Tuesday 24 August 2010

My friend Maggie





I received some really sad news the other day, one of the sweetest creatures ever to walk the earth, passed away last Thursday. Heidi e-mailed me and told me that Maggie had some health problems early in the morning and after she rushed her to the vet Maggie started hemorrhaging and her blood wouldn't clot. Heidi and the vet did all she could for Maggie but in the end she didn't make it.
I still remember the first time I laid eyes on Maggie, frankly she scared the heck out of me. She had the most beautiful ice blue eyes but she looked like this big monstrous white wolf! I didn't want to go near her but Heidi assured me that Maggie wouldn't hurt a flea, but I was still more than cautious. She was right though, all Maggie wanted to do was play, play, play. She was so full of energy. She loved being off the leash, just running wild and free. I will never forget one VERY COLD wintry night it had been snowing a lot. We decided to let Maggie out in the yard to just run (she loved the snow). Soon the time got late and we called Maggie to come in...she came close to the door, but every time we tried to actually grab her she would run just far enough away we couldn't get her. It got later and later and colder and colder. Heidi came up with a great idea, she fried up some bacon and we tore it into a bunch of little pieces. We laid the pieces out in a trail up to the door, hoping to trick her into the house. I hid behind the CRV and Heidi waited at the door. Well, Maggie cautiously ate the first piece of bacon, all the while looking around like "this is too good to be true, bacon out here in the snow!" HA! She slowly ate each piece looking around each time before eating it, she got closer and closer and started up the steps and on to the porch. As she was right by the door I ran at her, Heidi opened the door and we somehow managed to get her inside! She was so funny, she had snow all over her, and she just walked right over by the bed and laid down!
Maggie never had any puppies, but she was still the best Mom. We got Chaco when she was just a tiny puppy and hoped her and Maggie would be friends. From the first day we brought Chaco home Maggie loved her and took care of her. Chaco would just lay there and Maggie would lick her ears and face and clean them all up. She was so good to Chaco and I am sure Chaco is really missing her.
I think more than anything Maggie loved the outdoors, where she could run free and be herself. There was a really cool area up near Boone that was called Hebron...a place where Maggie was in her environment. She could jump into the water, swim around, jump from rock to rock and just go crazy. Heidi had Maggie cremated and planned to spread her ashes around Hebron, I think a very fitting resting place for me friend.
I loved Maggie so much, it's sad that she's gone, but I'll never forget her. There will never be another dog like her.
I found a really sweet poem that says exactly how I felt about her.


She is my other eyes that can see above the clouds;
my other ears that hear above the winds.
She is the part of me that can reach out into the sea.

She has told me a thousand times over that I am her reason
for being by the way she rests against my leg;
by the way she thumps her tail at my smallest smile;
by the way she shows her hurt when I leave without taking her.
(I think it makes her sick with worry when she is not
along to care for me.)

When I am wrong, she is delighted to forgive.
When I am angry, she clowns to make me smile.
When I am happy, she is joy unbounded.

When I am a fool, she ignores it.
When I succeed, she brags.

Without her, I am only another man. With her, I am all-powerful.

She is loyalty itself. She has taught me the meaning of devotion.

With her, I know a secret comfort and a private peace.
She has brought me understanding where before I was ignorant.

Her head on my knee can heal my human hurts.
Her presence by my side is protection against my fears of dark and
unknown things.

She has promised to wait for me...whenever...wherever--
in case I need her.
And I expect I will--as I always have.


I love you Maggie!

Saturday 14 August 2010

Cambodia pics




















Sorry, as I said before, there was a problem when I tried to post the pics with the blog, so I just decided to split up the pics into Vietnam and Cambodia.
Enjoy

Vietnam pics

















Sorry, there was a problem trying to post some pics the first time, so I had to do a separate post. Enjoy!

