February 3, 2006
Exploring Bangkok
Today, Jessica’s first real day in Bangkok, we did quite a bit of touring around the city. After getting my haircut in the morning and relaxing at the hotel pool, we set off to explore the Royal Palace and a temple next door.
The temple housed the famous reclining Buddha. It was probably 40 meters long and 10 meters high, much bigger than I expected. We all took plenty of pictures of it. After exploring the grounds a bit more we headed down the street to visit the Royal Palace.
Andy and I were stopped because we were wearing shorts. For that reason we had to rent pants for to tour the area. As you can imagine we were looking pretty good. There were lots of people on the grounds but the majority looked to be from Thailand. A temple that housed a green jade Buddha was especially full of people praying and paying their respects. After an hour or so we caught a boat back to Rambuttri.
Tonight, while the girls got a massage Andy and I explored Khao San for the first time and got some drinks. Quite a lively place. The girls eventually met us and we ended up having drinks on some stools set up on the street. When I asked the owner of the street-side bar how she was allowed to up chairs in the street where people could drink, she told me she had to bribe the cops every night. Seems like a theme around here.
Making our way back to the hotel we took some pictures of a Shell gas station turned into a restaurant. One patron took offence and Andy had to calm him down but we got some good photos none the less.
Tomorrow we plan on exploring some more of the city.
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February 2, 2006
Andy and Jessica Arrive
We spent the morning uploading photos after eating at a nice café a few blocks away. We’re trying to pick up some Thai but so far it is really not catching on as quickly as I had hoped.
Andy’s plane was supposed to get to Bangkok at 12:20pm so I headed to the restaurant directly outside our lobby to wait for him at about 1:00. He ended up not getting to the hotel until nearly 3:00, but I had a good time talking to one of the owners who was from Burma. Once Andy had checked in we decided to catch the water taxi again and explore another part of downtown.
We got off a stop further south than Chinatown and started to make our way north by foot. We didn’t have anything in particular that we wanted to see, we just wanted to get a feel for the city. One of the first impressions is that Bangkok, while busy and heavily populated, is very safe. We made our way aimlessly through alleys packed with old car parts, past rundown docks, and by various waterways. I never felt as if we were in any danger.
After a few hours of exploring we jumped back on another water taxi to head back to the hotel. Jessica was getting in around midnight so around 11:00 we all jumped in a taxi to the airport. We were all there to greet her as she exited customs and before long we were back at the hotel. We had a beer on the busy street outside the hotel before calling it a night .
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February 1, 2006
Arriving in Thailand
First on the to-do-list in Bangkok was to get some money out of an ATM. Unfortunately that turned out to be a harder task than I had hoped. I walked out of our hotel at around 7:00 in search of an cash machine. There was one right down the block but Em’s card wouldn’t work, so I headed down the main street near our hotel in search of another.
Walking around I definitely got the feeling that we had entered another country. Vendors were starting to cook and set up things like pots of green curry on the sidewalk. At quite a few stands people were already eating. There were also numerous kids walking around in boy’s scouts uniforms, which was not something I expected.
I found a few more ATMs, none of which would work. I finally just pulled the last $40 out of my checking account to see if it was Em’s card that was the problem. In fact it was. Apparently it was demagnetized sometime in the last few days. Hopefully we can have one sent.
After checking some email at a tailor’s shop, Em and I decided to head down to China Town to see a bit of the city. We headed to the river where we heard that we could catch a water taxi. When we arrived though we found, surrounded by 5 scrappy dogs, an old woman who tried to get us on a boat for 300 baht. It was much more than we had heard and eventually she told us that the normal taxi left about 50 meters upstream and could get us to China Town for 30 baht.
The boat to Chinatown was a great introduction to Bangkok. We actually jumped a boat that had a guy on a PC telling us in English and Thai about the various temples we were passing, or the best way to get to the public bus station. There was everything from huge cargo ships to “long-tail” boats speeding around the river. After a 20 minute ride we departed at stop number five.
Chinatown was a bit hectic so after exploring the main market street we found a restaurant recommended in our guide book and sat down for a delicious meal. To get back to the hotel we jumped in a tuk-tuk. Air pollution is obviously a serious problem here as many of the drivers, ours included, work a medical type cover over his mouth. I’m sure it helped with all the exhaust fumes.
Tonight we ate near the hotel. Tomorrow Andy and Jessica arrive which will no doubt be fun and add a whole new twist to the next few weeks. We can’t wait.
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January 31, 2006
Next up... Asia
Well, we are off to Thailand tonight after two weeks in Australia. It is hard to believe how quickly the last month flew by.
Our laptop was finally fixed here in Sydney so we are busy trying to get everything up on the site. We just put up several posts from December that we didn’t have time to upload back in Buenos Aires. The rest will have to wait for Bangkok.
More to come...
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January 30, 2006
The Centre for Independent Study
This morning I met with Peter Saunder and Helen Hughes at The Centre for Independent Study. CIS is a leading think tank in Australia. Professor Saunders heads their Social Foundations program, while Professor Hughes is a senior economic fellow.
They loaded me up with books and pamphlets CIS has published. These will keep me busy on the flight to Bangkok and get me up-to-date on several issues within the Australian economy. We talked for about two hours with themes including free-trade, skilled and unskilled immigration, welfare, and much more. It was a lively discussion where there was some debate over issues like compulsory voting and immigration were everyone did not see eye-to-eye. Also, talking with Helen Hughes reminded me a good deal of talking with Milton Friedman when I had dinner with him a year and a half ago. Both are sharp, direct, and get right to the point.
Overall it was very productive for me and once I go through some more of the reading material I'll post on some of the topics discussed. In the meantime check out their website here: http://www.cis.org.au/
I spent a good part of the afternoon getting my notes into the computer and then the three of us headed out to a sushi place and had our farewell dinner to Sydney. Stacey leaves tomorrow for Adelaide in the south. Hard to believe but tomorrow night we'll be in Bangkok.
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January 29, 2006
Tennis Final in the Shadow of the Opera House
Today, while the girls went to museums, I spent a good deal of the day in an internet café getting the last month of notes from my notebook into my computer. It is a long process and I'm not even close to done. Still I made some progress.
Tonight for dinner we bought food for a picnic for a third night in row. The event tonight… the men's finals of the Australian Open which features Roger Federer (#1 in the world) vs Marcos Bagdatis (a 20 year old from Cyprus that came out of nowhere to make it into the finals). American Express had set up a huge screen in front of the Opera House where people could come and watch it for free. There were hundreds of people there… a good many sporting Greek flags.
