hour” tour which has a few parts to it, first is the abseiling (repelling) 100m down a cable line to the cave floor, explore the caves for two hours, watch the glow worms, and finally ascend a 30m ladder back to the surface. A twenty minutes drive from the town center brought us to the entrance of the caves. We were given uniform and abseiling gears to put on (e.g. blue overall, rain boots, harness, and lighted hard hats). After many safety guidelines and checks, we headed to the platform to begin our abseiling. We split up into separate groups (five person each). In my group was three “Americanos” guys (seniors at Minnesota State Univ), we were lead by Scott (a kiwi). We weren’t allowed to take our own camera, only the tour guide had one so I’m afraid the pictures from the cave adventures are limited. We abseiled down the cable as a team, very slowly while enjoying the view going down the 100m. It was breathtaking and frightening at the same time, there we were just hanging in the middle of the cave. Underneath us, was a flowing waterfall creeping out of cracks along the cave floor. Waitomo is a Maiori word meaning “water creeping from underground” thus describes the area of Waitomo caves. We took a break (just hanging in thin air) at the 50m point to take in the view and stalactites and stalagmites formation. After 45mins. of abseiling, we reached the cave floor where we started our journey through the caves. It was so cool to walk through the little cracks and holes while the water was flowing underneath us. The caves were really dark, the only lights were from our helmets and the glow worms or rather the “poo” from the glow worms. Yes, we sat staring at glowing poo’s. Glow worms are actually maggots that hang off the ceilings of caves and in order to rid of their waste, they burn it off which gives it a glow so we have “glowing poo”. Our ascend back to the surface meant climbing up a skinning metal ladder up 30m (just like rockclimbing but higher off the ground...just don’t look down). We continued trekking and eventually emerged on the opposite side of our entrance to a jungle like opening (reminded me of Tom Raiders). Another one for the books of cool adventures to take. This wraps up my last thrill ride in New Zealand and drove myself up to Auckland (3 hrs. away, at least the scenary and landscape was beautiful to keep me company) to prepare for my departure to Singapore...see you there.
The B&B was run by an English couple named Janet and Colin (and their dog Gypsey), they’ve been doing so for the last 4 years. Really sweet folks and Janet is an avid gardener so the place looks like a quaint English garden…very charming. This is the only B&B in Waitomo Village Center, Colin explained that the concept of B&B hasn’t caught on to the “kiwi” yet. I like staying at B&B, its great for a lone traveler because it feels very much like home. When I checked in my single room was not available but lucked out and got a double suite with a great view of the hills and a direct entrance to the breakfast patio. I went to grab a quick bite next door at Curley’s Bar, ordered a chicken burger to take away and was “warmly” informed by the “cashier/cook/waitress” that she “doesn’t like making a take away”…I thought “how rude” but gently replied with a smile “sorry, but that is my preference after a long drive”. At 11pm, my missing bag finally arrived…I am relieved and now can rest easily.
The following morning, I awoke at 6am which is on the early side for me but glad I did though because I caught a great view of the sunrise over the country side landscape. I headed for breakfast at 8am in the great room (right outside my patio…how cool was that). They were serving simple but very healthy choices and definitely my kind of breakfast (e.g. granola, yogurt, toast, fruits, homemade marmalade). I had breakfast with a nice family from Melbourne who were in Waitomo for a week and now heading back to Australia. They gave me some tips on hiking trails but unfortunately my time here is limited so I won’t be able to take advantage of it, next visit then. With my belly filled and an hour to kill, I walked around taking pictures and leisurely headed over to the Waitomo Adventure facility to start my tour which was right next door to the lodge…just 100meters through the garden.
The cave adventure I chose was the “Lost World 4 hour” tour which has a few parts to it, first is the abseiling (repelling) 100m down a cable line to the cave floor, explore the caves for two hours, watch the glow worms, and finally ascend a 30m ladder back to the surface. A twenty minutes drive from the town center brought us to the entrance of the caves. We were given uniform and abseiling gears to put on (e.g. blue overall, rain boots, harness, and lighted hard hats). After many safety guidelines and checks, we headed to the platform to begin our abseiling. We split up into separate groups (five person each). In my group was three “Americanos” guys (seniors at Minnesota State Univ), we were lead by Scott (a kiwi). We weren’t allowed to take our own camera, only the tour guide had one so I’m afraid the pictures from the cave adventures are limited. We abseiled down the cable as a team, very slowly while enjoying the view going down the 100m. It was breathtaking and frightening at the same time, there we were just hanging in the middle of the cave. Underneath us, was a flowing waterfall creeping out of cracks along the cave floor. Waitomo is a Maiori word meaning “water creeping from underground” thus describes the area of Waitomo caves. We took a break (just hanging in thin air) at the 50m point to take in the view and stalactites and stalagmites formation. After 45mins. of abseiling, we reached the cave floor where we started our journey through the caves. It was so cool to walk through the little cracks and holes while the water was flowing underneath us. The caves were really dark, the only lights were from our helmets and the glow worms or rather the “poo” from the glow worms. Yes, we sat staring at glowing poo’s. Glow worms are actually maggots that hang off the ceilings of caves and in order to rid of their waste, they burn it off which gives it a glow so we have “glowing poo”. Our ascend back to the surface meant climbing up a skinning metal ladder up 30m (just like rockclimbing but higher off the ground...just don’t look down). We continued trekking and eventually emerged on the opposite side of our entrance to a jungle like opening (reminded me of Tom Raiders). Another one for the books of cool adventures to take. This wraps up my last thrill ride in New Zealand and drove myself up to Auckland (3 hrs. away, at least the scenary and landscape was beautiful to keep me company) to prepare for my departure to Singapore...see you there.
