<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457</id><updated>2012-02-17T02:20:52.992+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The World Traveller</title><subtitle type='html'>Stories of my periodic travels around the globe.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>91</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-8985806602030827136</id><published>2010-08-10T18:15:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T18:15:00.419+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Varför kom jag till Sverige?</title><content type='html'>Hej!&amp;nbsp; Jag är född och uppvuxen i USA.&amp;nbsp; Jag kom från Chicago där jag jobbade på PricewaterhouseCoopers i sex år.&amp;nbsp; I nio månader har jag bott här i Stockholm.&amp;nbsp; Det är en stad som är mindre än Chicago men jag tycker om Stockholm.&amp;nbsp; Det var svårt att säga hej då till familjen och vänner i USA, men det var svårare att komma hit utan vänner här.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Varför kom jag till Sverige?&amp;nbsp; Många tror att livet i USA är perfekt, och jag vet att jag hade tur som föddes där.&amp;nbsp; Jag förstår.&amp;nbsp; Jag är Amerikansk och kan inte glömma mitt bra liv där.&amp;nbsp; Det finns många bra saker att se och göra i hela landet.&amp;nbsp; Jag har sett och gjort många av dem, och jag ser fram emot att berätta vad jag har upplevt.&amp;nbsp; Jag vill dela med mig till er alla vad jag kan ge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Varje dag är en ny dag och jag vill ta del av era liv också.&amp;nbsp; Livet börjar på samma sätt och slutar på samma sätt för allihopa.&amp;nbsp; Mellan början och slutet har vi mycket i mitten.&amp;nbsp; Varför inte skapa varje dag som vi vill?&amp;nbsp; Livet är en resa som vi måste göra tillsammans.&amp;nbsp; Det är viktigt för mig att känna till livet utanför USA.&amp;nbsp; Jag vill förstå hur det känns att vara en gäst i USA.&amp;nbsp; Jag vill förstå hur det känns att bli Svensk.&amp;nbsp; Jag kan lära mig om Sverige och delta i samhället.&amp;nbsp; Om jag ska veta vilka ni är måste jag lära mig svenska och lära mig hur ni tänker.&amp;nbsp; Javisst, jag vill gå i era skor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Identiteten är en stark sak.&amp;nbsp; Allting som jag har gjort och upplevt skapar vem jag är idag.&amp;nbsp; Varje dag gör jag val som påverkar vem jag ska bli imorgon.&amp;nbsp; Det är sant att världen förändras runt mig men jag kan förändra mycket också.&amp;nbsp; T. ex., är det enkelt att säga jag tog möjligheten att bo utanför USA för att ofta kunna ta semester i Europa, men vet du at jag har familjerötter i Sverige?&amp;nbsp; Mina farfars far och farfars mor flyttade från Blekinge till Minnesota.&amp;nbsp; De sökte sig till ett bättre liv i USA.&amp;nbsp; Nu vill jag ha en del av det som de efterlämnade.&amp;nbsp; Jag lär mig vad livet skulle ha varit för mig om saker var annorlunda.&amp;nbsp; Så kanske kan jag säga en dag att jag är det som jag aldrig förväntade mig att bli.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-8985806602030827136?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/8985806602030827136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=8985806602030827136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/8985806602030827136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/8985806602030827136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2010/08/varfor-kom-jag-till-sverige.html' title='Varför kom jag till Sverige?'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-2881935382136079125</id><published>2010-07-20T14:49:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T14:55:19.669+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Europride 2010</title><content type='html'>I arrived back in Stockholm Sunday night after an exciting and fun filled few days in Warsaw, Poland for Europride 2010 with the Stockholm Gaykör.&amp;nbsp; Because the trip was powerfully moving and emotional, I feel like I have to share a little bit about my experience on the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although Europride had started a week ago and concluded Sunday, we did not arrive in Warsaw until Wednesday evening.&amp;nbsp; We took a walk to Pride House in the Warsaw Old Town area to pick up gay maps and Europride program information.&amp;nbsp; I have never been to pride outside of Chicago, and I noticed that the city of Warsaw hadn't made any effort to visibly promote the fact that they were hosting Europride.&amp;nbsp; The only pride flags to be found around the city were at gay or gay-friendly bars and restaurants.&amp;nbsp; It would have been a pleasant surprise to see rainbow flags lining some key streets like they do in Chicago, but since there isn't a gay neighborhood, maybe nobody thought of doing something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first of the Europride events we took part in took place on Thursday with a guided tour through a temporary exhibition about homoerotic art (although I want to point out, not pornography) at the National Museum, Warsaw (the Polish equivalent of an art Smithsonian).&amp;nbsp; The exhibition often combines ancient art and modern art in a variety of mediums (ranging from traditional oil on canvas and sculpture to photography and video performance) on the same wall.&amp;nbsp; Many of the pieces came from the museum's own collection and it was really quite surprising to see how so many works of art can be brought together from a museum's internal collections and displayed in a way that specifically excludes the traditional information we would normally be informed of to focus on how sexuality had an impact in these pieces of art.&amp;nbsp; You can get some sense of the exhibition and have a look at specific pieces on their website.&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.mnw.art.pl/index.php/en/temporary_exhibitions/exhibitions/art55.html"&gt;http://www.mnw.art.pl/index.php/en/temporary_exhibitions/exhibitions/art55.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sang a joint concert with the London Gay Mens Chorus on Friday at Sala Kongresowa (Poland's largest and premier concert hall in the Palace of Culture and Science).&amp;nbsp; At first, I thought it was only mildly interesting to be singing in that concert hall.&amp;nbsp; I have sung in some magnificent concert halls, but only one other national concert hall, while on tour with the Notre Dame Glee Club in Taipei.&amp;nbsp; So, since a national concert hall was willing to host a university's glee club, I realized it must not be that difficult to get a slot for a night.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; As I thought about it more though, and reflected on the conservative political climate in Poland, I thought it was really amazing that the country of Poland would be so willing to allow a concert with two choruses that have gay in the chorus name at their most prestigious concert hall!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Only 700-800 of the hall's nearly 3000 seats were filled, but all of those people watching us were delighted to see us since it is so unusual to have such a large gathering of out men in one place that is not a gay bar in Poland.&amp;nbsp; Both choruses received many positive comments from attendees since the concert.&amp;nbsp; I think that speaks to the powerful message we can bring as musicians--within Poland's conservative atmosphere, we served as ambassadors of pride and hope.&amp;nbsp; I hope that our combination of serious music that established our credibility and campy songs that screamed 'gay' have provided some inspiration to the Polish GLBT community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Europride parade on Saturday was nothing like the corporate float/party Chicago's parade has become over the years.&amp;nbsp; Although Poland decriminalized homosexuality in 1932 and was generally indifferent toward homosexuality during the period of communist rule, the atmosphere for GLBT people in Poland changed dramatically in 1989 with the fall of communism.&amp;nbsp; With the rising political power of the Catholic church, the political situation led to a more repressive atmosphere for the GLBT community.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warsaw's parade route was not lined with fences and significant crowd control like they do in Chicago.&amp;nbsp; Everyone on the streets could move in and out of the parade route as they wished, and it was only the 2,000 police officers keeping people from crowding the street.&amp;nbsp; Despite a start time at 13:00, the parade began at least a half hour late as hundreds of police officers worked on clearing a path for the parade.&amp;nbsp; The parade route was actually changed midway through to shorten the length due to several delays along the parade route due to crowding and occasional protesting in the streets.&amp;nbsp; Here you can see one example of anti-gay protesters creating their own parade in the street somewhere else in the city.&amp;nbsp; I think it is interesting to note that the protest parade didn't have any spectators.&amp;nbsp; All of the day's spectators seemed to be celebrating the day with us!&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jdBna9xTMGk"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jdBna9xTMGk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The security situation was also interesting in that the police seemed generally unarmed other than a billy club, and there were also hundreds of riot police in full gear with more significant tools at their disposal should a situation turn for the worst.&amp;nbsp; In this video, you can see the police surrounding some protesters who were on their way to block the parade route, around the time that the parade was supposed to get underway.&amp;nbsp; A bit later in the video, you can see several gay and supportive spectators getting ready to view the parade and enjoying themselves in a spray of water.&amp;nbsp; Dykes on Bikes opened the parade, as is tradition, and the semi stuck in the middle of the crowd is one of the first parade entries, although they clearly did not get themselves over to the correct staging area before being surrounded by a crowd since they are facing the wrong direction.&amp;nbsp; I'm sure it took some time for the police to clear the way for the semi to get moving.&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9aB0Kk9XwPo"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9aB0Kk9XwPo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we waited, members of the Stockholm chorus were spat at, inconsiderately bumped in a sort of passive-aggressive way, given the finger, and I even heard one person shouting "Fuck Sweden" at the sight of the Swedish flag and our banner announcing us as the Stockholm Gaykör.&amp;nbsp; The London chorus had a closer position to the start, and one of their members was hit by a stray egg thrown from protesters further ahead.&amp;nbsp; Despite a start time at 13:00, the parade began about 40 minutes late as hundreds of police officers cleared a path through the spectators and protesters.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Although I knew there was a heavy police presence, I did feel somewhat scared for my safety at the start of the parade, after experiencing some of the taunting while waiting for the police to clear a path for the parade. The crowd of people near the starting point allowed a path just a bit wider than a car, and a heavy police presence was nearby circling around one of several groups of protesters.&amp;nbsp; It would only take one person with some sort of improvised bomb to cause some tremendous chaos...thankfully, nothing like that happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We performed a little flag routine repetitively along the entire parade route for several hours, taking brief breaks for water.&amp;nbsp; Here's a few videos posted of us.&amp;nbsp; Although the people posting the videos have very good intentions, I also used Google Translate to get an idea of what people were saying in the comments.&amp;nbsp; I think there is still a lot of work to be done in promoting tolerance and human decency, and I hope that the Polish people are able to reach a point where they can agree to disagree in a respectful way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rw3VPS3xoWk"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rw3VPS3xoWk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oxFT-vWR1Lo"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oxFT-vWR1Lo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along the parade route, I was thrilled to see so many smiling faces and friendly waves, such a positive contrast from what some people have posted in the comments of those videos.&amp;nbsp; Since there was no barrier separating us from the public, people were able to rush in to take photos and videos, and it made me feel proud to be in Warsaw participating in the parade and making a positive impression for thousands of people.&amp;nbsp; Although the parade turnout was nowhere near Chicago's half million, the ten thousand or so parade spectators (it's tough to know for sure since so many people joined in the parade) stirred up a lot of positive energy during the afternoon.&amp;nbsp; Since the spectators followed the parade along the entire route, there was a short but fun dance party at the end of the parade in a big square as the tractor trailers with giant sound systems competed with each other for street dancers before departing the area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition to the chorus, Sweden was represented by at least two other groups.&amp;nbsp; A small performing group from Stockholm called the Freddie Mercury choir marched ahead of us, and the organization for gay Swedish police officers marched directly in front of our group, and although they were unarmed, it did add a bit to my sense of security.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, my impression of Poland is that the deep historical context surrounding the last hundred or so years has had a profound impact on people's attitudes, but at the same time, people will generally treat each other with respect, even if they hold an opposing view on homosexuality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Stockholm Pride Parade is in two weeks, and I expect a completely different atmosphere.&amp;nbsp; Pride week starts in one week and there are many events planned throughout the week, sort of as if Chicago's pride month seminars, workshops, and documentary film festivals were condensed into one week, culminating with the Stockholm pride parade on Saturday the 31st of July (and various smaller events continuing on Sunday as well).&amp;nbsp; I have already started to see taxis with Stockholm Pride stickers, and from what I've heard, it is pretty likely that the number of people coming to see the pride parade will rival the number of people who flooded the streets a month ago when the crown princess got married.&amp;nbsp; I'm certain that it will be an exciting week and a nice break from Stockholm's smallish gay scene (simply because tolerance is so widespread here, it feels like GLBT people do not feel the same sense of needing to have their own places to associate--it's just as typical for a gay couple or group of gays to hang out with each other at a straight place as a gay place).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The attached photos are some fun action shots and definitely clearer than the YouTube videos.&amp;nbsp; You can see the Palace of Culture and Science in the background of the photo where we are tossing our flags in the air.&amp;nbsp; I'm the one in the middle wearing shorts in that photo, caught holding my tangled flag when it should be up in the air!&amp;nbsp; I'm also in the photo where we are marching forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FyypQ0PSkc/TEWZeSyakBI/AAAAAAAAAI0/AY1SGtXhWss/s1600/P1010004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FyypQ0PSkc/TEWZeSyakBI/AAAAAAAAAI0/AY1SGtXhWss/s320/P1010004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Jag åkte med kollegor från Bonnier Huset på torsdagen kl. 13.00 till Åre.&amp;nbsp; Dagen före, hade jag flugit till Stockholm från mitt uppdrag i London, och jag hade jobbat för mycket.&amp;nbsp; En skidresa skulle bli en perfekt paus från jobbet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;När jag steg på bussen till Åre, hade jag förkyld, så jag hade planerat att sova mycket och att dricka mycket vatten under resan.&amp;nbsp; Många andra på bussen hade tagit med sig öl, cider och vin.&amp;nbsp; Jag sov lite på bussen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;På fredagen, hade jag feber och ont i huvudet. "Kan jag åka skidor?" tänkte jag.&amp;nbsp; "Nej."&amp;nbsp; Hela dagen, sov jag.&amp;nbsp; Kl. fem, gick jag till ICA för att handla lite mat och till SkiStar Shop för att hyra skidor.&amp;nbsp; Jag hoppades att jag skulle kunna åka skidor på lördagen. &amp;nbsp; På fredag kvällen och natten, drack mina kompisar mycket och de var bullriga.&amp;nbsp; En av dem sa "Tänk på Scott! Tänk på Scott! Shh!" och jag log.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;På lördagen och söndagen, åkte jag skidor.&amp;nbsp; Vi åt lunch till fjället och jag behövde energi!&amp;nbsp; Mina ben blev mycket trötta på lördagen och jag fick ett kramp i mitt vänstra ben på söndagen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Jag hade en rolig semester med mina kollegor och fick nya vänner, men eftersom jag blev sjuk på fredagen, missade jag på några mycket roligt tider.&amp;nbsp; Nu, ser jag fram emot nästa års skidresa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-1728317067032827652?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/1728317067032827652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=1728317067032827652&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/1728317067032827652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/1728317067032827652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2010/04/skidresan.html' title='Skidresan!'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-2956548391273993336</id><published>2009-10-01T21:18:00.091+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T23:02:11.033+02:00</updated><title type='text'>One month in and...</title><content type='html'>the honeymoon period is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that doesn't mean I am through adjusting to life in Stockholm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little over one month ago, I was almost continuously awake for 72 hours as I prepared to move.&amp;nbsp; Most of that time was spent handling my&amp;nbsp; accumulation of stuff in Chicago- getting things prepared for the movers who came on Thursday of my last week, and getting things prepared for donation, which the actual donation task unfortunately was left to my amazing roommate Aaron because I ran out of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all of the crazyness of those last days, there were a couple of teary moments.&amp;nbsp; I thought I'd really get slammed with sadness in the taxi ride to O'Hare.&amp;nbsp; My mind turned on the sad playlist so I had all sorts of lyrics about final this and last that.&amp;nbsp; During that last taxi ride, since I was busy talking to my parents, the wave of tears never came.&amp;nbsp; I checked into my flight, went to the lounge and grabbed a quick glass of juice and then it was time to head to the gate.&amp;nbsp; Before I knew it, I was on the plane, headed to a life in a city and country I had never experienced before.&amp;nbsp; And I hate to say it, but in that moment, I was filled with excitement for the adventures ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking back on it now, I feel some sadness.&amp;nbsp; I left  so many people I care about  behind.&amp;nbsp; I can only make up for that by looking forward to their visits and my periodic returns over the next few years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm nowhere near settled in Sweden, miss friends back home, and feel their pain when they say that they miss me too.&amp;nbsp; Still, all of our lives are  filled with change and must go on.&amp;nbsp; Here in Sweden,  there's new adventure ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's tough to move a continent away from what you're familiar with, but day by day, I get by, knowing that there's always something amazing around the corner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-2956548391273993336?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/2956548391273993336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=2956548391273993336&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/2956548391273993336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/2956548391273993336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2009/10/one-month-in-and.html' title='One month in and...'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-5368790439572231071</id><published>2009-09-14T22:28:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T22:29:50.753+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The question I hear most.</title><content type='html'>How's Sweden?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's a tough question to answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweden is filled with  familiarity, but things are different enough to keep me on my toes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent much of the weekend hanging out with colleagues.&amp;nbsp; Saturday, we cheered on a colleague and his wife who ran in the Stockholm Half Marathon (&lt;a href="http://www.stockholmhalvmarathon.se/"&gt;www.stockholmhalvmarathon.se&lt;/a&gt;). Later that night, I trekked the furthest south I've been in Stockholm: the Slussen station on the T-bana. It was getting a bit rainy, but we decided to visit an outdoor bar nearby that has an amazing view of the central city. I discovered Stockholm has a pretty cool looking amusement partk in the city!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, after some chores in the morning, I rode the train and then two buses, all on time and with minimal waiting in between each leg, about 30 km north of the city to attend a colleague's birthday party.&amp;nbsp; I brought a box of chocolate since it is apparently tradition in Sweden to bring either chocolate or a plant when you visit someone's home for the first time.&amp;nbsp; I had a great time attempting to have a campfire in the rain, saw some of the new Batman X-Box game, and watched some football.&amp;nbsp; And wow, what a delicious cake!&amp;nbsp; All around good times!&amp;nbsp; On the way back home, those of us from the city were dropped off at the Mörby Centrum station on the red line and caught the train perfectly.&amp;nbsp; Then, when we arrived at T-Centralen, there was a green line, also perfectly timed.&amp;nbsp; Such synchronicity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I was at the airport for my first domestic flight in Sweden.&amp;nbsp; The Bromma airport was filled with confusion, and it took me quite awhile to figure out whether or not I was standing in the right line to check in for my flight.&amp;nbsp; Thankfully, I arrived at the airport with plenty of time to spare before my flight and slowly figured things out.&amp;nbsp; It turns out, the entire check in system for Malmö Aviation was down so they had to check everyone in manually, making paper flight lists, checking bags manually, and so on.&amp;nbsp; So my flight was delayed 1 hour which caused me to be a half hour late for my meeting.&amp;nbsp; Which overall wasn't a big deal for the client; they were understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During that confusion and extra hour in the airport though, I feel some frustration due to the unfamiliar surroundings/language, trying my best to figure things out without help. I also smiled a bit since my first flight in Sweden was delayed. So much for a perfect on-time rating in all of my travels so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there are more amazing moments like tonight, return flight to Bromma with a window seat on the right side of the plane.&amp;nbsp; We were on time(!) and landing with a nice low evening sunset ahead of us.&amp;nbsp; I was delighted at the runway placement because I had an amazing view of central Stockholm, the island I live on, and other areas of the city I still need to explore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How's Sweden?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-5368790439572231071?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/5368790439572231071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=5368790439572231071&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/5368790439572231071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/5368790439572231071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2009/09/question-i-hear-most.html' title='The question I hear most.'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-3690114185881112367</id><published>2009-09-08T20:24:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T20:24:13.180+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Making a change by moving to Sweden</title><content type='html'>Everyone encounters change throughout life.&amp;nbsp; These changes are driven from evolving circumstances and new opportunities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm making a big change in my circumstances by moving to Sweden. And it's tough. I'm filled with excitement and optimism, fear and stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a few days, here's what it felt like:&lt;br /&gt;Your sleeping and eating patterns are off.&amp;nbsp; Your attention level is elevated. Your head aches. The pressure around you feels strangely elevated.&amp;nbsp; You feel dizzy. You feel like you're getting a cold.&amp;nbsp; And you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, little by little, you start getting used to little things.&amp;nbsp; You still feel like an outsider, but a little less so every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like today, when I randomly found Jello and Kraft Macaroni and Cheese at the grocery store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things may be very different here, and I'm looking forward to experiencing that, but those things that remind me of the past  help me feel a bit more comfortable and at home as I develop my new home in Stockholm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-3690114185881112367?