Buenos Aires So Far

November 20, 2012
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Buenos Aires So Far

HOLA! I arrived in Buenos Aires on Wednesday, today is Monday, and now finally, I am muchos happy in Argentina. I am writing from a very, very hot and even more crowded train (the commoners train as my Ukrainian called it). There is a bicycle to the left and right of me, some neighbor’s sweat against my own, and a group of my new five friends are four rows of people in front of me which is also just two feet away. My first two days, I stayed with my friend George, whom I’d met in Thailand 3 years ago. He lives here temporarily from the UK and thankfully had the perfect couch to surf. As he’d done before, George impressed me with all the things he’d learned about this city, and of course, his kindness in making me feel welcome and safe on my own. My first day, I went to the Recoleta Cemetery where there are wildly ornate tombs of presidents, artists, celebrities, and other important Argies – Evita included. I quickly met an American from Boston and after, we wandered together to a vibrant art museum and a park. At the park, I saw my first Jacaranda

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it’s all over..

June 2, 2011
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With so much Asian influence, Honolulu was the perfect buffer back to the 48 great, but not as great as Hawaii, states. The best example of the apparent culture blend was right outside our hotel; there was an Udon noodle bar on one side of the street and a Taco Bell on the other. Especially with my being known to eat the Bell three times in one day, it shocked me that I’d chosen a bowl of noodles over the long-deprived Crunch Wrap Supreme. In all of Asia, we’d seen McDonald’s, Burger King, Arby’s and even Dairy Queen, but we did not see a single Taco Bell. That Great Wall has sure kept some gems out of the area. Anyways, I realize it’s been two weeks since I’ve last posted and, considering this blog serves as my digital diary, I thought a gap in my records would run my memory awry for future nostalgia. So I’ll write some things about our last stop in Asia, Beijing. To get around this massive metropolis, the newly paved metro is your most efficient bet. You can quite easily navigate and conquer sprawling Beijing, although you must be willing to forgo all personal space

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These flash bulbs are starting to hurt my eyes…

May 19, 2011
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Almost everyone in China is a professional photographer, or at least they outfit themselves as one. They have those chunky manual cameras and use zoom lenses that could shoot all the way to the Grand Canyon. Since Greg and I white kids are easy to spot, and apparently an absolute phenomenon, we become the focal point of many pictures. The photographers always try to be discreet, but I’ll tell you one thing, the words discreet and Chinese have yet to mesh as well as dirty and India. Some of the gutsier girls will run up giggling and ask for a picture. Bless their fragile little daring porcelain souls, of course we will make like best friends with you and hold up our hands in that two-finger peace sign shape. I can just see it- Greg and I’s American smiles plastered on the family photo wall next to a portrait of an old Chinese emperor. Anyways, we really are more than happy to do it. In other cases (the “discreet” ones), the less approaching photographer shoots in our direction but fakes like the plain grass behind us has Pulitzer-Prize potential. I let it fly because I too realize how alien-like

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I’m here for the Shang-Bang

May 15, 2011
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Yesterday I got my nails done for a buck fifty in Shanghai, and I chose a fancy glittery color to match the town’s vibrancy. I thought it was my first time in a big city, the way I admired Shanghai’s shapely skyline. We were on the west side of the Huangpu River which divides the sprawling metropolis and we were staring at a curved string of modern architectural development. The focal point was undoubtedly the Oriental Pearl Tower, a modern product of ancient influence that convinced me I was still across the world in a city with BC history. On our side of the river was a strip of European-style buildings that if not for peripheral vision, you’d think you were along France’s Seine river. Then, of course, sprinkled on both sides of the river were ultra-modern buildings that reminded me I was in one of the world’s most advanced and technological metropolitans. The blend of cross-features made the city exude such uniqueness. Where as some cities seem so replicated that I could easily confuse one with the other, Shanghai’s unmistakeable and eclectic horizon is what I admired most. Today, our second day in Shanghai, was equally as eclectic, energy-full

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Almost a world wonder…

May 14, 2011
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China’s Terracotta Warriors, like a ton of other things (including myself), claim to be the world’s 8th wonder. Now after visiting the warriors in Xi’an, a middle province of China, I give them the OK to bump me in line for the honor. The simple storyline behind them is fascinating, and so satisfying that I found myself having unusually little inquisition for below the surface, pun intended, details. So it goes during a very recent 1974, a few peasant farmers, with no further agenda than to drill a simple well, punctured one of the world’s ever most famous archeological discoveries. They hit an underground collection of life-size warrior statues, existing in great numbers above 7,000 and remaining far absent from anyone’s knowledge for an unbelievable 2,000 years. The soldiers’ creation was instructed by China’s self-declared first emperor, who began his reign at the short age of 13. In his accomplishments, Qin Shi Huang centralized long divided regions and states of China under one unified and standardized government, and his establishments served as a model for subsequent dynasties. He instituted substantial public projects, though he enslaved hundreds of thousands of his people in a cruel and tyrannical way to complete them.