We watched the first two sets there as Bagdatis won the first set and then lost the second narrowly. We then walked back to the hotel where we watched the conclusion. By the time we were back Bagdatis had been blown out in the 3rd set and despite a valiant effort he lost the 4th set and the match. Federer accepted the trophy in tears. On that note it is off to bed.
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January 28, 2006
Featherdale then Opera in the Park
This morning we headed to the Featherdale Wildlife Park located 45 minutes outside of Sydney. While not San Diego Zoo, it was a great experience. Highlights included petting a koala, feeding kangaroos, and getting an up-close look at various other species. Head over and take a look at the pictures.
In the late afternoon I met up with Em at the Opera House and we headed over to where Stacey had been saving a place for us in the Domain in the Botanical Gardens where a free outdoor opera showing of Madame Butterfly was talking place tonight. The park was absolutely packed with people and there was an incredible audio and visual system set up as the stage was too far away to make out everything. It was my first opera and I definitely liked it. Truthfully, though, instead of following the story line by line as they translated the Italian into English on huge screens above the stage, I just laid back and looked at the stars and listened to the music. Em filled me in periodically as to what was going on.
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January 27, 2006
Mozart's 250th Birthday
Today, after meeting up with Stacey in the morning, we squared away our hostel situation for the next few days. The last two days the three of us will be sharing a triple room at a hostel that has wireless internet so hopefully we'll be able to do some major uploading now that the computer is fixed.
For lunch we met with one of Stacey's friends George who now lives in Sydney. They actually met working together in England where they became friends. He showed us around a bit and took us to a great place for sandwiches which we ate by the Rocks overlooking the harbor. We will probably be meeting up with him again tomorrow to head to the beach.
After George headed back to work, we all jumped on a boat that was giving a tour of the harbor. It was a great sunny day, and the sailboats were out in force.
Tonight we did something very unique. In the botanical gardens overlooking the harbor and city skyline, the Sydney Orchestra preformed Mozart on a floating stage in the harbor for his 250th birthday. Afterwards, Amadeus was shown on a huge outdoor screen, a movie I had never seen before but would definitely claim is one of the best films I've seen in quite some time.
While the official tickets were sold out, we set up camp on the grass above the barriers where we had a partial but stunning view of all the action. We had Indian curry which remind me I will never picnic with again without napkins and utensils, although it was delicious. Stacey politely toughed out the movie even though she was not feeling well and was lulled to sleep by the great music. Once it was over we jumped in a taxi, dropped her off at her hostel, made sure she was ok and then were back at our place a little after midnight to call it a night.
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January 26, 2006
Australia Day
Today, we woke up, grabbed some breakfast, and then headed off to find Em's good friend Stacey who arrived in Sydney today. She will be working in the country for the next 6 months and then off to New Zealand where she will probably work another 6 months or so. We were lucky that it happened that we were in Sydney at the same time.
After an unsuccessful attempt to track her down at her hostel that included waking up one of girls who was sharing a room with her, we left her a message to meet us back at the hostel at 6:30 and we set off to explore some of the activities set up around the city. The whole world was out and about at Darling Harbor and we grabbed some lunch at one of the restaurants and just people watched for a bit. It is a truly international city with immigrants and visitors from all over. Everyone was decked out in the Australian flag.
Next we walked a bit around Sydney's downtown. At six thirty we met up with Stacey at her hotel and we all headed back towards the harbor and Circular Quoy where we grabbed some drinks at an open air bar that had a view of the stunning Sydney Opera House.
We tried to make it back to Darling Harbor for the fireworks, but the pubs were calling. An older couple that we stopped to ask about the fireworks told us we didn't miss much but gave us some great ideas about things to do for the rest of our time in Sydney. Tomorrow there is live symphony with an open-air showing of the movie Amadeus in honor of Mozart's birthday on the harbor and on Saturday night there is a free opera performance in the Royal Botanical Gardens.
With the fireworks already over we headed to a bar where we watched 20 year-old Marcos Bagdadis from Cyprus make his way to the finals of the Australian Open. It was a close match and he made a huge comeback from down 2 sets to none to win 3 sets to 2. I'm looking forward to seeing him play in the finals on Sunday.
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January 25, 2006
A Laptop as Good as New
It is hard to believe but our laptop's screen was cracked way back in Peru on November 6th. Since then the screen and our ability to use it has been steadily deteriorating and at this point is unusable. Toshiba USA has agreed to cover the repair under warranty but we've had some problems finding someone to fix it. With that in mind, we arrived in Sydney early and headed straight for the Toshiba headquarters who informed me via email they could repair it.
When we dropped off the machine they informed us it shouldn't be a problem and I gave them a copy of an email from Toshiba USA saying they would reimburse anyone who would do the repair. Everything looked good so we headed downtown to return our rental car and check into our hostel.
We're staying in Kings Cross, known as the red-light district and a traditionally seedy part of Sydney, but have read that it has some of the cheapest rooms in town, some great restaurants and a lively feel to it. The taxi driver gave us a short tour and a little background of the area which looks more like Hillcrest in San Diego than the a seedy area that I was expecting. Trendy cafes and restaurants line the streets as it has become an attractive place for many people to live as it is a short walk to downtown. Prostitution is legal, so regulated brothels exist on the backstreets and strip clubs abound.
After getting some food, we headed back to the hostel where there was a message from Toshiba. When I called they explained that they wouldn't fix the machine as they were worried about getting the refund. Worse yet they didn't even have the part in stock. Not what I wanted to hear.
I jumped on a bus to go pick it up (after barely missing the first bus to North Ryde) but when I arrived they informed me that they did have the part afterall. If I wanted they could install it and I could try to get the refund directly from Toshiba myself. I laid down the credit card and did it.
It was a great feeling turning on computer for the first time in over 2 months and being able to see the full screen.
Tonight we grabbed some excellent Thai food near the hotel and… quite happily… worked on the computer. Tomorrow is Australia Day so we are looking forward to lots of mayhem in Sydney.
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January 24, 2006
Australian Barbie (not the doll… a BBQ)
The majority of the day was spent in the car driving north. There were lots of signs warning us about potential kangaroos, koalas, and wallabies crossing the road but we unfortunately didn't see any. The area has been suffering from bush fires the last couple of days due to the high temperature and wind conditions. We passed some recently burned countryside and a fleet of firetrucks.