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/3690114185881112367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=3690114185881112367&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/3690114185881112367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/3690114185881112367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2009/09/making-change-by-moving-to-sweden.html' title='Making a change by moving to Sweden'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-115222002697012428</id><published>2006-06-17T22:47:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T23:07:07.020+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Back on home soil</title><content type='html'>So last night, I arrived back in Chicago, safe and sound.  I treated Friday as a very long day-- eating breakfast in the air somewhere over France, lunch on the street in Amsterdam, and dinner in Detroit's airport.  I was pretty disappointed with my planning in Amsterdam-- I arrived back at the airport after heading downtown an hour earlier than I would have needed to so I could have spent more time seeking a nice sidewalk cafe.  As it was, I ended up eating a sandwich on the go as I made my way back to Amsterdam's Centraal Station to catch the train to the airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should should mention that on the plane ride home, I had a lot of time to think.  The product of all of that thinking was the realization that I have been going through separation anxiety.  Looking back further, I think my posts and private journal writings prior to departure have some of the same elements.  I don't know what to make of that realization yet, although I think it's positive that I have learned a little something about myself on this trip.  As I sat in Kilimanjaro International Airport on Thursday evening, drinking my last Tusker beer and watching some World Cup, I felt relatively at peace.  I was leaving this "other world" behind but I felt like I was able to accomplish something productive while I was there and so I guess that relaxed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my previous trips have taught me anything, it's that once I get back, I have a difficult time staying awake past 6:00 pm for about a week, so I'm not going to be getting bent out of shape to make sure I get everything posted this next week.  I'll be posting another entry about the fun times with the kids closer to July.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-115222002697012428?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/115222002697012428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=115222002697012428&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/115222002697012428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/115222002697012428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/06/back-on-home-soil.html' title='Back on home soil'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-115037790811154502</id><published>2006-06-15T14:56:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T15:25:08.213+02:00</updated><title type='text'>A conundrum</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;So I'm just sitting here relaxing for a bit and realized a few things.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;First, I haven't said goodbye to any of the kids at Amani.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I'm going to go resolve that in a few minutes on my way to KCMC to finish packing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;The second is more complex: I've been writing about how I'm looking forward to my old routine.  I just realized that my old routine also means I'm going to work on Monday (and actually I'll be logging a little time on Friday night to book travel to Grand Rapids for Monday).  One of the worst feelings at the end of a vacation (especially four weeks away from work) is the disappointment that work is just around the corner.  I enjoy my job, but there are certain aspects following a return from vacation that are not fun.  The one that comes to mind first is all of the e-mail that I will have to deal with.  Second, the stress that there might not be any available seats on a flight to Grand Rapids for next week (or no hotels).  I need to take care of Advisory University registration (even though I'll be registering late-- the registration period was entirely within my vacation period.)  I'm certainly not going to take care of this work stuff now while I'm on vacation, because keeping clear separation between work and vacation is very important to me.  I have been periodically downloading my work e-mail to stay somewhat loosely informed.  I absolutely do not act on anything during vacation (and seldom on the weekend for that matter).  I need the clear split.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;The conundrum: So even though I'm looking forward to a return to things I am familiar with, I just realized that I'm also not looking forward to the routine because it is exactly that: the old routine.  It's a perplexing contradiction and it's leaving me feeling uncomfortable.  I'm saying two things: I want the old routine and I don't want it.  There is too much change for me to be happy and not enough change for me to be happy.  I haven't figured out what separates one statement from the other yet.  Maybe my experience here has been so jarringly differrent from what I'm used to that my three weeks here have become some sort of alternate reality within the construct of my mind. That's not a helpful way of trying to describe how this feels I guess--a bit over the deep end on the sci-fi factor.  I'm not going crazy, I promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, just to provide some reassurance after all of the doomsday junk, I'm not going to leave PwC anytime soon--like I said before, I enjoy my work, so basically I just have to suck it up and deal with the fact that returning to the US is just as major of a change as coming here, and I obviously survived here for three weeks.  I should be able to pick up my life in the US where I left it.  I would bet that what I'm feeling now is just a reflection of the same fear I felt on my way to Tanzania.  Major change is hard and frightening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-115037790811154502?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/115037790811154502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=115037790811154502&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/115037790811154502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/115037790811154502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/06/conundrum.html' title='A conundrum'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-115036098111167799</id><published>2006-06-15T09:25:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T14:05:54.166+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Last day in Africa</title><content type='html'>Today is my last day in Africa.  I have some mixed emotions.  There is certainly a lot to look forward to back home, but I have met some wonderful people here and had so many memorable moments.  Over the next few weeks, I will be spending some time thinking about how I can integrate this experience into my life.  I don't think I would be a good fit for Tanzania specifically long term, but I would like to spend a couple years living and working abroad somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've told Phil and Alison a few times while out here that I'm looking forward to a double quarter pounder with cheese from McDonald's (terribly unhealthy, I know, but quite delicious).  While that's true to a certain extent, I think what is closer to the root of what I'm looking forward to is a return to the familiar for awhile.  This contradicts my previous paragraph about wanting to live abroad somewhere a bit, but I think in the end, it comes down to me forcing myself to adapt and accept change.  I want to further push the boundaries of my comfort zone and personally develop greater appreciation for all of the diversity in the world.  I really want to become conversationally fluent in about six languages so that I can reduce some of my fear of being lost in a sea of unfamiliarity.  I have the advantage of already knowing English, but even that only gets me so far.  Every once in awhile though, it's nice to return to your roots and feel warmth and security of predictability, you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, it turns out that I have an 8 hour layover in Amsterdam, making my total travel time back to the US about 35 hours.  I'm going to make the best of it though, and spend the morning tomorrow in Amsterdam visiting some sights like the Van Gogh museum.  After having lunch in central Amsterdam, I'll head back to the airport for my flight to Detroit and then finally on to Chicago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A final side note (possibly my last post before returning to the US): I'm looking forward to a little welcome home gathering this weekend at BW3's in Chicago.  It'll be lunch so that we can watch a World Cup game.  I can't wait for 18 wings, half mild and half medium, with ranch dressing.  What yummy goodness.  It's amazing that such simple things are held so dear when we think about "home."  I guess in our own little ways, we all cling to the familiar, resisting change to some degree.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-115036098111167799?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/115036098111167799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=115036098111167799&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/115036098111167799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/115036098111167799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/06/last-day-in-africa.html' title='Last day in Africa'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-115018756815829495</id><published>2006-06-13T11:29:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T14:25:39.676+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunrise over the Serengeti</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/640/IMG_0943.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_0943.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As we drove through the park to return to Arusha, we witnessed a spectacular sunrise.  You can't tell from the photo very well unless you look away from the area of the sun, but in the distance, you'll see some distant clouds.  Sunrise is normally earlier, but these clouds kept me from getting this photo until about 6:50 am.  Serengeti National Park, Monday, June 12, 2006. &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-115018756815829495?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/115018756815829495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=115018756815829495&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/115018756815829495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/115018756815829495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/06/sunrise-over-serengeti.html' title='Sunrise over the Serengeti'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-115020124188806932</id><published>2006-06-13T11:25:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T14:41:18.963+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Africa in shadows</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/640/IMG_0936.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_0936.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Full moon setting in the west.  The exposure was relatively long (1 second) so you can see some stars in this photo.  From campsite just outside Serengeti National Park, Monday, June 12, 2006. &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-115020124188806932?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/115020124188806932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=115020124188806932&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/115020124188806932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/115020124188806932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/06/africa-in-shadows.html' title='Africa in shadows'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-115020052945548028</id><published>2006-06-13T11:21:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T14:08:49.456+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Wildebeest</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/640/IMG_0906.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_0906.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Hundreds of wildebeest.  The migration was already almost to Kenya, and the park is so big, so we didn't make it to that.  However, this was a pretty substantial herd, perhaps even a few thousand wildebeest.  Serengeti National Park, Sunday, June 11, 2006.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-115020052945548028?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/115020052945548028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=115020052945548028&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/115020052945548028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/115020052945548028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/06/wildebeest.html' title='Wildebeest'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-115020013513355314</id><published>2006-06-13T11:17:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T14:02:15.133+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Zebras</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/640/IMG_0841.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_0841.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Many zebras.  Serengeti National Park, Sunday, June 11, 2006.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-115020013513355314?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/115020013513355314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=115020013513355314&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/115020013513355314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/115020013513355314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/06/zebras.html' title='Zebras'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-115019965653223938</id><published>2006-06-13T11:12:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T13:55:51.316+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Thompson's Gazelle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/640/IMG_0783.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_0783.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  We saw both Thompson's and Grant's Gazelles.  Pictured here is a Thompson's Gazelle, marked by the black stripe among other characteristics.  It was pretty common to see the two types of gazelle in herds together.  Serengeti National Park, Sunday, June 11, 2006. &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-115019965653223938?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/115019965653223938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=115019965653223938&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/115019965653223938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/115019965653223938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/06/thompsons-gazelle.html' title='Thompson&apos;s Gazelle'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-115018801744236716</id><published>2006-06-13T11:09:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T13:37:56.306+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Elephants</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/640/IMG_0802.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_0802.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Large herd of elephants crossing the road.  We were close, but not too close as elephants could freak out and smash our vehicle without too much effort.  Serengeti National Park. Sunday, June 11, 2006. &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-115018801744236716?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/115018801744236716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=115018801744236716&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/115018801744236716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/115018801744236716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/06/elephants.html' title='Elephants'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-115019833848004796</id><published>2006-06-13T11:07:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T13:32:18.483+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Giraffe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/640/IMG_0764.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_0764.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  In Swahili, the word for giraffe is twiga, or in this case, since there are two, you could say twiga wawili (two giraffe).  We saw quite a few along the drive from the crater rim to the Serengeti gate.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-115019833848004796?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/115019833848004796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=115019833848004796&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/115019833848004796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/115019833848004796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/06/giraffe.html' title='Giraffe'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-115019616543142762</id><published>2006-06-13T11:04:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T12:56:05.440+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The Circle of Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/640/IMG_0746.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_0746.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Here you can see a spotted hyena eating an elephant.  There were two other hyenas nearby, but they were a bit skitish because we were around.  N'gorongoro Crater rim, near Simba campsite.  Morning, Sunday, June 11, 2006.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-115019616543142762?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/115019616543142762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=115019616543142762&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/115019616543142762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/115019616543142762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/06/circle-of-life.html' title='The Circle of Life'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-115019800337660266</id><published>2006-06-13T10:56:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T13:26:43.386+02:00</updated><title type='text'>N'gorongoro Crater</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/640/IMG_0728.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_0728.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  N'gorongoro Crater is quite a sight to see.  This large caldera is about 12 km across and supports an active ecosystem.  Animals can and do enter and exit the crater at their own will.  Vegetation along the rim during this trip tended to be fairly green with a good number of trees and shrubs, while the crater floor was fairly dry.  There is a large lake in the crater; a small portion of it is seen in the background of this photo.  I'm not sure why I was wearing a jacket at the time of the photo as the temperature was really comfortable.  N'gorongoro Crater, Saturday, June 10, 2006.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-115019800337660266?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/115019800337660266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=115019800337660266&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/115019800337660266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/115019800337660266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/06/ngorongoro-crater.html' title='N&apos;gorongoro Crater'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-115018962153931782</id><published>2006-06-13T10:44:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T13:27:25.136+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Me with lions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/640/IMG_0692.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_0692.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  This lion is enjoying the shade of our Land Rover.  N'gorongoro Crater, Saturday, June 10, 2006. &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-115018962153931782?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/115018962153931782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=115018962153931782&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/115018962153931782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/115018962153931782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/06/me-with-lions.html' title='Me with lions'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-115019008369609895</id><published>2006-06-13T10:34:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T11:14:43.723+02:00</updated><title type='text'>A Weekend of Adventure</title><content type='html'>This weekend, I spent two nights on safari.  For anyone who thinks it's expensive, a safari is as expensive and luxurious as you want it to be.  For me however, with camping and preparing my own food (consisting of peanut butter sandwiches, apples, carrots, peanuts, and other small staples), the two nights cost US$292 for driver/guide + tip, camping, and park fees, + 15,000 TZS for food and water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything came together very suddenly on Friday when someone called Phil to respond to a sign I placed at The Coffee Shop.  I met up with the group at 4pm to understand the detailed logistics, headed back to KCMC and had a half hour to pack before I needed to head back downtown to catch a bus to Arusha.  That night I stayed at a place locally called the Danish Centre, although it has a longer, more official name.  The room cost a hefty $48, but included dinner and breakfast buffets.  We departed from the centre at about 7:30 am and made our way to N'gorongoro Crater with a brief stop in Arusha for me to buy food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was spent mostly in the crater, but we did stop for a moment along the way to get a view of Lake Manyara, home to a huge flamingo population.  We were a bit far away to be able to actually see the flamingos, but I'm sure they were there.  We saw quite a variety of animals in the crater including elephant, gazelles, zebras, hippos, etc., but the highlight was probably seeing some lions laying in the road, relaxing in the shade of a Toyota Land Cruiser.  At some point, the Land Cruiser took off and one of the lions moved over into the shade of our vehicle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning, we discovered that a recently dead elephant was being eaten by spotted hyena a few hundred meters from our campsite.  I'll post the photo.  I thought I had taken some video of this also, but apparently did not.  (I'm up to about 5.5 GB of photos and videos from this trip by the way.  7.1 megapixel images take up a lot of space!)  Along the drive to the Serengeti, we stopped at Oldupai Gorge, the site of some early homanid tracks and a significant amount of other items that are relevant to human evolution.  The Serengeti is an amazing expanse.  The amount of space is really breathtaking, not to mention the variety of wildlife.  We saw many of the same animals as in the crater, but in much larger numbers.  At one point, we were surrounded by hundreds if not thousands of zebras.  As we drove toward our camp that night, we found a sizable herd of wildebeest (this was not the migration though- those millions of wildebeest are already near the Tanzania-Kenya border, too far for us to go given our time constraints).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, we got up at 5:00 am to make the 7 hour drive back to Arusha.  I'll try to post a Google map of our route at some point if I can figure out how to make Blogger like Google maps.  We were the first to re-enter the park when it opened at 6:00 am and saw a little more activity at that hour as we drove through, although we didn't see as many animals.  The route back to Arusha also took us along the rim of the crater.  I got back to Moshi at about 3:30 pm and took a much needed shower!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also watched the USA/Czech Republic World Cup game last night.  The USA didn't look very good at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update on the electricity: we have power but it has been spotty and the voltage has been generally lower than it should be.  Usually at 7:00 am, the power goes out completely for an hour or two.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-115019008369609895?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/115019008369609895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=115019008369609895&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/115019008369609895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/115019008369609895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/06/weekend-of-adventure.html' title='A Weekend of Adventure'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-114977259712550341</id><published>2006-06-08T14:59:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T15:32:50.700+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Hakuna Umeme</title><content type='html'>Everyone who has seen Disney's "The Lion King" knows the phrase hakuna matata.  There's a new phrase I've learned: hakuna umeme, or for those who do not speak Swahili, "there is no electricity."  Tanesco, Tanzania's sole supplier of electricity announced today that beginning tomorrow, most of Tanzania will have its electricity cut from 7am to 7pm daily, through December due to low water at the hydroelectric power plant.  As a side note, it's typical in Tanzania to announce something with little warning.  School vacation that starts on a Monday is announced the previous Friday, for example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a little more background:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ippmedia.com/ipp/guardian/2006/06/07/67914.html"&gt;http://www.ippmedia.com/ipp/guardian/2006/06/07/67914.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://english.people.com.cn/200606/08/eng20060608_272152.html"&gt;http://english.people.com.cn/200606/08/eng20060608_272152.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amani is going to try to buy a generator to keep the office up and running.  Of course, I have a laptop, but without power, it'll die eventually.  Without power, we won't have any Internet, and we don't know if the cell phone towers will have generators.