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- Jour 53
- dimanche 8 février 2015 à 13:01
- ☀️ 97 °F
- Altitude: 20 m
AustralieJames Miller Oval32°1’3” S 115°51’43” E
Fremantle, Australia

Our final stop in Australia was in Fremantle/Perth, which has the distinction of being the most remote city in the world. Having said that, Fremantle certainly makes the most of what it's got. It is considered a suburb of Perth, but it held our attention for 24 hours without us feeling as though we wanted to make the train trip into Perth. It had some very lively night life, "cappuccino" row and a very interesting maritime museum. On the advice of one of our favorite staff members Guarev, we had some of the best Indian food ever which helped to negate the worst fish and chips ever. Somewhere in between, we had a pizza with big chunks of pumpkin on it. Who knew?
The first photo below is Mr. Napkinhead (Jim) who celebrated his birthday yesterday in a typical fun fashion. We are not subtle.
The bartender in the photo is Albert, who is always at the ready with a drink when we come back to the ship parched.
We are now going to be headed north in the Indian Ocean with a following sea, leaving the organized and English-speaking Australia for our first stop in Indonesia which is Bali. We enjoy looking at the Southern Cross in the night sky and are headed into much warmer temperatures as we get closer to the Equator.En savoir plus
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- Jour 57
- jeudi 12 février 2015 à 13:47
- 🌧 79 °F
- Altitude: Niveau de la mer
IndonésieTukad Ngenjung8°43’10” S 115°14’8” E
Benoa, Bali, Indonesia

Benoa, Bali, Indonesia
I’m not sure what I expected from Bali, but the magic of Bali enveloped all of us. The Balinese are Hindu and there are over 1,000 temples on the island that ascribe to their beliefs. Each temple is an individual work of art. I was aware that there would be a great deal of Asian and Hindu inspired decorative elements and architecture in Bali, but I had no idea how pervasive it would be. Literally every family housing compound, hamlet (multiple family houses) and villages (the group of hamlets) are covered with decorative elements and ornament. The roof peaks, the window surrounds, the gates, the fence posts, etc. are all heavily ornamented. Also, each house has it’s own shrine complete with “offerings”, fringes, statuary and fabrics. These fabrics (poleng), as well as curbs, light posts and other various public items sport alternating black and white patterning, representing the balance between good and evil.
The Balinese believe that every living thing has a spirit and will even pray to a flower as they pick it. Each day an offering is made to the spirits – it is a small leaf plate containing flowers, food, candy, etc. and it is placed at the entrance to the house or place of business.
We visited 2 temples, a traditional, rustic inn at the edge of a rice paddy and a local woman’s house. We wound up our trip at an orchid garden. We all agreed that if all we had done was take the bus trip, we would have been happy even if we didn’t make any stops. It was truly a sensory overload and my head is still whirling with the exotic nature of Bali, especially after the ship hosted a group of Balinese musicians and dancers before we sailed.
The first photo is of the inn along the rice paddy where we had lunch.
We knew that when we left Australia, all bets were off as far as seeing familiar,
Western things. It is an amazing culture shock.
Often before we leave a port, there are local people who come on board and put on a show. They are generally very good and we appreciate the work that goes into their performances.En savoir plus
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- Jour 59
- samedi 14 février 2015 à 17:44
- ☁️ 79 °F
- Altitude: Niveau de la mer
IndonésieKali Jungpasir6°56’5” S 110°18’30” E
Semarang City, Java, Indonesia

Happy Valentine's Day!
Today we visited the country of Java, specifically the Borobudur Temple, which is the largest Buddhist Temple in the world. It was built of lava rock in the 9th century and was designed to blend the Javanese architecture with the Buddhist concept of achieving Nirvana. There are 504 Buddha statues as part of the temple. There is evidence the temple was abandoned in the 14th century during the decline of Hindu kingdoms in Java and the conversion to Islam.
There are a number of active volcanos on Java, and it is thought that the temple was covered in ash and was undiscovered until 1814 and was then restored between 1975 and 1982. By the way, there seem to be volcanoes erupting either right before we get somewhere or right after we leave. I hope our luck continues to hold out!
In any case, the temple was an incredible sight if only in the sheer massiveness of the building. The over 2000 carved panels serve to tell/teach a story as one walks around the temple and up the levels.
The drive to the temple through Java’s cities, villages and coutryside was quite hair-raising at times, but fascinating in the variety of sights along the way. Our bus had a police escort which meant we could drive right up the middle of a narrow 2 lane road with car careening to the shoulders to avoid hitting us. This must happen fairly frequently as it was quite a long ride to the temple and you have a limited amount of time to see it.
It is getting quite steamy as we approach the Equator again – not a complaint, just an observation. The Java Sea remains extremely calm – it almost doesn’t even feel like we are on a ship.
We have learned to eat an Indonesian hot sauce called samba olec. It is quite hot and we have enjoyed putting it on many things here on the ship. When we were out to lunch in Java, Jeff and I spied a bowl of samba olec and piled it on our plates. WOW! It was a lot hotter and took a lot of rice and water to put the fire in our mouths out!
Nancy and I are giving a Valentine's kiss to our dear Emerson, the host at the main dining room. His main job for us was catching us as we came back from a bathroom visit during dinner and escorting us back to our table. With the amount of wine they pour for us, we didn't have a clue where our table was once we left it.En savoir plus
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- Jour 62
- mardi 17 février 2015 à 17:02
- ☁️ 82 °F
- Altitude: 41 m
BruneiKampong Bang Togor4°37’52” N 114°36’34” E
Muara, Brunei, Darussalam

