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Here lies the chronicle of my three years of travels around the world, mostly in Asia. I've got lots of stories, lots of pictures, and hopefully some useful advice you can benefit from along the way. Enjoy.

Tiger Leaping Gorge

February 27th, 2006

A little disappointed by the clouds, but excited all the same, me and Gilad, my new Isreali travel partner took to the trail, our stomachs full of Margo’s beef and mustard sandwiches. Margo is an Australian woman who runs a small restaurant and guesthouse in Qiaotou, the village of 4,000 where the hike begins. She is married to Sean, who began one of the first guest houses in Walnut Garden 20 years ago and has worked to preserve the gorge scenery and cultural architecture built in the Naxi tradition. Between them, they have sandwiched the gorge with two nice places, and I’m glad that she flagged us down because other guest houses near Walnut Garden favor more development of the gorge and have built gaudy three story dorm blocks to service the droves of Chinese tourists and backpackers that flock here in the summer months. We are lucky to be here now, when the only other people on the trail are old Naxi women collecting fire kindling and the occasional goat herder. In the summer it seems that over 100 hikers can turn up in Walnut Garden making beds a premium. But here we sit in Old Horse guest house in this mild mountain paradise tempered by latitude, at the doorstep of spring, alone.

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Golden Sand

February 28th, 2006

The upper section of the Yangzi River in northern Yunnan province is called Golden Sand River. She runs between her sisters the Salween and Mekong Rivers. Golden Sand wanted to marry the eastern sea. A dream said it. So she made a sudden turn east to meet the sea, but her jealous brothers Haba and Jade Dragon Snow Mountains blocked her way. They guarded her passage day and night, until one night Haba fell asleep on duty, allowing Golden Sand to slip past leaving the deep Tiger Leaping Gorge behind her speedy escape. When Jade Dragon awoke to find her gone, he was so angry with his brother that he took his sword and cut off the top of Haba’s head, leaving his peak shorter and flatter still today.The gorge left by Golden Sand can hardly be described. It sits between these towering giants and it seems impossible that such a huge river could find its way through. Between the banks of the river to the mountain peaks is a 10,000(3,300m) vertical feet wall of jagged rock. These peaks reach heights past 16,000 feet(5,600m). It is the world’s deepest gorge. It’s hard to keep your mouth closed.

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Lasting impression

March 1st, 2006

Waking this morning to the looming wall of Jade Dragon Snow Mountain will go down as one of the most awe-inspiring sights of my life. This place has a special magic about it, where people go to feel small and feel comfortable in their smallness. I’ve seen the Grand Canyon, the Impassable gorge of the Middle Salmon river, and the red sands of Zion; but Tiger Leaping Gorge towers over them all in my mind. I won’t soon forget this place.

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Sparkle on! Never-ending star sparkle

March 3rd, 2006

My epic 25 hour train journey, spanning 1,500km across southern China is drawing to a close. I am almost in Guangzhou, another giant Chinese city, this one the heart of Canton. The trip has been comfortable, with beautiful views of the terraced countryside ablaze with the yellow blossoms of yo tsai, which is pressed to make oil for cooking. We also passed the limestone towers of the stone garden, great monoliths that dot the fields and hills around Shilin.I’ve had time to write, read a book, and occasionally chat with the three Chinese girls sitting beside me. This morning they asked me if I had a Chinese name. I didn’t, so they anointed me Dan ni, red star sparkle. I’ve since learned that the Chinese character used for “red” was also used to describe a mythical pill that Chinese potion masters tried to create for immortality. So “red star sparkle” has become “eternal star sparkle”, or “never-ending star shine.” I will still respond to any variation of Daniel, thanks.

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Smog

March 4th, 2006

I’ve never been happier to leave a city than Guangzhou, for health of mind and body. With pollution so thick one strains to read neon signs from 200meters, I have arrived at the China the textbooks all discuss, where growth at whatever cost is the mantra, and the people live stifled. As my bus left Guangzhou we traveled through the heart of the city on the maze of freeways that stand 5-8 stories above the city below, suspended between the massive apartment blocks. All around as far as the eye can see are buildings, some half finished, and cranes ready to start work on the next; the thriving pulse of hyperactive growth. Just scratch the surface to see the subway tracks being laid, book a flight and stroll the main concourse of the new airport, just as long as you don’t breathe too deeply.

