BANGKOK TO LAOS
Usually I stay over the Khao San Road side of Bangkok, usually at Rambuttri. I love the chaos & carnival of Khao San Road. Every night is a circus with different performers from all over the world, arriving & departing at all hours. Banter bounces along the street with hawkers calling out to attract punters, tourists cringing at the deep-fried scorpions, backpackers laughing at someone's new fake dreadlocks, fake tattoo, fake identity, drinking competitions, vendors & punters alike, are a part of the nightly circus. And it's entertainingly different every night.
Some see it as squandering & squalid. But l love it.
Anyway this time l decided to try over the other side of town. Lots of people stay in Silom or Siam area to avoid the nightly noise of the Khao San Road. Yes it was closer to the big shopping malls & close to the sky train system. But for me, it was dull. I like everything laid out in front of me, Im not 'into' the search for Bangkok's best anything. For me it's about convenience, the best & cheapest food vendors in Bangkok, the cheap cocktails, the diversity of restaurants & bars, all packed in close with extremely competitive prices. In Khao San you literally walk outside your hotel or guesthouse & there is 80c Pad Thai & the backepacker's favourite, banana pancakes. The markets are selling absolutely everything that you could possibly want & not need, at almost any time of the day or night. Khao San Road is convenience shopping. I will never stay over the quieter side of town where lm forced to search for a reasonable feed & there is no such thing as a $2 cocktail. It is void of any humour or atmosphere. And the traffic is absurd. At least Khao San Road is a traffic mall.
Well after being stuffed around at the Vietnam Embassy, all embassies are the same all the world over. Customer service is definitely not one of the prerequisites of an embassy worker.
I decided to visit Bangkok prison hoping to leave some toiletries or visit an Australian prisoner who may not get many visits from family a long way away. A British mate did it after reading 'The Damage Done' & recommended that it was a good thing to do.
So l was a bit scared visiting the prison, dont know why. And when the taxi left me, I wanted to bolt. The smell from the canal between the men's & women's prison was making me retch. The prison looked just like I magined or maybe saw on television.
It was pretty bad from the outside.
Then I bravely walked in to where others were waiting. Every sign was written only in Thai. They really dont cater for foreigners, I thought that was probably a good thing. I couldnt find anyone that spoke English. Then someone took me to an office where a kind Thai guard told me in English to visit my own embassy first. She didnt think it was so strange that I wanted to help out a fellow Aussie.
So the next day I visited the Australian Embassy. It was far more difficult to enter than other embassies. But it was very lovely with water features & abstract Ausrralian art. I did notice that the clock displaying Canberra time was incorrect by an hour and was obviously permanently set to daylight savings time. Anyway l was informed by an officer that due to the Australian privacy laws, it would be impossible to contact any Australian prisoner. And even though she agreed that conditions there were extremely horrid, she again explained that there was nothing she could do to help. I am still shaking my head about that. I am guessing that all privacy & dignity would be thrown out the cell door after one night spent in the infamous Bangkok Hilton. And I am betting that some soap & toilet paper would be much appreciated. I left a bit disappointed. Someone was missing out on a small gift because of our Australian laws which obviously dont protect people like the Bali 9 or Shapelle Corby.
And besides I had wasted time & taxi-fares. Next time I will try & visit a farang (foreign) prisoner from Britain.
So I went straight to Hua Lamphong station, Bangkok's main train station, and booked a sleeper up to Nong Khai, a Thai town on the border of luverly Laos. Left at 8pm, arrived 8am, cost 750baht, about $25.
I enjoy train travel & choose it when ever possible over a bus. They are quite comfortable with a privacy curtain but the toilets on board can be pretty grotty. I like to walk around & visit the club car for dinner & a drink. And the rickity rocking of a train is a lulling lullaby to sleep.
From Nong Khai station, it's a short tuk tuk trip, 20 bht (60c) to the border. Stamped on the Thai side of the border, then a 15baht (50c) bus across to the Laos immigration where you are required to pay $30 US for a 30 day visa. I handed over a $50 US note but they claimed they had no change so was forced to pay in Thai baht, 1300 baht, which is a 400 baht rip off! An extra $13! And yes they had change in baht! Not till later after filling in forms, waiting in queues & generally standing around in the heat, were we herded over to the gate into Laos where I saw a Money Changer. Probably get ript off rates from there as well.