Brunei was a very interesting stop. As we sailed near the coast, we were reminded of the economic base of Brunei – oil. There were dozens of drilling platforms and many boats affiliated with them.
The city is extremely opulent while also being rather spare. Brunei is one of only two total monarchies in the world. It is a little hard to get a real feeling about the Sultan, but he does have some pretty specific rules that are to be followed. One is Sharia, which was instituted in May. We attended a dinner at the Brunei Polo Club that was very nice. We were offered an array of delicious fruit juices as there is no alcohol served in Brunei. That was a change! There were quite a few musicians that played a very haunting and mystical song as they greeted us for dinner.
There is a “stilt village” that is on the waterfront in Brunei. It appears somewhat ramshackle at first, but it is actually quite nicely restored, with the owners having an interest in preserving the village as it had been.
There is a Mosque that was built by the current Sultan.
Whenever we come back from a particularly long day out and about, the crew is always there to greet us with a "welcome back" sign.En savoir plus
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- Jour 63
- mercredi 18 février 2015 à 17:13
- ⛅ 84 °F
- Altitude: 9 m
MalaisieKota Kinabalu Airport5°56’14” N 116°2’49” E
Kota Kinabalu, Malaysia

February 18.
Today’s port was a short visit to a city on the northeast coast of Borneo Island in Malaysia that faces the South China Sea. The start of the Chinese New Year was last night so there was a certain energy about the city. We visited the market here and it made the markets in French Polynesia look like Wegman’s. It is a jumble of some of the most unusual looking (and smelling) foods we have ever seen! Aside from all the wonderful vegetables, there are exotic bottled items, brightly colored baked goods and butchered meats that I don’t even want to know about! I drew the line when it came to walking down a meat aisle that had more blood on the floor than I cared to subject my shoes to.
We walked through a mall and discovered that electronics, hair salons and “Hello Kitty” stores seemed to be the most popular. It was crowded and we thought that we might start feeling prepared for Hong Kong, which we will be visiting in 4 days.
We are impressed that almost every port has local singers and dancers awaiting us. There is a period of time after we dock that local officials come on board and clear us through customs before we can disembark. The music is always interesting and puts us in the mood of the local flavor. It is nice that we are a small ship in that we don’t overwhelm any port we are docked at and we rarely see another cruise ship in the same port.
The first photo is of some interesting items in the market and the second is the shopping mall – can you guess what the lucky color is for the Chinese New Year? The third photo is showing a little catching up with the news!En savoir plus

Susan SchoonOh my, the meat aisle! I have an image that turns my stomach! I'm sure your shoes are thanking you! So interesting!
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- Jour 65
- vendredi 20 février 2015 à 06:52
- ☁️ 73 °F
- Altitude: Niveau de la mer
South China Sea15°11’58” N 112°51’6” E
A Slow Boat To China

Today is a sea day and it’s my chance to talk about a couple of the things that happen on the ship regularly, but don’t necessarily rate getting on the blog.
First, the pilot boats. The pilot boat approaches our ship outside the harbor and the pilot will board the ship to assist the captain in getting the ship into the harbor and docked. More dramatic is when we leave a port, the pilot rides out with us till we are safely out of the harbor, the pilot boat pulls up alongside of the ship and the pilot leaves our ship and reboards the pilot boat. Now that all sounds good, but throw in some 15’ waves and the whole exchange gets to be much more challenging. When the pilot met us in Sydney to bring us in, it almost didn’t seem possible that the small pilot boat could remain upright! In any case, we never get tired of watching the whole exchange. When the pilot boat pulls away after we leave a port, there is much waving and goodbying.
Another thing we enjoy at each port is the tugboats. We have decided that they remind us of border collies. They sit out a little ways from the ship, crouched and ready to spring to action at any second should one of it’s sheep/ship get out of line. Sometimes they will get right up to within 10’ of the ship because they want to do something so bad! They have such cute shapes and colors – we never get tired of seeing them either.
The third photo is one of the "border collies" ready for action.En savoir plus
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- Jour 66
- samedi 21 février 2015 à 14:59
- ⛅ 79 °F
- Altitude: 96 m
ChineJianzhong19°52’49” N 110°14’13” E
Haikou, China

Haikou is the capital and most populous city of Hainan province, People’s Republic of China with about 2,000,000 people. The southern end of the Hainan province is considered the Hawaii of China. I’m not sure we agreed with that, but hey, our standards are a bit different.
We had to do a "face to face" with our passports to disembark the ship, and for some reason, they didn't like Jeff and I. We got pulled aside while Jim and Nancy watched closely. There was much discussion, all in Chinese and whatever the decision was, they let us go.
We were only here a short time, but we wandered into a park, and it being a Saturday morning during the Chinese New Year celebration, it was packed! There were probably 8-10 dance events taking place. We weren’t sure if these were classes, had someone leading a group or were just for fun. As we continued to wander through the park, there was croquet, numerous pingpong games, cards and ball games involving 2-3 people. Then we came upon an area that had dozens of pieces of permanent exercise equipment – all in use! It was fascinating!
The only ones having a better time than us, were all the locals taking pictures of us!
There was even one mother that gathered her childen around us to get a photo. So, if you see us on Facebook, don’t be surprised!
In any case, this fairly busy city broke us in to the crowds we will encounter in Hong Kong tomorrow. We have become fairly complacent, sailing around small islands here and there throughout our trip. Even some of the bigger cities didn’t seem too intense. We’ll let you know how it goes.En savoir plus

Jane BeasleySo I am not the only one taking photos in parks-very cool. Love all of the photos and updates.