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about a GDP killer.  It's stuff like this that really hurts growth in East Africa.  While 80% or more of the population here does not have electricity, and many of those that do tend to only have a light bulb, there are many organizations and others that rely on electricity to get through their day-to-day operations.  People are pretty annoyed that they'll miss a lot of the World Cup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next week will be interesting.  Unless we do some work at night, I won't be in the office to post anything while there is no electricity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we still have the pizza from last Thursday (the power was out at KCMC for several hours last Thursday--interesting to see a major hospital in the dark, at least they have generators for the most important stuff) in the freezer, we are planning to eat that tonight.  Last night we pasteurized some more milk and now the milk is sitting in the refrigerator separating.  It'll probably spoil.  Hopefully there isn't much else that will spoil.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-114977259712550341?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/114977259712550341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=114977259712550341&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/114977259712550341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/114977259712550341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/06/hakuna-umeme.html' title='Hakuna Umeme'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-114977144808637843</id><published>2006-06-08T14:52:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T14:57:28.086+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Kigali Genocide Memorial</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/640/IMG_0606.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_0606.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  There are seven mass graves of approximately this size or a little bigger at the Kigali Genocide Memorial.  All of these bodies were reburied here at the memorial site.  All of the other mass graves are sealed.  This particular gravesite is open to show visitors that the victims were reburied in caskets (three people to a casket) when the memorial site was built.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-114977144808637843?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/114977144808637843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=114977144808637843&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/114977144808637843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/114977144808637843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/06/kigali-genocide-memorial.html' title='Kigali Genocide Memorial'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-114977117936526388</id><published>2006-06-08T14:49:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T14:52:59.366+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Hotel Rwanda</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/640/IMG_0600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_0600.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  This is the Hotel des Mille Collines, the setting for Hotel Rwanda's storyline.  The hotel in the movie was actually in South Africa and looked quite a bit nicer than the exterior of this hotel.  We ate an 8,000 RWF (about US$16) brunch here on Tuesday morning.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-114977117936526388?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/114977117936526388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=114977117936526388&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/114977117936526388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/114977117936526388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/06/hotel-rwanda.html' title='Hotel Rwanda'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-114977094619372827</id><published>2006-06-08T14:47:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T14:49:06.193+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Lake Kivu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/640/IMG_0405.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_0405.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Here's a nice picture from Lake Kivu.  I thought the way the Coke bottles had been arranged on the table was pretty artistic and would make a nice picture.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-114977094619372827?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/114977094619372827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=114977094619372827&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/114977094619372827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/114977094619372827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/06/lake-kivu.html' title='Lake Kivu'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-114977072750787636</id><published>2006-06-08T10:56:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T14:45:27.543+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Rwanda -- part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/640/IMG_0479.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_0479.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm feeling a bit uncomfortable after our return from Rwanda.  Reading about genocide in a book simply is not the same as walking the streets of Kigali and imagining the chaos that took place there 12 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing the mass graves, bones, skulls, etc. was unsettling.  More than that though, I'm feeling a sense of shame that while I was enjoying 7th grade, a million people were killed in the span of about 100 days.  Even worse, the international response was to essentially ignore the genocide.  Even the Catholic church condoned it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we visited Kigali, Kibuye and Ruhengeri.  We visited the tourist office in Kigali on Friday evening and found out we were no longer on the list for Saturday.  Apparently since we had not paid for our gorilla permits, they dropped us in favor of someone who was paying.  The lady put us on the list for Monday even though that caused the total number of people to be 41, one more than allowed.  She said she'd have to remove someone's name.  The lady took our $375 apiece and we were set for Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since our itinerary shifted, we spent the night in Kigali at the Hotel Isimbi and had dinner at a Greek restaurant across town.  Saturday, we rode a daladala style van (but thankfully with nobody standing) to Kibuye.  The road had many twists and turns but given the fact that this is the land of a thousand hills, the continually curving road is understandable.  We rode moto taxis to our hotel to drop our stuff and then pretty much walked all the way back to townto check out the Sunday mass schedule for St. John's church.  On our way back, we enjoyed some mighty fine bottles of Coca-Cola.  When we were almost back to the hotel, we decided to check out a really long hike that took us out to the end of another peninsula.  Ultimately we rewarded our efforts with a nice swim in Lake Kivu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, we attended mass at St. John's and boarded the van back to Kigali. Once at Kigali, we purchased tickets for the bus to Ruhengeri and ate some lunch.  For the ride to Ruhengeri, the tour company had an actual bus.  Not a large bus, but at least everyone had their own seat and there was no overcrowding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Ruhengeri, we stayed at the Hotel Marahaba, apparently the best hotel in town.  Unfortunately, there didi not seem to be any hot water in our water heater for some reason.  We took a hike to the top of the hill by the post office to try to get a better view of the volcanoes, but apparently there are some important communications towers up there that are guarded by the military and it was not ok for us to be up there.  We were surrounded by local kids who had led us up there, so they didn't do anything but escort us back down.  The views of the volcanoes were not that spectacular anyway as there were too many trees.  I had goat stew for dinner that night.  Not too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday, we visited the gorillas.  The park has eight habituated groups-five for tourism and three for research.  Eight people are allowed in a group, but our group only had five.  The other couple with us had just retired from the organic food business.  Ever heard of Silk brand soy milk?  Yeah, we met the guy that invented it and took the company to the top.  He said that they had the best selling chocolate milk in the country at one point, and it wasn't even milk.  He also told Alison to tell her friend that drinks Silk, "Thanks for sending me around the world."  Too funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More about the gorillas and Rwanda in my next post.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-114977072750787636?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/114977072750787636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=114977072750787636&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/114977072750787636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/114977072750787636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/06/rwanda-part-1.html' title='Rwanda -- part 1'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-114916617957878789</id><published>2006-06-01T14:44:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T14:49:39.586+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Mt. Kilimanjaro</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/640/IMG_0342.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_0342.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  This is a photo of Mt. Kilimanjaro, taken just about two hours ago, as Phil and I were walking from the Amani office toward the children's home.  Phil was giving a tour to some people from Buffalo, NY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids played drums and played soccer.  I took some pictures of that and some video also.  The video files are a bit too large to post, sorry!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-114916617957878789?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/114916617957878789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=114916617957878789&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/114916617957878789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/114916617957878789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/06/mt-kilimanjaro.html' title='Mt. Kilimanjaro'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-115028950383504666</id><published>2006-06-01T14:25:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T14:51:43.886+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Food, Tanzania style</title><content type='html'>Today, Phil, Alison and I had lunch at a local place where I had 'mix wali' which means 'rice mix'.  The rice was served with beans, a small bit of meat (probably beef or something similar), stewed cabbage and some sort of soup/vegetable broth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other memorable lunches: at Amani, I've had rice or ugali (some sort of basic starch, maybe corn meal based-- piled like mashed potatoes but with a consistancy not unlike that of unleavened bread) with chopped spinach and meat.  I should mention that the spinach isn't really like our spinach in the US, and the meat served isn't USDA prime.  I avoided eating the intestine, but the actual meat was fine if you ate around the fatty parts and the bone.  I've also had rice and beans, again with the suspicious meat.  We also had a tastier rice/meat dish at Amani on the first Sunday I was here.  It was a special meal apparently.  The kids love it all, demonstrated by their eagerness to eat whatever I (and the other staff) have left on the plate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better, but still somewhat traditional meals have included the lunch today, rice and beans, and spaghetti with sliced carrots, a small amount of garlic and onion, and tomatoes (no sauce).  Those were all made in house though, not for the kids at Amani or at a restaurant.  I'll explain what that means a bit more in a post at a later time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't taken any photos of the food because I haven't thought it would be appropriate, especially not at Amani.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another food note, tonight, we are going to have dinner at El Rancho, Phil's favorite restaurant in town.  Despite the name, El Rancho is an Indian food restaurant.  Apparently, the owner of the restaurant had lined up a mexican food chef and applied for all of the necessary government permits, etc. but then at the last minute, the chef couldn't come for some reason.  However, there was an Indian chef available.  Thus, "El Rancho: Indian Restaurant" was born.  They recently added some Chinese food and pizza to their menu apparently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moshi also has a tasty Chinese place called "Panda Chinese" (with some delicious spring rolls) and I've already mentioned that there are a few pizza/Italian style outlets in town and other Indian restaurants.  A handful of places serve food that is fairly close to American staples like ham and cheese sandwiches and burgers (but the ketchup here is different--it has a different consistency and taste).  Plenty of local food restaurants as well of course.  Still no mexican food though, so there's an opportunity to break into a market here!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-115028950383504666?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/115028950383504666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=115028950383504666&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/115028950383504666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/115028950383504666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/06/food-tanzania-style.html' title='Food, Tanzania style'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-114915548781897515</id><published>2006-06-01T11:46:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T11:51:27.846+02:00</updated><title type='text'>So I'm living in Tanzania</title><content type='html'>After 26 hours of travel, I finally arrived in Tanzania.  I can't say that my travel experience was spectacular since I missed out on lunch in Detroit and paid $25 for a meal in New York, but since then, things have been much smoother.  I think most of my concern was from reading the book about the Rwandan Genocide, "We wish to inform you that tomorrow we will be killed with our families" by Philip Gourevitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to sleep on my flight to Amsterdam, but of course, dinner and breakfast got in the way to some extent.  I napped on the flight from Amsterdam to Kilimanjaro as well, so I was fairly rested upon arrival and all things considered, jet lag has not been too bad.  The Mountain Dew for Phil survived the trip and I picked up some Belgian chocolate in Amsterdam for everyone to enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made my first visit to Amani last week Thursday and spent a little time interacting with the kids and getting to know their names.  Even now, I'm still having trouble remembering some names, but many of them are fairly memorable, like Rama, Amani, Fortunatus, Paulo Pascali (everyone calls him by his first and last name--it's cute), just to name a few.  Some of the kids have mental handicaps and can be difficult to handle.  Technico likes to pinch and bite, and he tends to hang around and cause problems.  Doudy does not speak, although he does sing the first couple notes to "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star" on occasion.  Doudy likes to run away, but unfortunately he cannot tell anyone that he needs to get back to Amani, so a lot of attention is paid to keeping track of him.  He's a nice kid though.  Zena also has some mental handicaps, but is very friendly.  I'll write more about the kids another time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phil and Alison live in "the compound" at KCMC, Kilimanjaro Christian Medical Center.  This is a regional hospital, a step up from the district hospitals in Tanzania.  If a district hospital cannot handle someone's illness, they are sent to a regional hospital.  Unfortunately, people are often sent to places like KCMC to die.  Along the main road nearby, there are a number of shops selling caskets.  At least I can take comfort in knowing that if I get bit by a stray dog, I can go to KCMC for rabies treatment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transportation in Tanzania is interesting.  People ride daladalas, which are essentially vans packed with people.  The fare is currently 250 shillings for adults, equivalent to about 20 cents (the current exchange rate is about 1 USD = 1,250 TZS).  Children's fare is 50 shillings I think, and if there are adults that do not have a seat, the children have to sit on the lap of an adult or stand.  They do their best to pack people in and it's not uncommon for the konda (conductor) to be hanging out the open door a bit, although they do try to get the door shut.  It's important to keep track of your valuables on the daladala.  I saw a passenger take a glance into a woman's outer pocket where her cell phone was and open the pocket a bit to see better.  He grinned at me and I shook my head.  The people here don't just steal from mzungu (white people), but from their fellow Tanzanian.  When the guy got off, I think he must have told the konda that she should protect her valuables better, because the konda said something to the woman and she moved her phone into her bra and looked a bit embarassed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phil and Alison have a nice routine each week.  On Thursdays, they have their Swahili lesson followed by pizza at 'Uptown,' a shop near the compound.  On Sunday, there's church.  On Monday, some expats (from various countries) working at KCMC get together to play volleyball (and I have an interesting story about that).  Tuesday evenings have bible study.  I don't want to get all philosophical, but I think that the simplicity of life combined with a good dose of routine and some periodic "special" things can make for a happy life.  Granted, after living here for 8 months, Phil and Alison are certainly missing some of the nicer things we have grown up with and become accustomed to.  Like the blooming onion at Outback Steakhouse for example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The interesting volleyball story: we played volleball at Will's house.  During the course of the games, the ball bounced away to this tall plant and the hedge at the road.  Will suddenly noticed the plant, saying "where did that come from?  Wait a minute, is that dope?"  Turns out, within the last two weeks, a marijuana plant grew to a height of about 5 feet!!  (I've seen some corn stalks that are 14 feet tall--I should take a picture.)  The theory is that someone threw a joint over the hedge and it had seeds in it.  Will joked that he would need to have his gardener burn the plant (it's common to burn trash here).  I've never seen weed before but it looked like the characteristic picture you see on t-shirts.  I held a bit of the plant up to my nose and thought it smelled kinda minty.  I don't really have a good concept of what it should smell like, but some others were confirming that it was marijuana.  One of the girls apparently dated an "agronomist" for a bit during college and had been exposed to the process.  She thought the plant had already developed seeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have some photos and will post them as I can, however, the Internet is very slow here.  At best, I can get a 14.4 Kbps connection, so have patience.  At least we haven't fully lost power yet.  Last night, the lights were randomly going out for a few seconds at a time during dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, we leave for Rwanda tomorrow.  Although I have been able to withdraw cash from the ATMs here in Moshi, It turns out that there are no Visa ATM's in Rwanda, nor any major African bank like Barclay's or Standard Chartered, so we will need to take cash and exchange for Rwandan Francs.  We will be going to see the gorillas on Saturday morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-114915548781897515?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/114915548781897515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=114915548781897515&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/114915548781897515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/114915548781897515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/06/so-im-living-in-tanzania.html' title='So I&apos;m living in Tanzania'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-114842132152067583</id><published>2006-05-23T22:56:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T23:55:21.736+02:00</updated><title type='text'>NYC - Kennedy Airport</title><content type='html'>Northwest uses Terminal 4 at JFK, specifically the 'A' gates.  This is the main international terminal.  This has made things really easy for me as my KLM flight is right next to where we came in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, the ramp service folks at Detroit couldn't get their act together and move a stray luggage cart for 15 minutes, so our arrival at the gate in Detroit was delayed about 15 minutes.  That left me with about 45 minutes before we departed for NYC and unfortunately, I didn't have enough time to grab a bite to eat.  I did get out into the airport for a few minutes though to use the restroom and generally check it out since I've never seen the new airport.  Since I usually fly United, my Detroit experience has been limited to the old crappy terminal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We couldn't depart Detroit on time either.  We boarded the plane on time, but there was still a lot of luggage to load.  I was pretty annoyed because I was really hungry and now here I am in NYC spending $25 for a burger, some chicken fingers, and a soda.  We arrived at the gate in New York at 3:40, ten minutes late.  If I leave the 'A' gates, I'll have to go through security again (and since I have a lot of electronics packed, they had to do some extra screening in Chicago).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to the trip at any rate, but I'm still feeling bouts of nervousness.  I just met some people at the airport bar who are headed to Ireland and so that has helped buoy my spirits.  I guess the lack of food in Detroit probably added some to my previous pissy mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm planning to sleep for the JFK to Amsterdam flight as that will somewhat closely match nighttime in Tanzania.  I want to stay awake for as much of Amsterdam-Kilimanjaro as possible as well so that I can minimize the effects of jet lag.  Getting some sleep will surely help me feel better too as I didn't get much sleep last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what life holds in store for the next three and a half weeks.  After Phil picks me up from the airport on Wednesday evening, the next thing set in my itinerary is the trip to Rwanda, but that isn't until the first weekend of June, and I honestly don't know too many details yet.  Clearly, I don't fully know what to expect.  You might say that the fact that I'm stepping into the unknown is admirable.  The fact is, I'm not very good with such ambiguous circumstances and I'm way outside my comfort zone--It's hard not to think of all of the potential bad things that could happen.  I've set myself up to expect almost nothing for modern conveniences.  With Phil and Alison already on the ground and surviving, I'm comforted that I won't be stepping into the unknown alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So since I doubt that I'll be able to post for a few days at least, I'll leave the blog for now with this note of thanks:  thank you to everyone who has contributed time, materials, or money to help me fulfill my mission at Amani Children's Home.  I am very thankful to have so many generous friends and colleagues.  Together, we can all help make the world a better place, one step at a time.  Even though I'm flying halfway around the world into one of the poorest areas in the world, we can all find people near our homes that need help just as badly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-114842132152067583?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/114842132152067583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=114842132152067583&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/114842132152067583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/114842132152067583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/05/nyc-kennedy-airport.html' title='NYC - Kennedy Airport'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-114839655031109143</id><published>2006-05-23T16:57:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T17:02:30.310+02:00</updated><title type='text'>In the airport</title><content type='html'>I'm currently in the Chicago airport about to catch my flight to Tanzania.  The itinerary is pretty crazy--Northwest for Chicago to a stoppover in Detroit, then on to New York City (JFK), transfer to KLM and fly to Amsterdam, then catch the flight to Kilimanjaro.  My flight leaves in about a half hour, and I will arrive in Tanzania at 8:30 pm Wednesday there, which is about 12:30 PM here in Chicago, also Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a little nervous about the trip.  I hope I got everything packed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the amazing things about technology-- Phil just sent me an IM.  "See you in 26 hours!" he says.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-114839655031109143?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/114839655031109143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=114839655031109143&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/114839655031109143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/114839655031109143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/05/in-airport.html' title='In the airport'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-114127518708801936</id><published>2006-03-02T05:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T16:37:13.600+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Tanzania/Rwanda</title><content type='html'>So here's the first post about my trip to Tanzania this summer.  