Vietnam/Cambodia

Thanks to the curious readers out there who checked back and my apologies for the slow posting...it's been a busy summer with some additional summer classes (I'm teaching on Saturday during August) it seems like I have had very little spare time. So, my apologies and I hope that my posting with be enjoyable enough to offset the slowness thereof. HA!
As you can see on the right hand side, the Cambodia and Vietnam flags have been added, so YES...the Vietnamese visa was in fact valid and we had no problems getting in to the country!
We started off on Saturday morning at around 5:30 AM and headed up to the Incheon (Seoul) airport. Got there no problem but Sam had just a single entry visa into Korea (I had multiple, so can come and go as I please) and so we had to go get him an update to get back in to the country and that morning I swear 90% of the teachers in Korea were applying for the same thing. We waited and as anyone who knows me well can attest I am an antsy person when it comes to time. We were getting a little close on check in time, and fortunately when we got to the check in line the guy from the airline moved us right up to the front of the line...not sure if it was because we were running a little late or if we just looked like two cools guys (I'd prefer to think the latter) but anyway, we got all checked in and through security no problem. Well, at this point I was cool and calm, Sam however...not so much. Sam HATES flying...he loves to travel but hates to fly, which can pose a bit of a problem since living in South Korea makes it impossible to drive to any other country! We boarded the plane and I could tell Sam was very nervous, for whatever reason even though we bought the tickets at the same time and checked in at the same time, we weren't sitting together, so as people were getting on Sam was pacing up and down the isle. I gave him a questioning thumbs up and the lady next to me said "You know that guy?" I said yes, he's my buddy and she said "what's wrong with him?" HA! I just said he hates to fly and she said "yeah, I can tell!" Anyway, got in the air OK and got to Guangzhou, China OK. The dumb thing there was that even though we weren't even entering China, we still had to go through a check there where they took our passports (I'm a freak about keeping my passport in my hands, especially in a communist country! HA) and after waiting for about 5 minutes they came back and handed back the passports. We had to go back through a security check too and Sam (who's a smoker) got his lighter confiscated! He wasn't too happy about that, since oddly enough in Korea he could take it on the plane and yet even though we never technically entered China they took his lighter! So, it had been a rough morning/afternoon for Sam. I HATE mice and rats (courtesy of my sweet mother) and a few times during the trip I saw one and about jumped out of my skin...Sam chuckled and said "my fear of flying is like having a rat in my face for 5 or 6 hours" and so I have never made fun of him for hating to fly, I think I would literally die if that was the case. So, anyway...Sam had had a rough morning between the flying and the cigarette lighter getting jacked. Anyway, had a 6 hour layover, met some cool people that were waiting as well, met a guy that was teaching in Korea from Colorado and he had lived in Durango for a while, so it was fun chatting with people even though I was excited to get to Vietnam. So, we got to Ho Chi Minh airport after the long layover and relatively short flight, we were a little nervous about the visas working, so I nudged Sam in front of me in the visa line, I figured if he got cuffed or tazed then I could make a break for it back out onto the tarmac or something! He made it through no problem and so I breathed a sigh of relief. Got through and outside and the taxi drivers (as I had read and is so common especially in South East Asia) just hit us, 10 guys all at once saying "get in, get in!" Well, we haggled a bit and asked how much it would be, some people said 20 USD, and finally we found a guy who said 15 USD and we were ready to just get to the hotel. Well, as we pull out of the airport he says "well, you also have to pay 5 USD for some fee, blah blah blah inaudible inaudible" followed by more mumbling. Anyway, dude drives us into Ho Chi Minh and he said it would take "at least 30 minutes" (even though my print off from the hotel said 10-15 AND it was late Saturday night) but we were to the hotel in less than 10. So, he drops us off on the corner and points down the street and says "there!" I couldn't see anything so I was thinking he had just left us out in the middle of the city to perish, so I said "why don't you drive us down the street?" He said it was one way (which was a lie) and so finally we got out. Sam gave him 10 USD and the guy was upset saying we had agreed on 15 USD and we had to pay his "airport fee" (yeah right) and so we said "it only took 10 minutes, you said 30." We just started walking away and he was angry, but we thought "whatever!" So, find the hotel (which was actually very nice for the price) and after checking in I asked the guy "so, how much should we have paid for a taxi ride?" he said "Oh, no more than 5 USD!" HA...so, anyway, we got ripped off the first night. So, our plan was to go to Angkor Wat in Cambodia the next day. I had looked at the map and thought it was about 300-350km and so anticipated a 4 to maybe 5 hour bus ride...well, that was not even remotely close on the time. I have never lived anywhere that has roads like Vietnam and Cambodia...it's almost indescribable the road conditions there. Picture 1000s of scooters everywhere on a two lane road that isn't in very good condition and that's the roads in Vietnam and Cambodia. There's no interstate or express road like the US and Korea, not even close. So, we only made it to Phnom Penh, Cambodia the first night, we didn't get there until around 7 PM and P.P. was only about half way. So, we got a hotel and planned to visit the Tuol Sleng Genocide Museum the next day. I had read a decent amount about Pol Pot and the Khmer Rouge Regime of the 1970s but had no idea the atrocities that took place at Tuol Sleng. Basically it was a high school in P.P. that was taken over and used as a torture and prison camp. After Pol Pot took power he wanted to get rid of anyone who he feared might lead a coup against him and it is estimated that between 17,000-20,000 people were held tortured and then killed at Tuol Sleng (also known as S-21). At the end of the regime the Vietnamese army had liberated the city of P.P. and as they approached the last prisoners were killed off. The Vietnamese took pictures of some of the victims that were found hours later, and they were VERY disgusting to say the least. They tortured the people with electrocution, water boarding, strangulation, and about every other thing you can think of. It was equally as disturbing as my trip to Dachau in Germany. Anyway...it made