Written on 2nd January 2017
I’m in writing heaven. I’m sitting on a train looking out at snow covered trees and rooftops and thinking about a moment roughly ten years ago. Some moments stick with you more clearly than others. About ten years ago, I came to the realisation that I should stop buying stuff I didn’t really need and instead spend my money on traveling and collecting memories. It’s liberating. I still have random spending plurges but they are significantly less frequent. I am also donating vociferously.
This year, Alex and I decided to take a trip to Tokyo during New Years before we head up north to Otaru and Kiroro for snowboarding. It’s out of the norm for us. Usually New Years is spent at home. Now that we’re out, I realise that it gives the trip a different kind of flavor. Every country has their own tradition during New Years and the vibe is different.
If you’ve ever been to Tokyo, you’d know how crazy busy it can be with everyone on schedules and rushing to get to the destination. The Japanese are orderly, so no matter how busy it is, it’s quiet yet buzzing. Try standing still at Shinjuku station on a busy workday morning and you’d know what I mean.
During New Years however, the vibe is different. From the 30th to 1st, every thing slows downs. People are still hurrying around, but it’s with a suitcase and luggage to go home for the holidays. Faces are relaxed and the general atmosphere is one of relaxation. You can feel it in the air.
Restaurants and shops close early on the 31st so plan your eating schedule well. On the 1st, many shops and restaurants are closed though apparently more and more are remaining open. Even though they are open, I feel that the English speakers seem to be fewer in number.
On New Years Eve and New Year Day, people go out to pray at temples and shrines. We went to the Meiji shrine. It’s also a day of shopping. From the 1st to 3rd, shops go on sale and people go crazy shopping. More details to follow. 🙂
We’re almost arriving at Otaru now. xoxo
Happy New Year my readers! First of all, I’d like to thank all my readers for your comments and for sharing your updates with me. Although I have not written as much as I would have liked to, some of you have continued to keep touch and in the meanwhile inspired me as well.
Looking back, 2016 for me was probably one of the craziest, funniest and unexpected years in a long time. There were so many changes going on both globally, in Thailand and within my work itself. Changes to challenge us all. I’m also grateful for all my family and friends. It’s been a year of reunions with friends from times past and a year of unexpected happenings. So much is going on, the question now is what are we going to do in 2017?
For 2017, I hope you continue to stay healthy, exercise and have some ‘Me’ Time. With those things, we can achieve anything we set our minds to. Stay focused and ‘just do it’ I wish you all lots of success in all you endeavour.
Lots of love from snowy Japan somewhere in between the airport and Otaru.
PS. I’m going to start blogging about Tokyo, Otaru and snowboarding now so keep posted!
Whenever I am traveling, I always try to find out where the farmers’ market is and make a note of visiting it. Many times I’d even plan the trip so that on Saturdays or Sundays I am in cities where there are markets. There’s something about walking around rows and rows of fresh food, straight from the farm that just makes my heart glow. I love the hustle and bustle of the place and to be able to ask the seller all sorts of questions. Wellington, of course, has a lovely farmers’ market on Sundays and without doubt, Alex and I had to visit.
We went to the harbourside market (http://www.harboursidemarket.co.nz). It’s not too far off from Te Papa museum and as it’s name, it is right by the Harbourside. Unlike the Saturday night market, it is significantly larger with a lot more shops. There are stalls selling everything from fresh vegetables, fruits, breads, to duck truffled onion soup and pizza. I love it. It’s a good walk in the morning and if you wake up early, it opens at 7.30am so you can visit it before you start your day.
The market is outdoors and in a large space, so you don’t feel crowded and the noise level doesn’t get high. I love it. You can take a leisurely stroll and everyone is in a pleasant mood. I mean, who wouldn’t be surrounded by all the food! There are clowns there to entertain children and benches on which you can have your sandwich or roast chicken.
Being somewhat avocado crazy, I had to check out the Avos or avocadoes at the market. Imported avocados from New Zealand in Bangkok costs around 80thb each (2.50 USD) so I wondered how much there were locally. They were around $1 NZD (less than 1 USD) each and if you bought a large bag, the price was even lower. Wow, needless to say, I did have to buy some avocados to eat. The price doubles though if you are out in Wanaka but that is understandable considering transportation costs.
We had the duck truffled onion soup from “La Rotisserie de Canard” where the owners were speaking french. I didn’t ask where they were from but I do know the soup was good. It really warms your belly up on a chilly day.
We saw signs going to the covered city market (http://www.citymarket.co.nz/) but sadly we were out of time. There was the lovely Te Papa museum waiting for us to visit.
Hmm, I feel like some onion soup now.
Wellington is everything we expected it to be, cold, rainy, windy, full of nature and charming. It’s the first month of winter here. Alex and I love this weather. For me it reminds me of cloudy Belgium and quiet peace. There’s no noise pollution here. You live with nature. Most importantly, you can hear your own thoughts.
Today after visiting Te Papa museum, which is a must if you visit Wellington, we took the cable car from Lambton Quay up to the Botanic gardens and to see the magnificent view of the harbour. It’s breathtaking and when the sun shines, the harbour glitters.
I could stay up there all afternoon and watch the clouds roll or simply look out towards the range of mountains where layers upon layers of mountains reflect the light turning various shades of grey, but time is not on our side.
