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Tuesday, April 7, 2020

When In Cuba...

I've decided I am just going to post based on what interests me, versus chronologically.
For the A type personality I am, this is very hard, and off-brand.
But giving it a whirl.

The date is September 2019 and the location is Havana, Cuba.
My counterpart is once again the effervescent and amazing travel partner, Mary.




 Night one we did the obligatory classic car ride and photo opp.  Most have no AC and their emissions are questionable at best, but it was so fun to ride around in them.




We were staying at the relatively new Grand Packard in the center of town; great location.


Views from Old Havana.






We of course had to try a Cuban sandwich, in Cuba. We asked if they just called it "sandwich" because it was in Cuba, and they said no. The questions ended there.


 An overpriced and pretty boring daquiri with Ernest Hemingway at his favorite haunt, The Floridita.



Our final night dinner was at the Buena Vista Social Club.  It was a great showcase of Cuban talent, and only had a slight hint of tourist trap.

I am so very glad that we got to Cuba; who knows how long the little access that is left to Americans will remain.
The people were lovely, and I always felt very safe. But the signs of poverty are just everywhere, and sad. The lines for gasoline alone were enough to make you really appreciate the things you take for granted daily in the US.
Most of the people we interacted with (locals) do not know life before the Revolution, and to them, this is the norm.  It was eye opening to hear their thoughts.
I've been a lot of places, but truly have never been more grateful to land in the US than when I departed Havana.  Our freedoms are not to be taken for granted. A trip to Cuba will set you straight if you weren't sure.

Sunday, April 5, 2020

Asia Immersion

...aka that time we barely escaped a quarantine nightmare aboard the Diamond Princess.

To set the scene...back in June 2018 Peggy (my mother in law), Mary (my sister in law) and I decided to join Dave's cousin Terry and her travel group on a cruise through Asia.
That was one part of the world I had yet to conquer, and here was a unique opportunity to get a "taster" of many different locations.
Side note: A cruise is not how you immerse yourself in a culture. You just don't get enough time in port (most days).  But cruising does offer an opportunity to sample many places while unpacking only once.  

My particular adventure began in Phoenix, as that is where we had spent the holidays, with my parents. While there, I did a pretty spectacular number on my sciatica, which will become a major storyline for this Asian adventure.

I flew from Phoenix to Honolulu to spend some time with my college friend Lisa, who has been living there with her family since 2018.

The next leg of my journey took me from Honolulu to Singapore, via Tokyo.

These first three flights and airport maneuvering really tested my mettle with my newfound sciatica issue. Walking, and for long spurts, was not easy.  I had to stop and sit many times getting around the airports.
Sitting was also an issue on these long haul flights. Thankfully I had banked all of my American Airlines points when I booked the flights originally and had first class accommodations for two of the three legs.  

Anyhow,  I made it to Singapore late on Saturday, January 4.

Peggy had departed from Ft. Myers, FL to arrive in to Singapore, and Mary had flown from New York City to Bali to host a yoga retreat, before meeting in Singapore.

With the gang together, we conquered the city. 
Thanks to my new gimp, I was a super-user of Grab (their Uber).





We wandered, we ate, we drank (including the way overrated and overpriced Singapore Sling at the Long Bar) before ending the night at the light show at Marina Bay Sands.





The next day we headed to the cruise ship port in Singapore to board the Diamond Princess.
And with that, the sea leg of the journey had commenced.
The first part of the trip looked like this:


I was very excited to finally get to Viet Nam.  It had long been on my travel bucket list.  Our first port was Phu My, which meant a 90 minute transfer with a driver to get to Ho Chi Minh.
Mary had spent time here a few summers back so was our de facto tour guide and she ran a tight ship.  First stop was a great pho restaurant.  


Our next stop was Nha Trang, a surprisingly fun beach town.  We visited Nagar Cham Towers (photo immediately below), and then Long Son Pagoda and the beach (photos in the collage at the end).
We enjoyed the sunny, warm temps and side bonus of sharing the beach with tons of Russians on vaca.  


Our adventures aboard the Diamond Princess led us to the bustling city of Hong Kong.  Keep in mind, we had yet to even HEAR the word Coronavirus (or Covid-19) even though it was starting to rear its ugly head in Asia, soon to affect Hong Kong.

Just shy of their dealings with Coronavirus, we enjoyed two full days in Hong Kong. At that time, the civil unrest was still an issue--to the point our planned evening cruise to see the nightly light show was cancelled out of an abundance of caution.

We opted for the touristy hop on, hop off bus to get our bearings/get around both islands. The two day ticket fare included our tram ride up for the beautiful skyline, seen here. Other than that, not sure it was worth our Hong Kong dollars.

We did manage to hit many of the high points, including the Jade Market and the Ladies Market. There was amazing street food and obligatory dim sum to help keep our energy up.