I have set my vacation time at work: May 22 - June 16.  No plane ticket yet or other details.  I need to call United to see if there's some way I can use some of my 280,000 (and counting) frequent flyer miles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phil sent me an e-mail last week indicating that during my time there, he and Alison would be taking a trip to Rwanda to "see the gorillas."  So yes, of course I'm in for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've picked up a few books from the used book store down the street and am currently reading Hemingway's "The Snows of Kilimanjaro."  Also, I bought a lot of books and DVDs from Amazon today to help me understand what I'm getting into.  I'm also doing my best to learn some Swahili, although at the moment, the only words I remember are 'ndege,' which means 'plane,' and 'mbwa' and I don't remember what that means.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-114127518708801936?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/114127518708801936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=114127518708801936&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/114127518708801936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/114127518708801936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/03/tanzaniarwanda.html' title='Tanzania/Rwanda'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-113828675420209823</id><published>2006-02-10T15:44:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T16:55:43.486+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Asian Languages</title><content type='html'>Asian languages are interesting.  The character set is entirely different -- Chinese uses pictures as the base for the character set and Thai has a gazillion vowels but fewer overall characters thankfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not all phrases translate directly.  For example, the Chinese phrase "ni hao" is used in the sense of "hello" but literally translates to "I'm good."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asian languages are also tonal.  Similar to how English uses tone to establish emotion, Chinese and Thai use tone to establish the actual word being spoken.  If an incorrect tone is used, the meaning of what was said can be entirely different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, word structure uses some simple prefixes to change meaning.  As an example, in Chinese, appending the latin sound "bu-" to a word generally negates what was said.  "Bu hao" would translate to "not good."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conversationally, I was surprised that the courtesy of saying "please" is not really used.  I don't know enough of the language to say how respect is conveyed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-113828675420209823?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/113828675420209823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=113828675420209823&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113828675420209823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113828675420209823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/02/asian-languages.html' title='Asian Languages'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-113666460743425264</id><published>2006-02-09T21:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T22:45:58.450+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/1600/IMG_0187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_0187.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Chinese New Year was celebrated on January 29 this year, and surprisingly, there's not much that goes on.  In fact, Beijing pretty much shuts down.  The closest thing I can equate this holiday with in the US is Christmas, but without the same level of commercialization.  Granted there's plenty of people buying little paper dogs and other various decor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the most part people travel to their homes to visit their families and the company I have been consulting for shuts down for a week.  Apparently that's pretty common.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/1600/IMG_0209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_0209.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  One of the most classic examples of Chinese New Year is the lantern. I visited the lantern festival in Chaoyang park this week and took a bunch of pictures. Some of the lanterns are as large as a parade float!! Traditionally, the lanterns would have been lit with candles, but that's quite dangerous this day in age, so they're all lit with light bulbs nowadays. One of the coolest lanterns was themed on the 2008 olympics. There was even a dog playing baseball!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-113666460743425264?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/113666460743425264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=113666460743425264&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113666460743425264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113666460743425264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/02/chinese-new-year.html' title='Chinese New Year'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-113828724684868765</id><published>2006-02-09T15:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T16:25:54.360+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Pollution</title><content type='html'>Beijing is seriously polluted, and for the most part, I've already adjusted to it so I don't notice the smells anymore.  However, when I wake up, I usually have to blow my nose to clear things out.  As I do this, the burning smell of the pollution overtakes any other scent in my room.  I can only guess that my lungs are not happy to have this nasty air in them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-113828724684868765?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/113828724684868765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=113828724684868765&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113828724684868765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113828724684868765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/02/pollution.html' title='Pollution'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-113828681222227659</id><published>2006-02-09T15:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T22:56:04.816+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Working in Beijing</title><content type='html'>Spending time in Beijing as a tourist is different from spending time in Beijing as a businessperson.  I've met a number of interesting people who are also here on business, perhaps temporarilly like me, or perhaps permanently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the interesting things I clued in on this week was in the China daily: President Bush: is amazed with China.  This country needs to create 25 million jobs a year just to stay even.  Given the current stress over the economy and job creation in the United States, I'm wondering if we will be able to keep up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, many of the jobs here are unskilled.  It seems like every streetcorner has a soldier standing guard.  There are plenty of people working at the hotel to attend to my every need.  It seems like things that could be done with a machine are done by hand, simply because someone needs a job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, the best perk about being here on business is that I can interact with the local people and learn more about how they live.  A lot of it is just day to day stuff, like the wife of the main contact at client I am working for just had a baby, so there's some excitement about that.  Everybody has been talking about the holiday and asking me how I enjoyed my trip to Thailand.  All around good times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-113828681222227659?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/113828681222227659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=113828681222227659&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113828681222227659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113828681222227659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/02/working-in-beijing.html' title='Working in Beijing'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-113784825816932146</id><published>2006-02-09T13:57:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T16:24:46.253+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Personal service</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/1600/IMG_0048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_0048.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So during my second week here in Beijing, I'm not feeling the personal service that I felt my first week here, so I'm going to write about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first week, I spent a lot of time hanging out in the executive lounge and chatting it up with the friendly staff.  It was really easy because my room was on the same floor.  One of the staff members, Dee, was always saying hello to me, and all of the staff knew my name from day 1.  Dee is pictured to the right.  When I was brought to my room for the first time, the bellman turned on lights and mentioned one particular light that he liked to have on because it created nice ambiance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week, I didn't feel the same friendliness.  I was not shown to my room.  The staff in the executive lounge were a bit too professional.  I called upon my 'personal butler' occasionally for some tea or hot chocolate, and that was nice, and the people were very friendly, but nobody was particularly chatty.  I suppose it's possible that the typical traveller at swanky hotels doesn't want to be bothered.  On the flip side, the young gentleman that served as the door man in the evenings always welcomed me to the hotel, recognizing my face.  He would ask how my dinner at x location was, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should mention that both hotels had a very professional staff and I think that if I had made more effort, I would have made my second week more memorable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-113784825816932146?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/113784825816932146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=113784825816932146&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113784825816932146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113784825816932146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/02/personal-service.html' title='Personal service'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-113828665172523429</id><published>2006-02-09T13:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T16:24:18.870+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting around Beijing</title><content type='html'>How, when competing with a population of 12-15 million people does one navigate Beijing? [population: &lt;a href="http://www.demographia.com/db-beijing-ward.htm"&gt;1&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.chinadaily.com.cn/english/doc/2005-01/07/content_406996.htm"&gt;2&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.chinadaily.com.cn/english/doc/2005-04/15/content_434469.htm"&gt;3&lt;/a&gt;, interestingly, 2 and 3 are from the China Daily, a daily English language newspaper, months apart, and reporting different counts.]  Beijing's highway system reminds me of Houston: there are a bunch of expressway rings around the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can think of these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;On foot&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bicycle&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bus&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Subway&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Taxi&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Personal vehicle&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Foreigners are not allowed to drive in Beijing, with the exception of ex-pats in residence, who may endure the red-tape for a Chinese driving license.  Still, with that license, you cannot drive outside of Beijing proper, period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving in Beijing is not for the weak however: traffic is chaotic, but somehow, it seems to work.  There's no such thing as a left turn signal, even at major intersections.  Vehicles just push their way through an interesection when making a left turn, and oncoming traffic actually stops.  The basic rule is that the larger vehicle has right-of-way, although my taxi drivers slightly cut off busses once in awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the expansive scale of the city, only nearby destinations are reasonably reached by taking bus number 11 - Chinese slang for walking.  Most visitors will travel from place to place in a taxi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-113828665172523429?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/113828665172523429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=113828665172523429&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113828665172523429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113828665172523429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/02/getting-around-beijing.html' title='Getting around Beijing'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-113941600431362420</id><published>2006-02-08T17:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T17:26:44.336+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicken, anyone?</title><content type='html'>KFC continues to be really popular over here.  I've mentioned chicken in some other posts, but figured I'd point out that there have not been any concerns about catching Avian flu from cooked chicken.  In fact, I ate chicken for dinner tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-113941600431362420?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/113941600431362420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=113941600431362420&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113941600431362420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113941600431362420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/02/chicken-anyone.html' title='Chicken, anyone?'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-113941472672026341</id><published>2006-02-08T16:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T17:05:26.746+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching up</title><content type='html'>I've started re-posting following Blogger's troubles.  I tried my best to line the datestamp of the post up with when I actually wrote the post, but some of this is admittedly guesswork.  I've posted most of the stuff I already wrote but there's a couple that I want to attach pictures to and will do that later.  Stay tuned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-113941472672026341?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/113941472672026341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=113941472672026341&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113941472672026341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113941472672026341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/02/catching-up.html' title='Catching up'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-113929424935733428</id><published>2006-02-07T07:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T07:37:29.376+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogger trouble</title><content type='html'>So I posted a couple of things last week, but apparently, Blogger had some difficulties over the weekend and my posts were lost.  Thankfully they were short.  I'm a little nervous about putting a post up right away after the outage, so I think I'll wait one more day before I get back into talking about the trip.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-113929424935733428?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/113929424935733428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=113929424935733428&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113929424935733428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113929424935733428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/02/blogger-trouble.html' title='Blogger trouble'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-113941120751195620</id><published>2006-02-04T06:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T16:06:47.523+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I miss</title><content type='html'>There are some things that you miss while you are out and hear about later and think 'Oh yeah...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of these are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The State of the Union address&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Groundhog Day&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's a bit odd to forget about an event as large as the State of the Union address, but then again, I was on vacation.  Granted Groundhog day isn't as big a deal as, say, Memorial Day, but it's still one of those days that everyone hears about in anticipation of a short winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Of course, there are other things that I am completely aware of but will miss and cannot do anything about it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Super Bowl&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-113941120751195620?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/113941120751195620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=113941120751195620&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113941120751195620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113941120751195620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/02/things-i-miss.html' title='Things I miss'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-113941357076202672</id><published>2006-02-04T00:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T16:22:50.110+02:00</updated><title type='text'>One night in Bangkok (and the world's your Oyster)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/1600/IMG_0161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_0161.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was my first night in Bangkok.  I met up with Thana and we went out for dinner to a cool pizza place.  We milled around a bit, but I was tired and Thana had to work the next day, so we didn't stay out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had been traveling all day.  Ban Luang is serviced by a non-air conditioned bus at roughly 8:30 am.  This route is the northern equivalent to my trip from Chiang Mai to Nan, passing through Phayo.  Sean was not able to see me off as he had to head out into the country on a school trip, so his friend Peafoy came over at 8:00 to make sure I got on the bus.  It was very nice of her to do that, and she even brought a couple small bags of some sort of mini-cookies (looked like a mini fig newton as the inside was dusted with chocolate, but tasted slightly like regular Cap'n Crunch).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really proud of myself when I understood the 'bus-attendant' tell us that we'd be taking a 15 minute break at some random town's bus terminal.  I looked for some fresh fruit for sale, but couldn't find any and settled on a Magnum ice cream bar instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've been to Bangkok before, so the world is already my oyster I guess.  Here's a photo of the Bangkok skyline.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-113941357076202672?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/113941357076202672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=113941357076202672&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113941357076202672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113941357076202672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/02/one-night-in-bangkok-and-worlds-your.html' title='One night in Bangkok (and the world&apos;s your Oyster)'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-113941349787427212</id><published>2006-02-01T17:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T16:12:21.853+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends, and a home cooked meal</title><content type='html'>One of the nicest things about seeing friends while travelling is getting a home-cooked meal.  After arriving in Ban Luang, Sean and I visited one of his fellow teachers and prepared supper.  It was essentially a cashew chicken stir fry.  I cut up the vegetables and Sean cut up the chicken.  We were having special chicken that night: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;boneless&lt;/span&gt; chicken breasts.  The photo below is of Sean cutting the chicken out on the back porch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/1600/IMG_0136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_0136.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The meal was fantastic.  One of the interesting elements was glutenous rice, also known as sticky rice.  The meal was entirely finger-food style.  We formed small rice balls and grabbed some of the main dish.  It's amazing how quickly this fills you up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-113941349787427212?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/113941349787427212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=113941349787427212&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113941349787427212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113941349787427212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/02/friends-and-home-cooked-meal.html' title='Friends, and a home cooked meal'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-113941311096930608</id><published>2006-01-31T16:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T16:38:30.973+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Things any traveller should bring to Thailand</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Toilet paper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Alarm clock (added bonus if the alarm clock is inside your cell phone)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Compass&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Also, a cell phone is handy as you can call ahead to a guest house to see if they have room at your leisure rather than from a pay phone.  Also very useful when meeting up with someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;I brought toilet paper (wet wipes actually--they're useful for washing your hands, face, feet, etc.) and a cell phone with an alarm clock, but didn't bring a compass.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was a bit uncomfortable at the bus station in &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Nan&lt;/st1:place&gt; since my Lonely Planet map told me where the Nan Guest House was, but it was dark and I had no idea what direction to head in.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I decided to call the guest house, and the owner was nice enough to come pick me up, on a motor bike….&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was a short, fun ride, and it's a good thing I don't have too much luggage!!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Holding on to all of it was challenging enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-113941311096930608?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/113941311096930608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=113941311096930608&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113941311096930608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113941311096930608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/01/things-any-traveller-should-bring-to.html' title='Things any traveller should bring to Thailand'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-113941292670246689</id><published>2006-01-31T12:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T16:35:26.703+01:00</updated><title type='text'>We speak English; therefore, we own the world</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Especially in touristy areas, English and the local language always seem to be available.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I'm surprised that even in remote &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Thailand&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;, I'm seeing periodic signs in English (most recently, 'Police Station') and running into people that speak some English.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Americans have it pretty easy and it's a shame that there isn't more emphasis on a second language, especially when kids are young.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-113941292670246689?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/113941292670246689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=113941292670246689&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113941292670246689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113941292670246689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/01/we-speak-english-therefore-we-own.html' title='We speak English; therefore, we own the world'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-113941283374451816</id><published>2006-01-31T12:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T16:33:53.746+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Left or Right?  Vote now!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Around the world, countries differ in driving practices.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Some countries drive on the right and some drive on the left.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Which is better and why?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Why do you think these differences exist?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;I suspect that since most of the people reading this are accustomed to driving on the right, most will say that driving on the right is better.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I doubt there's any scientific evidence out there to support any claim, but I'll be curious to see people's opinions, and if somebody's really ambitious, a reference to some Internet debate on the subject.