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Tui Snider

Tui Snider

Inquisitive world traveler who writes books, gives talks & leads tours through historic cemeteries. My homebase is Texas, where I share a goth/tiki castle with my mad scientist husband & tabby cat. For my newsletter & more visit: TuiSnider.com Читать далее🇺🇸United States
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  • Tui SniderNovember 2023Путешественник

    Bangkok

    22 ноября 2023 г., Таиланд ⋅ ⛅ 79 °F

    Here are some random signs and sightings from our time in Bangkok.

    On our way through customs, I noticed a sign banning sex. First time I’ve seen such a ban, but I understand the reason behind it.

    I wasn’t surprised to see signs banning skimpy clothes at the temples, but this was the first time I’d ever seen signage chiding people for using Buddha for decorations and tattoos.

    And see that billboard? Not only were there a lot of them in Bangkok, but they were super sized, maybe four times the size I’m used to seeing in the USA. (Once again, Terry Gilliam’s movie “Brazil” comes to mind.)

    As we hurtled down the road, Larry goes, “Thailand must be more prosperous than Vietnam. I didn’t see a single billboard there.”

    I’d never thought of billboards as a sign of prosperity, but there you go.

    The “Bruce is loose” movie poster was part of a wall collage we passed by in Bangkok’s cramped and hectic Chinatown, and the sign banning durian was seen in the subway. Durian is a notoriously stinky fruit. I tried to eat it once…    Читать далее

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  • Tui SniderNovember 2023Путешественник

    Phu My to Saigon

    20 ноября 2023 г., Вьетнам ⋅ ☁️ 88 °F

    Phu My once, shame on you, Phu My twice, shame on me… (Couldn’t resist the pun.)

    The bus ride from the port of Phu My to Ho Chi Minch City (formerly Saigon) was nearly 3 hours long, but there was lots to see along the way.

    For starters, I noticed that the license plate on our bus had a little holder for burning incense.

    I was expecting a drive along a highway flanked by agriculture. Instead, the road passed by little towns for much of the way.

    In case you’re wondering, “be thui” is Vietnamese for “veal,” and “bo sua” means “dairy.” I wondered what all those cow statues were about. They are simply letting you know you can buy milk there.    Читать далее

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    Saigon Street Vendors

    20 ноября 2023 г., Вьетнам ⋅ ☁️ 90 °F

    From a distance skyscrapers dominate the skyline, and Ho Chi Minh City looks like any other metropolis.

    Once there, skyscrapers fade into the background as street-life takes center stage.

    Not only do brick and mortar eateries offer sidewalk seating, but vendors of all sort set up shop there, too.

    So rather than looking up, you must keep your eyes down while weaving through a maze of people. Everywhere you go, there are vendors, customers seated on tiny stools, and clusters of empty stools. Every sidewalk is an obstacle course.

    I was amazed by the amount of items vendors heft around. They must be in amazing shape.

    And when it’s time to do dishes, they wash them right on the sidewalk. If you look closely, you can even see a sponge sitting right on the cement.

    Big cities tend to overwhelm me, but I really enjoyed Ho Chi Minh City. (The shady book vendor’s street and the tasty Vietnamese coffee probably helped.)    Читать далее

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  • Tui SniderNovember 2023Путешественник

    Saigon Market

    20 ноября 2023 г., Вьетнам ⋅ ☁️ 90 °F

    We strolled through a hectic market in Ho Chi Minch City which catered to tourists and locals alike.

    “Pho” is pronounced “fuh” so there were some punny t shirts on display.

    I got a kick out of the kitty hanging out by the fish display. I saw another one getting handouts from a storekeeper who was eating her lunch.

    I also saw some animal goods: butterflies, bats, centipedes, and so forth mounted in displays, as well as a variety of alcoholic drinks that featured scorpions, geckoes, snakes, and even seahorses preserved inside.

    Yikes! I know seahorses are endangered in some areas, but I’m not sure about the other animals I saw.    Читать далее

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  • Tui SniderNovember 2023Путешественник

    Ho Chi Minh City Post Office

    20 ноября 2023 г., Вьетнам ⋅ ☁️ 88 °F

    That Gustav Eiffel and his ironwork sure gets around. Not only did he design the Eiffel Tower, but we saw a cathedral he designed in Arica, Chile and today in Vietnam we saw a cool post office he designed.

    It was hectic in there, but I was glad to see that not only did they sell posts cards, but they provided seating where you could write your missives.