We pulled into Picton off the 31 Freeway and after a few failed attempts finally found a motel on the outskirts of town. The guy managing the place was named Andy and had been living in Australia the last few years. He was actually planning on heading to the U.S. to take a look at the lifestyle after he got married back in India next month so we were giving him some advice as he checked us in. As the conversation continued he invited us to eat with him and a few other regular guests as they were BBQing in the courtyard in front of the hotel.
In total, a group of about 8 people came and went during the feast we had a great time talking about everything from the Australian lifestyle, taxes, healthcare, immigration, eating beef, and much more. When it was nearing 1 in the morning Em and I finally called it a night as we have to get up early to make another attempt at getting our computer fixed in Sydney.
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January 23, 2006
Yarra Valley
We checked out of the hotel in the morning and by the afternoon we were in our hotel in Lilydale. Before the wineries closed we headed out to the Yarra Valley to visit a few and grab a bite to eat.
After eating at a café we stopped at two wineries where Em did all the tasting. I decided against even having a sip of alcohol given that I'm still getting used to driving on the left side of the road. Em had tried about 10 different wines by the time we got back to the hotel she had no interest in opening up the bottle we had just bought.
Instead I read on the balcony, while Em stalked the 50 cockatoos and other birds that were flying around the hotel. We finished the night watching Roger Federer beat Tommy Haas in the Australian Open during which we did open up that bottle of Shiraz. It was excellent.
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January 22, 2006
40+ Degrees C
Today we headed to the beach one more time to enjoy it before we depart tomorrow but the wind was so strong that you couldn't even be on the actual beach without getting whip-lashed by sand. Despite the wind, it is extremely hot and we joined the rest of the town lounging in shallow and cool water for a few hours.
Then we took the car and drove west along the Great Ocean Road to see some more of the countryside and sea. It is a beautiful highway that hugs the shoreline and cliffs which are covered with eucalyptus. It reminds me a lot of Highway 1 in California.
Tomorrow we are off to Lilydale just out side of Melbourne which is in the vineyard and wine region of the Yarra Valley. After a night we will head up to Sydney.
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January 21, 2006
On Holiday
This morning we changed accommodations to a more affordable hotel right down the road. The normal rooms are actually probably more expensive but this hotel has some budget rooms in the back that are small and don't have a view of the ocean. The hotel, called the Grand Pacific is an old mansion that seems to just hang of the cliff overlooking the Tasmanian Sea. The water here is cool but it is so warm outside it feels great.
Tonight, we set out again to look for the sulfur-crested cockatoos to get some more photos. We quickly realized that they are in fact very common and spotting them last night is something that we could do everyday. Up on the hill an elderly woman, who saw Em taking pictures of them across the street from her home, invited us into her backyard where we could see them a bit closer. She was really sweet and talked to us about the area.
For dinner we ate great food on picnic benches outside our hotel overlooking the water and watched some tennis before heading off to bed.
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January 20, 2006
Lorne by the Sea
Today we explored the town a bit and for the most part just relaxed on the beach. The town is lively because of the summer crowd. The weather is supposed to be extremely hot in the next couple of days and we are ready for it. It is a nice feeling know that we are going to be here for a few days and don't have to immediately rush off to some other destination.
We bought some food at the local grocery store to take advantage of the kitchen facilities. After a tasty pasta meal we set off walking across town to look for a place we could check email. It was unfortunately closed, but we noticed several big white cockatoos squawking and flying overhead toward the mountains.
We followed the street uphill to a small clearing where they were gathering in the tall eucalyptus trees above. I sat for about an hour watching the huge white birds with lime green feathers under their wings fly above me squawking with all their might. Em roamed around taking pictures of them, which became ever more difficult as the sun disappeared over the horizon.
After that adventure we headed back to get some sleep.
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January 19, 2006
Driving across Victoria
Today was a long day in the car. All in all we were driving more than 11 hours but we got to see some beautiful Australian countryside.
One thing that we enjoyed was listening to the Australian Open on the radio. It has just started in Melbourne but Venus Williams has already been knocked out of the tournament. As we drove through the middle of Melbourne listening to a very exciting match where an Aussie was in the process of upsetting another player and could see the actual stadium it felt like we should stop and join the excitement.
By the time we reached Lorne it was nearly 10:00pm and we didn't have a reservation at a hotel. A few places were full but we found owner who had to fill a vacancy as someone had canceled on him last minute. It was a bit out of our price range but he said if we would stay two nights he would cut charge us a one room rate, even though it is a two bedroom condo with a kitchen. The discounted rate was right in line with our guidebook's prices so I think we got lucky.
By the time we checked in every restaurant in town had closed their kitchen. The bar at the end of town took pity on us and brought out a cheese appetizer plate for us and I got the rest of my calories off two beers. Tomorrow I'll eat a big breakfast to make up for it.
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January 18, 2006
Down the Coast
It was raining today which meant a wet walk with all our gear to the downtown rental car station. Getting the car was no problem once we arrived and we were heading south on the coastal highway 1 before we knew it.
We pulled off at several tourist marked sites on the way down and had lunch in a small town near the coast. Heading off the highway toward the town we saw our first kangaroo and in the town the trees were filled with colorful parrots. So far the wildlife is living up to expectations.
Tonight we stayed above a bar/restaurant in the costal town of Nowra. The owner was extremely friendly and we actually had the place to ourselves. After exploring the town and walking down the beach (we saw more grey and pink parrots, called galahs, on the way down) we headed back to the hotel to have dinner. We ordered a great bottle of Australian wine the owner recommended and the meal was superb. Tomorrow we head past Melbourne to the beach town of Lorne in the south.
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January 17, 2006
Australia Here we Come
We caught our flight from Auckland to Sydney early in the morning. It is actually the same exact flight from Aerolinas Argentinas that we were on two weeks ago coming from Buenos Aires. It was a nice reminder of South America and it was fun speaking Spanish again during the flight.
We arrived in Sydney and caught the metro to our hostel which is located near Hyde Park. At the airport we checked into rental car prices and it looks like it will be the cheapest way for us to get down to the Melbourne area by renting the car for a week. I think it will also be a great way to see the countryside.
Once we checked in we explored the city, mainly the Darling Harbor area which is fairly close to the hotel. We had dinner at a restaurant near the water (the portion of ribs that I got was enormous) before calling it a night. Tomorrow we rent the car and head south.