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-113941283374451816?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/113941283374451816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=113941283374451816&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113941283374451816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113941283374451816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/01/left-or-right-vote-now.html' title='Left or Right?  Vote now!'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-113941272275916996</id><published>2006-01-31T12:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T06:07:11.820+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The most important words to know in a foreign language</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;This is a list of absolute basic words one should know, at minimum, in the native language before entering a foreign country.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Critical:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;              &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Toilet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hello&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Please&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Thank you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Common numbers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;For a little added convenience:&lt;/span&gt;              &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Hotel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Police&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Telephone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;You're welcome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;I do not speak &lt;language&gt; &lt;language&gt;&lt;/language&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Beer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Do you think I missed something?  Let me know whether you think the word is critical to getting around or whether it just adds convenience.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-113941272275916996?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/113941272275916996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=113941272275916996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113941272275916996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113941272275916996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/01/most-important-words-to-know-in.html' title='The most important words to know in a foreign language'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-113941249545805739</id><published>2006-01-31T11:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T16:28:15.463+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting around Thailand</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Even for anyone without their own mode of transportation, travel in &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Thailand&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; is quite easy.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;For large distances, all of the traditional options are available: air, train, and bus.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Of course, air and train options are somewhat limited.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Thailand&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; has a government-run bus system, like Greyhound, but many other bus companies compete for travellers as well, especially along the Bangkok-Chiang Mai route.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Busses offer different classes of service, depending on the bus mainly.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My experience relates to an air-conditioned trip with movie.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was surprised to be offered a small snack box and a glass of cola.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It turns out that the bus system has some equivalent of flight attendants: people to help you out with minor services during the trip.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;When in a local area, the traveller can make use of local buses (although this is not efficient for those of us with time constraints) or taxis.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Generally in Chiang Mai, there are two types of taxi: swangthaews and tuk-tuks.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Swangthaews are basically a pickup truck that has been outfitted with a somewhat enclosed rear and seats in the cargo area.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;(In Thai, swangthaew translates into 'two rows' as in two rows of seats along the two sides of the cargo area.)&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You flag one down, state your destination, and if the driver agrees to take you, you negotiate the fare.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In Chiang Mai, anything more than 15-20 baht is generally a rip off, except for trips that cross between two outer depths of the city, or the trip from the zoo to Doi Suthep.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have found that negotiating in Thai (and using polite phrasing like '20 baht, is that ok sir?') is better than negotiating in English.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The drivers will try to swindle you if you're not careful, and even though it's an insignificant amount in USD, it's important to play the game and talk the price down.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;On my trip from the city center to the bus terminal today, I was originally quoted 50 baht and insisted right away on the legitimate fare: 20 baht.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Tuk-tuks are like a miniaturized and open-air version of a &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;London&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; taxi or a PT Cruiser in that they have a narrow front and wider back end.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Generally fares on tuk-tuks are higher due to the novelty factor I suppose.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They are quick to get you to a destination though, and especially pleasant during the hot part of the day due to their open-air nature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;A meter-taxi company just started up in Chiang Mai as well, but there are not very many taxis, so if you really wanted to use this option, you'd have to call ahead to schedule it I suppose.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The swangthaew drivers have been doing their best to shut this down apparently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-113941249545805739?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/113941249545805739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=113941249545805739&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113941249545805739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113941249545805739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/01/getting-around-thailand.html' title='Getting around Thailand'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-113941239413619812</id><published>2006-01-31T11:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T16:26:34.136+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Thai food</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Many people associate Thai food with spiciness, however, Thai meals are really organized around balance between all of the various flavors: sweet, spicy, sour, bland, etc, and all food items are served at the same time (except of course, dessert items).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Unlike &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;China&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, where chopsticks are the norm, Thai food is eaten with the usual utensils.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Dishes are meant to be shared, family style, and as a result, are slightly small.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Individual servings of rice compliment the main dishes.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When eating, one chooses whatever suits their fancy and adds it to their own rice.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Generally speaking, northern dishes tend to have a bit more spiciness.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Thai curries do tend to burn intensely but briefly, due to the balance between pure and strong spices and softer herbs like lemongrass and galangal.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Thai meals are a communal event of two or more people, primarily because the greater number of people leads to a greater number (and variety) of dishes ordered.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-113941239413619812?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/113941239413619812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=113941239413619812&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113941239413619812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113941239413619812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/01/thai-food.html' title='Thai food'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-113941230600908471</id><published>2006-01-31T11:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T16:25:06.016+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Stepping out of my comfort zone</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;So far, it has been really easy for me to get around with just English and *very* basic Chinese and &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Thai.&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Today, I boarded a bus to &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Nan&lt;/st1:place&gt;, a small city Lonely Planet describes as little known but steeped in history.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The population is listed at 24,300, but looking at the map, the city seems very small for that sort of population.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I figured, since the ride is 6 hours or so, I might as well catch up on some of these topics I've been holding out on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;I've already called the Nan Guest House when I was sitting at the bus terminal and confirmed that they have a room available.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I think the lady that answered was trying to say something about the bath being attached or shared, but I wasn't sure, so we agreed that I would come take a look first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;So a recap from my update yesterday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Monk Chat was very interesting, yet again.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I asked a lot of questions about Buddhism, the five precepts, the process of becoming a monk, etc. and it was all very interesting.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A pre-med student from &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Chiang&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt; &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Mai&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;University&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; also joined in on the conversation so he could practice his English.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Both had been studying English for awhile and did fairly well.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I think they could be stellar with some great teachers, but even they admitted that &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Thailand&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; is short good English teachers.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Anyone can teach English here--no degree in English is required.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Not even a basic teaching certificate!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They helped me with some key words in Thai as well.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We focused on some numbers and phrases that help establish the price.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;I stayed at Monk Chat well past the designated finishing time, but nobody seemed to mind.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;After Monk Chat, I caught a swangthaew to the Night Bazaar and checked out the various wares.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;DVD's were expensive at 100 baht each.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I wouldn't pay more than 40.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Generally, I wasn't really in the market for anything, but it was cool to look around and see all of the fake name brand clothes/watches, and the various local crafts.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Everything was quite overpriced.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;I walked from the Night Bazaar to the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Bar&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt; &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Beer&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt;  &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Center&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; near Tha Phae Gate.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Monday nights are Muay Thai night (Thai Boxing), and since I was arriving so late, I didn't pay the 400 baht cover that everyone else apparently paid.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I had a couple of beers, the local beer is Chiang, and at 6.75%, it packs a nice punch.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My waitress told me that it's the number one beer in &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Thailand&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; even better than Singha apparently.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I chose it because it was cheapest and I hadn't heard of it before.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Thai boxing is interesting as it's quite legitimate over here.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They flight with gloves but have no other visible protective gear.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They punch and kick hard, and will throw each other around violently.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Over all, there is still a sense of respect between the fighters though, both before and (if the losing fighter can get up) after the match.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It certainly seems like healthy competition at any rate.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I think it caters to the tourists quite a bit, but there were a good number of locals at the event as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Today, I went to Doi Suthep, pretty much the thing you have to see when you come to Chiang Mai.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This is one of the most sacred temples in northern &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Thailand&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This wat is situated in the hills northwest of Chiang Mai.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Legend says that during the reign of King Kuena (1355-1385), holy relics were discovered.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was determined that they would place the relics on the back of a white elephant, and the elephant would stop at the location where the wat should be built.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The elephant walked all the way to this location, where it died from fatigue due to the long journey.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I thought the wat was interesting, but since I do not subscribe to Buddhism, it was just another wat to some extent.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Certainly, I appreciate its importance to Buddhism however, especially since I was told the legend of how it came into existence.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was pretty annoyed by this guy from &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Switzerland&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; (originally from &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Malaysia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He kept comparing &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Thailand&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; to various other places and complaining that &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Thailand&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; didn't meet his expectations.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was ironic that he was talking about how knowledgeable he is (he knows 5 languages and two dialects) but he seemed to hold a number of false impressions of Americans, couldn't say a nice word about the Chinese, etc.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He really seemed quite overeducated and intolerant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;I felt like I was running a bit late, so I grabbed some take-away lunch from Mike's burgers.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The burger was ok, not like In-N-Out, but it had all the trimmings and was a nice break from Asian food.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I should note that I feel like my concept of eating here is similar to in the states.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Back home, I'll eat Italian, German, Asian, fast food, etc, but my primary staple back home is probably European based food.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Over here, I'm eating mostly Asian food, with a periodic burger or whatever, to keep things interesting.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It's also nice to have a taste of home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;So now I'm on the bus.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They showed a Hollywood movie- I'm not sure what movie, as I missed the beginning of the credits, but it was a Don Roos movie (ND graduate) so I definitely thought that was interesting.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was able to follow the basic storyline but had no idea on the details as it was all in &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Thai.&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We're something like 100+ km from &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Nan&lt;/st1:place&gt; right now, so I still have a few hours to kill.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-113941230600908471?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/113941230600908471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=113941230600908471&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113941230600908471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113941230600908471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/01/stepping-out-of-my-comfort-zone.html' title='Stepping out of my comfort zone'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-113941177282605407</id><published>2006-01-31T08:17:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T16:25:41.006+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Questions about Thailand?</title><content type='html'>Here's your opportunity to ask me questions about my time in Thailand, using Blogger's comments feature.  Please limit yourself to questions about the Thailand trip; I'll have another post for Beijing later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-113941177282605407?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/113941177282605407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=113941177282605407&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113941177282605407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113941177282605407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/01/questions-about-thailand.html' title='Questions about Thailand?'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-113861658846876339</id><published>2006-01-30T10:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T11:23:09.310+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sawatdee krap</title><content type='html'>I've arrived in Thailand, safe and sound, and even have a roof over my head!  Just a quick recap, as I only have a few minutes before I need to head out.  Also, the keyboard at this Internet cafe sucks, so I'm having to go back and correct a lot of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arrived without trouble on Saturday, although of course I had to go through security three times - Beijing, Hong Kong, and Bangkok.  I had a little trouble getting the bottle of Margarita mix through Beijing (they kept saying I had to declare it), but I played stupid.  After I opened it and the customs agent took a whiff, he must have decided there wasn't enough alcohol in it for there to be a problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recall that my itinerary is officially with Cathay Pacific (to Bankok).  The firstl left was operated by Air China though, so they could only get me checked in to Hong Kong.  Air China was nice- I watched part of some movie in French (with English subtitles) and they came around with a hot towel often.  I was even given a free model of an Air China 747 because I was in business class and it's Chinese New Year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a note to you travellers out there: when making international connections and switching airlines, it is easiest to deal with carry-on luggage.  The benefit is that I didn't have to go through customs and back just to retrieve my luggage and get checked in again.  All I had to do was go to the transfer desk and get my boarding pass.  I also had to go through security again, as it seems like they keep international arrivals and departures quite separated.  I did have to go through security though.  It was nice to leave my laptop in the bag while going through security... it made the whole process easier.  The Hong Kong airport is amazing.  I took a few photos, but I won't post them here as they're not very interesting.  Toward the end of the trip, I'll post everything to a gallery so you can see all of the photos if you like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Bangkok, I had to go to the transfer desk again to get checked in for my Thai airways flight.  I also tried to find a place that would sell a SIM card for my phone and an ATM so I could load up on baht.  Unfortunately, they don't sell SIM cards at the airport and my only option for cash was an exchange station.  Not knowing the situation in Chiang Mai, I figured I would change 200 RMB, which got me about 800 baht, enough to get started.  I gave Sean a call from a phone at the airport to see when we can meet up- looks like Wednesday will be best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Chiang Mai, I went through Thai imigration and found both an ATM and pay phone.  I loaded up on a couple thousand baht and started calling guest houses.  I found Smile House for 350 baht/night and since it was midnight and I was tired, I took it.  The room was basic but clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was a bit of an orientation day for me.  I got up at about 7:30 and went to Wat Suan Dok just west of the old city to check on a meditation program that was supposedly offered on Sunday nights.  Well, the program changed to Tuesday nights, and was cancelled this week anyway, so I wouldn't be able to do it.  I met a couple novice monks (and have a photo that I will post later), and we chatted until lunchtime about Thailand, the language, differences with English, their life, etc.  Turns out that Sunday was Buddhists day and today is Novice's day, so there's a lot of celebrating going on right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once back in the city, I bought a SIM card and started to hunt for replacement lodgin.  Smile House seemed to have a lot of people who were into trekking, and generally had an odd environment.  I lined up the Pagoda Inn, which is also clean and basic, with a much nicer courtyard area.  The room unfortunately does not have a window (except in the bathroom) and has a double bed, but they charged me the single price, 250 baht/night.  Since I'll only be sleeping there, I didn't mind too much about the window, and as for the price, it's busy season apparently.  By this time, it's about 4 o'clock in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all of that sorted out, I decided to head to the bus station to get information on the schedule to Nan, near Sean's location.  It's quite a long walk,m but I stopped at a small market along the way.  If you've ever wondered where the random crap from garage sales ends up, it's all along this street.  They had some VCDs and Levi jeans and other stuff too, but of course I didn't buy anything.  On the plus side, many items had marked prices and were very cheap.  At the bus station, I decided to buy the ticket to Nan right away- 295 baht for the 4-6 hour ride, in air conditioning.  Not too shabby.  I depart tomorrow in the early afternoon.  Finally, to close out the day, I browsed the Sunday market on Tha Phae gate.  The notable nearby attraction that I didn't visit was Starbucks Coffee.  My 5 baht bottle of water was more than adequate.  Lunch and dinner at the market cost a total of about 50 baht, and everything was quite tasty.  I had some egg wonton sort of thing in a sweet sauce (a dessert item it turns out), some quarter-sized fried egg with soy sauce, and pad thai (Thai style noodles).  One of the oddest things about the market was the music that was playing: Christian rock.  I'm not sure if it was intentional or if the DJ just didn't know.  Seems like kind of an odd thing in a mostly Buddhist state.  I thought about going out to a bar, a club or heading to the Night Bazzar, but I was still tired from the short night before, so opted out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, the roosters were crowing early, but I stayed in bed until 7:30 again.  Unfortunately, the shower was fairly cold and uncomfortable, but that motivated me to be quick.  One note on the shower that I initially thought was odd, but have since grown accustomed to: the shower simply hangs on the wall in the bathroom and there's a drain in the bathroom floor.  