Roland ZimmermanI always look forward to your commentaries and pictures. Your photos bring back many good memories of China and Vietnam. Hope you get to see all those motor bikes loaded down with families and supplies.
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- Jour 67
- dimanche 22 février 2015
- ⛅ 70 °F
- Altitude: Niveau de la mer
South China Sea22°12’28” N 114°18’6” E
Hong Kong

February 22 and 23.
I think that Hong Kong was the part of the trip that both Jeff and I were expecting to be one of the highlights of the whole cruise - it did not disappoint. Hong Kong is at once modern, ancient, pristine and grimy. The shear mass of humanity is impressive, but the demeanor of the masses is remarkably polite, considerate and helpful.
The sail-in to the harbor was quite foggy, but it lent a bit of a mystical air to the morning.
When we got off the ship, the port building itself dumped you right into Hong Kong in that it housed 300+ stores, 50 restaurants, etc. We quickly learned that much of Hong Kong is based of consumerism. We were stunned by the high-end shopping that was available. For example, there are 50 Chanel stores in Hong Kong, but there is one particularly favorite location. At that location, people will line up outside the store for hours for the privilege of shopping there. Also, the line outside the Apple store is unbelievable and it is like that whenever the store is open.
Our approximately 40 hour visit seemed to break into sections. The first section was getting through the very cosmopolitan, high-end shopping district. We saw every high-end brand we’d ever heard of. After that, we took the 8 minute ferry ride to Hong Kong Island and began to wander up (Hong Kong goes from waterfront to hillsides), turning down any street that looked interesting. We got into a district called Soho, which was not unlike NewYork’s Soho in that it had a funky, young vibe with many art galleries and small restaurants.
Our next adventure was to get a taxi to a market on the other side of Hong Kong island called Stanley Market. This was a fun shopping experience that was the polar opposite of what we had seen that morning. Silk bags for $1 and scarves for $8 were more our speed of shopping. Our taxi driver had taken us there through a tunnel, but suggested that we could take the double-decker public bus back for $1. It was a stunning ride up over the mountain and above the beach.
We had planned to take a walking tour with a British guide that evening, but since it was pouring rain, we postponed it to the next day and had him drop us at his favorite restaurant. We proceeded to have food, which you would call “Chinese food” :-). It was a real treat, and since we were the only non-Asians there, we simply looked at the other diner’s plates and ordered based on that.
The next day was a 7 hour walking tour (the 4 of us plus another couple we met on the ship). The British guide had lived in Hong Kong for 40 years and was a wealth of information. He discussed the daily lives of people in Hong Kong as compared to people in China. We learned about the heavy influence of Feng Shui in the placement of everything from small items in the house to skyscrapers. We were also surprised to learn the pervasive nature of numerology - there are no 4th(death), 14th, or 44th floors. And in business, nothing happens in April (the 4th month). You would never have a car license plate with a 4! However, you will see 8’s(wealth) everywhere! In any case, every number has a meaning.
We were there during Chinese New Year, so our guide brought us to a non-denominational temple that was packed with people walking with lighted incense and kneeling with offerings of food and number sticks that they would shake and spill out, hoping for a lucky number for the new year. There were many statues and we rubbed so many bronze feet, noses and backs that I think we will have good luck forever.
We finished up with our guide at a very traditional dim sum restaurant. There was a large lazy susan in the middle and things just kept appearing. About 75% of it was unidentifiable, but all pretty tasty. We might not want to know what it was - sometimes ignorance is bliss.
We spent our last evening in Hong Kong by discovering what we all agreed what we thought was the definition of the city. Lots of locals eating at open-air, tiny restaurants with live seafood outside to choose, the night market, families gathering for meals at tables on the sidewalks and hundreds of lighted signs in Chinese characters. The tall apartment buildings were well-worn and displayed the universal sign of life - drying laundry hanging out the windows.
I believe that Hong Kong has placed on my list of my top 5 favorite big cities. It had an exuberance and liveliness that left you wanting more.
All in all, it was a cacophony of sound, scents (I'm being kind), color, lights, rushing and people, people, people!En savoir plus

Elizabeth CottrellOh my gosh, what a mass of humanity! I guess my fourth month birthday is the reason I've had such a blessed life :-).
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- Jour 70
- mercredi 25 février 2015
- ⛅ 82 °F
- Altitude: 5 m
VietnamAn Lac15°51’1” N 108°19’31” E
Hoi An, Vietnam

Today Jeff and I stepped out into a new world, and instead of taking one of the ship’s excursions, we located a local driver on the internet and had him take us and another couple, Rod and Margaret from Sydney, to a small town called Hoi An. They are always a bit jumpy when people take off on their own, but we were given strict instructions to make sure the car we get into looks road-worthy (apparently many in Vietnam are not), and we were off. The day was great with a guide that was very informative and spoke English very well with a remarkable vocabulary.
We went through the city of Da Nang, which in 1968 had the busiest airport in the world, bringing American troops in to fight in the war. We saw China Beach, where the soldiers used to have some R&R time. It is now called Da Nang beach - Vietnam no longer speaks or writes the word China. It sounds like it is a very difficult situation with China and we gained some insight into the problems that Viet Nam currently faces.
Hoi An is a delightful town that was an international trading port and the store fronts are much like they were in the past. The town has beautiful silk and paper lanterns hanging over the streets and there are many different types of architectural details due to the influences from all over the world that came with the people trading goods here.
Today brought another meal of mostly unidentifiable foods, but all delicious. A non-Asian family sat down at the table next to us, looked with puzzlement at the menu, and said to the waitress, “we’ll have what they’re having”.
The Kleinschmidt’s broke from the pack today to take a land adventure to Ankgor Wat in Cambodia for a couple of days so we will have lots of new information to share when they get back.
The first photo is a street scene in Hoi An, lanterns everywhere!
The second photo are women transporting their products with baskets that are suspended from poles that they rest on their shoulders.
The third photo is a typical fishing "boat" used in this area. It is really no more than a woven rattan basket that is paddled much in the same fashion as a gondola.En savoir plus