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January 16, 2006
Last Day in New Zealand
We arrived in Auckland at about noon and headed straight to the place where we were finally going to get our computer screen fixed. Toshiba USA has agreed to honor the warranty internationally, even though technically it is only good in the U.S. I've been corresponding with a technician at a local shop and it looked like everything was ready to go.
We dropped off the machine and headed out to grab some lunch. When we returned the new screen was on the computer and it looked great, but they informed us that there was a problem. Toshiba Australia, who the shop would need to go through to get paid, said they would not cover the repair because the screen was physically damaged (it is hard to believe that this thing broke back on a bus in PERU!!!) and not faulty. More frustrating was the fact that while it is Monday here, it is Sunday back in the US so we couldn't contact Toshiba USA to resolve the issue. In the end the new screen came off, and the broken one was replaced. Depressing!!! Now we'll have to wait until Sydney to get it fixed.
We then drove to the Hides where we would be spending the night. Rodney wasn't home but Jiuan and Li-wen where there to get us settled after the long drive. Em and I decided to take a walk and explore the beaches to stretch our legs a bit after being in the car for basically two days straight.
On the walk as Em was picking up seashell off the sand we heard some one yell "Hey, you can't take shells off this beach!" I thought we were getting busted by some beach security guard but when we turned around we saw Rodney heading towards us. He's seen us walking on his way home and pulled over to give us a ride back up. We had to go one-at-a-time though as Rodney was driving his new Smart car that is quite a sight to behold. Check out the photo of it here.
Back at their house Jiuan made a great stir-fry dish for dinner and we had a great time talking economics and philosophy. Rodney introduced me to Menken's book Chrestomathy, which we were only torn away from when Jiuan suggested we go on a tour of the city before it got too dark.
It was a great last night in New Zealand and the Hide's are people we will definitely keep in touch with for years to come.
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January 15, 2006
Meeting Roger Douglas then Driving up the Coast
This morning Em and I headed downtown to meet Roger Douglas, a Finance Minister of New Zealand from the 1980s who was the driving force behind the free-market reforms of the period. These reforms, which included the liberalization of trade, elimination of business subsidies, and deregulation of the labor market are to this day extremely controversial.
We talked for a little over an hour and I left quite impressed with the man. Regarding the reforms I was particularly interested in the fact that the Labour Party (i.e. left-of-center) had put them through. It is obviously a question he gets asked about frequently. In summary, the principle he embraced was to remove privilege from the government's operations. But it required doing it across the board, rather than inadvertantly picking and choosing winners and losers. He also stressed that it was easy to get into office and to stay there forever by telling people what they wanted to hear. It was another thing to go in and push for real and positive change, even though it might be politically costly. Another point that he repeated about the reforms was that "Speed doesn't kill, uncertainty does." He stressed that while people have since embraced the new system introduced by reforms they had implemented in entirety (i.e. such as the elimination of farm subsidies and accrual accounting for the government's books), other reforms that went only half-way are still riddled with problems (i.e. health-care).
In terms of future reforms he recommended his book Unfinished Business. He also passionately discussed reforms specifically in health, welfare and particularly education. Several times he took away my notebook and to scribble down notes and examples to make sure Em and I were following him. All-in-all it was a great discussion and I'll have more on it at a later date.
Next up we headed to Budget Rent-a-Car where we were able to get a great deal on a car. There are so many people that rent cars in Auckland and drive them Wellington that they need people to drive them back. For this we got a nice car for $20 and we could return it with an empty tank, provided we got it to Auckland in 48 hours. Since our flight leaves in about 42 hours it works out perfectly.
We picked up our stuff at Edy and Wayne's and then hit the road. Wayne reminded me to stay on the left side of the road on our way up to Auckland. We encouraged them to come and visit us in California in July. And with that we were off.
The drive up the north island was beautiful and we pulled into Rotorua around 9:30pm where we had reserved a room at the youth hostel. After dropping off our stuff we headed to the thermal hot springs the town is know for which were open to 11:00pm. Once were in Em noticed that our $8 silver wedding rings from Tijuana had turned green and gold. I thought they would permanently stay that way and in a way it added to their character. But we showed the attendant of the springs and she had a remedy all ready to go as tarnishing of silver and copper is a frequent occurrence in the mineral rich waters. Tomorrow we head to Auckland where we will be staying with the Hides before leaving for Sydney on Tuesday morning.
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January 14, 2006
Wellington and the Beehive
Today Wayne and Edy gave us a walking tour around the city after breakfast at their house. Downtown we walked around the botanical gardens, saw a cricket game being played (and Wayne got me up-to-date on the rules of the game), checked out the Natural History Museum, and we even took a tour of Parliament and the Beehive. Quite a full day. Check out the pictures on our photo site.
Tonight, Wayne made a huge salad for dinner and we ended the night with a game of Chickenfeet that Wayne dominated and I came in last place. Tomorrow we'll be renting a car and heading back to Auckland after meeting with former Finance Minister Roger Douglas. It should be an informative meeting and we've gotten to discuss a bit of some key issues I'm interested in with Wayne and Edy to get some perspective.
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January 13, 2006
Up the Coast to Wellington
After a little wine-tasting outside of Blenheim, Trista dropped us off at the ferry at mid-day and after a few hours trip we were in Wellington. Wayne was at the station to meet us and once we had gotten our luggage we all jumped in a taxi to head to their home. On the way there, our taxi driver who was originally from Somalia but had lived in the States for a number of years had some nice things to say the U.S. I'm not blindly patriotic but it was a welcome change of pace after months of being on the receiving end of anti-American comments.
Edy and Wayne's home was beautiful (thanks in no small part to all the hard work they've put into it over the last few months). It is also within walking distance of downtown. Em used to work with both of them at CRES. Wayne had spearheaded a black rhino project in South Africa while Edy had worked in the Applied Chemistry and Endocrinology groups. They have recently moved back to New Zealand (Wayne's original home) where Edy now is with the Wellington Zoo and Wayne teaches conservation biology at the University of Wellington.
Tonight we headed out to dinner at a restaurant off of lively Cuba street and then grabbed some coffee afterwards. They are great fun and we're having a blast hanging out with them. Tomorrow they'll be giving us a walking tour of the city during the daylight.
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January 11, 2006
Alexis' Art Gallery
Before heading north we caught a cab over to Alexis' art gallery, Furniture on Art, located in Christchurch. Ian was up in Auckland for the day but we were able to meet her two children and take a look at her gallery. The work displayed by the artists she represents was fantastic. She also took us out for a "Frappachino" at Starbucks. It was a great taste of home.