for quite a somber morning. We caught the bus to head on the Siem Riep at around 1 PM and made another LOOOOONG bus ride on up through the Cambodian countryside. We arrived to Siem Riep at around 7:30 PM and we were literally locked inside a gate and had to use one of the tuk-tuks inside the gate for them to even unlock the thing! So, we paid maybe 4 USD for a ride over to our hotel. Got there and checked in and went out and got some really nice food at a really good restaurant for only about 4 USD. That was one thing I noticed, almost EVERYTHING in Cambodia and Vietnam was inexpensive. So, the next day we went off to Angkor Wat, which is a Hindu temple complex and certainly the most famous place in Cambodia (as seen on the flag). It was built around the early 12th century for the King Suryavarman II. We had hired a tuk tuk driver to drive us around the entire day (as Angkor Wat is HUGE!) and so we pretty much cruised around the entire place and saw most of what there was to see. They offered 3 day passes to Angkor Wat but we opted to just get the 1 day and I was plenty satisfied with just one day, it was very amazing and beautiful, but I am always ready to move on and see the next thing! HA! So, we decided to brave the 14 hour bus ride back to Ho Chi Minh the next day (if we had it to do over again we would have flown into Siem Riep and then just taken the bus ride once, but we didn't know...so what can you do?!). So, that's what we did, woke up early and basically rode the bus the entire day back to Ho Chi Minh. As we rode through the beautiful Cambodian countryside I was overwhelmed by the poverty in that country. Houses were barely held together, most places looked like they didn't have electricity or running water (I noticed a lot of town wells) and many people looked sad and hungry. I felt SO BLESSED to have been born where I was and to have all the things I enjoy in my life. I think too often we complain that others have more than we have, or we need more toys, or more money, or a better job, or blah blah blah and there are so many people in this world who have FAR LESS than you and I enjoy. So, not trying to get on my soapbox but it really was a life changing trip for me. I had never seen such poverty in all my life and I promised myself on that bus that I would be grateful for the things I have in my life and remember them everyday.
So, we arrived to Ho Chi Minh late that evening and checked into a hotel, we had a few problems and I think Sam and I were both a little irritated at the hotel staff(they had promised we could use a laptop which then was broken and they had promised Sam he could check his camera and video camera in to their safe and then they said that it was too small!) but after grabbing dinner and relaxing for a bit we were both OK. We had planned to go up to Mui Ne a really nice beach area in the morning. So, we got up early and headed to Mui Ne, not a bad bus ride, about 4 hours. The countryside in Vietnam was quite different from that in Cambodia, much more mountainous and rocky than Cambodia which seemed to have miles and miles of fertile fields. We arrived in Mui Ne and I must say, it was pure heaven! We had reserved a nice resort hotel for one night and I couldn't believe when we got there how amazing it was! We were both elated. We wanted to rent some scooters and ride around the town and coast and so for just 10 USD we rented some scooters from the resort. The town of Mui Ne really cool, very laid back and seemed like a true Vietnamese beach town. There were some other more touristy places, but I'm glad we chose Mui Ne. We rode the scooters around most of the afternoon and enjoyed everything there. The resort wasn't very full and I found out that July is kind of the slow time for Vietnam tourism, most of their tourists are from Europe and don't start showing up until around later September, October time. So, here we were at the amazing beach-front resort and there was hardly anyone there. We chilled out at the pool for most of the evening, just relaxing and enjoying the down time. We had originally planned to just stay one night, but when we were out at the pool we were talking and both easily agreed that we should stay one more night! HA! It was relatively cheap (65 USD) and I am certain that a place like that in the States would have easily been 120-130 USD a night. It was amazing, private beach, nice pool, beautiful grounds...everything you could want! Mui Ne is famous for their sand dunes and so the next day we took the scooters up to the sand dunes and enjoyed looking around and seeing everything. It felt a little to me like my brother's old town of Prescott, Arizona and I had a little deja-vu when we stopped to take a picture, I remembered riding back with Mer and Derek from Wal-Mart and it made me think of them and miss them. We rode scooters pretty much all day, all over the area, down to the beach and the area where they had tons of little, stinky fish! HA! Not even sure what they are (don't know my fish very well) but they didn't smell very good! So, sadly we knew the trip was winding down. We enjoyed our last night in Mui Ne and then took the bus back to Ho Chi Minh the next day. When we got to Ho Chi Minh we walked around and saw some different local sites and visited the market there. We stayed at the same hotel the last night and then headed to the airport at about 6 AM on Sunday. Had another long layover in China and then got back to Incheon airport ready to get home...well, the day we went there it had been raining in the morning and apparently Sam had accidentally forgot to turn the lights off. So...HAHA, we had to try and get jumped off, but the battery was too low, so eventually we just pushed it (it's a stick) and Sam was able to pop the clutch and we were off! We got back to Cheonan around 1 AM and I had to leave for work early the next morning.
It was an amazing trip...one of the best trips I have ever been on. I had a great time with Sam, we shared plenty of laughs and some serious conversations about how lucky we are to live the lives we do. I saw things I'd never seen before, thought a lot about my life and how lucky and blessed I've been. I got to check off 2 more countries on my list (up to 12 now! woo-hoo) and got some cool visas in my passport. I was a little disappointed with some of my pics, I think I set the shutter speed wrong a few places and when it was really sunny I didn't seem to get very good pics. Sam is an amazing photographer and seems to be able to capture certain elements much better than I do, some of the pics here are from his camera, so they are a combined effort. He has an uncanny ability to capture humans, something I seldom do. I usually like the "postcard" pics and he always gets some cool shots of people doing seemingly ordinary things, yet it captures the moment probably much better than a postcard shot. Anyway...I hope you enjoyed the trip update, surely I forgot some stuff but I hope you could get a good feel for the trip.