Laura FogleJust caught up with the Asian leg of your journey to this point! Amazing. Any one of these places would be a wonderful adventure. You must feel as if you are in a time warp! Love the photos! Is the Taj Mahal coming up soon? Finished the book you loaned me and really enjoyed it. Miss you! Keep those photos coming!
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- Jour 72
- vendredi 27 février 2015
- ⛅ 32 °F
- Altitude: 3 m
VietnamPhum Bo Te9°34’45” N 106°5’2” E
Mekong Delta, Vietnam (from Jeff)

The draft for the Vietnam War ended the year I turned 18 and became eligible; a fortuitous situation for me since my birthdate in the lottery was #3, meaning I would have almost certainly been sent to Vietnam. For some reason, when thinking about the possibility of being sent to war, I always imagined I would be on a gunboat on the Mekong Delta being targeted from the shoreline.
Fortunately, things change over time and here we are, 42 years later, on the Mekong Delta cruising the narrow channels through mangroves in a longboat and visiting floating fruit and vegetable markets. Superstitions prompt many of the boats to sport evil eyes to ward off danger and carry a yellow chrysanthemum for good luck in the new year. These adorn the already colorful paint schemes and funky boat designs. Ours and many others were powered with a put-put motor announcing their presence.
The country is officially communist but private business was allowed starting in the late ‘90s and free enterprise is definitely thriving. The hard working and entrepreneurial Vietnamese have done much, leading one to ponder the changes the next 10 years will bring. It seems that time, rather than war, is the real threat to communism.
The first photo is riding on the long boat through the canals.
The second photo is of the boats painted with the evil eye.
The third photo is of the shanties along the delta.En savoir plus
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- Jour 73
- samedi 28 février 2015
- ☀️ 36 °F
- Altitude: 6 m
VietnamẤp Đông10°21’29” N 106°47’14” E
Ho Chi Minh City, Vietnam (from Jeff)

We had heard Ho Chi Minh City (still called Saigon by most here) has exploded in economic development in the past 15 years, but were stunned by the cityscape on our approach up the river to city center. The photo shows the impressive development that changes the skyline on a yearly basis and demonstrates what can happen with an 8% annual growth in GDP per year.
A far cry from communist, this city of nine million inhabitants is swarming with street vendors and local businesses that combine with five million motorcycles to create a raucous, exciting, and rather overwhelming environment. All 5 million motorcycles appear to be on the streets at once and crossing the street is an art form involving a steady, slow pace as they swarm past you. Even the sidewalks aren’t safe since the motorcycles tend to intermittently spill onto them. We saw 4 people on a motorcycle several times and the most dramatic load was a big screen TV in a box.
I fulfilled a long-term dream of eating durian, a fruit that smells like rotting flesh, but tastes heavenly if eaten while holding one’s nose. It smells bad enough that it is banned from many markets and all restaurants and you can smell the vendors that have it while walking by. It is kept in plastic wrap to stifle the stench and the lady who sold me my durian wore plastic gloves to hand it to me. I ate my nice, ripe durian (the taste was not particularly heavenly) and paid the price the rest of the day. Ali was concerned I wouldn’t be let back on the ship.
The first photo is the approach to Ho Chi Minh City from the ship.
The second photo is of the ever-present motorcycles.
The third photo is of the night market in the heart of the city.En savoir plus
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- Jour 75
- lundi 2 mars 2015
- ⛅ 82 °F
- Altitude: 8 m
ThaïlandeKhlong Bang Kho Lat13°40’2” N 100°22’16” E
Bangkok, Thailand

March 2nd and 3rd.
Bangkok is a bustling city of 19 million people who all seemed to be making street food at the same time. From fairly elaborate cooking set-ups to a small bowl with a couple of coals and a makeshift grate, you could get almost anything imaginable to eat, mostly in a skewered or ball delivery.
We enjoyed a very long day of walking and seeing much of the local culture through the street life, the shops and the apartment buildings and homes. We even delved into getting some clothing custom made (completed and delivered to the ship within 24 hours!). The surprise about that adventure was the wonderful people we met at the tailor shop including one young man who picked us up for a fitting in the afternoon; he managed to get us from the meeting point and back to the shop by using the sky train during rush hour and a tuk-tuk (see photo below). Another surprise was several young, professionally dressed women who approached us if we were studying a map saying “can I help?”. (As Caucasians, we do tend to stick out like sore thumbs.) In any case, the whole experience was a feast for both the senses and the eyes.
We have begun to have a true appreciation for this part of the world. It is such a different lifestyle than any we have ever seen. We have been lucky even to have had several guides who have been very sharing as far as what life is like for them. We have been comparing gun control, education, religion, and health care among many other topics.
This part of the trip has been quite overwhelming with one big city after another, but it is interesting to sample the flavor of each as each has such a different and rich culture.
Also, it has been a real challenge to get around Bangkok since the map and all the street signs are in Thai characters. Hmmmmm........
The first photo is a tuk-tuk amongst the motorcycles on the street.
The second photo is an outdoor street food vendor with various cauldrons of things cooking.
The third photo is a street scene in Bangkok - not easy to tell what the
signs say, bu the managed to find our way around.En savoir plus
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- Jour 78
- jeudi 5 mars 2015
- ⛅ 57 °F
- Altitude: Niveau de la mer
Natuna Sea0°10’33” N 104°3’45” E
Singapore, Singapore

