Hanoi is all about motos, EVERYONE rides a moto. Consequently, the noise of their motors and horns fill the main streets most of the day and night along with their exhaust fumes. Zak was particularly adamant that I should experience a ride and thus far have “enjoyed” two rides. The last sojourn was this morning on our… Read More MOTOS, MOTOS, MOTOS
Having Zak and Tori together in China for a family reunion was the best thing about our trip to Wuhan. Wuhan does not offer as much culture as Beijing but we did visit the Yellow Crane Tower and the Hubei Provincial Museum. The real highlights for me were listening to Tori and Zak’s never ending excerpts… Read More Onward to Shenzhen…and Beyond
So my final days in Beijing come to a close tonight as we board the night train to Wuhan to meet up with Toto. So excited! Wrapped up my time here with a visit to the Summer Palace on Lake Kunming. The royals would move here to escape the summer’s heat in days of old. … Read More Cindy – China Post 2 Moving on
Special thanks to Zak for allowing me to guest post on his travel blog. I am in day 7, China. What an experience! Last weekend, Zak and I took a bullet train (a first for me) to the coastal city of Qingdao. This city was inhabited by a large German community in the early 1900’s… Read More Cindy in China
What a long, strange trip it’s been! I sit here in my final internet cafe on the final day of my trip through the Indian subcontinent, typing away at a stubborn keyboard that may just make my fingers sore depending how long I spend tip-tip-tipping away at it and trying to reflect back on the… Read More Lately It Occurs To Me…
Let me begin with the annotation that this blog will be text only. In the rush to depart from Kathmandu, there was a camera mix-up, singular, in that Tori took my camera in her bag. This kind of thing happens when the cameras are identical. It was only a single mix though, and I did… Read More The Dhaka Shuffle
Bump. Bump. Bump Bump. Bump. Go the wheels on the bus. For a day, we wound our way north on pocked roads that would make an acne-ridden teenager feel a jolt of self-esteem. I was comforted by the constant presence of a stranger’s hand on my headrest, allowing me to know that at least somebody… Read More Freak on a Leash
I think it happens to often that one arrives at one of the world famed tourist sites and is inevitably let down by something, either the scale, access, cost, dirtiness, maybe the mere presence of such hordes of people as to render it meaningless to see. For so long the Taj Mahal is held up… Read More To the North
The train was cold, though it wasn’t interminable. We had checked the weather forecasts, and my figuring was that simply putting on jeans and a sweatshirt should be enough to stay warm. However, sadly, I was proven quite wrong. Instead as the night wore on, the train grew colder and colder. Nothing of this seemed… Read More Ra Ra Rajasthan
At night we landed in Mumbai, walking through the refreshing and unexpectedly modern airport where we found the taxi desk after a tour company tried to sell us an aircon van trip to the hotel for 3x the normal price. Not a big surprise, but also nothing out of the ordinary in a lot of… Read More What’s in a Name? Bombay/Mumbai
Zak Abroad 