Monday, May 26, 2008
I have my bag!
Yippee...I have my bag now. It arrived very late....11pm on the same evening, glad I didn't wait for it at the airport. It was stuck at the transfer airport. NZ airline sent it over in a shuttle to my hotel, although it was marked express delivery I didn't get the back until 4 hours later. No matter, I have it now....phew! Now a happy traveler again.
Saturday, May 24, 2008
"No Show" baggage
Its bound to happen even with my minimal baggage ;-(. I've arrived at Hamilton airport at 4pm on my way to Waitomo and behold my only piece of luggage is not here!!! Its a darn carry on but with the smaller plane I was forced to check in the bag!
Waitomo village is where I will be doing abseiling and cave tour called "The Lost World - 4 hour tour" tomorrow morning. I'm trying not to panic and hope its on its way with the later flight this evening (~10pm). I leave for Auckland tomorrow afternoon and that's my last day in NZ so lets pray that it will get here. With only the clothes on my back and my backpack, I'm a bit nervous if my bag would show up before I leave the country monday. Adding to my anxiety is that I still have another month of travel to go...yikes! Wish me luck.
Waitomo village is where I will be doing abseiling and cave tour called "The Lost World - 4 hour tour" tomorrow morning. I'm trying not to panic and hope its on its way with the later flight this evening (~10pm). I leave for Auckland tomorrow afternoon and that's my last day in NZ so lets pray that it will get here. With only the clothes on my back and my backpack, I'm a bit nervous if my bag would show up before I leave the country monday. Adding to my anxiety is that I still have another month of travel to go...yikes! Wish me luck.
Journey to the glaciers - Part 2
The glacial hike was worth the hype! I love getting a good hike and being rewarded with an amazing view at the end, this certainly fills my needs for adventure and a good workout. This was a half day hike (9-2pm) which starts off walking through patches of rain forest to the valley floor where the Franz Josef glacier ends and flows to varies streams afterwards we climbed the glaciers themselves. A somewhat strenuous hike with a range of climate changes (rain forest to open valley to glaciers). It was very, very cool. I just have one minor complaint + suggestion to the Franz Josef glacial guide company...get smaller boots...I had to wear three pairs socks to fit into their boots which left me with a blister!
There's also a cool story behind the glaciers. It was named after Emperor
Franz Joseph I of Austria by the German explorer, Julius von Haast in 1865 (Haast wanted to get on the good side of the emporer, he did!). The Māori name for the glacier is Ka Roimata o Hinehukatere ('The tears of Hinehukatere'), arising from a local legend: Hinehukatere loved climbing in the mountains and persuaded her lover, Tawe, to climb with her. Tawe was a less experienced climber than Hinehukatere but loved to accompany her until an avalanche
swept Tawe from the peaks to his death. Hinehukatere was broken hearted and her many, many tears flowed down the mountain and froze to form the glacier. (Legend is taken strait form wikipedia...I didn't want to blotch the romantic legend).
I'm gathering that I must have my "Americano" radar on because of all the people I keep running into and chilling with are folks from the states. On this hike were a few boys from Ohio + South Carolina and a "super cool" woman from Utah (Kamie). There was a total of 28 people in the group hike, we got split up into two groups (one in front, more confident and 2nd group, less confident). Myself and Kamie decided to stay in the 2nd group after no one else volunteered, it turned out to be a good decision because the slower group gave us tons of ops to take pictures and record videos (which I can't wait to share with you guys). After spending a good six hours together through the hike together, I was able to persuade Kamie to join me in the ride back to Queenstown. A very selfish move to have company since its a 7+ hours drive over 400Km...it worked out for her as well...made us both happy.