By noon we were heading north in a small rent-a-car with Trista behind the wheel. It was a nice way to travel as we could easily stop to take photos or enjoy the view. We even headed down one side road to taste wine at a small winery. It was a beautiful trip.
We arrived in Kaikoura in the evening. By far and away this was the best location for a hostel we had seen yet (and the price was great). We were right on the water and a short walk from town. Again, I'll let the photos do the talking.
We all headed into town together and had a good meal at a local restaurant. It looks like a beautiful area and a perfect place to stop for a few days.
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January 10, 2006
The Long Bus to Christchurch
This morning as we were making our way to Christchurch on a double-decker bus, the driver informed us that one of the belts had broken and he needed to pull off the road to wait for mechanics from the last town to come and fix it. They eventually had to send for another bus. All in all it delayed us about an hour and a half. Pretty ironic that this was the stuff that one would think would happen frequently in Central and South America, yet this was the very first time we had been stranded by a bus.
Once in Christchurch we started making our way to the hostel that was 5 or 6 blocks away. A girl who was also on the bus and heading to the same hostel introduced herself as Trista. She was from Canada but had been working in New Zealand for the last 8 months and was currently on vacation for 4 weeks. By the time we got to the hostel we had all agreed to rent a car together to make our way up to the ferry in Picton to save money on bus fare. Trista said she would drive as she was used to driving on the left side of the road after her time here.
For dinner we grabbed some sushi at a place down the street and had fun talking to the waitress, originally from Japan. It was great food and served in small portions like a Spanish tapas bar. After that it was back to our room. Em and I actually have our own balcony at this place but unfortunately we are leaving early tomorrow so we don't have much time to enjoy it.
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January 9, 2006
Milford Sound
We were picked up by a guy from the kayaking company about 10 minutes before 6:00 and were shortly afterwards on our way to Milford Sound. On the way through the national park, on one of the stops to admire a view, a parrot-like bird called a kea landed on the roof of the car. Our guide explained that it had been recently ranked as the smartest bird in the world and as such there was a huge black market to export them as pets. He's personally been offered thousands of dollars by a customer if he could get one to her.
Milford Sound was incredibly impressive. A fjord, the area was carved by glaciers. Although this area is famous for being rainy and overcast, we happened to be there on a beautiful day. We kayaked around the water until a little after noon. Not only will photos not do the place justice, neither did my own eyes. Things are so large there that there is a "dwarfing effect." For example, there is a waterfall that is three times the height of Niagara Falls. I thought they were joking as it looked big but not "larger-than-life" type of waterfall you imagine when you think of Niagara. Head over to our photo page to take a look at some of the pictures of the waterfall.
Our guide demonstrated the "dwarfing effect" by pointing out a waterfall in the distance and having everyone guess how far away it was. I thought it was about a kilometer and when some people started guessing 2 or three kilometers I thought they were nuts. Three kilometers was the typical distance of a cross country course in high school that we could run in around 17 minutes. It looked like I could reach the base of the falls, even though I'm not in shape, in about 5 to 10min. I was shocked when he said it was 8km away.
After paddling around the sound for various hours we jumped on a boat and headed over to a marine aquarium that had been built a few years back along a rock face. It featured a spiraled stairway that let you walk down 10 meters below the waters surface. This was particularly interesting as in the Sound the top layer of water was fresh while about 6 feet down it became saltwater where sea creatures could live. Due to the frequent rain, the fresh water level fluctuates. It was a great set up that let you really see where the saltwater began with all the aquatic life.
We jumped on a bus back to town a little after three and were back in Te Anau a few hours later. Tomorrow we are off to Christchurch.
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January 8, 2006
Glow Worms
The highlight today was heading across the lake on a tour boat and then making our way up a cave via smaller boats to see glow worms. I'd previously never heard of the things but Emily had read all about them. The cave which had a river flowing through it was pretty impressive. The worms hanging from the top of these caves, have chemicals in their stomachs that glow in order to attract insects that in turn become their source of food. The hungrier they are, the more they glow, lighting up the ceiling like stars. Unfortunately we couldn't get any pictures as photography was not permitted in the cave.
Back at the hostel we changed rooms as a double opened up for practically the same price as the bunk beds. Tomorrow we have to be up early to head to Milford Sound where Em has us signed up to do some sea-kayaking.
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January 7, 2006
South to Te Anau
Rodney, Jiaun and Li-wen left early for a memorial service they were attending up the coast. We said good-bye and agreed we would try to meet up again in Auckland if possible. After they left I spent some time talking to Dave who owns the property we stayed at and the surrounding vineyard. We talked about Ayn Rand (the vineyard and future winery is named Anthem), politics, his background, and future plans he has to help advance the cause of liberty. Needless to say he is an extremely interesting guy.
Around 12:00 Ian and Alexis gave us a ride into town and after grabbing some lunch we were on our way to Te Anau on a small bus. I must say that this first bus in New Zealand had absolutely nothing on the buses in Central and South America. It was small, cramped, and uncomfortable. The highlight was a 6 year-old New Zealand girl on the way to see her grandparents who kept everyone on the bus entertained conversing with a couple from England sitting next to her.
When we got to Te Anau it was raining and we luckily were able to book two bunks in one of the hostels. Probably two of the last beds in town at that point. We decided to have a nice dinner in and ordered a bottle of New Zealand wine to celebrate making it through the first half of our journey. Towards the end of the meal we realized that we definitely were no longer in South America when the waiter/owner came up to us and asked us to leave as he needed the table. We laughed at ourselves, because in South America it always seemed a near impossible task to flag down the waiters for the bill when we wanted to leave. We were on our way out anyways so it wasn't that big of a deal but still a downer considering it was one of the nicer meals we had treated ourselves to on the trip. The rest of the time in Te Anau we didn't return to the place.
Before going to sleep we stayed up and talked with the two guys who were sharing our room with us who were from Israel. They had just found out about Sharon and his stroke and we had an interesting discussion about Israeli politics, U.S. politics and Iran. After the long talk we finally headed to bed after midnight.
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January 6, 2006
Six Months Later
Although it is January 6th out here in New Zealand back home in California today is January 5th. That marks six months of traveling and the halfway point in our journey around the world.
In some ways it has flown by and in others it is hard to imagine all we’ll see in another six months of traveling.