Sunday 18 July 2010

Good Morning Vietnam!




Well as most of you know one of my favorite things in the whole world is to travel...my hope is to go to at least 30 countries in my lifetime (and hopefully many many more). Well, next Saturday I'll be adding at least one more to my list, well...HOPEFULLY anyway. I have a very interesting story to tell about my hopeful Vietnam trip.
About a month or more ago I had talked to my friend Sam about going on a possible summer trip, he said he wanted to go with me but that he had to work an English camp and couldn't go. So, since I did Thailand at Christmas I figured I'd head to China (there is an AWESOME island called Hainan in soutern China) since I'd never been there. Well, I had booked the trip and everything and the following Monday got a text from Sam he said "I messed up the dates, I CAN go, so let's go somewhere!" I told him I had already booked the trip, but I would try and see if I could just add him to my current trip. Checked with Expedia, they said no go...couldn't just add someone (which makes no sense since the flight I had booked was still listed, and of course I had already booked a hotel, but anyway...) so I decided to just eat the $35 fee and cancel. I was excited about the prospect of having a travel buddy finally for one of my trips...traveling alone can be rewarding, plus you don't have to put up with someone possibly annoying you...you can come and go as you please, see what you want, whatever. On the other hand it's not near as memorable to not have anyone to share the memories with. So, anyway...I asked him where he wanted to go. He said he had never been to Vietnam or Cambodia and I hadn't either, and thus the adventure began.
Well, Sam teaches university and as soon as they finished school he said he would go to the Vietnam embassy (this was about 2 weeks ago) and I thought that sounded great. We had looked online and the listed price for a Vietnamese visa was $50. A little steep we thought, but whatever...so, he went to the embassy in Seoul. He filled out the paperwork, etc. and then the guy quoted him at $85. Huh?! He asked why...why was it so much more. "Well, you know paperwork, blah blah blah" the guy said. So, he told me "sorry man, it's $85!" Ugh...OK, it's not your fault, let's just pay it, whatever. So, Sam goes back to get our passports and visas, and lo and behold...the price had jumped up to $120! OK, now this was getting ridiculous. More fees for blah blah blah...what can you do?! So, very very very reluctantly Sam paid the fee for us. I wasn't upset at him, but NOT HAPPY with the situation. So, Sam's driving home after we've already been beaten and left on the road to die...and the guy (I swear) calls Sam and says "Sam, I'm sorry, I forgot...that was only half of the fee. I need you to deposit another $120 each INTO MY PERSONAL ACCOUNT and then I will just send the money on to the embassy for you." Sam says "No, I'm not going to pay you any more!" and hangs up. So, we met last Friday, we decided we were NOT going to pay this guy any more money. I e-mailed a guy that has a travel blog on Lonely Planet and asked him if he had ever had this happen, he said "no, I've never paid more than $50 for a Vietnam visa." So...we vowed and swore with a blood oath (OK, not really) that we were not going to pay the man/crook/evil bad extortionist/jerk any more money. We had our visas in our passports, with a receipt for $220 and so we're hoping these visas will be good when we get to the airport in Ho Chi Minh next Saturday night. If not...um not sure! HA! We do have a plan B, take Air Asia (which has amazingly low flights) to Thailand or Malaysia, but hopefully it won't come to that. I sure hope when we get to the airport they will just scan the visa and let us in. The guy hasn't called Sam back, and so I hope he realized that we were not idiots and I hope he didn't have the power to cancel them. Ugh...if so, we might have to call Al Capone or Tony Soprano to intervene on our behalf.
So, anyway...haven't even left yet and already a really interesting story. So, the plan anyway is to head to Ho Chi Minh on July 24th, and then off to Cambodia for a few days, then back to Vietnam to ride some scooters and chill on the beach. We'll see if it happens! HA!
Wish us luck!
PS: Sorry the pic of the visa has some paper over it, I had to cover my passport number since I am currently in the witness protection program and don't want to be found!
:)