For this hike, I've decided to start recording events but haven't figured out how to link to this blog yet. Once I do, you'll get to experience my journeys...live! For now, here are some pictures.
in the rainforest part of the hike, took this picture then I realized the direction on the sign...oops.
at valley floor, all geared up with clampers on my the boots (critical for walking on the ice)
the axe used to carve paths on the ice...I'm just posing...only the guide does it
I've just ascended through a very steep stairway of ice to get here...very cool
After the stairway, I crawled through a hole and here I emerged
There's also a cool story behind the glaciers. It was named after Emperor
Franz Joseph I of Austria by the German explorer, Julius von Haast in 1865 (Haast wanted to get on the good side of the emporer, he did!). The Māori name for the glacier is Ka Roimata o Hinehukatere ('The tears of Hinehukatere'), arising from a local legend: Hinehukatere loved climbing in the mountains and persuaded her lover, Tawe, to climb with her. Tawe was a less experienced climber than Hinehukatere but loved to accompany her until an avalanche
swept Tawe from the peaks to his death. Hinehukatere was broken hearted and her many, many tears flowed down the mountain and froze to form the glacier. (Legend is taken strait form wikipedia...I didn't want to blotch the romantic legend).
I'm gathering that I must have my "Americano" radar on because of all the people I keep running into and chilling with are folks from the states. On this hike were a few boys from Ohio + South Carolina and a "super cool" woman from Utah (Kamie). There was a total of 28 people in the group hike, we got split up into two groups (one in front, more confident and 2nd group, less confident). Myself and Kamie decided to stay in the 2nd group after no one else volunteered, it turned out to be a good decision because the slower group gave us tons of ops to take pictures and record videos (which I can't wait to share with you guys). After spending a good six hours together through the hike together, I was able to persuade Kamie to join me in the ride back to Queenstown. A very selfish move to have company since its a 7+ hours drive over 400Km...it worked out for her as well...made us both happy.
For this hike, I've decided to start recording events but haven't figured out how to link to this blog yet. Once I do, you'll get to experience my journeys...live! For now, here are some pictures.
in the rainforest part of the hike, took this picture then I realized the direction on the sign...oops.
at valley floor, all geared up with clampers on my the boots (critical for walking on the ice)
the axe used to carve paths on the ice...I'm just posing...only the guide does it
I've just ascended through a very steep stairway of ice to get here...very cool
After the stairway, I crawled through a hole and here I emerged
Thursday, May 22, 2008
Journey to the glaciers - Part 1
I made it...so happy to have made it safely to my lodge tonight after a very, very long day of driving. Franz Josef is really far away from everything (I was forewarned but reality hurts), the drive took me up and around all sorts of twist and turns and once the sun was gone there were no street lights. It rained all day and will continue to tomorrow ;-( which doesn't make the drive fun.
I did have the good sense to pick up a CD last night (Australian artist named Gabriella Cimli...if you like Amy Winehouse you'll like her just without all the Amy nuthouse drama) because there was no radio reception after the first two hours out of Queenstown. Once it hit 6pm (that's 6 hours of driving) I was getting really discouraged with whether or not I would find this place. Adding to my angst was the lack of reception on my phone.
From Queenstown to Franz Josef (township where I will be doing the glacial hike) its about 404Km (~250miles) and it took me a solid 7hrs to get here (two pit stops + six photo ops). No major drama with the exception that I've managed to drop my camera (its okay) but the filter lens is broken and stuck to my 300mm long lens...bummer ;-(
This is a huge milestone for me, first driving long distance is not my preferred mode of transit (most I've driven in Cali is 5 hrs) and second got over my anxiety of driving on the left side after a shaky experience in Ireland two years ago. Normally I don't like driving this long (esp. alone) but the scenary was just just captivating, its probably what made the drive tolerable. Over the 400km the scenary was quite varied, every 75km you'll see anything from the Cali highway 1 to Yosemite, to Hawaii, or to seattle. I'll load up some photos later.
Franz Josef is really far from everything...I'm at the only internet cafe which closes at 8pm (its 7:45pm now). I'm staying at a family run lodge (family of four with two young ones) and their house is right across from my room. They left the light on for me and gave me a bottle of milk...good thing I have my lactate pills for my lactose intolerant.
That's all for today... I'm going to head out for some dinner now, get an enough rest for the early glacial hike tomorrow which I'm really looking forward to. After the half a day of hiking, I head back down to Queenstown...yep another 7+ hours of driving. So stay tune to Part 2...
I did have the good sense to pick up a CD last night (Australian artist named Gabriella Cimli...if you like Amy Winehouse you'll like her just without all the Amy nuthouse drama) because there was no radio reception after the first two hours out of Queenstown. Once it hit 6pm (that's 6 hours of driving) I was getting really discouraged with whether or not I would find this place. Adding to my angst was the lack of reception on my phone.