Of course, at the door, there's a little lip to keep the water from leaving the bathroom.  The shower is slightly separated from the toilet at the Pagoda Inn by a partial wall, but at Smile House, that was not the case.  It's a basic setup but works well in this tropical environment.  I wouldn't be surprised to see the setup at a beach house along the oceanfront or in Hawaii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a banana for 5 baht this morning, but still felt quite hungry and succomed to the temptation of the regular American breakfast for 95 baht (including fresh squeezed OJ and hot tea).  Then began a further celebration of food.  I took the Thai culinary course offered by Gap's House.  This lasted from 10a - 4p.  The class started with a tour of a local food market, offering all of the typical things-- vegetables, coconut cream, meat, fruit and fruit juice, and of course, various insects.  (Insects are not a major ingredient in Thai food however.  We were shown them mostly for the wow factor and everyone took the obligatory photo.)  We cooked about 5 things for lunch, made roses from tomato peelings and some sort of flower looking thing from an onion.  Don't think that's really amazing or anything, because once somebody shows it to you, you realize how easy it is.  Really cool nonetheless, and I look forward to dressing up a serving platter some day.  We also made a few items for dinner and I have those in some styrofoam for later.  Among the items we made are green curry chicken (with homemade green curry paste), stir fried chicken with cashew nut, fish souffle, Thai fish cake (with cucumber sauce), and lemongrass soup with shrimp, plus some item that I'm forgetting.  Food for take-away (mmm, dinner tonight!): Thai spring rolls (to be dipped in some plum sauce that they provided us), pad thai, and steamed pumpkin with coconut custard.  An overwhelming amount of food actually.  More on traditions around Thai meals later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it isn't obvious, things are very cheap in Thailand from the perspective of a foreigner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, now I'm off to Wat Suan Dok again for 'Monk Chat.'  After that, the Night Bazzar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, I'd like to head up to Doi Suthep (if there's time), and of course, the afternoon will be spent in transit to Nan, where I'll be meeting up with Sean and unloading this heavy bottle of Margarita mix (among other gift type things).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to Chiang Mai on Thursday, and I'll catch a flight to Bangkok on Thursday evening, where I will meet up with Thana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sawatdee krap!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-113861658846876339?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/113861658846876339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=113861658846876339&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113861658846876339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113861658846876339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/01/sawatdee-krap.html' title='Sawatdee krap'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-113836936612533671</id><published>2006-01-27T14:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T14:44:24.436+01:00</updated><title type='text'>It's official: I'm on vacation!</title><content type='html'>I just finished a 21:00 (Beijing)/7:00 am (Chicago) conference call and am now on vacation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, almost.  The only other thing I need to do is submit my time report.  I'll do that tomorrow before traveling to Chiang Mai, Thailand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My flight leaves Beijing at about 13:00 and after two connections (Hong Kong and Bangkok), I arrive in Chiang Mai at about 23:30.  Thailand is 1 hour behind China, so it will take about 12 hours to get to Chiang Mai.  Amazing that it would take only another hour if I was flying direct Beijing to Chicago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No accommodations are arranged yet, and it's Chinese New Year, so the lodging options appear thin, but I'm confident that either tomorrow morning or upon arrival, I will be able to sort something out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-113836936612533671?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/113836936612533671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=113836936612533671&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113836936612533671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113836936612533671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/01/its-official-im-on-vacation.html' title='It&apos;s official: I&apos;m on vacation!'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-113827817836525327</id><published>2006-01-26T13:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T13:31:02.290+01:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a small, small world</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/640/IMG_0052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_0052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My uncle Alan works for &lt;a href="http://www.anheuser-busch.com"&gt;Anheuser-Busch&lt;/a&gt; (Budweiser) and has been making some trips to China in recent years to help develop barley varieties and brewing practices.  Today, I had lunch with one of his contacts here in Beijing, enjoying several glasses  of Tsingtao. Incidently, Tsingtao is 75% or so owned by A-B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am outside the Holiday Inn Lido with David Zeng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as a side note, this Holiday Inn is really quite nice--5 star.  It's close to Capital Airport and all of the flight attendants stay here.  It's also conveniently near a great $1 DVD shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had lunch at a Cantonese (southern-China) style restaurant at the Holiday Inn.  It's David's favorite restaurant in Beijing.  I have another post about food in draft, so you can look forward to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-113827817836525327?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/113827817836525327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=113827817836525327&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113827817836525327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113827817836525327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/01/its-small-small-world.html' title='It&apos;s a small, small world'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-113820434944633866</id><published>2006-01-25T16:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T16:52:29.473+01:00</updated><title type='text'>El presidente</title><content type='html'>Tonight, I met the president of Holland Loader Company.  It turns out that we are staying at the same hotel and both visited the Hard Rock Cafe, Beijing, this evening.  After a minor dinner of some chicken wings and Tiger beer,  we went to Sanlitun (a street full of bars in the Embassy district), and had some Tsingtao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talked about a variety of things-- he lived in Beijing for a short period of time, but has traveled back and forth pretty extensively also.  He has heard of the Falkirk (sp?) mine.  Of course, I mentioned that my dad works at a mine, but really, very little conversation centered on business types of stuff.  He's flying back to Denver tomorrow, but he's going to try to get me in touch with a buddy of his for the week after spring festival (Chinese New Year).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-113820434944633866?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/113820434944633866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=113820434944633866&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113820434944633866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113820434944633866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/01/el-presidente.html' title='El presidente'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-113815459678904546</id><published>2006-01-25T02:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T03:03:18.120+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm just asking....</title><content type='html'>Why do hotels place towel bars IN the shower?  Granted, they're at the other end of the shower, but the towels still get some spray.  I'm sure they don't replace ALL of the towels after someone's visit either.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-113815459678904546?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/113815459678904546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=113815459678904546&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113815459678904546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113815459678904546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/01/im-just-asking.html' title='I&apos;m just asking....'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-113792623703092129</id><published>2006-01-22T12:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T11:37:17.636+01:00</updated><title type='text'>News censored</title><content type='html'>So I'm looking at my personalized Google homepage right now, and it has a headline from BBC about some violence in Nepal that left 20 or so dead, but I keep getting a "server timeout" error.  I found the article from the New York Times with no problem, but of course, it's buried beneath a lot of other news because Americans do not generally care about world events.  I bet that if I VPN, I would be able to read the BBC article.  Over my two weeks here, I will definitely be keeping my eyes out for other potential examples of the Chinese government exerting its muscle over Internet content.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-113792623703092129?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/113792623703092129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=113792623703092129&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113792623703092129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113792623703092129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/01/news-censored.html' title='News censored'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-113793517183605248</id><published>2006-01-22T11:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T14:06:11.946+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese tea ceremony scam</title><content type='html'>I kinda felt that a scam was coming, but I still walked right into it.  Now of course, my retelling of the situation is jaded, so I'm going to have more emphasis on the things that probably should have thrown warning bells, but understand that in actuality, many of these things things were quite subtle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was milling about a shopping mall today and a young lady approached me.  She said she had been studying English and now was in Beijing living with her uncle and looking for a job.  Her english was quite good actually, and we talked quite a bit about Chinese customs and in particular, the Lunar New Year.  I wasn't entirely truthful with her-- I said I was from Canada, but to cover for my obvious American traits, was truthful about going to school and currently living in America.  After a long period of chatter and walking around, she suggested that we sit down for coffee or tea.  As most of you know, I'm not a fan of coffee.  So, she suggested a tea place that was nearby and that her uncle had taken her to.  I figure that since she's local, she probably knows a few relatively decent places around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We end up on the second floor of this place in the commercial shopping district near the Forbidden City.  As we enter, I thought it was odd that they served tea in these individual little rooms, but it turned out that we had our own server who guided us through about 12 different types of tea, ranging from those familiar to me like oolong, green and black (lychee) teas, to those less familiar, like fruit, jasmine, dragon, etc.  Having an individual room allowed me to ask a lot of questions about the tea preparation and kept distractions from other groups out.  I wasn't told much about the origins of the tea ceremony, other than that it's a special occasion--the Chinese New Year.  I found it interesting that they rinse the cup (slightly smaller than a shot glass) with a small amount of the tea you are about to be served, that while most teas are added to a pot before water, one tea is added after the water, and that some teas are prepared with specifically different water temperatures.  I was also told about the various health beliefs attributed to the various types of tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the tea service, I was offered the chance to buy some tea in a nice looking box, which I expected.  Although I might purchase a small amount of tea before I depart, I didn't take them up on the offer.  Then I was presented with the final bill, and knew I'd been had.  I absolutely refused to pay for some tea she had requested for herself and tried to split the bill, but was given some bullshit about the Chinese custom of giving the bill to the man.  1,184 RMB later, we parted ways and I can guarantee you that I just had my company provided (liquid) dinner and will still be footing most of the bill myself.  Here's hoping the free hotel happy hour buffet has some decent food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, yeah, I feel bad/pissed about getting ripped off.  All the same, I enjoyed the conversation, and the tea ceremony was indeed very informative.  It's only money.  Lesson learned of course: ask for the price before sitting down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chatted with the attendant in the executive lounge about it this evening, and he related a ripoff experience in New York City, so we Americans can't get off the hook, as we take advantage of foreigners too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and dad-- I don't need to hear your comment on this one.  Since I don't exactly know what you are thinking right now, I'll cover my bases: I won't appreciate any pearls of wisdom or think your mocking comment is funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-113793517183605248?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/113793517183605248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=113793517183605248&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113793517183605248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113793517183605248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/01/chinese-tea-ceremony-scam.html' title='Chinese tea ceremony scam'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-113784816073672525</id><published>2006-01-21T13:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T13:57:21.243+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ni hao</title><content type='html'>So yeah, I'm in Beijing.  Pretty tired though, and it's almost 21:00 here anyway, so I'm gonna crash.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-113784816073672525?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/113784816073672525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=113784816073672525&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113784816073672525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113784816073672525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/01/ni-hao.html' title='Ni hao'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-113777571642030689</id><published>2006-01-20T17:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T17:48:36.436+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Upgrade!</title><content type='html'>So I am at the airport right now.  Just wanted to celebrate my upgrade to business class.  It cost me 30,000 miles, but it's not like I don't have any miles laying around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also had a freak out moment--I switched from the long-life battery on my laptop to a regular battery with a smaller profile, since it would fit in my bag a little better.  Then I boot my computer up and get a nasty Windows 'STOP' error and apparently it couldn't mount the hard disk.  I switched back to the long-life battery and now it's working fine.  Time will tell I guess.  *crosses fingers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to grab a fruit and walnut salad from one of many O'Hare McDonald's, just in case there isn't a meal at the beginning of the flight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-113777571642030689?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/113777571642030689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=113777571642030689&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113777571642030689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113777571642030689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/01/upgrade.html' title='Upgrade!'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-113774865592826695</id><published>2006-01-20T10:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T10:17:35.946+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Final packing list</title><content type='html'>All in all, I'm quite pleased that I was able to fit everything into my usual luggage and generally pack so light.  So for three weeks, I will be limited to the following list of clothes, plus anything I might buy along the way:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;3 dress shirts and undershirts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 dress pants&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;4 pairs black socks&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;5 pairs underwear (Didn't your mother ever tell you, "you never know when you might get hit by a bus and you don't want to be caught wearing dirty underwear")&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 athletic shirt&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 athletic shorts&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 plain white socks (in case I buy some cheap running shoes)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 pair jungle pants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 polos&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 clubbing shirt&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 small towel&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 pair dress shoes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 pair &lt;a href="http://www.chacos.com"&gt;Chacos&lt;/a&gt; sandals (they're nice)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 belts: 1 dress, 1 casual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incidently, I'll be wearing my Columbia jacket and will have a hat and gloves along as well, since Beijing is quite cold right now.  I don't expect to be needing it in Thailand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still thinking about whether or not I should bring a backpack to use as a day bag when I am out and about (mainly in Thailand).  My gut says that I could probably buy a cheap one somewhere along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as my schedule for today/tomorrow goes: I have a 15 min. conference  call in the morning at 8:30 am.  I'm going to head to the airport at 9:00, then chill until my flight leaves at noon.  Thirteen hours later, I'll be in Beijing.  During the flight, I need spend some time preparing some slides for a kickoff meeting on Monday morning, but since noon Chicago time is 2:00 am Beijing time, I think I will focus on getting a few hours of rest first to help in transitioning into the new time zone first, and work on the slides later in flight.  (I've been staying up until 2 or 3 in the morning almost every night this week getting various things ready for this trip, and I could use the sleep anyway.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon arrival in Beijing, I'll do the customs bit to exit the airport.  The client arranged for a car service to transport me from the airport to my hotel.  On Saturday evening, I'll grab some dinner and most likely stay in, but if I am not too tired, I might check out the night scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I'm staying in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chaoyang_District,_Beijing"&gt;Chaoyang district&lt;/a&gt;, I'm going to try to check out the 2008 Olympics site, although I may come up with a more interesting option between now and then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-113774865592826695?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/113774865592826695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=113774865592826695&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113774865592826695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113774865592826695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/01/final-packing-list.html' title='Final packing list'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-113774857753633611</id><published>2006-01-20T10:15:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T10:16:17.546+01:00</updated><title type='text'>My luggage</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/640/IMG_0032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_0032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-113774857753633611?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/113774857753633611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=113774857753633611&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113774857753633611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113774857753633611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-luggage.html' title='My luggage'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-113774551997141433</id><published>2006-01-20T08:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T10:20:12.396+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Entertainment</title><content type='html'>I am bringing a few things along to help pass the time occasionally.  A deck of cards, &lt;a href="http://www.pocketfarkel.com"&gt;Pocket Farkel&lt;/a&gt; (a dice game I received at Christmas), and a book, Robinson Crusoe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might think that I should spend all of my time sightseeing, but I don't want to burn myself out.  In Beijing, I'll be fairly busy with work, so that will help keep some normalcy within the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll write something later about how vacations can be exhausing, and how these types of items help keep my energy up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-113774551997141433?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/113774551997141433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=113774551997141433&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113774551997141433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113774551997141433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/01/entertainment.html' title='Entertainment'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-113774510022919176</id><published>2006-01-20T06:38:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T09:18:20.230+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Athletics</title><content type='html'>Previously, I asked for people's opinion on what shoes I should bring, either athletic or casual.  Well, I didn't expect any responses because not that many people know about this blog and I doubt that many people check it daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, I decided not to bring either type of shoe, for a couple of reasons.  First, I already have my black dress shoes and the new sandals, and a third pair of shoes seems excessive.  Second, I remembered that for the most part, in Beijing, I will be dressed in business casual so I really wouldn't need casual shoes, and in Thailand, I'll likely be wearing the sandals 24/7.  Third, and finally, I did bring some workout clothes, and it will be easier to buy a cheap pair of shoes over there if I feel compelled to run on a treadmill, or I can wear the sandals if I'm just lifting weights.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-113774510022919176?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/113774510022919176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=113774510022919176&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113774510022919176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113774510022919176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/01/athletics.html' title='Athletics'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-113774456671752581</id><published>2006-01-20T05:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T09:09:26.730+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Gifts</title><content type='html'>I'm bringing several items along with me as gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;3 Chicago baseball-style caps&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;12 Chicago post cards (most likely to be used as thank-you cards)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1.75 L pre-mixed margarita (lime)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;selected 2005 college football games burned onto DVD&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;playing cards (even though gambling is banned in Thailand)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I also mailed a small box of childrens' books to Sean today, since he's trying to get a small library going.  "They don't know much English," he says, "so look for books with lots of pictures."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not much, but I do hope people appreciate the effort.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-113774456671752581?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/113774456671752581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=113774456671752581&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113774456671752581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113774456671752581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/01/gifts.html' title='Gifts'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-113774393571401997</id><published>2006-01-20T04:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T08:58:55.750+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Packing</title><content type='html'>Since I travel a lot for work, packing for a trip is really no big deal.  