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  • Hari 63

    Kota Kinabalu, Malaysia

    18 Februari 2015, Malaysia ⋅ ⛅ 84 °F

    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!
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  • Hari 66

    A Slow Boat To China

    21 Februari 2015, South China Sea ⋅ 🌬 82 °F

    February 20.
    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 first photo is the pilot exchange on the side of the ship.
    The second photo is a pilot boat in some rough water.
    The third photo is one of the "border collies" ready for action.
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  • Hari 66

    Haikou, China

    21 Februari 2015, China ⋅ ⛅ 79 °F

    February 21.
    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 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 werjust 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.
    The first photo is of a very active pingpong game. The second is the exercise area in action and the third is one of the dance events, all three photos in the park.
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  • Hari 67

    Hong Kong

    22 Februari 2015, South China Sea ⋅ ⛅ 70 °F

    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.
    The first photo is the visit to the temple - the haze is incense.
    The second photo is what we felt was a typical street scene(it's true, McDonalds is everywhere).
    The third photo is the beautiful Hong Kong skyline at night as seen from our ship.
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  • Hari 70

    Hoi An, Vietnam

    25 Februari 2015, Vietnam ⋅ ⛅ 82 °F

    February 25.
    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 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.
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  • Hari 72

    Mekong Delta, Vietnam

    27 Februari 2015, Vietnam ⋅ ⛅ 32 °F

    February 27th.
    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.
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  • Hari 73

    Ho Chi Minh City, Vietnam

    28 Februari 2015, Vietnam ⋅ ☀️ 36 °F

    February 28th.
    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.
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  • Hari 75

    Bangkok, Thailand

    2 Mac 2015, Thailand ⋅ ⛅ 82 °F

    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.
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  • Hari 78

    Singapore, Singapore

    5 Mac 2015, Natuna Sea ⋅ ⛅ 57 °F

    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.
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  • Hari 80

    Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia

    7 Mac 2015, Malaysia ⋅ ⛅ 90 °F

    March 7.
    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 os 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 Towers
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