From Queenstown to Franz Josef (township where I will be doing the glacial hike) its about 404Km (~250miles) and it took me a solid 7hrs to get here (two pit stops + six photo ops). No major drama with the exception that I've managed to drop my camera (its okay) but the filter lens is broken and stuck to my 300mm long lens...bummer ;-(
This is a huge milestone for me, first driving long distance is not my preferred mode of transit (most I've driven in Cali is 5 hrs) and second got over my anxiety of driving on the left side after a shaky experience in Ireland two years ago. Normally I don't like driving this long (esp. alone) but the scenary was just just captivating, its probably what made the drive tolerable. Over the 400km the scenary was quite varied, every 75km you'll see anything from the Cali highway 1 to Yosemite, to Hawaii, or to seattle. I'll load up some photos later.
Franz Josef is really far from everything...I'm at the only internet cafe which closes at 8pm (its 7:45pm now). I'm staying at a family run lodge (family of four with two young ones) and their house is right across from my room. They left the light on for me and gave me a bottle of milk...good thing I have my lactate pills for my lactose intolerant.
That's all for today... I'm going to head out for some dinner now, get an enough rest for the early glacial hike tomorrow which I'm really looking forward to. After the half a day of hiking, I head back down to Queenstown...yep another 7+ hours of driving. So stay tune to Part 2...
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
Queenstown Hightlights (views + wines + bungy + hang gliding = 2 days of fun)
I am in love with this charming, lakeside resort town. Right off the plane I was greeted with the majestic view of the Coronet mountains with its snow cap peaks. Picked up my car, its a cute Hyundai red Accent (NZ drives on the leftside) and drove into town enjoying the scenary. Yesterday, I took a lazy stroll through town. Imagine it like the perfect New England (Vermont) town by the lakeside during autumn with the leaves changing and the crisp air, tons of shops, restaurants, and cafes to sit and chill out over a nice conversation. Another great thing, there were many lone travelers like myself...thank goodness. I spent a few hours walking through all the nooks and crannies taking pictures....the lighting here just gets better and better with every passing hour (I will upload pictures soon, they are fantastic). I ended my day with a nice turkish dinner with a fellow american from Colorado (Katye) who I met at the "Turkish cuisine" eatery. We polished off the night at the "Old man's cafe" with some coffee and desserts by the fireplace.
steamboat returning to Queenstown
by lake Wakatipu catching the moon rising
Today is my second day in Queenstown, just finished the Queenstown Hightlights tour. A half day tour of the Kawari bridge where the bungy jumping first started (yes, I did it), wine tasting at the Gibbson winery, checked out one of the location where Lord of the Rings was shot at, stopped at Arrowtown (a historic town which boom during the NZ gold rush in the 1800's) also walked through the Arrowtown Chinese Settlement camp. Still plenty more for me to do, now I am off to do hang gliding...will report back.
That's me at one of the cabins at the Arrowtown Chinese settlement camp (its tiny inside).
Getting strapped in to the bungy cords, I just asked the guy if he's been certified "he laughs ...what does that mean?!...then assures me he's been doing this for 10 years."
Back from hang gliding. I thought bungy jumping was amazing well, hang gliding rocked! Its nothing like I've ever done. My pilot (Fernando from Argentina) has been in Queenstown hang gliding for the last 9 months...my life is this man's hand! Our launch pad is approx. 680m (~2000ft) up Mt. Remarkable. After we got strapped into the hardness, practiced some runs within minutes we were off flying like a bird. We took off around 4:30pm, nearing sunset. Its an incredible feeling up there, better then any amusement ride I've experienced. The view was just unbelievable, all my senses were in overdrive. I was feeling all sorts of emotions as the adrenaline rushed throughout my body and I'm thinking "I can't believe I'm flying up here". There was a camera and video strapped to the hang glider once I figure out how to upload the video you can see my flight action!
The take off was running down hill (he didn't tell me that!), a minute later we were flying high
steamboat returning to Queenstown
by lake Wakatipu catching the moon rising
Today is my second day in Queenstown, just finished the Queenstown Hightlights tour. A half day tour of the Kawari bridge where the bungy jumping first started (yes, I did it), wine tasting at the Gibbson winery, checked out one of the location where Lord of the Rings was shot at, stopped at Arrowtown (a historic town which boom during the NZ gold rush in the 1800's) also walked through the Arrowtown Chinese Settlement camp. Still plenty more for me to do, now I am off to do hang gliding...will report back.
That's me at one of the cabins at the Arrowtown Chinese settlement camp (its tiny inside).
Getting strapped in to the bungy cords, I just asked the guy if he's been certified "he laughs ...what does that mean?!...then assures me he's been doing this for 10 years."
Back from hang gliding. I thought bungy jumping was amazing well, hang gliding rocked! Its nothing like I've ever done. My pilot (Fernando from Argentina) has been in Queenstown hang gliding for the last 9 months...my life is this man's hand! Our launch pad is approx. 680m (~2000ft) up Mt. Remarkable. After we got strapped into the hardness, practiced some runs within minutes we were off flying like a bird. We took off around 4:30pm, nearing sunset. Its an incredible feeling up there, better then any amusement ride I've experienced. The view was just unbelievable, all my senses were in overdrive. I was feeling all sorts of emotions as the adrenaline rushed throughout my body and I'm thinking "I can't believe I'm flying up here". There was a camera and video strapped to the hang glider once I figure out how to upload the video you can see my flight action!