    Coolie hats are everywhere in Vietnam. Sure, they are a tourist item, but not only do locals where them, but they quite often use them as baskets, and in this case, as lampshades.

    As much as I adore hats, I did not buy one. Not sure how that happened. I’m just as surprised as you!    Читать далее

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    Walking in Ho Chi Minh City

    20 ноября 2023 г., Вьетнам ⋅ ☁️ 88 °F

    It was hot and humid in Ho Cho Minh City, so we chose the shady side of the street when possible while traipsing to the local cathedral, which it turns out, was completely enshrouded by scaffolding and closed to the public.

    Win some, lose some!

    Besides, the city itself is an attraction and we enjoyed the sights along our stroll.

    One thing that surprised me was how bundled up most locals were. Despite the heat, many wore zippered hoodies. Long sleeves and pants were the norm.

    The woman squatting beside her dressed up dog is par for the norm around here.

    We passed an apartment building that had balconies covered in signage. Can you imagine living there? At night your porch is likely bathed in neon light.    Читать далее

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  • Tui SniderNovember 2023Путешественник

    So Many Scooters

    20 ноября 2023 г., Вьетнам ⋅ ☁️ 86 °F

    Even though Thailand holds the record for most motorbikes per capita, the family car in South Vietnam certainly appears to be a scooter.

    The variety of items people manage to carry on these scooters is impressive.

    I’m was also fascinated by the equivalent of UPS packages being delivered via scooter, and I wonder what happens when you have to leave work early, but your bike is buried deep in its parking slot?    Читать далее

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  • Tui SniderNovember 2023Путешественник

    Vietnamese Coffee

    20 ноября 2023 г., Вьетнам ⋅ ☁️ 86 °F

    My first job as an adult was as a receptionist in Seattle’s Chinatown. It was there I first tried (and fell in love with) Vietnamese coffee.

    Needless to say, I was excited to try a bona fide cup on my first ever trip to Vietnam.

    After a lengthy bus ride from the port to Ho Chi Minh City, we needed a bathroom, so we popped into a McDonald’s and had our first cup of Ca Phe Sua Da.

    McDonald’s food isn’t winning any Michelin stars, but one thing I’ve learned in my world travels is that they make excellent coffee drinks.

    If you’ve never had traditional Vietnamese coffee, it’s a densely brewed robusta mixed with sweetened condensed milk. From there you can add your choice of ice or hot water.

    In my Chinatown days, the restaurant would bring the coffee to your table in a set up like you see in the first photo: a nice layer of sweetened condense milk on the bottom with a “phin” on the cup slowly dripping black coffee on top. (And for some reason, all the phins in Seattle’s Chinatown had Woody Woodpecker etched on top.)

    I used to order a Vietnamese coffee on my way to take the deposit to the bank. On my return to the office, I’d pop into the restaurant and enjoy my tasty treat. Ah, such fond memories!

    In Vietnam, they bring the coffee out to you already mixed. As you can see, people sit on tiny stools. Everywhere we walked, we’d thread our way through clusters of people enjoying coffee and chatting.

    Later in the day, we stopped at a cafe called Say Coffee. I wanted to sit on the little stools, but by then we really needed to bask in some air conditioning.

    Larry had another tasty Ca Phe Sua Da, but I opted for a new to me beverage,
    Ca Phe Trung, which is coffee with an egg yolk in it.

    Milk shortages in the 1940s inspired bartender named Nguyen Van Giang to whisk an egg yolk onto milk as a way to stretch supplies. This created a taste sensation that is still enjoyed today.

    While I found it tasty, Ca Phe Sua Da remains my favorite. In fact, I could go for a cup right now…    Читать далее

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  • Tui SniderNovember 2023Путешественник

    Monuments to the Childless

    18 ноября 2023 г., Малайзия ⋅ 🌧 84 °F

    When a Kadazan couple died without having children, a wooden monument like this was placed on their land. With no children to pass the land to, their nearest kin could see this monument (aka sininggazonak) and use it to claim the property as their own.

    It was also forbidden for Kadazan women to claim property and belongings of their husband after his death.

    The Sininggazonak monuments are long lasting because they are made from a jungle hardwood. The one shown here dates to 1965. It seems to be a symbol of the Sabah Muzium.    Читать далее

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    Borneo Headhunters

    18 ноября 2023 г., Малайзия ⋅ 🌧 84 °F

    One of the bamboo houses at the Heritage Village is nicknamed “the Skull Hut,” and with good reason!