Sunday 4 July 2010

The Land of the Free...The Home of the Brave!















I'd like to wish everyone a Happy 4th of July! Oddly this is one of the few holidays I've noticed that I get homesick, maybe it's just the patriotic side of me, but every year (this is the 3rd) I'm away from the States on the 4th I feel a little sad. I'm thankful for the role the United States of America has played over the years and the freedoms that those before us have helped to defend.
I think back to some of the most difficult and trying times in our nation's history and I'm almost brought to tears when I think of the sacrifice that has been made for each of us, to be able to enjoy our daily lives. I was reading the other day about George Washington and the Battle of Trenton when the words written by Thomas Paine were read to raise the morale of the troops:
These are the times that try men's souls; the summer soldier and the sunshine patriot will, in this crisis, shrink from the service of his country; but he that stands it now, deserves the love and thanks of man and woman. Tyranny, like hell, is not easily conquered; yet we have this consolation with us, that the harder the conflict, the more glorious the triumph.
I love reading and learning about history but as much as I appreciate our early soldiers, I never could seem to relate to them as well as those who have fought in the more recent past.
I've tried to read and understand as much as possible about World War II, for some reason I am fascinated by it, not in a weird sense that I think it's "cool" but more so that I am in awe that people who lived during that time were able to accomplish the things they did. It's impossible for me to truly ever comprehend what those men and women did to preserve our freedoms. One of my favorite World War II quotes came from Major Dick Winters. Major Winters seems to be everything that was good about those soldiers and although Winters has received many special accolades over the course of his life, he has always remained a very humble guy. At the end segment of Band of Brothers he quoted a passage from a letter he had received from Sergeant Mike Ranney: "I cherish the memories of a question my grandson asked me the other day when he said, Grandpa, were you a hero in the war?' Grandpa said 'No… but I served in a company of heroes…'"

This is one of my favorite Johnny Cash songs and very fitting for the 4th!

Sunday 20 June 2010

Muju Firefly Festival








I'm not sure if you remember last year I posted when I went to Busan for Chuseok that I went through a little town named Muju that was really cool. Well, each year they have a firefly festival and I after going I have no idea why they have the festival as I didn't see one single firefly, but anyway, I guess anything to have a festival. I went early in the day, did some minor hiking and sightseeing. It was a really nice day, overcast but still really nice. It was cool, on the way to see a waterfall and a temple I saw some some people out planting rice, so stopped and got a few pics. I've seen plenty of rice fields, but never actually seen anyone out planting. It doesn't look very fun...there was a guy who ran a big machine to plant, and then across the street there were some older women planting by hand! I think they were just planting along the edges where the machine wouldn't reach. Anyway, after a nice day out, went down to Muju that evening for the festival. Not too much was going on, some food and other vendors, pretty much just a bunch of booths and what not. That night Korea was opening the World Cup playing against Greece, so the little Muju stadium was packed with people watching the game...Korea won 2-0 (the fireworks are after their first goal!) and so everyone was happy! It was a fun way to spend the day.