The take off was running down hill (he didn't tell me that!), a minute later we were flying high
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
From G'day to Kia Ora
"Kia Ora" means hello or in NZ speak gidday.
Its Tuesday morning, May 20th and I'm at Auckland airport waiting for my flight (which is now delayed for two hours) to Queenstown in the south island. I will be spending most of my time in south island this week. I was just here twelve hours ago...missed my morning flight out of Sydney due to a major accident on the highways into Sydney airport. I learned something new about NZ immigration policy, they require that upon arriving at NZ I must have present a proof of a flight out of NZ (e.g. a boarding pass or flight schedules from the airline), so the e-copy of the itinerary will not do.
The later flight gave me more time to spend with my family but got me into the hotel really late...it sucked but don't feel too bad for me yet. I was alittle sad to leave my family (a bit teary eyed) as they've been so kind and generous with their time and home. After the goodbye's I headed to the New Zealand airline's lounge (a star alliance partner)...this is the first time I've ever used United Airlines' "red carpet club" lounge, it was so fancy and packed with yummy snacks, coffee/tea, wine, bear, free internet, lounge chairs, fax, phone, and they make personal announcements when its time for boarding. It really does pay to be in the club, I've been missing out all these years hanging out by the usual airport gate areas.
I was not looking forward to later arrival into Auckland but just my luck that on the same flight were the boys from the New Zealand Warriors (NZ rugby team). They were returning home from a competition in Australia...the flight over was very lively so shall we say it was not so bad after all. When I saw them boarding, I thought they were the NZ All Blacks team but not quite...anyhow you can check them out, http://www.warriors.co.nz/.
After taking the airbus we arrived at the hotel 40mins. later. Its smacked right in the middle of downtown however the block where the hotel was located seem really dark. Alittle discouraged, I enter the hotel and was pleasantly surprise to find the interior a stark contrast to the dark exterior. The decor was modern, open, clean lines...scandinavian influenced, and the staff was very pleasant. I asked one of the staff who helped me to my room how the neighborhood was and he informed me that its actually not "that safe"!!!! What!!....of the all the places I find the one hotel that is not in the best neighborhood. It didn't seem so bad when I came in last night (I saw a few homeless people). Anyhow, he recommended that I shouldn't hang around the area at night if its not necessary which I don't plan to so I should be ok. What's surprising was that there were plenty of people (e.g. backpackers, tourist, locals, students...etc) walking around so the place seems lively. The decor of my room is similiar to the lobby decor...clean, modern, and all new furnitures. The view was not so great...plain parking lot. Another surprise was that they broadcast a Thai channel which is a nice. I don't know about you but I can appreciate good water pressure for my showers and this place has got it right...makes me very happy ;-) So the hotels got its pro's and con's, for now its got my vote with the right amenities and price. I guess I won't cancel my reservation as I'm returning to the same hotel at the end of the week. Ok that's all for now as I head down to south island for lots of sightseeing, driving, and hiking.
Its Tuesday morning, May 20th and I'm at Auckland airport waiting for my flight (which is now delayed for two hours) to Queenstown in the south island. I will be spending most of my time in south island this week. I was just here twelve hours ago...missed my morning flight out of Sydney due to a major accident on the highways into Sydney airport. I learned something new about NZ immigration policy, they require that upon arriving at NZ I must have present a proof of a flight out of NZ (e.g. a boarding pass or flight schedules from the airline), so the e-copy of the itinerary will not do.
The later flight gave me more time to spend with my family but got me into the hotel really late...it sucked but don't feel too bad for me yet. I was alittle sad to leave my family (a bit teary eyed) as they've been so kind and generous with their time and home. After the goodbye's I headed to the New Zealand airline's lounge (a star alliance partner)...this is the first time I've ever used United Airlines' "red carpet club" lounge, it was so fancy and packed with yummy snacks, coffee/tea, wine, bear, free internet, lounge chairs, fax, phone, and they make personal announcements when its time for boarding. It really does pay to be in the club, I've been missing out all these years hanging out by the usual airport gate areas.
I was not looking forward to later arrival into Auckland but just my luck that on the same flight were the boys from the New Zealand Warriors (NZ rugby team). They were returning home from a competition in Australia...the flight over was very lively so shall we say it was not so bad after all. When I saw them boarding, I thought they were the NZ All Blacks team but not quite...anyhow you can check them out, http://www.warriors.co.nz/.