We walk down through the gardens admiring the trees, enormous ferns and trees that apparently existed during the times of the dinosaurs. They are so tall and point up towards the sky as if reaching for heaven. It’s heavenly. The air smells so fresh of wet grass and wood. I feel at home.
If you have children there’s a lovely children’s playground which looks like a lot of fun. There are places for you to swing from like Tarzan, see saws and swings. I was even tempted to join the kids playing, but this girl’s grandparents beat me to it. Grandma and grandpa were swinging around. Quality fun time.
It’s such a contrast from Lambton quay below which is the Central Business District full of shops and skyscrapers. There you feel more ‘cosmopolitan.’ Up the hill, trees are the skyscrapers. I love them.
The cable car entrance is just a little off Lambton Quay road next to McDonald’s and Lululemon. I missed it the first time around as I was too engrossed by Lululemon but actually there’s a cable car sign.
Tickets are 4 NZD one way and 7.50 NZD two- way. I prefer walking through the Botanic gardens if you have time.
It’s Friday and the weather is just lovely in Bangkok today. I’m sitting outside watching the sunrise whilst the dogs play and birds chirp. This afternoon, Alex and I will board a plane to visit the land of the Lord of the Rings: New Zealand. It’s been on our bucket list for as long as we’ve known each other but haven’t had the chance to go visit. This year, we are finally going!
Our plan? We are going to Wellington, Queensland, Milford Sound, Lake Wanaka, Lake Tekapo and Christchurch. There are so many other places we’d like to go see like Doubtful sound and hike all the way to Roy’s peak, but time is not on our side. I suppose we will just have to go back again another trip.
It’s now the first month of winter in Kiwiland and lucky for us they had a big snowstorm earlier this week. I do love the cold weather especially since it’s so hot here in the land of smiles. Anyways keep tuned my dear readers, I will be posting updates from our journey in Kiwiland. xoxo
Sometimes a place so close can seem so far and when you finally get there, you wonder what kept you from visiting sooner. My work this year has given me the opportunity to travel to many South East Asian countries (as some might say “regional” travel) and though most days you miss the comfort of your own home, the almost monthly travels does have its perks; for a few hours in the evenings or early mornings, you get to explore the city. Some cities are not so convenient, but Vientiane, Laos is a great city to walk around even if you only have a couple of hours.
It’s so charming I have to confess that I have fallen in love with it and even as I am writing, images of its streets and shops appear like a trailer in my mind. It’s as if I have been charmed, intoxicated. There’s something about the place that makes me yearn to go back and visit once more.
A city with a population of roughly 700,000 to 800,000 on the banks of the Mekong river, Vientiane still retains many of it’s old world charms. There are no shopping malls, no large advertisement billboards or flashing electronic ads to numb our senses but rather there are streets of local shops and eateries nestled in between boutique hotels and guests houses. I’m not sure how long this old world charm this will last, seeing that there are plans to build a large World Trade Centre Complex, but I have to admit I have a selfish dream that it will continue to retain its charm.
What is there to see in Vientiane and should you visit it? Find out and follow me on my next few posts as I take you on a virtual tour around the city to ancient temples, bakeries, eateries and shopping.
Summer is coming soon to Bangkok and already I am dreading the summer heat. Fortunately we have a few days of cool weather at the moment so it feels as if we are enjoying a short festive season. I love it, because it is a short reminder to enjoy the little things in life. This morning I had the opportunity to take a little walk before work and it feels good to just walk outside, feel the breeze in your hair, watch people going out and about and listen to the birds chirp.
Early morning walks just as the city is waking up for me are always one of my favourite times of the day because you don’t get rushed, or have to feel the hurry of the morning rush hour. Watching the sun rise, you get to observe how varying degrees of sunlight affects the way you see the colours around you. This is especially interesting in the old part of Bangkok where traditional wet markets still exist and with it the traditional way of life in Thailand. You see people carting baskets of fruits, vegetables and even fish to sell at the market. You see housewives out for their daily supplies, people passing by on their way to a destination or the lone dog hoping for a kind heart to give it some food. Markets, being typically the focus of action, often find shops and restaurants nearby. In Thailand it’s the same with stalls selling all kinds of food not far off from the market filled with people grabbing something to eat before another long day.
Coffee and croissant is not the typical breakfast here. No Cafe Solo nor Uma Bica. Here it’s Fish Maw Soup, Congee, Rice with Toppings, Noodles. Whatever you want to eat, its open since early morning. We eat our breakfast like a King, as the saying goes. I used to wonder how one could eat so much for breakfast, having grown up on cereal or toast coupled with a glass of milk. I now start to understand. If you start your mornings early since it gets quite hot later on (lets’ say breakfast at around 6am) by noon you feel like you could eat horse. A big one. It’s best therefore to have something slightly heavier than just toast so that you don’t go crazy and bite a chunk out of your colleague.
The great thing though is that food is available 24 hours a day in Bangkok. It still fascinates me how in Thailand, food is available everywhere no matter what time of day it is. It can be 6am or 4pm, you’ll find restaurants open for business with people inside. I used to ask what meal they were eating, now I find myself sometimes eating at odd hours of the day.
Watching life reminds us how special and wondrous it is. Each person has their own life story to tell. We have ours to tell so to live one’s life is indeed a blessing. Each and everyday, look at the life around you and think how lucky you are to be alive. Life is precious. Tomorrow there may be no more markets, no morning chaos nor dog wagging it’s tail…