We couldn’t have spent the halfway mark any better. We flew into Queenstown this afternoon where Rodney Hide and his son picked us up at the airport. Rodney is the ACT Party leader and a current member of New Zealand Parliament. Em and I have had a great day getting to know his family and friends over travel stories and of course... some discussions on economics.
We’ll be updating the site soon with more stories. In the meantime head over and take a look at Rodney’s site by clicking here.
UPDATE: In addition to the above, the day included mountain biking with Li-wen, hitting up the sauna, and talking about everything from New Zealand politics, to philosophy, to world travel and much more.
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January 5, 2006
Into New Zealand
We were warned by friends from Sweden that customs in New Zealand was incredibly tough so we should declare everything. We did and as such making our way though immigration and customs was fairly easy. For example, we spent more time with the immigration officer talking about movies made in New Zealand than about our length of stay in the country.
From the airport we called a few hostels and found a room at Queenstreet Backpackers in downtown Auckland. Once on the bus into town it took me about 5 minutes to realize that the bus was driving on the "wrong" side of the road. Once check into the hostel we headed out to find some breakfast.
At first, ordering food was more difficult than what we were used to in South America which came as a surprise. Everything got cleared up when I told the owner of the store we had no idea what he meant when he asked if we wanted a "flat white" or a "long black" (i.e. coffee with milk or without). He asked where we were from and when we replied California he said he was originally from Korea.
That day we headed over to the Sky Tower to get a bird's eye view of the city. Em took some pictures of Auckland from what we were told was the "highest structure in the Southern Hemisphere" and we also got to see some people "base jump" by sliding down a cable from the roof of the building to the ground.
I had emailed Rodney Hide who is an MP in New Zealand who I had contacted in the past regarding his weblog. I let him know that we were in New Zealand and he replied that he and is family were down in Queenstown for the holidays and that while he would be willing to come up and meet us, we were more than welcome to come down and see them.
We decided to alter our trip a bit and bought a ticket to Queenstown in the South Island and then would make our way back up by land. After getting that squared away we grabbed some Chinese food for dinner before heading off to bed for some much needed sleep.
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January 4, 2006
Who Says There are 24 hours in a Day?
We took off from the airport at 11:59pm on January 3rd. The plane had just arrived from Sao Paulo and was on its way to Auckland and Sydney so there was an interesting mix of Brazilians, Uruguayans, Argentines, New Zealanders, Australians, among others on the plane. It really struck me that we were leaving South America when Em told a teenager from Australia that it would be fine if they changed seats and she replied "Thanks heaps!" in a strong Australian accent.
After 13 and a half hours of flying (partially over the Southern Antarctic) we arrive in Auckland at 5:30 in the morning on January 5th. Who says there are 24 hours in a day?
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January 3, 2006
Updating the Site
We were back at our favorite internet cafe today updating the site. I think the owner was sad to go when we rushed out the door at 8:00pm to head back to the hostel to get out bags. We've definitely been great customers for her.
It was easy checking in but it was bit sad leaving Latin America. I have a feeling we'll be back though.
We're off to the second half of our journey.
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January 2, 2006
Familiar Territory
This morning I was delighted when I walked into a pharmacy and the guy behind the counter sold me two packets of Cipro, only looking at the prescription to see what size of pills we needed. I’m sick of being sick and hopefully this will knock it out of me.
We then jumped in a taxi and headed back to the neighborhood near the Centro we stayed in our last visit in the city. We dropped off our dirty clothes at a laundry mat and spent several hours on the computer in a familiar internet cafe. We did get out though to enjoy some tasty empanadas for lunch.
Tonight for dinner we ate at our newest favorite restaurant “Cafe Libertad.” Inside they have pictures of the Declaration of Independence, the Argentian Constitution from 1853, and even Solidarity in the 1980s. Although it was tough to get to bed (it was so hot and humid here) we finally did. Tomorrow, sadly, will be our last day in Latin America.
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January 1, 2006
Third Time’s a Charm... Back to Argentina
To start off the new year we checked out of our hotel, jumped on a boat for a 40 minute ride across the river to Argentina, and then headed to our hostel where we will be for the next 2 nights. It was fun being back in a familiar city—one of our favorites (although Rio and Caracas are big rivals). We are in a hostel in Recoleta so we headed out to eat at a parilla restaurant we had enjoyed in the area before called “Pura Sangre” and then spent some time waiting in the hostel courtyard. The people who were in our room before us were four hours late checking out due to the fact they had been up the entire night before. We let them sleep and we caught up on some reading.
Tonight we grabbed a bite to eat and caught up on some email. Tomorrow we will be spending the day getting our posts ready to update the site before leaving for New Zealand.
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December 31, 2005
Bring on the New Year
This morning I set out to refill our antibiotic prescription at a pharmacy as we both want to get over this bug before we head off to New Zealand. Unfortunately, the pharmacies I tried wouldn’t fill it and said I would need to head to a doctor. Hopefully, Buenos Aires will be more lax on the prescription drugs.
We spent the day exploring more of the town. We also had a tragedy with our laptop. Back in Peru the screen was partially shattered in a very bumpy bus ride through that Andes. Today, the crack that was formerly only in the top right corner and would only sometimes make the computer unusable, spread across the entire screen making the computer almost worthless. The good news it is under warranty. The bad news is that they will only cover the repairs in the U.S. We are trying to figure out what to do with Toshiba but hopefully it will be resolved as quickly as possible.
Tonight for dinner we ate on the balcony of a refurbished lighthouse that overlooked the river and Buenos Aires. It was a surprisingly good meal and at midnight, while there was no big countdown, 30 minutes of fireworks up and down the river, both professional and amateur, let everyone know that the new year had begun. Surprisingly, there didn’t seem to be as many fireworks in Buenos Aires across the river. Only later would I learn this was because they were an hour behind us and it wasn’t yet 2006.
We spent some time on the dock where we could here a Cuban band play salsa tunes from inside a nearby restaurant and then headed into town to people watch for a bit. It seemed the entire town was out either cruising the main streets in their cars or motos, while others walked around with drinks wishing everyone “Feliz Año”(...i.e. Happy New Year). From a payphone we called our family back home to let them know we had officially made it to 2006. It was a fun night.
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December 30, 2005
Into Uruguay
Crossing into Uruguay was the easiest border crossing we have had yet. We didn’t even have to get off the bus. The assistant just handed us our passports as we woke up already stamped by both countries. It was a good start to the day.
