Travel to Live. Live to Travel

It’s hot. It’s overwhelming. Everywhere we go we have to dodge motorcycles. Everywhere we go we hear horns blasting. There’s smells in the air, not often pleasant. Garbage in the streets. Holes in the sidewalk that lead to sludge-water. It’s pretty embarassing worrying over the fabled motorcycle purse-snatchers when you know you’re carrying a camera worth more than the average family makes in a year.

But yet it finally feels exciting and like we’re REALLY traveling. Parts of China were exciting and “exotic”, but we’re kind of spoiled owing to the fact we lived in Japan for three years (and thus could read quite a few things) and coupled with the fact some of my best friends are Asian-born Chinese (thus I was already exposed to quite a few foods, customs, etc.) We are finally in a place where we don’t understand anything going on around us. It’s overwhelming, but it’s fun.

Two delicious bowls of pho down, bring on more delicious food.

We arrived in Taiwan fairly uneventfully, but yet managed to make an event of it.

We booked at the Lucky News Classic Hotel (weird name, I know) which for the price of $50 offered free shuttle service from the airport, free breakfast, wifi, etc. When we arrived, we were surprised at how friendly the staff was and moreover, by how clean and nice the room was. It wasn’t 5-star for sure, but it was certainly nicer than some of the dens of evil we’ve stayed in around Asia before for that price. Needless to say, we spent more time than necessary wondering if we’d get charged for the soap, or for the fruit, etc. Nope, it was just a nice place to stay in transit. God, we’re newbs.

Today is our official first start of our little adventures in Asia. It began fairly stressful yesterday–when I came down with a sore throat and a bit of a fever. However, we took it easy and I felt more or less better by morning.

The flight was uneventful and I fell asleep before the flight took off (as usual) to wake up to a very disgusting meal, thank you very much China Eastern Airlines. After lunch I gazed out the window until I came upon this vast expanse of chocolate brown below us.

Ah, could it be a desert? I wondered, No, we’re too far east–it must be post harvest rice paddies?

Then I saw a container ship cut through what I had previously thought was earth…

No, it’s the ocean. It takes a special kind of pollution to make the ocean look brown from 20,000 feet, I must say.

Anyways, so we arrived at Shanghai, took a harrowing taxi ride into the city and arrived at my friend Jon’s father’s spare apartment located in the expat district of Shanghai. We ate lunch, bought some breakfast supplies, than had traditional Chinese massages. All in all, a very nice start to our adventures. Honestly, I’m glad we’re able to ease into the China thing…. I’ve heard plenty of scary stories (all vastly exaggerated, I’m sure). We’re heading pretty far off the typical tourist path in the next few weeks, so it’s nice to have the chance to acclimate and learn a little Chinese first.

Now I just need to learn how to say, “I don’t speak Chinese,”

My apologies in advance for the strange typing, I’m not used to Japanese keyboards yet.

the orientation and such