March 5th and 6th.
Some of you probably know that the 5th was my birthday (I love birthday’s). First of all, our suite was decorated beautifully by our team that takes care of our room - champagne, balloons, rose petals spelling “happy b-day” on the bed. Then the 4 of us had freshly made hummus that Jeff had ordered and champagne on our balcony while we sailed in to the harbor at Singapore.
We have been planning for months to meet our friend Mark Zimmerman during our visit; Mark has lived in Singapore for 5 years and seemd willing to take the 4 of us on for 24 hours. Mark is the son of some dear friends of ours from home (Maurertown), Zip and Phyllis Zimmerman. He had supplied us with a wonderful itinerary before we arrived so we were very excited to see him as we came out of customs to begin our adventure. We were also very happy to turn ourselves over to Mark as our guide after some of the cities we have been trying to get through on our own the last couple of weeks.
We proceeded in the maxi-taxi to one of Mark’s special restaurants called “Jumbo’s” for pepper and chili crabs. We sat at our reserved table and were waiting for Mark’s friends Barry and Laura from Canada to join us. We were settling in with our drinks when I heard Jeff say “oh my, oh my” and Nancy say “holy crap”! I turned around to see Zip and Phyllis walk up to the table. They had been visiting Mark in Singapore for several weeks and planned it so it would coincide with our stop in Singapore. This was one of the biggest surprises we have ever had! They even kept their trip a secret from people back home for fear that someone would slip and give us a clue that they were going to be there. When Mark, Zip and Phyllis set their minds to a project like this, they are unstoppable. In any case, there were hugs all around and it meant a great deal to us to have a touch of home in the middle of our trip.
Our “tour guide” Mark arrived the next morning to take us to some of the popular sites in Singapore. We viewed the city state from the top of the Marina Bay Tower and sampled a special breakfast dish and, of course, a Singapore Sling. The best part of the day was a visit to Mark’s home “Bliss” where Zip and Phyllis were waiting. It felt like a calm oasis in the city, especially when we went up to the roof to see the infinity pool that looked over the city. Singapore is a very clean and organized city which was an enormous change from what we have experienced recently.
All too soon, it was time to go back to the ship. We did manage 45 minutes of power shopping before reboarding to be on our way to Kuala Lumpur.
The first photo is my birthday dinner.
The second photo is the Marina Bay Sands Tower.
The third photo is Mark's Bliss rooftop.En savoir plus

Mark ZimmermanThe Bliss Management Team was thrilled to have you in Singapore on your Birthday!
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- Jour 80
- samedi 7 mars 2015
- ⛅ 90 °F
- Altitude: 6 m
MalaisieLadang Lothian2°43’25” N 101°41’22” E
Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia

Kuala Lumpur was one of the ports that stands out as a surprise. There are times we go into a port with no expectations and discover a rich and diverse city such as this one. I’m not sure what I had in my mind about what I thought Kuala Lumpur (it is referred to as KL) would be, but I was definitely wrong. It is a cosmopolitan city that has a mix of skyscrapers, colonial architecture and extensive green space throughout the city.
Kuala Lumpur means “muddy estuary” and was begun in 1857 when Chinese traders set up shop here. KL gained it’s independence in 1957 and became Malaysia’s capital.
It is home to the Petronis Towers which are quite magnificent.
We got a taxi from the port into KL, which was about 1 hour away. Our taxi driver was also our tour guide and took us to some of the best sights in the city while also providing lots of information about the healthcare and education system (both free), the religious mode of the city(diverse and tolerant) and what his daily life is like.
We are slightly north of the Equator in KL so it is very hot and humid. We have not experienced the rain showers that generally occur each day and the seas remain extremely calm.
We have also been enjoying the vast array of boats that are in both the harbors and out at sea in Southeast Asia. They have more character than you can imagine and are colorful and stout. There are some that we refer to as low-riders whose decks are barely above the water line. Jeff told me the other day that I wouldn’t believe how many photos of boats he had taken.
As we came out of Singapore harbor on our way to KL, there were literally hundreds of ships parked outside the entrance to Singapore harbor. It was a surreal sight to see all these ships awaiting their turn in this incredibly busy port.
The first photo is the palace in KL. The prime ministers from each region rotate living here.
The second photo is a street scene.
The third photo in the Petronis TowersEn savoir plus
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- Jour 81
- dimanche 8 mars 2015
- ⛅ 86 °F
- Altitude: 7 m
MalaisieBukit Minyak5°18’35” N 100°26’13” E
Penang, Malaysia

This was another surprising port. Penang is Malaysia’s oldest British settlement. Captain Francis Light took possession of Penang in 1786 when it was a dense jungle and mainly uninhabited. It was declared a free port status and the island quickly became a cultural melting pot with an eclectic mix of races and religions. The main town of Georgetown is noted for the largest collection of pre-war houses in all of southeast Asia. The many colonial buildings were virtually unscathed through history and have been declared a World Heritage Site.
There is a thriving Chinatown and Little India here which give visitors an eyeful of ornament, street food, temples and every nationality of people you can imagine. The market was interesting until we walked by the area where chickens went from cage to table within just a few minutes. There are some things that give a little too much information. At times like this, Nancy and I become even more interested in vegetarian options. Talk about too much information, the olfactory impact is sometimes good, but when it’s bad, it can almost stop your forward momentum.
The amazing sights of southeast Asia continue to enthrall us and it often takes us an evening to talk through some of the things we have seen and are trying to process.
If nothing else, we are getting an incredible geography lesson of this area.
After a stop in Phuket tomorrow, we will sail across the the Bay of Bengal to Sri Lanka for some non-urban wildlife adventures.
The first photo is a shore scene showing local fishing boats.
The second photo is a street scene.
The third photo is showing the colonial architecture next to a temple.En savoir plus
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- Jour 82
- lundi 9 mars 2015
- ⛅ 90 °F
- Altitude: 18 m
ThaïlandeBan Phara8°4’52” N 98°22’18” E
Phuket, Thailand

March 9th.
We sailed into Phuket on a very hot morning. We had been in ports for the past 4 days, did not have a specific excursion planned and did not feel very adventuresome. Occasionally there is a very strong taxi union in a particular area so the ship is unable to run a shuttle into town (in this case, town was about 8 miles away). The taxi drivers/hawkers were standing at the exit to the port yelling and trying to get everyone’s attention. They were also quoting very high prices and very different prices to various people. The locals had set up a very nice market at the port so we called it our last shopping day in southeast Asia and had a little relaxing time.
The sail away was particularly beautiful - late afternoon sunshine with myriad mystical islands all around us.
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Laura FogleI would be interested to know the exact pronunciation of this place? Perhaps it lines up with the description? F___it!