The types of clothes you need are very predictable.  The So, for Beijing, I'm all set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personal trips make life interesting though.  Taking a trip to Thailand means I need to leave some space for gift items and ensure I have adequate "casual" attire.  In addition, Thailand is significantly warmer than Beijing right now (but can be cool in the evenings and at night), so I also need to consider weather in my planning as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-113774393571401997?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/113774393571401997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=113774393571401997&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113774393571401997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113774393571401997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/01/packing_19.html' title='Packing'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-113764773894791341</id><published>2006-01-19T06:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T09:10:23.533+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Packing</title><content type='html'>So I've started to pull stuff together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to limit my amount of stuff.  So here's a quick opinion poll-  should I bring athletic shoes in anticipation of working out, or bring casual shoes in anticipation of not working out?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-113764773894791341?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/113764773894791341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=113764773894791341&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113764773894791341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113764773894791341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/01/packing.html' title='Packing'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-113764723196545512</id><published>2006-01-18T22:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T06:07:11.976+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Additional itinerary detail</title><content type='html'>Saturday, Jan. 28, shortly after arriving in Bangkok, I will be catching another flight (third of the day) to Chiang Mai, the "capital of the north."  I'm scheduled to return to Bangkok on Thursday evening.  Inbetween all of that, I don't have any definite plans.  Cost was just what I expected: 5,320 Thai Baht or about $133.00 (plus whatever extra transaction fees my credit card company will charge).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-113764723196545512?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/113764723196545512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=113764723196545512&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113764723196545512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113764723196545512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/01/additional-itinerary-detail.html' title='Additional itinerary detail'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-113757085372449954</id><published>2006-01-18T06:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T08:54:18.693+01:00</updated><title type='text'>3 days and counting.</title><content type='html'>Picked up my business visa today from the Chinese Consulate.  I waited for a few minutes while the lady behind the window examined a $100 bill.  I guess she thought it was fake or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also had a minor hiccup with the Chacos- apparently, Half Moon uses some credit card service that assigns a security score to every transaction, and mine didn't make the cut, so the order was denied.  I contacted Chase about this, and they said that there were three authorizations to Half Moon (two from me trying to buy online and one from a staff member trying manually today) so there was no problem with my credit card.  I contacted Half Moon and left a voice mail.  I received a call back and the lady indicated that since I answered the phone with my name, it gives some legitimacy to my order and she said she would process it.  Hopefully they arrive tomorrow or Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did receive an e-mail from REI confirming that they have shipped my order from Washington, and I should be receiving that tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also picked up the remainder of my malaria pills prescription from Walgreens.  While discussing possible side effects, the pharmacist reminded me to wear mosquito repellant (which to my credit, was on the list of things to buy or make sure I have), so I decided to make it easier on myself and just buy some.  I picked up Cutter's mini bottle with manual pump, mainly because it will save space.  It's also nearly 100% DEET, which I realize is incredibly unhealthy, but I'll be careful with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I received some recommendations on various places to shop....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-113757085372449954?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/113757085372449954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=113757085372449954&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113757085372449954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113757085372449954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/01/3-days-and-counting.html' title='3 days and counting.'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-113747823436884658</id><published>2006-01-17T04:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T07:10:34.446+01:00</updated><title type='text'>More expenses</title><content type='html'>The small things for the trip are slowly adding up:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;$15.00 - office visit to my regular doctor to get a Td booster shot&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;$144.00 - Northwestern travel clinic for a Typhoid Fever shot (they only take BC/BS, not Aetna--some of this may be reimbursable, but I'll certainly be paying at least $50 since they are out of network)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;$53.39 - Best Buy for a camera case and some MiniDV tapes for my video camera&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;$16.88 - Best Buy for some universal screen protectors to put over the LCD of my camera (and it turns out that Aaron already has some of these....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;$49.03 - Recently published versions of Lonely Planet guidebooks for Beijing and Thailand&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;$20.00 - Walgreens for Azitrhomycin and a partial malaria pill prescription (I guess I ran them out of stock on the Malarone)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;$7.99 - Walgreens for Immodium AD (because you can't predict when a little bout of "food poisoning" strikes)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;$145.71 - REI for two pairs of jungle pants and an REI membership (one of the pairs of pants will be returned--online purchase and I just couldn't decide) and overnight shipping because getting to REI in the suburbs without owning a car is quite impossible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;$141.53 - Half-Moon Outfitters for a pair of Chacos Z/2's and overnight shipping (which is really where they make their money)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;So an interesting story about the Chacos:  I checked their website for the list of local retailers, and found three that were reasonably easy for me to get to:  Hanig's Footware at Clark and Diversey, Patagonia near North and Clybourn, and Active Endeavors on Armitage.  I checked out Hanig's on Saturday, but they didn't have any Chacos in stock.  The person that helped me out probably thought it was a little odd that I was carrying around a DSW Shoe Warehouse bag.  (I just bought a new pair of Sketchers to replace my blown out Nike's.)  Today after work, I stopped at North and Clybourn to hit up Patagonia (and made a convenient second visit to Best Buy in just a couple days).  I took a quick glance around, but it's a small store and it didn't look promising.  I asked if they had any Chocos in stock, and again, no luck.  Since they also carry clothing, I asked about jungle pants.  I got quite a look when I described them by saying "oh they're great for hiking and riding elephants."  The story would be more interesting if I left it at that, but seeing as how I really do want to buy some jungle pants, I explained what they are a bit further.  They didn't have anything in stock.  Finally, I walked from Patagonia to Armitage to pay a quick visit to Active Endeavors.  Indeed my visit was quick.  The store had closed permanently, and some time ago, by the looks of the interior of the building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I struck out by trying to shop locally.  Granted, I didn't hit up The North Face store at the John Hancock building, but shopping online is just easier, especially when there's overnight shipping.  Since I made these purchases pretty late in the day and REI and Half-Moon are not 24-hour shops, I don't expect to receive anything until Wednesday or Thursday, depending on how long it takes for them to process the order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other semi-interesting progress: I received the paper tickets for PEK-BKK from Fedex today and contacted my credit card companies to notify them of my trip.  I'll be travelling on directly to Chiang Mai from Bangkok, but I haven't made those arrangements yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also thinking about packing--specifically, how do I fit these two locations into one bag?  Beijing is cold right now, right around the freezing mark, and Thailand is generally in the 70s - 90s depending on whether you are in the north or south.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-113747823436884658?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/113747823436884658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=113747823436884658&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113747823436884658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113747823436884658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/01/more-expenses.html' title='More expenses'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-113722272947141597</id><published>2006-01-14T07:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T08:32:01.396+01:00</updated><title type='text'>More travel arrangements complete</title><content type='html'>Time is growing short of course, so I spent the evening researching my travel options, now that my business arrangements are complete.  So first of all, the business arrangements:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Departing Chicago on United Friday, January 20 at noon, arriving in Beijing the next day at about 3:45 PM.  Hotel in Beijing: week 1--Sheraton Great Wall, week 2--St. Regis Beijing.  I opted to try two different hotels, figuring it would be nice to switch things up a bit.  In the end, the decision came down to two factors:  Both hotels are Starwood properties, and I like points and nights.  The Sheraton is closer to the client, which is important to me for week 1 when I am less familiar with the area and how long it takes to get from point A to B.  The St. Regis is closer to touristy activities.  I will depart Beijing on Saturday, February 11 at about 5:30 PM, arriving in Chicago the same day at 4:30 PM.  (I know it's weird but that's what crossing the international date line will do to you.)  I had to book economy due to the client's policies, but I have enough miles to use for upgrading and succeeded in the flight home, but was waitlisted for the flight to Beijing.  Economy on such a long flight will suck, so hopefully I am upgraded for the entire itinerary.  We'll see what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for personal travel, due to the Chinese New Year, flights are pretty jammed that first weekend. Travelocity was able to locate an itinerary with Cathay Pacific to get me in and out of Bangkok for $1423 (business class for all but one segment), connecting in Hong Kong.  It's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;significantly&lt;/span&gt; more than I expected to be spending and I'm not thrilled to have a connection as the total travel time will be around 8 hours each way.  These negatives are totally outweighed by the fact that I'll get to spend some time with friendly faces.  I'm perfectly willing to spend whatever it takes to see two familiar faces in a sea of a billion unfamiliar faces.  So I'll be departing Beijing at 1:00 PM on Saturday, January 28, arriving in Bangkok at 8:15 PM after a 2 hour layover in Hong Kong, and departing Bangkok at noon on Sunday, February 5, arriving in Beijing at 8:00 PM, after a slightly shorter layover in Hong Kong.  The final segment is economy class for whatever reason, surprising to me as a booking class doesn't usually split two service classes.  It's also a paper ticket for whatever reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roundtrip flights from Bangkok to Chiang Mai on Thai Airways are running about $130 right now (with the itineraries I tested), which is about what I expected.  I'm not about to book though-- I need a day to figure out what I want to do.  My first instinct is to spend the night in Bangkok and continue on to Chiang Mai on Sunday, then return to Bangkok on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In booking the personal section of my travel, I discovered that Orbitz does not allow you to begin a trip from Beijing.  Expedia presented options but when I tried to book, it told me that the itinerary was unavailable.  Travelocity ended up being the winner in this case.  I tried to look up the itinerary directly from Cathay Pacific's website, but it does not allow trips to begin from Beijing but does allow you to end them there.  (Indeed, my initial segment is operated by Air China.)  As far as I can tell, Thai Airways' website only allows you to search by schedule, not by price, so while the display of flight options is nice, the lack of pricing information until you choose your exact flights sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-113722272947141597?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/113722272947141597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=113722272947141597&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113722272947141597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113722272947141597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/01/more-travel-arrangements-complete.html' title='More travel arrangements complete'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-113720868052049628</id><published>2006-01-14T04:17:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T04:40:47.236+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo demo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Original photo, with an unfortunate flash (time to read the manual for the camera).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/640/IMG_0015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: none;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_0015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;And some zoomed detail, with contrast correction in Picassa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/640/IMG_00151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: none;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-113720868052049628?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/113720868052049628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=113720868052049628&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113720868052049628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113720868052049628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/01/photo-demo.html' title='Photo demo'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-113718688484119861</id><published>2006-01-13T21:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T22:14:44.966+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Friday</title><content type='html'>Loved those margaritas.  Maybe a bit too much considering how much stuff I need to get done today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to attach a passport photo to my Chinese visa application, but I couldn't find the photos I had taken awhile back.  So I stopped by my local Walgreens to get four new passport photos (you never know when you might need some), and conveniently had a prescription refilled.  The four passport photos cost just over $15, plus tax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I headed downtown to the consulate, filled out the application and handed over a letter from PwC justifying my business trip (and saying that I will have adequate funds, lodging, etc. and will not be dependant on the government of Beijing), the application w/ photo, and my passport.  I was surprised when the agent did not return my passport.  There's a certain vulnerable feeling you get when you surrender your passport, even to a legitimate authority....  Because time is growing short, I requested express 2-day service for an extra $20; I don't have to pay for the visa until I pick it up on Tuesday.  The visa itself is expensive, something like $95-- First of all, it's a double entry visa since I'm taking the side trip to Thailand, and second, China charges US citizens much more than citizens of other countries.  I have no idea why they do this, but I have my theories....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new camera and accessories arrived today.  I'm performing the initial charge on the battery right now.  Expect a demo photo later today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I still need to do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Book flights (economy: grumble grumble, I'm going to try to use miles to upgrade) and hotel, as well as ask corporate travel agent about flights to Thailand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pick up the pair of pants from Saks--alterations have been completed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Consult with the travel clinic at Northwestern and probably get more shots&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pick up some stuff I had framed.  One of them is a watercolor of a world traveller, very cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-113718688484119861?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/113718688484119861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=113718688484119861&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113718688484119861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113718688484119861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/01/busy-friday.html' title='Busy Friday'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-113713087931747667</id><published>2006-01-13T06:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T06:42:59.176+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A whole slew of updates</title><content type='html'>So here's everything in a nutshell:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Picked up a plug converter and another long life battery for my T43.  (Now I have two.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Started filling out the various forms to get a business visa in China (which includes an "invitation to Beijing" from a partner here in the US firm--potential slightly funny story later, if requested)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Found out that the Dallas plan has changed--We had to cut one person and since i've already shadowed the product I'm expendable.  Ok with me-- I'm the only one worldwide within PwC that can handle this product, and while I don't mind being the global expert, we need to get more PwC folks familiar with it.  At least I get more time in Chicago to get stuff done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Determined that Chinese New Year is a family holiday and not worth sticking around Beijing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Worked late&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Received an order for a pair of Rolex watches that normally retail in the US for about $7,500.  Black market, probably $100 at most.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Called Sean in Thailand tonight (Friday morning for him--he was doing laundry and getting ready for his week of camping), and have a funny story about how many times I tried to call before i got the dialing sequence right.  Best dollar I've ever spent.  Glad I've got international dialing on my cell phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Was invited out for margaritas via AOL IM just before talking to Sean.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Discovered that Thailand only has whiskey so I'm going to take some margarita mix (pre-mixed or Cuervo and mix) for Sean.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Drank some &lt;a href="http://www.killermargaritas.com"&gt;killer margaritas&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;(written while slightly intoxicated, forgive the lack of details and feel free ask questions in the comments.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;went to sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-113713087931747667?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/113713087931747667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=113713087931747667&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113713087931747667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113713087931747667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/01/whole-slew-of-updates.html' title='A whole slew of updates'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-113704254189855361</id><published>2006-01-12T06:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T06:09:01.896+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Dallas, TX</title><content type='html'>Did I mention the Dallas trip next week?  I should say that nothing is confirmed.  I might be in Chicago, which would be all well and fine because I would have more time to do any trip-prep stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do hope that the trip happens as it is another week of working with this product before doing two weeks of it in another country.  Certainly, it makes for a hectic schedule though: Depart early Monday for Dallas, return Thursday night.  Depart Friday at noon for Beijing.  I'll have roughly 12 hours or less from my arrival Thursday to my departure for the airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I need to do in that 12 hours:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Laundry&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sleep&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Who knows what other random shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-113704254189855361?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/113704254189855361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=113704254189855361&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113704254189855361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113704254189855361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/01/dallas-tx.html' title='Dallas, TX'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-113704160992971285</id><published>2006-01-12T05:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T06:01:50.330+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting results</title><content type='html'>Surprisingly, one of the big challenges in China will be understanding English.  Some people do not seem to speak using consonants, making their words sound very muffled.  As if they were speaking to me with their mouth covered, a door between us, and through a mattress.  I got through all of the technical information I had to cover after an hour and 15 minutes, but struggled to keep them on my agenda.  They had several detailed questions that were only partially appropriate for this call.  I simply didn't have the energy to keep them on the phone any longer to ask about Chinese New Year happenings.  Plus, one of the people on the call was in the UK where it was half past one o'clock in the morning.  (As an interesting side note, there were four time zones on the call: myself in US Central, the client in China, and two individuals from the software vendor, one in US Pacific, and the other in the UK).  And I was missing a subtantial part of the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the call was so long, I only saw the last 5 minutes of the Northwestern/Penn State game where Penn State won the game.  Northwestern was struggling--intentionally fouling to get the ball back so that they could try to win the game.  (Penn State didn't look good either.)  While I thought the experience would have brought back memories of game excitement at Notre Dame, the arena is much smaller and the energy level is much lower.  I was hoping to write a little something about travelling to basketball games, but this game didn't provide much inspiration.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-113704160992971285?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/113704160992971285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=113704160992971285&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113704160992971285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113704160992971285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/01/getting-results.html' title='Getting results'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-113702176478362273</id><published>2006-01-12T00:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T00:22:44.793+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Evanston</title><content type='html'>Just a minor travel update.  I know it's close to home, but I'm going to Evanston tonight to see a mens basketball game--Northwestern and Penn State.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I have a conference call tonight at 7pm with the client in Beijing and hope to get more information about the Chinese New Year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-113702176478362273?