Then a longer 50 baht tuk tuk trip into town, Vientiane.
I've been to Vientiane many times & have enjoyed the night markets & night life there. Also the Pha That Prabang Pagoda is well worth a visit. The most important monument in Laos, believed to house some of the ashes of Buddha brought down by travelling monks over 2 thousand years ago while spreading the teachings of the Buddha
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So l pushed on to get to Vang Vieng, another 4 or 5 hrs north, cost $5. Laos will accept US dollars, Thai baht or their own Laos Kip. In fact on receipts, the price is printed in three currencies.
I eventually arrived by nightfall, in dire need of a hot shower & a cold beer. I was glad that l had pushed on through to Vang Vieng when I woke up the next morning, greeted by the magnificent view of the mountain kaasts. Breakfast on the balcony of fresh mandarine juice, omelette & baguette, cost $3.20.
I love loverly Laos.
Sunday 29 June 2014
Sunday 22 June 2014
MEANDERS IN MALACCA (or MELAKA)
MEANDERS IN MELAKA, OR MALACCA
MALACCA, it has always sounded very exotic & a bit weird to me. And so it is a little bit.
It is a UNESCO World Heritage site with an extraordinary history of ancient power & wealth mixed in with European history & empires.
Malacca is a famous seaport situated on the Malaysian side of the Straits of Malacca.
It was sort of the old capital of Malaysia before Malaysia really existed.
For many many centuries the Straits of Malacca offered safe passage between the major trading partners, China & India. The city of Malacca was a strategic & politically important post. And marriages were arranged with the daughters of the Sultan of Malacca,
to ensure security & safe passage through the strait formed between Sumatra & Malaysia.
Islam was brought down to Malaysia & lndonesia from the Middle East along this trade channel, long before Christian missionaries ever thought about saving the simple souls of the people of the peninsula & islands.
To this day the Straits of Malacca remains one of the world's most important shipping channels linking the Indian Ocean with the northern Pacific. One quarter of the world's oil is transported by sea through this channel.
The Portuguese invaded Malacca in 1511 for it's wealth & to gain control of the strait. There is still a Portuguese territory in Malacca where the descendants of the invaders & their Malayan wives speak a unique creole language & celebrated Christian festivals. The cuisine is also an interesting & exotic blend of Portuguese style & Malayan ingredients. The seafood from the Portuguese Square is exceptional & without equal.
Then the Dutch invaded Malaaca in 1641 & dominated for 180 years. There is an old medieval church on top of St Paul's Hill & the graveyard dates well back in the 1600's. The hill also offers overlooking views of the city & out to sea.
Of course then the British had a go as well & they ruled until independence in 1959.
Malacca is now a UNESCO World Heritage site & an extremely interesting multi-cultural & historical city. There is much to see & do and is well worth a couple of days stop-over.
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I hadnt visited Malacca in a few years & decided to have a break out of Kuala Lumpur.
Malacca is about 2 hrs south of KL in a very comfortable bus, along an extremely good highway. Costs 10RM ($3.50). I hadnt pre-booked accommodation and planned to do it the old fashioned way by walking the streets aided by a few Lonely Planet recommendations.
Well that's got knobs on it!
It was so unbearably hot, considering Malacca is a seaport there was no hint of a breeze.
I walked around Chinatown without any luck, brinking on heat-stroke. It was a Sunday & the streets were crowd clogged with day trippers from Singapore & Kuala Lumpur.
I politely ploughed my way through Jonker St. market which sells every Chinese tacky plastic contraption ever produced.
Just as I thought collapse was immediately imminent, l spied an unassuming little guesthouse with a name that rang a bell.
So I rang the bell. One last bed was available! Thank Shiva! And what a gem of a find. A kool oasis out of the heat of the Malaccan afternoon heat & haze. I flopped on the clean, cool, comfortable couch & ordered a beer. All was well with the world again.
The Rooftop Guesthouse is a family run business and has a cosy, homey feel about it. Very clean & spacious. It is decorated with charming Malaccan bric-a-brac with old photos & lovely exotic paintings. And there is a small rooftop garden.