Laura FogleP.S. Hearing the sprig peepers now. We are thawing out here in Virginia! The crocus are blooming and the daffodills are pushing up theough the ground. Spring is nearly here! Miss you.

Ali and Jeff CarithersHi Laura! Actually the "u" is long! Miss you too. Listen to the peepers for us!
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- Jour 85
- jeudi 12 mars 2015
- ⛅ 90 °F
- Altitude: Niveau de la mer
Sri LankaPitawatan Point6°7’47” N 81°8’42” E
Hambantota, Sri Lanka

This was a huge port that opened 2 years ago with the thought of expansion in Sri Lanka. We learned that we were only the 2nd cruise ship to have docked there since it opened. There is not much of a town here so we used it primarily to go out into the other areas of Sri Lanka that had a little more to offer.
We took a safari into Yala National Park with the hope of seeing some wild animals.
After visiting many large cities the past couple of weeks, we were especially appreciative of being out in a natural setting. We didn’t realize how much we had missed birdsong until we stopped bouncing along in our safari jeep and listened to the glorious sounds of nature. This is one park that you can be just about 10’ away from a small herd of water buffalo lounging in a pond and grunting, and they barely notice you.
We saw 4 elephants - Sri Lankan elephants are smaller in overall size than African elephants and have smaller ears. Also, most of them do not have tusks. We saw many different types of birds, including a painted stork, as well as wild boar, jackals, spotted deer and a relatively rare siting of a leopard. The leopard was lying in a tree yawning the afternoon away as we excitedly took dozens of photos.
The bus ride home was lots of chattering about the great things everyone had seen. All in all, a fabulous day.
The photos are of some of the things we saw in Yala National Park.En savoir plus
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- Jour 86
- vendredi 13 mars 2015
- ⛅ 86 °F
- Altitude: Niveau de la mer
Gulf of Mannar6°52’58” N 79°37’44” E
Colombo, Sri Lanka

We knew that our day in Colombo would be a busy one - we had a trip planned to the Pinnawala Elephant Orphanage. Now, the fact that it was Friday, the 13th and we were put on bus #4 (we have learned that the number 4 is unlucky in Hong Kong) didn’t bother us too much. We decided that the 2 bad numbers cancelled each other out and it really meant good luck - that’s my story and I’m sticking to it.
We took a train ride out of Colombo heading for the mountains. We had been warned that there were would be a lot of additional security around since the prime minister of India was visiting Colombo that day - something that hasn’t happened in over 30 years. There have been quite a few changes in Sri Lanka politics recently, but we really didn’t notice too much of anything.
The train did come to a jolting stop at one point and we were informed that there had been a “little derailment” of the train ahead of us, but they thought it would be “mended” quickly. Hmmm... Indeed, we were on our way fairly soon.
The elephant orphanage has been in operation for 40 years and cares for orphaned and abandoned baby elephants. They started with a small number of elephants and are now caring for about 60 through breeding. Most of the elephants are there for life since they are unable to survive in the wild without learning from their parents. We were able to see some feeding, but the highlight was when they brought 34 elephants down to the river that we were overlooking and turned them loose to play and bathe. They were having a great time splashing and interacting. A couple of them just laid down in the water and lounged.
A highlight for Jeff was the train ride back in a 1930’s vintage train. It was hard to keep him contained and he roamed the cars enjoying the decor.
We spent the night docked in Colombo and left at 6am for the Maldives. We will be sailing in the Indian Ocean in the high-risk piracy zone for the next 7 days. Jeff will provide his briefing on that next post. Stay tuned.
The first photo in the interior of the train.
The second photo is the elephants.
The third photo is the dancers and singers as we walked in. When we walked inside, Jeff asked Nancy and I what we thought of the elephant. We didn't see any elephant. When we went back outside, we realized we had walked within 2' of said elephant. That's how overwhelming everything is!En savoir plus
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- Jour 88
- dimanche 15 mars 2015
- 🌧 79 °F
- Altitude: Niveau de la mer
Laccadive Sea4°2’23” N 73°49’41” E
At sea in the Indian Ocean (from Jeff)

Pirate on board!
This title is false and true as you will soon see. We are now in the midst of a High Risk Area for piracy that encompasses a large part of the Indian Ocean. Shortly after we left Sri Lanka we entered the zone, which is so large because the pirates have taken to using hijacked “mother ships” from which to launch their small attack boats with boarding ladders. The use of mother ships allows them to go over 1000 miles from their old haunts along the Somalia coast.
We were briefed by our captain before entering the zone and a number of precautions are being taken. Our ships crew now includes some French security guards to assist our security crew with the 24/7 watches, we are prohibited from certain decks at night and we have been informed about alarms, procedures, etc.
Our ship can generate quite a speed (21 knots) so we can actually outrun some of the mother ships, but if they get close they can launch the fast boarding craft. If the situation arises we will do a zig zag route, not to evade but to create large waves to disrupt the boarding craft.
One advantage of our ship is we have a high freeboard, meaning that the ship sides have no balconies or other means of boarding for about 18 feet above the water line. A defensively weak area is the aft section where working decks are closer to the waterline. This is addressed with about 16 fire hose nozzles spraying continuously to hinder boarding in this area. The amount of water they put out doesn’t seem to be very intimidating, however, as you can see from the photo.
At night we try to be less conspicuous by keeping heavy drapes in our rooms drawn and dousing all deck lighting to run almost dark. We do use running lights although there were times in the past when ships were completely dark in transit.
Pirate activity has dropped considerably in the last two years with increasing military patrols. The pirates typically board freighters and average about $10 million in ransom per ship, which is higher yield than the fishing activities they used to do before they were displaced by large commercial fishing companies. One trick the pirates use is to threaten to blow up tankers with rocket propelled grenades unless the tanker allows them to board. I suppose all the alcohol on this ship could be quite explosive as well.
We say that any pirate would rapidly give up holding us for ransom due to the demands for specialty cocktails, menu requests and insistence on that particular sunny spot on the pool deck for our steamer chair. It turns out that we are already captives in a way since our Captain Corsaro’s name, when translated, is “pirate”!
The photo is of the fire hoses that run recycled water constantly to keep the water pressure up, so if they are needed to ward off a boarding pirate, they will be ready for a full pressure spray.En savoir plus
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- Jour 88
- dimanche 15 mars 2015
- ⛅ 86 °F
- Altitude: Niveau de la mer
Indian Ocean0°48’47” S 72°54’19” E
Male, Maldives