After taking the airbus we arrived at the hotel 40mins. later. Its smacked right in the middle of downtown however the block where the hotel was located seem really dark. Alittle discouraged, I enter the hotel and was pleasantly surprise to find the interior a stark contrast to the dark exterior. The decor was modern, open, clean lines...scandinavian influenced, and the staff was very pleasant. I asked one of the staff who helped me to my room how the neighborhood was and he informed me that its actually not "that safe"!!!! What!!....of the all the places I find the one hotel that is not in the best neighborhood. It didn't seem so bad when I came in last night (I saw a few homeless people). Anyhow, he recommended that I shouldn't hang around the area at night if its not necessary which I don't plan to so I should be ok. What's surprising was that there were plenty of people (e.g. backpackers, tourist, locals, students...etc) walking around so the place seems lively. The decor of my room is similiar to the lobby decor...clean, modern, and all new furnitures. The view was not so great...plain parking lot. Another surprise was that they broadcast a Thai channel which is a nice. I don't know about you but I can appreciate good water pressure for my showers and this place has got it right...makes me very happy ;-) So the hotels got its pro's and con's, for now its got my vote with the right amenities and price. I guess I won't cancel my reservation as I'm returning to the same hotel at the end of the week. Ok that's all for now as I head down to south island for lots of sightseeing, driving, and hiking.
Monday, May 19, 2008
2nd stop - New Zealand
Monday (5.19) I head out to Auckland which marks the second stop on my RTW agenda. I am looking forward to the much talked about New Zealand. Everyone I've spoken to loves it there and highly recommends it. At this stop, I do not have any connections and surely no extended relatives to put me up ;-( but I am looking forward to the adventures. If by any chance anyone has some cool people you know in New Zealnd and are willing to introduce to me....please let me know.
I will only be in NZ for one week and have packed it tight with many outdoor activities and some cityscapes. A few things I will be doing...
-check out Auckland city
-fly to Queenstown in the south island for a couple of days
-drive to Franz Josef for a half day glacial hike
-head back to north island to either do the Waitomo cave or ride the Zorb ball at Rotorua.
-lots of driving alone but I think the scenary will more than make up for it
I will only be in NZ for one week and have packed it tight with many outdoor activities and some cityscapes. A few things I will be doing...
-check out Auckland city
-fly to Queenstown in the south island for a couple of days
-drive to Franz Josef for a half day glacial hike
-head back to north island to either do the Waitomo cave or ride the Zorb ball at Rotorua.
-lots of driving alone but I think the scenary will more than make up for it
Sydney half marathon, I was "unofficially there"
First, thank you for your vote to help me decide on running the half marathon. It was an overwelming 80% (yes, go for it) and 20% (no, you're on vacation). After I've put you thru the polls, I have to unfortunately report that I did not run it however was able to be there to see the race in an unexpected turn of events. Let me explain. I was all set to go, got my maps, train schedules, and gears all ready to go however I was dealing with a conundrum on how to be mentally and physically ready for the race given the evening before was my bon voyage party.
Saturday evening was the "whole cow" party that my family graciously hosted as a sendoff gift. As you can understand, being that the party was for me there was some mandatory eating, drinking, and karoake singing. All this happiness of course can only lead to a very, very, late night. After toiling back and forth on how much to eat and drink to make sure I get some decent sleep for the race. In the midst of all this, popped the opportunity to hit the town and experience Sydney nightlife, given that its my last night I reluctantly dropped the idea to run the race ;-(. Plus I knew that not having proper sleep, alcohol, and "not so proper" food can really affect the race.
So I headed out to the city for lots of fun and dancing which was much needed after all the eating at the party. We were out til sunrise and I thought this was the end of the night however the entourage I went with decided to go to a "day club" which opens at 6am and closes at 12pm. Yes, this is available in every major metropolitan and Sydney is no exception. The downside of carpooling sometimes. In my mind, I know that its going to be a very long day somehow I still had enough energy to continue dancing...crazy!
As 7:30am rolled around, I was also thinking about the race and how I secretly wish I was there. While waiting for everyone to prepare to leave the day club, my cousin tapped me on the shoulder to show me the reflections of the runners passing the club. I immediately felt envious of the runners hitting the pavement and wondered if I had made the right decision to. Well, after a few moments self guilt, I headed outside to encourage the runners and take some pictures of what could have been...next time.
Saturday evening was the "whole cow" party that my family graciously hosted as a sendoff gift. As you can understand, being that the party was for me there was some mandatory eating, drinking, and karoake singing. All this happiness of course can only lead to a very, very, late night. After toiling back and forth on how much to eat and drink to make sure I get some decent sleep for the race. In the midst of all this, popped the opportunity to hit the town and experience Sydney nightlife, given that its my last night I reluctantly dropped the idea to run the race ;-(. Plus I knew that not having proper sleep, alcohol, and "not so proper" food can really affect the race.