We stopped in Montevideo to change buses to get to Colonia del Sacramento, the small colonial port town where we will be spending New Years Eve. In the terminal when I picked up my backpack and threw it across my back the strap ripped right off the backpack. One more sign of just how heavy my bag is and of my superhuman strength. It looks like we should be able to fix it with some duct tape so no big deal.
Three hours later we had arrived in Colonia. The small hotel we found called Posada del Armonia had just opened earlier in the month so everything was brand new. We got settled and then took some time to explore the town. We also headed straight to a parrilla restaurant so I could get some chorizo and morcilla. Although we are sick (again) with a stomach virus we are refusing to let it slow us down.
Tonight we grabbed a drink on the rooftop of a nearby restaurant where we could watch the sun set over Buenos Aires across the amazingly wide Rio de la Plata. It was quite a site and a nice end to our day.
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December 29, 2005
Stop over in Porto Alegre
Shortly after we woke up on the bus we arrived in the small town where the two kids in front of us were getting off. Their grandfather was waiting for them as the bus pulled off the road and the little girl woke Em up to tell her goodbye.
Once in Porto Alegre we decided to get a hotel for the day as our bus didn’t leave until 11:15 at night. Shockingly, Em was leaning towards roughing it by storing our bags and hanging out in cafes all day to save the $20. I convinced her otherwise, and after finding a decent place, taking a hot shower and a nap she begrudingly admitted I was right. Hey, what’s new?
We had fun exploring Porto Alegre for the day. It was a lively port city with a great downtown market. We also had fun eating greasy linguisa, french fries and beer with some locals at a place near the hotel.
Before leaving the hotel, and after we paid, the guy at the front desk told us straight out about how he had it “up to here” motioning to his throat with U.S. politics, and also informed us about Area 51 being a secret 51st state and having something to do with Fidel Castro. I was in no mood to talk politics one way or the other so we backed our way out of the discussion and into a cab outside.
The bus was late and so a Spanish kid from Andalusia and I headed over to make sure that it was still coming. He was a university student studying journalism and was headed to Uruguay to meet up with some friends. When he informed me that he wanted to be a war reporter, I told him I had unfortunately just given away my copy of Dairies of Iraq, by Mario Vargas Llosa. He had already read it though and agreed it was excellent. By midnight we were on our way to Uruguay.
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December 28, 2005
Todd Departs Brazil and We Head South
Todd got picked up in the morning by the same cab driver that had given us a lift to the hotel last night. We said good-bye and soon he was off. He flies home through Mexico City on the way to San Francisco so it will be a long trip for him. [Note: It was actually longer than expected. His flight was cancelled so he had to spend 12 hours in the airport waiting for an alternative flight to Chicago.]
We had a long trip in front of us as well. At noon we were out of the hotel, jumped on the metro to the bus station, and then onto our bus to Porto Alegre where we will be catching our next bus to Uruguay.
In front of us on the bus was a brother and sister, ages 11 and 12, who were traveling to a city just outside of Puerto Alegre to visit their grandparents. As they were traveling alone their father asked if we could keep in an eye on them to make sure they were alright during the trip. They’ll probably do a better job of keeping an eye on us given our basic Portuguese.
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December 27, 2005
Vila Canoas and Rocinha
This morning after breakfast Em and I were picked up by our guide Christina that would be taking us to the favelas Vila Canoas and Rocinha. Vila Canoas is a relatively small community with around 2,500 residents, while Rocinha is the city’s largest with over 100,000 residents. We were told that Rocinha was once the largest favela in the world but has been surpassed by one in Caracas so is now number two. She told us that most Brazilians of the middle and upper-classes have never been inside a favela even though all the while living right along side them, and that there were positive aspects that are often ignored while the negatives are well-reported. Many of the residents of the favelas work in the city center and beach areas, in restaurants and tourist hotels.
We first headed to Vila Canoas as our guide gave us some details about the favelas, myths about the cities, and possible dangers on the trip. In essence, as we were also told yesterday by the former resident of one of the neighborhoods, the favelas are probably the safest part of the city as the drug loads that control them do not allow crime (according to our guide that is because it would 1) be bad for business as wealthy clientele from the city center would be afraid to come to the favelas to buy drugs and 2) crime would mean more police entering the favelas). The biggest danger in the favelas is the chance that police enter the area and there is the threat of getting trapped in the middle of a shootout.
When the police do enter the area, look-out boys in their young teens who work for the gangs set off fireworks to alert the neighborhood to the police presence. If we heard fireworks, we were told not too worry as it is fairly common for police to enter the outskirts. Yet, we shouldn’t stray too far off on our own in the case that we would need to leave the area quickly.
After that introduction Christina gave us more information on Vila Canoas, a community where money from the tours went to support a small school that gave supplemental classes to children from the neighborhood. Public schools where horrible in Rio she explained, and as none of these residents could afford private schooling, it was a way for them to keep up children in the private schools who they would have to compete against for admission into the public university. On a side note not only were the public schools in shambles, but so were the public hospitals.
Once we arrived we walked around the narrow alleyways Vila Conoas. Zoning laws were obviously non-existent. Almost like layers of a cake the buildings shot up, each floor clearly built at different times, sometimes 5 or 6 stories high. While meters had been installed once the electricity company was privatized, we were told the company loses heftily in the favelas. Huge bundles of illegal wires visibly made their way to various apartments powering stereos, VCRs, and boom-boxes we could see and hear as we made our way through the neighborhood.
Once back at the school we met a few of the students. It is summer vacation in Brazil so there were only about five kids. During the school year the classes have 50 students for a morning session and 50 for an evening session. The ages of students vary from 5 to 12. The boys who where there were excited to show off some of the Christmas crafts they had completed in the prior weeks.
Next, we headed to Rocinha. As we entered Christina explained that the black flags that where visible around the city were to mourn the death of a drug lord killed by the police a month ago. She also explained that the original drug gang, Comando Vermelho (Red Command), had recently been challenged by another gang, Amigo dos Amigos. In a bloody war that still continues, ADA has taken control of Rocinha.
Driving into Rocinha, what shocked me the most was how normal it seemed. We stopped at a supermarket to buy some drinks. Not only did they have all products you would expect any small corner store to have, they also took credit cards. Further up the road there was a “Bob’s Burger” a franchise fast food place. I was expecting to stand out like a sore thumb. There is no doubt we did to some extent, but it also seemed like people were so busy shopping, heading to and from the city, and just going about their everyday lives that we were hardly noticed. You could tell that this was a poorer part of Rio but this was not a “misery tour,” a term told to us yesterday.