The Maldives is a chain of more than a thousand low-lying coral islands. In fact, the highest point in the entire chain is only 9’ above sea level. The fear is that the whole archipelago could be submerged within the next 30 years due to climate change.
We docked in the city of Male, which is not terribly interesting - the city covers only 1 square mile, but is populated by over 60,000 people. Definitely not conducive to strolling peacefully and enjoying the outdoors. It is a Muslim country under Sharia law and there are many rules for foreigners that are seemingly only tolerated. There are often protests that pop-up within the city without warning so we watched out for that.
We were a little frustrated to learn that there did not seem to be any information about snorkeling since we were in one of the prime coral reefs in the world(?). Everything we pursued through the ship and on the internet seemed extremely pricey and not very satisfying. So, relying on our good-naturedness, we decided that our day would be walking around the city.
As Jeff got a map before we left, the local concierge told us that we could go to a nearby island on a ferry (it cost a whopping 50 cents) and walk to a beach for some snorkeling. This all seemed very strange since everything we had researched was to the contrary.
We got our snorkel gear and suits and long pants and shirts to swim in (there was a question about how much could be exposed while on the beach - turned out it was just no bikinis and no indecent behavior). As we got off the tender, we started following some of the ship’s staff since they seem to always know where to find the beaches. We did get to a nice beach and did some good snorkeling with lots of diversity of coral and sea life. The bonus was that the water was quite clear and very warm so the trip was very worthwhile.
The morning announcement on the ship was that no pork or alcohol was to be taken into town. We all agreed that we would not tell on Jim who had bacon for breakfast.
The second photo is of the city of Male as we approached.
The first photo is of the ferry ride - not the plastic chair backs that are bolted to the benches - we think this was an upgrade from just benches at some point. The ferry was comfortable and crowded.En savoir plus
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- Jour 92
- jeudi 19 mars 2015
- ⛅ 46 °F
- Altitude: Niveau de la mer
Indian Ocean5°1’31” S 55°3’49” E
Victoria, Mahe, Seychelles

25 years ago I picked up a copy of “Islands”magazine and became entranced with the Seychelles in the Indian Ocean. Since then, I have tried many times to concoct a way of getting there. There were always a couple of things standing in the way; 1-it is a bit pricey to get there from just about any starting point and 2-it is about as far from home as you can possibly get. So, I have built this visit up in my mind for a very long time and, as we got closer to our stop there, I worried that I was setting myself up for disappointment. Could it possibly be as good as I had imagined for all these years?
It was.
It was simply the most beautiful island with the prettiest water and plant life that I have ever seen. Swimming in the lovely waters of the Indian Ocean while gazing at a distant island and seeing brightly-colored boats bobbing nearby was a moment I will remember always. The beaches are lined with huge, granite boulders that add to the drama and mystique of the island.
Our first stop to snorkel was fraught with drama since I had managed to step on a sea urchin. It hurt a lot and we all pondered how to handle the situation.
Several local guys on the beach offered to pee on it and that would take care of it. Hmmmmm - big decision, but no, I don't think so. We got back in the taxi and I could hear the brains of all three doctors whirring trying to decide the best next step. The decision was to stop at a pharmacy and get a needle to pick out the spines. The pharmacist assured Jeff I would be fine about the time I decided it really didn't hurt anymore. A good soak in the Indian Ocean would do the trick.
Now the next quest is to find a way to go back there someday!
The first photo is off the beach on the Seychelles
The second photo is some of the gorgeous granite boulders long the beach.
The third photo is of me happily swimming in the Indian Ocean.
The last photo is Jeff and I heading to dinner to dinner to celebrate our anniversary with me in my custom made dress from Bangkok.En savoir plus
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- Jour 95
- dimanche 22 mars 2015
- ⛅ 90 °F
- Altitude: 19 m
KenyaMtakuja4°9’37” S 39°38’19” E
Mombasa, Tsavo East, Africa