After a freshen up & a few beers with my new friends, we ventured out again onto Jonker St. Dining out in Malacca is a treat & there is vast & varied offering of cuisines. Lots of touristy upmarket resraurants ctering for wealthy Singaporeans has cropped up. As well as some very expensive trendy Western cafes. Fortunately there is still some characteristically cheap Chinatown chow available in quirky little bars along the river.
It is a UNESCO World Heritage site with an extraordinary history of ancient power & wealth mixed in with European history & empires.
Malacca is a famous seaport situated on the Malaysian side of the Straits of Malacca.
It was sort of the old capital of Malaysia before Malaysia really existed.
For many many centuries the Straits of Malacca offered safe passage between the major trading partners, China & India. The city of Malacca was a strategic & politically important post. And marriages were arranged with the daughters of the Sultan of Malacca,
to ensure security & safe passage through the strait formed between Sumatra & Malaysia.
Islam was brought down to Malaysia & lndonesia from the Middle East along this trade channel, long before Christian missionaries ever thought about saving the simple souls of the people of the peninsula & islands.
The Portuguese invaded Malacca in 1511 for it's wealth & to gain control of the strait. There is still a Portuguese territory in Malacca where the descendants of the invaders & their Malayan wives speak a unique creole language & celebrated Christian festivals. The cuisine is also an interesting & exotic blend of Portuguese style & Malayan ingredients. The seafood from the Portuguese Square is exceptional & without equal.
Then the Dutch invaded Malaaca in 1641 & dominated for 180 years. There is an old medieval church on top of St Paul's Hill & the graveyard dates well back in the 1600's. The hill also offers overlooking views of the city & out to sea.
Of course then the British had a go as well & they ruled until independence in 1959.
Malacca is now a UNESCO World Heritage site & an extremely interesting multi-cultural & historical city. There is much to see & do and is well worth a couple of days stop-over.
.
I hadnt visited Malacca in a few years & decided to have a break out of Kuala Lumpur.
Malacca is about 2 hrs south of KL in a very comfortable bus, along an extremely good highway. Costs 10RM ($3.50). I hadnt pre-booked accommodation and planned to do it the old fashioned way by walking the streets aided by a few Lonely Planet recommendations.
Well that's got knobs on it!
It was so unbearably hot, considering Malacca is a seaport there was no hint of a breeze.
I walked around Chinatown without any luck, brinking on heat-stroke. It was a Sunday & the streets were crowd clogged with day trippers from Singapore & Kuala Lumpur.
I politely ploughed my way through Jonker St. market which sells every Chinese tacky plastic contraption ever produced.
Just as I thought collapse was immediately imminent, l spied an unassuming little guesthouse with a name that rang a bell.
So I rang the bell. One last bed was available! Thank Shiva! And what a gem of a find. A kool oasis out of the heat of the Malaccan afternoon heat & haze. I flopped on the clean, cool, comfortable couch & ordered a beer. All was well with the world again.
The Rooftop Guesthouse is a family run business and has a cosy, homey feel about it. Very clean & spacious. It is decorated with charming Malaccan bric-a-brac with old photos & lovely exotic paintings. And there is a small rooftop garden.
After a freshen up & a few beers with my new friends, we ventured out again onto Jonker St. Dining out in Malacca is a treat & there is vast & varied offering of cuisines. Lots of touristy upmarket resraurants ctering for wealthy Singaporeans has cropped up. As well as some very expensive trendy Western cafes. Fortunately there is still some characteristically cheap Chinatown chow available in quirky little bars along the river.
Colourful tri-shaws with flashing lights & booming music are a fun & unique way to trip around Malacca visiting the many historical sites and also the many exotic markets. Malacca is 2 hrs south of KL & about 3 hrs north of Singapore. Buses arrive at the Malaccan Mall & then another local bus or taxi is needed to transfer the 5 km into the city near the Dutch Clock which is right outside of Jonker St, Chinatown. Bus costs 1RM (30c), taxis 12-15RM (4-$5)
Sunday 8 June 2014
BANAUE & SAGADA - It's more fun in the Philippines
Spent an ear-popping & eye-popping day travelling back through the Cordillera Mountains. The scenery was spectacular, high above the clouds with the occasional splay of rainbows against the dramatic backdrop of intense green peaks. l felt oddly comfortable in the over-crowded bus, it was very cosey. The bus driver displayed remarkable skill as we crept around hairy bends, along sheer rock faces while the rickety bus's brakes were screaming with the strain.