So I headed out to the city for lots of fun and dancing which was much needed after all the eating at the party. We were out til sunrise and I thought this was the end of the night however the entourage I went with decided to go to a "day club" which opens at 6am and closes at 12pm. Yes, this is available in every major metropolitan and Sydney is no exception. The downside of carpooling sometimes. In my mind, I know that its going to be a very long day somehow I still had enough energy to continue dancing...crazy!
As 7:30am rolled around, I was also thinking about the race and how I secretly wish I was there. While waiting for everyone to prepare to leave the day club, my cousin tapped me on the shoulder to show me the reflections of the runners passing the club. I immediately felt envious of the runners hitting the pavement and wondered if I had made the right decision to. Well, after a few moments self guilt, I headed outside to encourage the runners and take some pictures of what could have been...next time.
Saturday, May 17, 2008
A whole cow for me!
Warning to my Veggie + Vegan friends please skip reading this posting.
Earlier this week, my aussie family casually mentioned a send-off party for me this saturday which marks my last two days in Australia. I thought it was a very kind guesture and cool of them to go through the trouble. I think its completely unecessary but there was no stopping their plans. Yesterday, my uncle confirmed that he has ordered a "whole cow" to be delivered for the party. I pushed back slightly and insisted on a few slabs of steak and some shrimp on the barbie but my request was ignored! Those of you familiar with Lao food know that all parts of the cow will be prepared and eaten up (a meat lover's feast). Today, I heard the guest list...looks like I'll be partying with lots of people I don't know to help send me off and hopefully consume the "whole cow". There sure to be some interesting conversations and pictures to share with you later. Of course the conundrum I face is how hard to party tomorrow night if I'm still contemplating the half marathon sunday morning!!!
Earlier this week, my aussie family casually mentioned a send-off party for me this saturday which marks my last two days in Australia. I thought it was a very kind guesture and cool of them to go through the trouble. I think its completely unecessary but there was no stopping their plans. Yesterday, my uncle confirmed that he has ordered a "whole cow" to be delivered for the party. I pushed back slightly and insisted on a few slabs of steak and some shrimp on the barbie but my request was ignored! Those of you familiar with Lao food know that all parts of the cow will be prepared and eaten up (a meat lover's feast). Today, I heard the guest list...looks like I'll be partying with lots of people I don't know to help send me off and hopefully consume the "whole cow". There sure to be some interesting conversations and pictures to share with you later. Of course the conundrum I face is how hard to party tomorrow night if I'm still contemplating the half marathon sunday morning!!!
Thursday, May 15, 2008
Bushwalking + Three Sisters + Thunderstorm in the Blue Mountains
Off we headed towards the Blue Mountains, approx. 2 hours drive north of Sydney for some bushwalking (Aussie for hiking). Blue Mountains is famous for its abundant trails for bushwalking, incredible views, the Three Sisters, and indigenous plants to name a few. When left the house it was sunny but when we arrived at Echo Point (the starting point for most of bushwalking trails) it was cloudy, windy, and downright gray, blah day. Echo Point jets out into the Blue Mountains landscape like a sore thumb but provides a great vantage point and gives way to the spectacular view of the Blue Mountains (it really does look blue) and its local celebrities the "Three Sisters" (see photos above). The Three Sisters are rock structures that holds spiritual meanings to Australian's Aboriginal and the three were part of the seven sisters.
We collected our maps at the visitor center and saw the weather forcast of the very high chance of thunderstorm. Under normal conditions, I probably would not have chosen to do bushwalking considering a thunderstorm is headed our way but given that my days are numbered here in Australia so I only have one option to proceed with the plan. We definitely paid the price for our decision as you'll see later. The trail we chose should take one and half hour and is rated as moderate/hard. The trail starts behind the visitor center which loops us down to the walkway behind the Three Sisters then decends down the Giant Stairway (~900 steps from Echo Point to forest floor), at the forest floor starts the federal pass trail (full of zig zags but relatively level, passes Katoomba falls, and ends at the base of the where one can take the railway or cable car back up to Echo Point.
My cousin Ali and I went bushwalking while my aunt and uncle stayed behind to do some shopping in town. We proceeded to decend the 900+ steps of the Giant Stairways and every few hundred steps we heard the threat of thunder and lightning in the distance. We momentarily stopped, looked at each other and confirmed our committments to keep going. Finally we reached the forest floor, we walked forl ess then a 200meters and was immediately met by thunderstorm. To our complete surprise it was not rain, it was hail the size of peas...the experience was surreal and made us alittle nerous. Who would have thunk it hailed in the forest! We quickly and luckily found cover under a rock formation and waited out for the next 30mins. We had two options go forward or backwards (which meant climb back up the 900+ steps which was probably very wet at this point and the least safe path). The storm didn't appear to be stopping any time soon so we decided to go forward to the end and hope + pray we don't get sick the next day (we didn't). It was now 3pm and 2.5K to go and the last cable car up to the top was at 4:50pm. We quickly covered ourselves and booked it! It was difficult to enjoy the scenary while the rain and hail poured down constantly. As we approach the end, we were met with the wonderful sound of trickling water of Katoomba Falls...it was a beautiful sight. It also meant that we were only 500 meters from the end...yippee! We emerged from the trail one hour behind schedule but enough time to catch the last cablecar back up to the top. We were completely soaked (note to self: pack raincoat at all times for bushwalking), exhausted, but relieved to be done.