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/113702176478362273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=113702176478362273&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113702176478362273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113702176478362273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/01/evanston.html' title='Evanston'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-113701655894586198</id><published>2006-01-11T22:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T22:56:45.300+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Beijing Accomodations</title><content type='html'>I'm considering the following hotels:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Holiday Inn Lido (walking distance to the client, and Priority Club points)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Great Wall Sheraton (2nd closest to client, on Third Ring Road, and Starwood points)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;St. Regis Hotel (on the south-west side of the Jianguomenwai Embassy Area and on Second Ring Road, again, Starwood points.  Also near a subway station)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Peninsula Palace Beijing (just east of the Forbidden City, no points, but my manager stayed there a month or two ago when he paid a visit.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I may still add another hotel to the list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am weighing several factors: convenience for travel to/from the client (as this is a business trip), but also the surrounding area, particularly restaurants and general shopping/nightlife activities.  Beijing traffic is no picnic, and I'd like to minimize the amount of time I lose due to the commute to/from work and in the evenings, to/from dinner and shopping/nightlife.  The Sheraton is probably the front-runner at this point.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-113701655894586198?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/113701655894586198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=113701655894586198&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113701655894586198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113701655894586198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/01/beijing-accomodations.html' title='Beijing Accomodations'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-113695914577821666</id><published>2006-01-11T06:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T20:07:32.573+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The cash hemorrhage begins.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;A new digital camera is on its way.&lt;/span&gt;  I decided to go with the Canon Elph SD500 after hearing from so many people that it's an awesome camera line.   Even though I mentioned that the SD500 has more megapixels than I need, Ben brought up an excellent point: given only 3x zoom, I may want to crop or zoom in on a particular detail in a picture after the photo has been taken.  I also considered one of David Pogue's articles from awhile back where he recommended going with as many pixels as you can afford for similar reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;$355.21&lt;/span&gt; at Dell for the camera.  This particular camera, regularly priced $399 (through the employee purchase program-- PwC is a Dell partner somehow), had a 20% discount attached, so I paid $79.80 less, making the camera $319.20.  I chose 2-day shipping, which adds $12.  Also, they have to charge sales tax to Illinois residents, which adds another $24.01.  Again, total cost, $355.21.  Not bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found memory cards and a second battery were cheaper at Amazon.  I spent &lt;b&gt;$184.23&lt;/b&gt;, purchasing a 512 MB SD Ultra II memory card, a 1 GB SD Ultra II memory card, and a second battery for the camera.  Luckily, that's all product cost.  There is no tax charged for Illinois residents, and I was "randomly" selected to try Amazon Prime at no cost for three months, so I get free 2-day shipping on anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing the 2-day shipping option on this stuff because I will be in Dallas next week M-Th, and my flight to Beijing will leave on Friday at noon, so after this week, I won't be in Chicago much for a month.  Also, even though I will be home for about 12 hours between Dallas and my flight to Beijing, I don't like to have expensive things like this shipped to my home address, as they tend to sit on the doorstep for several hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Friday of this week, I look forward to receiving some packages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total spent tonight: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;$539.44&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure I could have shopped around further and bought things cheaper still, but eventually, you just have to dig in and buy from those companies that you trust.  Time to sell my old digital camera on eBay.  The model I have has been going for $100-150 (with accessories).  Probably an easier task once I get back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-113695914577821666?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/113695914577821666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=113695914577821666&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113695914577821666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113695914577821666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/01/cash-hemorrhage-begins.html' title='The cash hemorrhage begins.'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-113692090971649305</id><published>2006-01-10T20:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T20:27:15.653+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I need to consider</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;power voltage adapter&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;plug converters&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;borrow a GSM cell phone--will buy prepaid SIMs&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;additional long life battery for laptop(?)&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;new shoes/sandals&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;mini DV tapes for video camera&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;new battery for watch&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;travel insurance, determine current coverage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;contact bank and credit card companies&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;burn bowl games to DVD and make sure they work&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;jungle pants&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;small gift items (postcards, ND caps, deck of cards, but since gambling is illegal that may not be a good idea)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;photocopy of all paperwork&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;register at State Department website&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;extra passport pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-113692090971649305?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/113692090971649305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=113692090971649305&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113692090971649305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113692090971649305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/01/things-i-need-to-consider.html' title='Things I need to consider'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-113687449494583221</id><published>2006-01-10T05:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T07:28:14.963+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Vaccinations</title><content type='html'>Just a quick update.  So it turns out that my doctor doesn't carry all of the various vaccinations that I need.  I was able to get a Td booster since it's been 10 years and that's a regular one.  I'll need to go to a travel clinic at Northwestern or the Chicago Health Department.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, it turns out that the client will be closed during my anticipated week of vacation due to the Chinese New Year.  In a sense, I'm sort of forced into a vacation, but things have fallen into place today quite well.  I spoke with a number of people and decided that I need to move forward with the Thailand trip and not worry about the language barrier.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-113687449494583221?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/113687449494583221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=113687449494583221&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113687449494583221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113687449494583221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/01/vaccinations.html' title='Vaccinations'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-113666432103547298</id><published>2006-01-07T20:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T21:15:04.150+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Digital Cameras</title><content type='html'>My old digital camera has seen better days.  It still works quite well and has an amazing zoom, but its less-than-one megapixel resolution and floppy disk drive storage are not exactly desired features anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyle is recommending that I check out the Canon Digital Elph series.  He has the SD200 model and loves it.  I'd probably go with the SD400, as I'd rather not have the controls squished by a larger LCD in the 450 model, and the 500 model with it's 7 megapixels seems like overkill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dell has the SD400 on sale for about $250.  I'm looking at other prices too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-113666432103547298?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/113666432103547298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=113666432103547298&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113666432103547298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113666432103547298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/01/digital-cameras.html' title='Digital Cameras'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-113652524081608474</id><published>2006-01-06T06:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T06:27:20.823+01:00</updated><title type='text'>What to pack?</title><content type='html'>I'm doing laundry this evening, and it has me thinking about what I should pack.  I'll need some business attire and some casual attire, but I don't want to be taking more than my usual carry on.  I can certainly do laundry.  I need to make sure I leave enough space for a few trinkets, plus I'd like to bring some things over (assuming a pit stop in Thailand).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-113652524081608474?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/113652524081608474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=113652524081608474&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113652524081608474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113652524081608474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/01/what-to-pack.html' title='What to pack?'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-113650228597089111</id><published>2006-01-06T00:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T00:38:04.276+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for some immunizations</title><content type='html'>I finally received my immunization records from Notre Dame this afternoon, after discovering that there was some sort of problem with my fax server number.  Crisis averted- I had them send the records to a physical fax machine here at the office.  I scheduled an appointment at the clinic for Monday.  I am due for the once-every-ten-years tetanus booster, plus who knows what else.  I hope they don't have to use a long needle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-113650228597089111?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/113650228597089111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=113650228597089111&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113650228597089111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113650228597089111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/01/time-for-some-immunizations.html' title='Time for some immunizations'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-113644362193984774</id><published>2006-01-05T06:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T23:00:27.790+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Beijing resources</title><content type='html'>I've already been to Beijing, already walked the Great Wall of China (and rode the toboggan ride back down to the bottom),  Tiananmen Square, etc. when I was touring with the Notre Dame Glee Club.  Still, that was back in 2001-- Beijing was in the middle of their campaign for the Olympics, and a lot has changed since then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Beijing portion of my trip is not organized around all of these touristy things anyway.  The main purpose of my trip is work related.  I had hoped that this international project would not be happening so quickly as I wanted a bit more domestic success with this particular product before embarking on an international project.  However, I will have one more week of domestic work in this area before the first week in Beijing, so that brings me comfort.  There is a second week of work that will take place either immediately after, or after a week of vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be best for the project to have that break week in between for a variety of reasons, plus, I would be able to pay a friendly visit to Thailand.  I realized today that in either case, I will "in the neighborhood" for the Chinese New Year, occuring on Sunday the 29th, so that could be way cool.  For now, I'm in a bit of a holding pattern, awaiting contact from my friends in Thailand (I forgot to mention-- after I sent out an e-mail announcing this blog, I discovered that I know two people currently living in Thailand!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to get some critical things taken care of though, most importantly, I contacted Notre Dame's health services today to have my medical records faxed to me.  I am definitely due for a tetnus shot, probably others as well.  They said they'd have it to me by morning sometime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as travel goes, I will be booking the major flights through my business travel provider, American Express.  There's a non-stop flight by United that I'm going to try to get on, departing on Friday January 20, probably around noon or so, and ariving in Beijing sometime in the late afternoon on Saturday.  That will give me a day to adjust to the time zone change.  That previous week will be busy though, as I'm scheduled on a project in Dallas, TX, so I anticipate arriving home in Chicago on Thursday night, quickly doing laundry/repacking, and heading back to O'Hare in the morning.  So in a sense, that gives me just a little over a week to get anything I need done locally, which reminds me, I need to contact Saks to see if the alterations on my new pants are done, make sure I get my new cell phone ordered, and get whatever shots I need.  Yikes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to its close proximity to the client, it sounds like the best hotel option in the Beijing area is a Holiday Inn of some sort.  Other hotels are a cab ride away I guess.  I usually go for Marriott so I can get nights and points, but if it isn't an easy option, I'd probably rather avoid the hassle.  Holiday Inn is part of the Intercontinental group and I have a frequent guest card with them too.  I could probably jump around a bit for a weekend night or two as well to experience a bit more variety.  My roommate, Aaron, has a Lonely Planet guide to Beijing from 2001 that probably shows where the Holiday Inn is located.  I need to find out exactly where this client is located so I'll know how close I will be to the action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few people have responded to me with information on travel agents, service organizations and other tidbits of information.  For Beijing, I found out that my friend Tim took three years of Mandarin, so I'm going to meet up with him this weekend to learn some basics, like saying 'hello' and 'thank you.'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-113644362193984774?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/113644362193984774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=113644362193984774&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113644362193984774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113644362193984774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/01/beijing-resources.html' title='Beijing resources'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-113639444050386373</id><published>2006-01-04T18:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T18:07:20.513+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Beijing is scheduled</title><content type='html'>Following the conference call this morning, the Beijing project has been scheduled to start on January 23, definitely much earlier than I anticipated before yesterday.  I have a lot of Mandarin to catch up on.  Sent e-mails to my contacts in Thailand to let them know that Jan 28 - Feb 5 are my tentative dates for vacation in Thailand.  Hopefully that works out.  Otherwise, I might just take a weekend trip somewhere and plan on having two work weeks in Beijing.  Also, the client needs to agree to having a split two week project.  It doesn't affect them financially as I'd be responsible for all of the costs of the extra week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are still a number of "If's" but I definitely have two weeks of work in Beijing at the end of the month. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as planning goes, two weeks (plus one week while I am working in Beijing) is not enough time to fully prepare for the type of vacation I was expecting, so I'm kinda frazzled.  I need to get on top of the travel agent stuff ASAP!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-113639444050386373?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/113639444050386373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=113639444050386373&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113639444050386373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113639444050386373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/01/beijing-is-scheduled.html' title='Beijing is scheduled'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-113635556046304754</id><published>2006-01-04T07:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T07:19:20.463+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Productivity foiled</title><content type='html'>Despite having a good response from various people after sending out my e-mail, the length of the Orange Bowl tonight precluded much progress in my research.  I finally settled on a URL for the blog however, http://mile24902.blogspot.com.  Yes, the name does have significance, and it's pretty obvious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-113635556046304754?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/113635556046304754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=113635556046304754&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113635556046304754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113635556046304754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/01/productivity-foiled.html' title='Productivity foiled'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-113635471507517981</id><published>2006-01-04T02:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T07:11:46.246+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Contacts from everywhere</title><content type='html'>I was talking to Rafael at work today about the upcoming trip and it turns out that his girlfriend has climbed Kilimanjaro.  I asked him to get some info from her about her experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, it looks like there's a good chance that I'll be working from Beijing the week of January 23, with additional scheduling details to be worked out.  There's a conference call tomorrow morning to sort things out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-113635471507517981?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/113635471507517981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=113635471507517981&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113635471507517981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113635471507517981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/01/contacts-from-everywhere.html' title='Contacts from everywhere'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-113635418132012892</id><published>2006-01-03T04:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T06:57:41.986+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Reaching out</title><content type='html'>I'm sending out an e-mail to a fairly large net of friends asking for tips on travel agents and service organizations that have experience with Thailand and Tanzania.  I've copied that message below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; Greetings all: Merry Everything and Happy Always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I lament Notre Dame's loss today in the Fiesta Bowl, I'm trying to distract myself the happier topic of vacation planning.  (And it's more productive than drinking.)  Normally, I would plan this sort of thing totally on my own, but my locations are a bit more complex this year:  I'm visiting some friends in international locations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, naturally, I have a request: can you recommend a good travel agent?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a business trip to Beijing sometime this spring and will be tacking on a week to visit a friend in northern (and very rural) Thailand.  In June, I will be taking 3-4 weeks or so to visit some friends in Tanzania (Mt. Kilimanjaro/Serengeti area).  Ideally, the person or agency has some experience in these areas, rather than just a set of faded brochures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I'd like to focus some of my time on service work in Thailand and Tanzania, so if anyone has any thoughts or resources that could help me in my own research of that angle, I'd appreciate it if you could pass them along.  I have a lead on a project at my location in Tanzania, but I'm open to any other options too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I know this will be a long shot, but does anyone speak Swahili, Thai, or Mandarin Chinese?  I want to learn as much Swahili as I can since that will be the longer trip, and enough of the others to get by.  Practice makes perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, Scott&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-113635418132012892?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/113635418132012892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=113635418132012892&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113635418132012892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113635418132012892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/01/reaching-out.html' title='Reaching out'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-113635496386913050</id><published>2006-01-03T01:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T07:09:23.870+01:00</updated><title type='text'>An early start</title><content type='html'>I took some items to the frame shop before New Years, and the owner has a friend who climbed Kili.  She just sent me his info--I'll follow up later this week, once the bowl madness subsides a bit.  I'm going to send an e-mail to a group of friends later tonight asking for help identifying resources as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-113635496386913050?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/113635496386913050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=113635496386913050&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113635496386913050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113635496386913050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2006/01/early-start.html' title='An early start'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20328457.post-113591918462944171</id><published>2005-12-30T06:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T07:32:38.500+01:00</updated><title type='text'>New year and a new blog</title><content type='html'>I travel quite a bit as part of my job and I get to keep my miles. Since I currently have 250,000 miles, I've decided it is high time to take a vacation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog will detail my planning and the actual trip itself.  Don't expect too much of my personal life in here.  No promises on posting frequency either.  Do yourself a favor and subscribe to the RSS feed to be notified of updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime this spring (dates TBD), I will most likely be taking a business trip to Beijing. As a bonus, I am anticipating taking a week of vacation to visit my friend Sean in Thailand. (visit his blog at &lt;a href="http://ndssmith12.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://ndssmith12.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In June 2006, I am going to Africa to visit friends that are working in Moshi, Tanzania, near Mt. Kilimanjaro. (visit their blog at &lt;a href="http://onelonghoneymoon.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://onelonghoneymoon.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;) I received the Lonely Planet guide to Tanzania for Christmas. Time to start reading.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20328457-113591918462944171?l=mile24902.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/feeds/113591918462944171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20328457&amp;postID=113591918462944171&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113591918462944171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20328457/posts/default/113591918462944171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mile24902.blogspot.com/2005/12/new-year-and-new-blog.html' title='New year and a new blog'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08104405467799057091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6236/2034/320/IMG_00151.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