    The Kadazandusun tribe of Borneo used to be headhunters. They would hang a collection of skulls (often embellished with seashells and animal bones) from the rafters of their houses.

    These skull collections, aka bangkavans, would be handed down through generations. So even though headhunting stopped over 100 years ago, many bangkavans still exist.

    The Kadazandusun people believe these skulls bring good fortune to those who own them. When owned by a family, bangkavan bring good fortune to the household. When kept in a communal building these skulls protect villagers from illness and bad luck.

    The Sabah Muzium, therefore, invited tribal people to perform a special ceremony called a “Mensilad” when they installed the skull exhibit here.

    And as Gwenda told us, “Every few years, they must have another ceremony. Otherwise, skulls create mischief. We don’t need their mischief.”    Читать далее

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    Borneo’s Bamboo Huts

    18 ноября 2023 г., Малайзия ⋅ 🌧 84 °F

    Kota Kinabalu’s Heritage Village gives visitors the chance to wander through bamboo huts which are replicas of actual tribal housing.

    Gwenda told us Borneo is home to 47 different ethnic groups, so there were similarities and differences.

    The first house pictured here is an example from the Rungus people. They are a farming tribe who live together in longhouses. There’s a long hallway off and share area with separate rooms for each family. They build these longhouses near water, and they farm tapioca, maize, and “hill paddy,” (although I’m not sure what that is.)

    To get in and out, there are stairs made by carving notches into a single tree trunk. They were easier to use than I expected, even in the slippery rain.

    Do you see the house with the tree house? That’s where unmarried daughters of the Bonggi tribe sleep. Like the Rungus, they do some farming, but they also fish.

    The Kadazandusun also have a separate sleeping area for unmarried daughters. Rather than a treehouse, however, they have a loft inside. After going to bed, the ladder is taken away. If the girls need to get up at night, they call out for their parents to bring the ladder back.

    The last replica house we visited was for the Murut tribe, who used to be headhunters. Our guide had a thick accent, so when I heard Gwenda say, “Now we go see the headhunter’s trampoline,” I was sure I’d misheard her.

    But no! It’s true. To celebrate their conquests, headhunters would jump on trampolines like the one you see here.

    What a surprise!    Читать далее

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    Kota Kinabalu City

    18 ноября 2023 г., Малайзия ⋅ ☁️ 86 °F

    I didn’t realize that Borneo is the 3rd largest island in the world. Not only that, but it’s host to 3 different countries: Brunei, Indonesia, and Malaysia.

    Today we visited Kota Kinabalu, which is a city in the Sabah state of Malaysia. Our guide, Gwenda, spoke in broken English, but it didn’t take long to get used to her cadence.

    The tour started with a drive through the city, stopping at two mosques and a market along the way.

    We’ve visited open air markets all over the world. This one wins for having the narrowest aisles. They were just wide enough for person to walk through. I had to pu my purse in front of me to keep from knocking things over.

    We spoke to two sweet ladies in the market. They were happy to pose for pictures with me. Wonder if they posted them to their social media, and if so, how their captions read? (“Met this silly American lady today…”)

    We got stuck in traffic on the way back, so Gwenda regaled us with tales of daily life on Borneo. She told us that, “Even you have office job, still go to jungle when mushrooms grow, still find food. Even you live apartment, still pick fruit by road.”

    She told us that her mother was Christian, her father Muslim, and her grandparents, “still worship old gods.” Her grandmother taught her about medicinal plants, for instance.    Читать далее

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  • Tui SniderNovember 2023Путешественник

    Outrigger Ride to the Cave

    16 ноября 2023 г., Филиппины ⋅ ☀️ 86 °F

    Getting from the beach to the cave was another adventure. I’ve included a couple short videos to show how from a distance the outriggers look like crabs walking on water.

    My favorite part was when the captain cut the noisy engine. He did this just as we turned the corner. With just the rudder to steer us, we surfed into the beach cove. It was fun!

    Since we were the last passengers of the day, our outrigger served as a water taxi for other boat pilots who had moored their boats. To hitch a ride, they bobbed in the water, then climbed onto our boat as we drove by.