We next stopped at a residence where we headed up to the roof to get a view of the city. Next door was an extremely nice apartment. When I enquired about it Christina said that the building was recently featured on the news, as five people in the favela had pooled their money, got a loan, and built the apartments that they now rented. She said that people ask: Why would they build it here? And why would people pay more to live here when they could get out of the favela? Renting ocean views at discount prices was the answer.
From the top of the roof we could see a huge water tank that had been donated to Rocinha by one of the drug lords. City services like running water were difficult to come by in the favelas. We could also see several satellite dishes atop the houses. Christina explained that many of these luxuries are afforded through credit payments. When I had enquired earlier about property titles she explained that, yes, people in the favelas did have property titles and theirs was an active real-estate market.
At the end of the tour we stopped off at a small market where residents were selling crafts and paintings clearly geared towards tourists. Some graffiti artists were even selling some of their work.
A little after 12:00 we were back at the hotel and shortly afterwards on a bus to Sao Paulo. We arrived in Sao Paulo around 8:00 and headed to a hotel in the “Little Tokyo” area of the city. We took advantage of the setting an went out for sushi. Tomorrow morning Todd departs back to California. We´ll be sad to see him go.
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December 26, 2005
Corcovado and Relaxing at the Beach
Today we spent the morning the beach soaking up some rays right down the block from our hotel. Not only was the weather great today, but I must stress how great the set up is for beach goers. Unlike back home in San Diego, there is no need to drag down chairs and coolers, vendors are there for everything you might need. Food to umbrellas are at your fingertips. I loved it.
The tide was incredibly strong. Once in the water I realized why there were “No Swimming” signs up all over the place. Todd, whose skin is more accustomed to Northern California winters than the Rio sun, unfortunately got burnt pretty bad but he is hanging in there.
In the afternoon we left the beach to take a tour of Corcovado, famous for the huge statue of Christ that overlooks the city. The view was even more spectacular than Sugar Loaf from yesterday. It was sunny but also full of tourists out to see the city just like us..
Todd also struck up a conversation with a 23 year-old guy from Rio who was filming the trip to sell afterwards. They started to talk about graffiti in the city, which is some of the best I’ve ever seen. He said that in the favelas it was even better (Favelas are shantytowns that have been built up all over the mountainsides overlooking the city. They are controlled by drug lords and have been the subject of movies like City of God).
We have been thinking about going on a tour of a favela tomorrow before we leave so it was interesting to get his take on life there. Earlier this year he had lived in one of the city’s 700+ favelas (he pointed it out to us at one point as we drove past), but ended up moving out mainly do to the constant harassment he would receive from police when he would leave heading to work who wrongly assume that everyone is a criminal. He called the tours “safaris of misery,” but I’m actually interested in looking at them for the exact opposite reason. A book I read a few years ago, A Race to the Top, described how much better many of the residents in the favelas are living after Brazil began to open up its markets to foreign goods like electronics. I’d like to see it for myself.
Tonight, Em and I headed out for dinner alone as Todd was dead tired due to his sunburn and a stomach virus he has been unable to shake. We grabbed a taxi to a restaurant on the other side of town that got a good review in our guidebook, but when we got there it found it was out of business. The driver recommended another restaurant back towards are hotel so we headed there. It actually worked out well as we had a good talk with him on the drive back about politics, the economy, and other subjects. It is amazing how much more Portuguese I can understand now relative to a week ago.
After dinner Em and I headed back. Tomorrow will be our last day in Rio.
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December 25, 2005
Merry Christmas… From Rio
This morning we had a good breakfast, exchanged our stocking (Em hung my white socks, put name tags up, and even had Christmas decorations), and called the family back home to wish everyone a Merry Christmas. We all managed to buy different gifts for each other in Salvador. Em somehow found Brazilian flag speedos that she expects us to wear. (But as of January 3rd, they have still not been worn).
Despite the fact that we are in the summer months here somehow it is raining today. As such, instead of heading to the beach we decided to take a tour of Sugar Loaf, one of the large rock peaks that overlooks the city. It has a gondola that runs up to the top for some spectacular views.
Our guide, who had actually lived in San Jose, California, picked us up in the afternoon and we headed up to the mountain after a brief tour of the downtown area. As it was Christmas there was barely anyone on the tour, just us and one other family. The views from the top of Sugar Loaf were spectacular even though it was overcast. Check the photos if you have the time.
Tonight for dinner we headed to an Italian restaurant where we feasted on pasta. When the bill came though we learned that the restaurant didn’t take Visa (I guess it’s not “Everywhere you want to be”). This meant that Todd and I had to jump in a car with one of our waiters who drove us around until we found an ATM that we were able to take cash out of. I asked Todd if when he and I met if he ever could have guessed this is how we would be spending Christmas in 2005.
It worked out fine in the end and it was an exciting little excursion (a guy on the street started to flip out when the waiter wouldn’t tip him for watch in the car, even though the car was never out of our eyesight). After that we headed back to the hotel and to get some sleep. We’re all a bit sick again so we need it.
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December 24, 2005
Christmas Eve Day
After twenty seven hours on the bus we finally arrived in Rio. The drive was long but seeing the country side was spectacular. Most of it was lush green and reminded us of the terrain back in Northern California, while just an hour outside of Rio the national park we drove through had some impressive mountains.
Rio itself must be the most unique city of its size in the world. Huge neighborhoods and skyscrapers hidden between towering peaks, lakes, and the beaches instantly gave me the impression that it was the most beautiful city that we have visited on our trip.
We checked into our hotel in Ipanema and got settled before heading down to the beach for a walk. If you stick your head out our hotel window you can see people sunbathing near the crashing waves of the Atlantic. We watched a soccer game and kids enjoying jumping down sand dunes as we stretched our legs during a hour walk along the Ipanema beach.
Tonight we headed to a churrascaria for dinner a few blocks from the hotel. The place seemed to be moving at the speed of light. Every time we took a bite of food there seemed to be a waiter with steak, sausage, or chicken hears on a long stake ready to pile more meat onto your plates. They even had small cards that were green on one side and red on the other that you could flip over to let the stream of waiters passing by know if you wanted more meat. Even though Todd and I put ours red-side-up to stop the madness, we still had guys coming up to us asking if they could give us just one more sausage or slab of beef. Between the two of us we went through more than 40 chicken hearts. We were completely full by the time we finally called it quits. It was quite a Christmas Eve.
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