The Banaue Rice Terraces are considered the 8th Wonder of the World. Along with a long list of many other 8th Wonders of the World, claimed by who knows who.
But it actually is an amazing engineering feat constructed by the ancient Ifagao people. Anthropologists believe they may have migrated down from southern China through Taiwan about two to four thousand years ago. The practice of hanging coffins from cliff faces is also of an ancient south Chinese tradition.
The steep terraces are irrigated by a complex system that is still used today. At a height of 5000 ft, covering more than 400 sq km, one can only imagine how much rice has been produced by this ingenious farming method in the past two thousand years, and hopefully continues for thousands of years more. Though farming has become unpopular among the young people and they prefer to find employment in the tourism industry. The irony is, if the terraces are not protected & maintained, there will be no tourism industry in Banaue.
Batad is a small village with the most impressive view of the World UNESCO Heritage site. The most popular trek from Banaue to Batad can be done within the day including swimming at the waterfall. Best done with a private guide. There are large group treks but it is very limiting without the freedom to move at your own pace and a far less personal experience.
Sagada is another popular little town in the mountain provinces. Well visited by Filipinos & international tourists, for its spectacular & quite adventurous caves. As well the hanging coffins, more rice terraces, trekking and waterfalls. But mostly for its quaint & quiet mountain life-style. There are no tuk tuks or trishaws. The authorities are attempting to protect the mountain culture by enforcing a 10pm curfew throughout the provinces. So there is no noisey music blaring or late night venues. Clear of noise pollution & air pollution, its a virtual mountain retreat.
Because of its difficult terrain, the Spanish conquistadores were thankfully unable to infiltrate the mountain culture. That and maybe the fact that mountain people were well known head hunters was a deterring factor. Anyway the mountain culture was unaffected till much later by missionaries. Today their culture is still very strong & unique with an interesting mix of Christianity & animism.
Manila to Baguio to Sagada to Banaue to Manila, makes a neat & well travelled circle of the Cordillera Mountains. From Manila you catch a Victory Liner bus from Pasay bus station to Baguio, costs about 470 pp. Good quality bus with aircon, wifi & movies. Stops for breaks every couple of hours. Takes between 6 & 8 hours depending on the time of day & traffic. Buses leave every hour. First class bus costs about 740pp, it's quicker & has a toilet on board.
Baguio is well worth a visit. A cool university city with great live music & night life. There are no hostels throughout the mountains, only guesthouses with private rooms. But there is one in Baguio. 'Upstairs Bed & Bath' is precisely what you get. Extremely basic, it has a good location & wifi. Costs 290 pp for a dorm room.
Buses from Baguio to Sagada only leave in the mornings, last bus around midday. Takes about 6 or 7 hrs & costs about 220 pp. Spectacular views. Accommodation is much the same throughout the cosey town of Sagada, costs about 300pp with wifi & hot water. I have stayed at Sagada Guest House & Clarence Inn. Both good. Quite a few really good restaurants in Sagada.
Jeepney from Sagada to Bontoc costs about 50pp & takes an hour or so. Bus from Bontoc to Banaue costs about 150pp and takes about 2 or 3 hrs. Again buses mostly happen in the mornings.
Wide range of accommodation in Banaue. I have stayed at Sanafe and at Green View. Both offer stunning views from their restaurants. Green View costs 250pp but charges 50pp more for a hot shower & 20pp to charge phones, ipads ect. Sanafe costs a bit more & is a bit better.
Restaurants are all much the same.
Bus from Banaue to Manila takes about 9 hrs and there's one in the morning & one in the night. Costs about 400pp. Extremely cold air conditioning, definitely need a blanket.
This circle can be done in reverse. I would allow one night in Baguio, 2 nights in Sagada & 2 nights in Banaue, minimum. Alot of hours travelling but it is well worth the effort. A highly unique experience.
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