    I’ve included a photo of a sweet pooch I saw as we waited our turn. There were a lot of stray dogs on Palawan and they all seemed to be this same breed. On the ride home we saw so many dogs sleeping in the road that we began calling the right lane “the dog lane.”    Читать далее

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    Underground River Tour

    16 ноября 2023 г., Филиппины ⋅ ☀️ 86 °F

    Not only is the St Paul Underground River a UNESCO World Heritage site, but it is also the longest navigable underground river in the world.

    Our canoe ride through the river is a major highlight of this trip. After a half hour outrigger ride from a nearby beach, it’s a short walk through a lush forest to reach the mouth of the cave.

    We were warned not to make eye contact with any monkeys along the way, since they like to snatch purses and cell phones. I would have enjoyed more time hiking through the Puerto Princesa Subterranean River National Park. I can easily envision spending a week or two here.

    At the river’s edge, we donned hard hats and climbed into outrigger canoes. Each boat carried six to eight people, with a professional guide at the helm.

    We were fitted with audio guides that had one ear piece. Our guide timed our journey through the cave to sync with the narrative, which was informative and well-produced.

    Not only are visitors asked not to speak in the cave, but several times we were reminded to keep our mouths closed when looking up to avoid ingesting guano.

    As we entered the cave the main sounds were dripping stalactites, the rhythmic splash of our guide’s paddle, and the erratic chatter of bats.

    The cave is full of bats, and they flew quite near at times, especially near the cave entrance.

    The only illumination came from our guide’s headlamp. At times during the two mile trip, we were in completely darkness.

    As you can imagine, this made it hard to take photos, but I managed to get a few shots. (If you watch the video, be sure to turn up the volume!)

    It was an enchanting experience. The lack of human chatter really lets you soak in the unique atmosphere.

    If you ever get a chance to visit Puerto Princesa Subterranean River National Park, don’t hesitate! They only let 14 canoes visit the cave each day, and we were the last boat that day.    Читать далее

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  • Tui SniderNovember 2023Путешественник

    Buena Vista View (River Cave part one)

    16 ноября 2023 г., Филиппины ⋅ ⛅ 88 °F

    After a frustrating start and much confusion, our day in Puerto Princesa turned into a wonderful adventure.

    Last time we were here, Lar and I booked a tour with 3 B’s Travel. For a set price, they would pick us up at the ship and take us to a national park where we would float through a cave with an underground river.

    It was such a great deal that when we told our friend, Sherry, about it, she asked to join us.

    I communicated with our guide via WhatsApp and it seemed straight forward… Even so, I had a niggling feeling in my gut that there were some hidden strings.

    Unfortunately, I was right.

    No sooner did our guide meet us at the ship than he said we needed to wait until he could gather at least 7 more people for the tour. He told us it might take up to two hours.

    Standing around in the heat and humidity on a busy street for two hours was not going to cut it, especially for Sherry, who is 82, and uses walking sticks for stability.

    The guide said we could leave right away, just the three of us, but it would cost more. We haggled and finally agreed on a price for a private tour that was supposed to leave immediately.

    “OK. Follow me,” he said. He then herded us up a steep hill, before ‘parking’ the three of us at the corner of a lush alley and a busy street. “The van will pick us up in 15 minutes.”

    As we stood there, one van after another drove by, which was another concern. The caves limit the amount of daily visitors. If we didn’t get going quickly, we could miss our chance.

    Fifteen minutes turned into 25, so we bailed and started walking back to the ship. (Poor Sherry! It was steep and uneven. But what a trooper. She did not complain, except to be irritated by the run around we were getting.)

    Our guide chased us the whole way, begging us to wait and apologizing like crazy. At the bottom of the hill, tour guides and taxi drivers bombarded us from all sides.

    We finally wound up joining a group of seven other folks from the ship. I think our original dude still got a cut of the money, but it was now with a different tour agency.

    After piling into the van, our relief was short lived because this guy drove us to a tour agency where it took half an hour for all of us to pay. We then boarded another van with a new driver, Martin, who spoke little English.

    The first thing Martin did was stop to gas up. Not sure why they didn’t do this in advance, but there you go.

    All in all, we departed two hours later than originally planned. It was a pretty drive through the countryside, and I enjoyed seeing all the bamboo huts.

    I’ve also included a photo of a guy selling ice cream on foot. He walked around ringing a bell and digging out cold treats from the ice chest over his shoulder.

    As we entered the national park, Martin made several phone calls. I don’t understand Tagalog, but his voice sounded terse, and the way he kept scowling at a piece of paper with an address scrawled on it every few minutes did not inspire much confidence.