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Macau

March 5th, 2006

I’ve settled comfortably perfectly into my apartment in Zhuhai, a welcome change from the suffocating air of Guangzhou. I look forward to my class and living in this quaint town (by Chinese standards) for the next four weeks.
Due to visa requirements, and today being my last free day for a while, I’m off to Macau to be a tourist for a day. Macau is the oldest western stronghold in Asia, founded by the Portuguese in the first wave of Asian exploration. For me it’s just confusing. I know there are three or more languages being spoken around me at once (Portuguese, Cantonese, Mandarin, more?), all of which I can’t understand. I can get by reading Portuguese street signs with my Spanish background, which is refreshing in this land of Chinese characters. The confusion that Macau inspires is also what makes it so interesting.
The cultural, historical, and architectural layers present are incredible. At the lowest level Macau is old, colonial, and mysterious. One part Europe and another part pirate. On another level Macau is modern and cheesy, with fashionable condo high-rises and neon casinos; the Las Vegas of southern China. It will keep you entertained for a day, maybe two if you dabble in games of chance. In a day I witness a fashion model photo shoot in Taipa village, sampled the most amazing Portuguese chicken dish, and stumbled upon a huge, very Catholic parade that I assume marked the beginning of Lent. My feet tell me it’s time to brave the line at the border, and head back to my new home.

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Slowing down

March 7th, 2006

Now that I officially have my own apartment, I’m not technically traveling anymore, so to speak. The attacks on my senses are slowing down and therefore my blogs will follow suit. This isn’t exactly true, as Zhuhai is a big thriving city ripe for exploration, which I’ll do in time. But right now I’m going to focus on my TEFL certification and the homework that this includes. Weekly blogs start now.

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Pabst Blue Ribbon Goes Global

March 9th, 2006

Yes, I’ve found PBR in China. I thought at first it was dumb luck, but the Pabst goodness just keeps on flowin’. First it was the can, then the 22oz., and I’m happy to report that my local grocery store in my temporary home of Zhuhai sells 32 ouncers, for a dollar. They don’t even sell Bud Light! It’s like I’m back in high school at Plaid Pantry with my fake ID…but I’m in China. It makes sense though. China has perfected the brewing process to make their beer taste alright at room temperature. It might be because of the lack of refrigeration until the past 20 years? I don’t know. But I’m still asked if I want a warm or cold beer when I buy it! And Pabst is one of those warm or cold kind of beers. It all makes sense. Sorry Coors, your cold filtered nonsense won’t work here.

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The Chinese Invasion?

March 13th, 2006

Chinese finance has helped bring the USA such recent hits as the war in Iraq, the war in Afghanistan, and pretty much anything else Bush has decided they need more money for after they really thought about it. Even though there are no Chinese soldiers on the frontlines of these wars, it is Chinese that is financing the bulging American debt. Financing war and gross incompetence is one thing, but some newly uncovered intelligence has me crying in my beer. My Chinese beer.A responder to my last post (thanks Liam) informed me that Pabst Blue Ribbon isn’t only brewed, bottled and sold in China. It’s 100% Chinese owned. Wha!!?? I realize that this isn’t particularly a classy US icon we’re talking about, but it holds a special place in my heart. And don’t forget it did win the blue medal in 1893.

Are we teetering on the edge of the Chinese invasion? Maybe. But I doubt it. There is no need to panic. Remember when all the businessmen bought all of those “learn Japanese in 10 minutes a day” tapes back in 1989? Did that go anywhere? No.

But on the other hand, the Chinese economy, is set to overcome other powerhouses in the world at its current pace. Barring a drastic change in circumstances, this is a mathematically likelihood. So can we expect to see Staples Center or Safeco Field change sponsorship to The Agricultural Bank of China Center/Field? They do own a lot of our debt. I think it’d be funny.

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Those boring logistics

March 18th, 2006

It’s good to travel about freely, drifting on the recommendations of fellow travelers, the vast networked encyclopedia of the world. But it’s also good to have a plan. My plan stops in August, and I’m starting to realize that I’m in the best position right now to pound out some details about what new adventure September will bring.There are just too many variables right now. I’m lucky in the sense that I will spend the next five months traveling and rafting around the world. I’ve got amazing friends all over, so I can play the global game of connect the dots with ease. As soon as this TEFL class finishes I’ll spend three weeks getting back to Japan overland through Korea, meeting up with friends in Shanghai and Seoul. Then back to Hitachi to see friends, students, and my wonderful girlfriend. Then it will probably be a couple of months in Japan, and maybe a month in Colorado to see my long lost rafting friends before returning home to Oregon for a long awaited quality spell with family and friends. I’m telling you. If you want to travel indefinitely, the rafting and teaching gig is hard to beat. There’s always a job waiting for you somewhere.

And here I sit once again staring at September on the calendar; where the picture gets hazy. Here I have to start asking myself difficult questions like how do I see my girlfriend, will I see my girlfriend, what country will I live in, and what is my best teaching career move? Option one is to pursue a great university teaching position in China or Korea for the year starting in September. That would be good for my resume and wallet. Or I could work a three month contract in Japan for a crappy company and see what happens with my girlfriend. If I’m in Japan in December when she quits her job we can go to New Zealand together. This is the option that’s good for the heart.

So I’ve decided that I will only take amazing jobs in China that I don’t have to try very hard to get. And if I don’t get one, I’m going back to Japan. Now only time will tell where the winds blow me.

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