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Back to the climbing..

May 12, 2011
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I thought our uphill days were over in Nepal, but so our thighs continued the beating starting earlier this morning. Our bus from Xi’an left at 7 am and parked below Hua Shan mountain at 9. From there you can take a gondola to the mountain’s center or just walk up yourself. We chose to walk because heck we’d just hiked 10 days straight, we were hiking kings and queens. Plus it saved us 10 bucks, so that hands down made a backpacker’s day. Three things about today, aside from the panoramic pleasure, were notably incredible. First, the ascent was steep, if never-ending, and called for thrifty footwork. There were steps under feet to make the way more accessible, but there were still some incline angles that looked only a touch under 90 degrees. Second, the “gaggles of geriatrics” (an alliteration by Greg) were surprising in their strong count on these imposingly vertical stairways. We young bucks, Greg and I, were trucking alongside wooden-caned grand folk who were forging the shared road with some crazy grace. Surely there is some secret recipe in Chinese tea that red bull or even cocaine would kill for. I’ll preface the third incredible thing

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So handsome and so strange

May 9, 2011
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In Chongqing, we have no idea where we are ever going. We ask directions a thousand times along the way to somewhere and then each person gives us an entirely new route to get there. We’ve accepted we might never get to any of the to-do sights here and have just kept walking all over nowhere. Today on this estranged path, we ran into a street market pet shop. There were dogs and turtles and cats for sale. Birds and pigeons too, and the pigeons we later found out are used for gambling. There is a whole betting world around these marked pigeons who “race” to a human-determined finish line. Lord knows how a bird can find its way around this town and we can’t even get to the first street corner. All the other animals were so adorable at the street market pet store, just as cute as the ones back West, go figure. We saw a few of them being inspected for purchase and then one kitten actually being bought. The new owner walked away with the tiny white kitty in a pink plastic bag, like what the gas station would put your cheap wine and gum in.

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Pictures from China

May 8, 2011
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Pictures from the mud cave, eating pig brain, Everest from the plane, the bicycle built for two, the Li River boat and our drunk Chinese train-mates! Share: Share on Facebook Tweet This E-mail

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Snake is next.

May 7, 2011
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I keep needing to write about this and that and before yesterday and two days before that and all these other things. Doing it in sequential order would make most sense but tonight’s dinner jumps to the front of the line, though I didn’t eat even a chopstick-full of it. Greg, on the other side of the short round table, was sweating from every gland as he crushed five plates of the dinner. We are in steaming Chongqing, a city with over 37 million people in its municipality. It’s steaming because it’s not uncommon for temperatures to be in the 100′s, and even locals bead up with sweat and complaint. There is a traditional Chinese meal, prepared most famously in this city called “hotpot”. It’s a spicy, spicy, spicy broth that sizzles on top of a burner on each table. It seems fondue-esque but I assure you it’s not fancy one bit, in fact, two handfuls of men across the restaurant were half-naked for the entire meal. They sit shirtless because of how grossly sweaty the spice and heat makes them. Exposed sweat helps them cool off (like a lot of things in China, it makes perfect sense, though it

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Fancy Nancy

May 4, 2011
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From Hong Kong to mainland China, you must go through customs in an otherwise pointless-for-travelers city called Shenzhen. We had a 6-hour layover from when our train arrived there until our overnight bus to Yangzhou left at 7pm. I was enthused to find something in town to occupy time, but Greg felt it was a lost cause and decided to sit in the waiting rooms. Feeling safe in the small area around the station, I decided to take off on my own search. Twenty minutes into my hunt, I settled on the fact that there really truly was absolutely nothing to do in this business-center-type town. I could shop through fake labels, of course anywhere if I wanted, but I was already over that an hour into China. Out of the deep darkness of my despair, however, a woman on the corner of one of the hopeless streets proposed a massage, and she was very enticing. Okay, creeps, it was broad daylight and she dressed like a first grade teacher, the spa owner was not the happy ending kind. Plus, she had all sorts of business women being pampered by pedicures in her simple, yet prim spa. They were all

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