Our second night there ended with a lovely dinner at Qi Nine Dragons, which offered a rooftop view of the light show (video below).  This was not on the agenda and was a lovely surprise, and a great way to close out our Hong Kong introduction.

Next stop: Taiwan. We docked in Keelung and met up with a driver I had hired to take us around Taipei for the day.
We began the morning with a traditional Taiwanese breakfast in Keelung.   Our driver ordered all the local favorites, all variations of egg with some sort of carbs.  All delicious.

Also, it was Peggy's birthday...


High on our wish list was to visit the Beitou Hot Springs.

Our driver did a fantastic job talking about life and culture in Taipei, and took us for lunch at Din Tai Fung.  Taipei truly was a lovely surprise.


Next up was Kyoto.



We enjoyed amazing street food for breakfast, before heading to the historic Gion district.

The final stop was the small town of Toba, famous for the ladies who dive to harvest Morimoto pearls. 
It was nice to be in a port where walking was the best mode of transportation (most of the other ports required buses, Ubers and other transportation to get from point A to point B).

As evidenced by the clothing in our photos, we had reached the cold part of the journey.  Packing for this trip was one of the more challenging adventures for sure. 

The next morning we arrived into Yokohama, on January 20. Because my flight out of Narita Airport was on the relatively early side, given it was a 90 minute transfer not including Monday morning Tokyo traffic; I made it my mission to be among the first off of the ship
Turns out, I was person number one.
I do remember lots of eyes in the customs hall, and signs about temperatures being taken remotely but still, not one word, written or spoken, about Coronavirus. 

However, the people that boarded that ship the afternoon after I disembarked were about to become the poster children of the virus. 

I'll be forever grateful for this opportunity to explore Asia, and even more grateful I did not have to spend another two weeks aboard that ship, in our room.












Thursday, March 26, 2020

In a World Turned Upside Down


This photo was taken on one of my last trips before...this. I was in idyllic Palmetto Bluffs, located outside Hilton Head in late February.  The calm before the storm.
What to call this? The common word is Quarantine.
I am liking Hiatus more.

The reasoning behind it is sound, though it took me a bit to come around to it.  Being involved in travel and meetings, I saw what the slow roll up to what is currently happening was doing to meetings and events and all I knew was that it was disruptive. Destructive.

I had no idea the magnitude of Coronavirus, nor the severe damage it would do to the hotel, airline and overall travel industries, as well as many others.

I now call March 12 Meeting & Events DDay.  That was the day it became very clear there were going to be no meetings, no events, no gatherings, for some time. How long? No one knew. We still don't know.

So here we are, in a world where being connected virtually solves many issues, but presents many others at the same time. Who knew when ordered to be "socially distant," so many would rebuff?  We love to be in our own world on our devices, almost to the point of no human interaction in the regular course of a day when you would look around airports, restaurants, coffee shops. 
Now, when being virtual is the order of the day, it's suddenly a punishment.

I am so grateful that this pandemic strikes when we are able to be socially connected even though not physically. Being able to video chat, or see Facebook memes to lighten up the mood, has been a true reprieve in what can be a dark time.

But I truly believe that once this is all said and done, humanity will again cherish HUMAN interaction. Value it.  Understand its worth.  And maybe that's a lesson that we can take away from this.

I started this blog a while back to start tracking where I have been. Travel is my job, but it is also my passion.  Clearly, with life my posts have not been kept up with.

So I vow to take this time to update the blog, to use it as an outlet, and to help me grow and prepare for what is next.

For whatever reason this is happening, I do believe a silver lining is that it will force us all to reassess, to take a step back, and to come out on the other side with new appreciations, and even new goals.

Here's to a swift end to the pandemic with minimal lives lost, first and foremost.  Here's to reconnecting with family and friends, in an unprecedented way.
And here's to a bright, new future.
It may not look exactly as we had planned.
But it will be shaped by us with a new sense of gratitude, and purpose.
At least, that's what I hope for me.

Be well.  And travel on.


Thursday, September 20, 2018

Puerto Vallarta: One More Time, With Friends

In March, it was back to the land of sunsets and tequila.
Time to operate our 2018 corporate trip program at Grand Velas Nayarit in Puerto Vallarta.

 My love of breakfast in Mexico cannot be discounted.  This buffet didn't disappoint.
 Dave and his trip buds.
 More sunset beauty.
 We've started to incorporate corporate social responsibility in to our programs. This year, we partnered with a local charity near the resort, and our attendees teamed up to build kitchens for local families in need.

 Did I mention the sunsets?
 Dave offered to be our entertainment for the evening. We stuck with the professionals.
 He and some attendees went fishing (not so much catching) one morning.
Another great program at a gorgeous resort. On to 2019!