    Finally, Martin pulled over and chatted with a man selling bananas by the roadside. From the man’s tone of voice and gestures, it seemed like he was giving Martin directions.

    “What’s going on?”asked the woman behind me. “Are we lost?”

    “I think he’s trying to sell us for medical experiments,” I joked.

    Eventually, Martin made a u turn. When I asked where we were going, all he would say was, “Buena Vista View.”

    Other passengers began shouting questions up to us in the front.

    “Can we stop for a toilet?”

    “Yes, yes. Buena Vista View,” replied Martin.

    “Are we going to lunch?”

    “Yes, yes. Buena Vista View.”

    “Are we too late for the caves?”

    “Yes, yes. Buena Vista View! Buena Vista View!”

    “Where are we going?”

    “Yes, yes. Buena Vista View. Only 3 kilometer. Buena Vista View!”

    Buena Vista View turned out to be a pretty white building with a platform overlooking the jungle that did indeed offer us a Buena Vista. The air smelled of freshly blooming Frangipani, and there were toilets, which were also fragrant, but not pleasantly so.

    Best of all, we picked up our English speaking guide, ER, who explained the day’s itinerary, and took the confusion out of the situation.

    Apparently, Martin accidentally drove by the prearranged pickup point, which was why he was so frantic.

    After Buena Vista View, we squeezed ER into the van with us and headed back to the national park, where we enjoyed an outdoor buffet of Filipino food. I especially enjoyed the fried spinach and mini bananas.    Читать далее

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    Hong Kong at Night

    12 ноября 2023 г., Гонконг

    Hong Kong boasts more skyscrapers than any other city. Its skyline stretches on and on, with layer upon layer jutting up from the hills like sharp teeth. By day it’s daunting and gray, but at night it’s like a colorful star system twinkling in the distance.

    On the night our ship was due to leave, we watched a local pilot climb onto our ship, a ground crew gather to cast off lines, and a tugboat lingering nearby to escort us out of the harbor.

    We looked forward to watching the sunset as we left port, but it was not to be. Thirty passengers failed to go through immigration in time. Again and again the cruise director came over the intercom to call them by name, imploring them to go through the mandatory immigration. As a result, we left port three hours late.

    Not only is this rude of the passengers, but the ship had to pay the pilot, ground crew, and tugboat for their time. We found out from crew members that on top of that, the harbor leveled a fine against the ship. Sheesh!    Читать далее

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    Hong Kong Port

    12 ноября 2023 г., Гонконг ⋅ ☁️ 79 °F

    The cruise port terminal in Hong Kong is built where the runway to the “most dangerous airport in the world” once stood. These days the runway has been replaced by a long building with a rooftop garden. We could easily see the garden from our ship. It seems to be a popular picnic site. Some families even pitched little tents up there for their children to play in.

    I include the last picture here to show the path required to enter the cruise terminal. See how labyrinthine it is? For me and Larry, it simply meant walking a bit more, but for passengers with limited mobility, it was quite frustrating.    Читать далее

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    Nan Lien Garden

    12 ноября 2023 г., Гонконг ⋅ ⛅ 77 °F

    A free shuttle whisked us from the Hong Kong cruise port terminal to a busy mall. Instead of shopping, however, Larry and I walked to a public garden.

    Nan Lian Garden is a classical Chinese style garden. It’s managed by a Buddhist nunnery and is short listed to be a UNESCO World Heritage Site.

    Not only does Hong Kong have more skyscrapers than any other city in the world, but it has the highest population density, with 6,500 people per square mile.

    Nan Lian Garden offers a much needed dose of serenity amid the frantic pace of the city. Not only does peaceful Chinese music play quietly on speakers throughout the grounds, but signs clearly state that visitors are expected to be quiet.

    They even ban “frolicking” which made me laugh for some reason. I also got a kick out of the skull and crossbones with a little red bow on its head on a sign saying, “Danger! Keep out!” The sign was placed on a grassy hill that seemed rather benign to me! (Perhaps the Buddhist nuns have a sense of humor?)

    One of the buildings in the garden featured beautiful stones. Some of the stones were accompanied by philosophical sayings, such as, “Rocks carry us back to ancient times. Water makes us far sighted. Water and rocks are essential to a landscape garden.”
    (Zhangwuzhi, Chapter 3, Water and Rocks, Ming Dynasty)

    The plants, rocks, and water definitely worked their magic on Larry and me. We both felt calm and relaxed after our afternoon at Nan Lian Garden.    Читать далее

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    Tin Hau Temple

    12 ноября 2023 г., Гонконг

    After escaping the pushy merchants at the jade market, Larry and I wandered into the Tin Hau Temple.