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
Climb of a Lifetime
Today we took the three and half hours tour called the "Discovery Climb" to the top of the Sydney Harbour Bridge (see collage below). After a doning the proper "star trek" uniform, gears, and safety harness we made our way up to the start of the tour. Our tour guide was named "Ed" short for Edna. We lucked out with the weather (it was a gorgeous sunny day) and no one else booked our timeslot so there was only four of us (Ali, Sarah, myself, and Ed). The experience was really cool, it took us through, under, and over the entire bridge. This is not for the weak stomach as you walk some narrow paths of either steel or wooden planks overlooking the harbor...yikes! Just don't look down. Once at the summit of the bridge we got to enjoy a 360 panaromic view of Sydney Harbor in all its glory. We took some very necessary cheesy tourist pictures. The only thing missing was the cheese platter and champagne to celebrate the accomplishment. The bridge itself is set in one of the older neighborhood called "The Rocks" along Cumberland street. After the climb, we continued to a separate structure which is situated in the middle of the bridge called the Pylon Lookout. We climbed 200 steps to the top of the Pylon Lookout and got a few moments of to enjoy the sunset over the harbor. It was an exhausting but fun day.
Monday, May 12, 2008
Almost a smooth take off...G'day from Australia
G'day mates...sorry for the slow update but just getting a chance to have access to the internet. One of the families live in the burbs so no easy internet access for a week but I survived with the occassional visits to the library. I have to say the library is still a very, very resourceful place to get all your info including wi-fi.
Its been one week since I took off from SFO and finally managing to kick the last sniffle and cough out of my system. It sucks being sick while traveling, on the bright side its better that it happened in beginning of the trip versus the end.
The start of my trip was an unfortunate blah...I was thrown a curve ball and got sick on the eve of my flight with a high 101.5F fever . It was a good thing the flight over was somewhat empty for me to monopolize an entire row to sleep it off. With enough drugs, I was knocked out for the next twelve hours of the flight. No bad considering the flight time was 14 + hours. On the downside (for me at least) it meant that I missed out on all the fine airplane cuisine with the exception of breakfast (stuff pancake with sausage, danish, and fruit salad). After my somewhat restful sleep, I peered out the window to catch the first glimpse of sunrise as we approach Sydney. Not a moment to lose, I grabbed my camera to captured the sunrise which btw never really equates to the real thing.
Munching through my breakfast, I am filled with excitement towards not only the RTW trip but to the meet my families in Australia for the first time. As I filled out the Australian immigration card, I was momentarily stumped because in all the excitment I forgot to take down my family's address and/or full contact information (critically important if I'm to stay with them). All I had was a nickname, a cell number, and lots of optimism that all will work out. Thank goodness, the immigration officer was extremely friendly and allowed me to pass as I informed her that my family would be waiting for me at the exit and they were with my name placard in hand which read "Tina Arousack" (they forgot a "n"). That's all for now folks, I have plenty more to update now that I've shaken the cold. Check back soon.
Its been one week since I took off from SFO and finally managing to kick the last sniffle and cough out of my system. It sucks being sick while traveling, on the bright side its better that it happened in beginning of the trip versus the end.
The start of my trip was an unfortunate blah...I was thrown a curve ball and got sick on the eve of my flight with a high 101.5F fever . It was a good thing the flight over was somewhat empty for me to monopolize an entire row to sleep it off. With enough drugs, I was knocked out for the next twelve hours of the flight. No bad considering the flight time was 14 + hours. On the downside (for me at least) it meant that I missed out on all the fine airplane cuisine with the exception of breakfast (stuff pancake with sausage, danish, and fruit salad). After my somewhat restful sleep, I peered out the window to catch the first glimpse of sunrise as we approach Sydney. Not a moment to lose, I grabbed my camera to captured the sunrise which btw never really equates to the real thing.
Munching through my breakfast, I am filled with excitement towards not only the RTW trip but to the meet my families in Australia for the first time. As I filled out the Australian immigration card, I was momentarily stumped because in all the excitment I forgot to take down my family's address and/or full contact information (critically important if I'm to stay with them). All I had was a nickname, a cell number, and lots of optimism that all will work out. Thank goodness, the immigration officer was extremely friendly and allowed me to pass as I informed her that my family would be waiting for me at the exit and they were with my name placard in hand which read "Tina Arousack" (they forgot a "n"). That's all for now folks, I have plenty more to update now that I've shaken the cold. Check back soon.
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