Having made it through most of the high-risk piracy zone, we arrived in Mombasa, Africa this morning. We had set up a private safari through the internet (yikes) and were planning to meet the driver as soon as we got off the ship. I had been communicating with the owner of the company and had felt some distrust through our emails and it wasn’t until we met that he realized I (Ali) was not a Muslim terrorist.
In any case, our trip lasted about 11 hours which included about 4 hours total driving on the 2 lane road that serves as the major artery between Mombasa and Nairobi, primarily for trucking. We quickly learned that lanes, center lines and speed limits are merely suggestions.
The 4 of us had all been on safari before, but none of us had been to this particular park. We had a wonderful day seeing dozens of African elephants, giraffe, ostrich (with babies!), cape buffalo, zebra, and lions. There was one point when the guide stopped the vehicle for us to see a lion - Nancy and I had the binoculars saying “where are they?”. It turns our they were lying about 6’ from our vehicle.
We had lunch at an open-air lodge that looked over a large watering hole that about 50 elephants were enjoying. There was a small stairwell that went down to an enclosure that was at the same level as the watering hole so we could see the elephants at close range.
The safari came to a close with an incredible dust storm that became a rain storm as it swept across the park.
The first photo is the road through the safari park as the dust blew on the right and the rain started on the left.
The second photo is a baby elephant - Mom was a little unhappy and trumpeted at us when we paid too much attention to the baby.
The third photo is the lion that was lying just little way away from our vehicle.En savoir plus
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- Jour 96
- lundi 23 mars 2015
- ⛅ 90 °F
- Altitude: Niveau de la mer
KenyaShelly Beach4°5’40” S 39°40’18” E
Mombasa, Kenya (from Jeff)

Mombasa is Kenya’s most important port and is situated on an island just on the coast. Arab sea traders influenced the city’s early history as did the Portuguese, who also controlled the city at times. It was ruled by Omanis for extended periods and the result is an African city with heavy influences of Muslim and European colonial architecture and culture.
Quite gritty, there were warnings on our ship about how best to safely visit the city. We had done a safari the first day of the stay, but wanted to explore the city itself on the second. We therefore took a ship shuttle bus into downtown and hired a local street guide to show us around for two hours for $10.
Our guide looked official at first glance with his patches, badges, epaulets and military boots but the “Revolucion” patch above his pocket and “Che Guevara” on his back revealed otherwise. His commanding, definitive presence led us through street traffic where he boldly crossed using only his outstretched hand to stop the taxis and tuk-tuks. We scurried to keep close to him and avoid being stranded in a no-man’s-land of vehicles.
He took us through spice markets where we bought several spices, not because we can bring them into the US, but just to be able to enjoy the colors and smells for awhile. He described historical sites and led us into a particularly bloody meat market where Ali almost threw up when a vendor pulled out a camel leg and hoof from under a table. It was a very dramatic moment!
The Arab/Africa blend that makes up Swahili culture was evident in the ornate balconies and doors of many of the buildings. The influence of the Omanis will also be seen in Zanzibar, our next stop.
The first photo is some of the architecture in Mombasa.
The second photo is Ali and our guide.
The third photo is the spice market we visited.En savoir plus
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- Jour 98
- mercredi 25 mars 2015
- 🌧 79 °F
- Altitude: Niveau de la mer
Indian Ocean6°29’24” S 39°38’19” E
Stone Town, Zanzibar, Tanzania (Jeff)

Zanzibar is known as the Spice Island and is part of Tanzania, located 22 miles off the mainland coast. I have unsuccessfully attempted to use this exotic island as a lure to get Ali to accompany me on some Tanzania trips in the past, so it was good to finally see it. I had tried to tempt her with the Zanzibar beaches and resorts but this visit involved exploring Stone Town, the cultural center of this mystical island.
The Arab and African blend creating the Swahili culture is much present in the narrow streets lined with decaying buildings, balconies and Swahili doors. The old town is known for its many hand-carved Swahili doors that are ornately studded with iron or brass spikes to prevent destruction by attacking axes or military elephants. The door frames and doors were the first thing put up when these buildings were constructed.
The island is heavily touristed leading to many hawkers trying to sell identical items. At first they were a plague to us but a monsoon scale rainstorm disbursed even them. We sought refuge in a market but the smells, blood and leaky roof flushed us back outside. We crossed ankle deep water flowing through the narrow streets, found our way to the dock and boarded our ship’s tender, which ferried us home.
The first photo is the monsoon-like rainstorm we experienced.
The second photo is Zanzibar's waterfront.
The third photo is the Swahili doors that were built in Zanzibar.En savoir plus
Dzaoudzi, Mayotte

So.... has anyone ever heard of Mayotte in the Comoros archipelago? I never did until today. We are 300 miles north of the tip of Madagascar and about the same distance from the coast of Africa. In other words, we are about as remote as a person can get - it is a third world country that has myriad opportunities, but no real way to capitalize on them. Mayotte is a “collectivite territoriale” of France which means they have many of the French-based standards, such as surfaced roads and minimum wage, which is 6 times the average minimum wage established by the adjacent non-French Cormoros Islands. This means they also have baguettes and croissants! We had the good luck to be on a zodiac boat which took us to an area near the reef that had dolphins and spinner dolphins that were very interested in our boats and the small wake that they created.
We then went to a small, deserted beach to snorkel. We saw some incredible living coral in colors of blue, purple, pink and lime green. There were fish that were different than any we had ever seen before. Schools of iridescent fish were pink initially, then turned turquoise as the school changed directions. Below were another group of fish that were just slightly bigger and more turquoise, and below that were larger brown fish with a cobalt blue saddle. One could simply hang in the water and experience a different underwater world that was completely captivating. My last swim in revealed a starfish that was about 24” in diameter and brilliant blue. Nancy reported seeing a similar one that was hot pink. Who knew that this world existed?
The guys who were leading our group called us all out of the water to go back to the ship with all of us saying “just 5 more minutes!”.
The geographical beauty of this area is astounding and we find ourselves looking at the numbers of islands and the crystalline water and feeling mesmerized.
The first photo is the spinner dolphins playing by our zodiac.
The second photo is one of the bays we went by.
The third photo is the women in town who wear a paste-like covering on their face to prevent wrinkles - kind of like wearing hair rollers out to dinner!En savoir plus

Laura FogleJust goes to show you that, no matter how remote a place in the world, women are always trying the latest beauty treatment!
Roland Zimmerman
Neat!
Roland Zimmerman
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Trish WolfeHappy Birthday Jim! Can't wit to hear about Bali!