    Tin Hau is the Goddess of Seafarers, and the main altar is dedicated to her. According to the sign out front, other shrines throughout the temple are dedicated to “the local earth gods.”

    The scent of sandalwood lingered on our clothing after our visit here. As you can see, coils of incense burn overhead throughout the temple.    Читать далее

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    4 Hong Kong Markets

    11 ноября 2023 г., Гонконг ⋅ ☁️ 77 °F

    Our Hong Kong guide, Patrick, was excellent. His jokes kept us on our toes, but he shared a lot about his life, the culture, politics, and history.

    As part of our tour, he took us to 4 different markets in Hong Kong: Stanley Market, a bird market, a jade market, and a flower market.

    Along the way he asked if we had any questions. “As a matter of fact, I do,” piped a woman with a strong Brooklyn accent. “You’re taking us to all these markets, but I wanna know where the Chinatown is.”

    As the bus full of passenger erupted o to giggles, Patrick calmly explained that, “Everywhere is Chinatown, madame. This is Hong Kong. You are in China!”

    You’d think that would have been e Pugh, but the lady wouldn’t back down. She insisted for the rest of the tour that, “Hong Kong is known for its Chinatown. I read it online.”

    “Where did you read this, madame? Please tell me. I’m Chinese. I live here. If we had a Chinatown, I would know.”

    Hoo whee! I’m sure Patrick will work this anecdote into his routine! People will probably think it’s a joke, but I was there. That lady was real.

    Anyway…

    In Stanley Market, we saw lots of “neon” lights made with LEDs, along with electronics, and general souvenirs. Our guide said locals jokingly call it “Caucasian Town.”

    “There are Chinatowns all over the world,”he explained. “There ought to be a Caucasian Town here in China, right?”

    The bird market was a narrow alley filled with an array of bird cages, birds, as well as crickets, grasshoppers, and meal worms to feed them. Patrick said birds were especially popular pets for men.

    Every morning, a man will take his bird to the nearby park. “Man to man conversation. Bird to bird conversation.”

    Patrick said his dad “walked” their bird every morning and always came home in a better mood.

    I didn’t take too many photos at the jade market, although it was very pretty. Patrick warned us that, “the jade merchants are very pushy” and he as right. I merely glanced at some bracelets, and the next thing you know, a woman was sliding them onto my wrists. They were pretty, but way out of my budget, like $200 and up for a bracelet.

    The flower market was beautiful and smelled lovely, too. All in all, visiting these open air markets in Hong Kong was a colorful experience.    Читать далее

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    Floating Village

    11 ноября 2023 г., Гонконг ⋅ ☁️ 79 °F

    We took a sampan ride through the Aberdeen Typhoon Shelter, a part of Hong Kong famous for floating seafood restaurants in a harbor protected from heavy storms.

    A cluster of fishing boats moor together here, as well, creating a floating village. These days only 200 or so people live there, but the number used to be much higher.Читать далее

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    Bamboo Scaffolding

    11 ноября 2023 г., Гонконг ⋅ ☁️ 79 °F

    Just as in Japan, people drive on the left in Hong Kong. But unlike Japan, I saw signs on the pavement reminding us to “look left.”

    I saw a lot of folks wearing wide brimmed straw hats, but what really intrigued me was the bamboo scaffolding; it’s everywhere!

    I expected hustle and bustle, but I didn’t expect all the butterflies. Hong Kong is full of them.    Читать далее

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  • Tui SniderNovember 2023Путешественник

    Victoria Peak

    11 ноября 2023 г., Гонконг ⋅ ☁️ 77 °F

    We took a funicular up to the top of Victoria Peak, but it was a drizzly day in Hong Kong, so the view kept disappearing.

    The floor of the funicular tram is wavy, so when we were at a steep angle, Larry was able to stand up… but it looked crooked. So clever!

    We had lunch at the historic Victoria Peak restaurant, which felt like a ski lodge with Asian touches.

    Afterward, I was too full to try eating an eggette, but don’t they look interesting? The flavors intrigue me, too: coriander, bacon and egg, peanut butter, and even chocolate.

    Maybe next time!    Читать далее

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