Author: melmalinowski

  • Grand Canyon rafting May 2018

    South Kaibab trail, Grand Canyon

    I stood on the south rim of the Grand Canyon several years ago, and marveled at its size, complexity and beauty. I decided to see it closer by rafting down the whole length of the canyon, 224 miles. The canyon is so popular now that the National Park Service limits the number of rafters allowed so as to preserve the natural beauty. You need to plan a year ahead, and go with one of the commercial outfitters who are authorized to make this trip. I choose one of the best, Canyon Explorations. Their ‘hikers special’ trip appealed to my desire to explore the many side canyons only accessible to rafters.

    To get there, we had to cross the Colorado River at one of the few bridges.

    Navajo Bridge 1928

    Looking upstream from Navajo Bridge. The Colorado River was a lovely shade of clear green.

    With our gear packed up in watertight bags, our six rafts were ready to launch.

    This is not intended as a guide to the river, and the pictures are not in order. My purpose is to simply give a feeling for the incredible sights and variety.

    I picked this time of year because the weather is cooler. In the summer, the canyon bottom swelters, often above 100°F. The weather was as expected, very pleasant temperatures. The humidity is extremely low, 10% or less being common, so everything, including your skin, dries out quickly . The water is always cold, as it comes out of the Glen Canyon Dam at about 52°F.

    We camped on sandy areas next to the river, sometimes putting up our tents, other times sleeping under the stars. Every day, we’d pull in to a riverside camping area, and the whole group would help unload the gear and food before choosing a place to sleep. The rafting staff provided us with delicious, healthy meals. The sun was our clock: to bed at dusk, up at first light (about 5am), breakfast, pack up and head on down the river.

    The rock layers are colorful, enormous and quite varied.

    Periodically we would stop and hike into side canyons, sometimes climbing very high above the river.

    Food was stored in these enclosures high above the river by local Indians.

    View from the Granaries looking down the Colorado River.

    We stopped to enjoy the warmer, colorful waters of the Little Colorado River

    Another pretty outdoor sleeping spot. It never rained during our trip, only spitting on us briefly once, so you could safely sleep outside without a tent. There were few bothersome bugs, although sometimes big red harvester ants would resent you camping on one of their trails. In that case, a tent would keep you clear of them.

    Local Indians chiseled petroglyph drawings into the rocks

    Stalactites made of salt

    Intrusive volcanic rock that cooled into black basalt rock. Each day, most of us waded into the river and rinsed off ourselves and our clothes. In the extremely low humidity, our clothes dried very quickly. You could do your laundry at night, hang it on the mesquite bushes, and it would be dry by morning.

    Amazing side canyons to hike in

    A Big Horn sheep

    On the way to Thunder Creek falls

    One of my favorite waterfalls anywhere…

    Deer Creek falls

    Just climb up and over this rock

    Sam, our trip leader, shows how to squeeze up through a small opening

    Scouting Lava Falls, difficulty 10 of 10

    LAVA FALLS FLIP from Mel Malinowski on Vimeo.

    Sam and Josh perform in the Grand Canyon from Mel Malinowski on Vimeo.

    Diamond Peak, as we near the end of the trip. And what a trip it was!

    It is simply impossible to convey how dramatic and unusual such a journey through the Grand Canyon is. It has to be seen to be believed. I hope this has given you at least a taste of the grandeur.

  • North Island New Zealand March 2018

    I have neglected the North Island in favor of hiking down on South Island, so now I’m embarking on 3 weeks touring North Island New Zealand by car.

    Flying in to Auckland from Queenstown

    I like the Kiwi attitude towards their natural environment.

    I love this old downtown Auckland park for its gigantic mature trees

    Donate spare clothing here

    Auckland is a very lush, green city with lots of parks like this one. Banana plants grow here, which seems a bit odd for a rather cool place, but it doesn’t freeze them out in winter.

    Lots of very big trees

    City and nature side by side

    Old traditional homes

    And across the street, modern ones

    New Zealand housing project?

    Looks pretty habitable to me. NZ takes care of its own.

    Now I head south a couple of hours drive. Rolling green hills, lots of sheep and cattle grazing.

    You’re seldom far from the ocean in NZ.

    Raglan, a surfing town

    Bridal Veil Falls, more than 500 feet high. Entrancing!

    The sun is about to rise over this cornfield, almost ready for harvest. Time to head a bit further south.

    Mount Taranaki, one of the many volcanoes in seismic New Zealand.

    Waiiti, a nice place to be a horse

    Exporting logs from New Plymouth

    New Plymouth, looking south

    Building mural, or graffiti?

    Four hours drive south now to Wellington, at the southern tip of the North Island

    A cable car from downtown to the Botanic Garden.

    The biggest Monterey Pines I’ve ever seen!

    The huge Museum of New Zealand is free every day.

    Old and new side by side

    Victoria University of Wellington

    One thing Wellington did is turn a pristine valley into a natural preserve, Zealandia.

    New Zealand has been separate from all other lands for more than 80 million years. It had no mammals other than bats, and as a result, with no mammal predators, species evolved in unique ways. Once humans found it, and began introducing non-native plants and animals, native species came under new pressures.

    Zealandia installed special fence around the whole perimeter that excludes all non-native animals. Without the predators, they are able to have a wild preserve for native life.

    Takahē, a very rare flightless bird

    Wellington Green gecko

    Poisonous honey? I did not think it possible!

    There is a special large area set aside for tuatara, one of the few survivors of its kind from the age of dinosaurs. It is not a lizard.

    Time to head north.

    I spent the night in a marvelous 110 year old home set among 400 acres

    The sheep keep the grass mown

    I was welcomed to harvest edible mushrooms from the lawn, which I sautéed for dinner.

    They have sheep and alpacas.

    On the way up to Rotorua, I stopped at a favorite hot stream, ‘The Secret Spot’ or ‘Hot and cold’, where a hot thermal stream merges with a cool stream. You can pick whatever temperature pleases you!!

    I then stopped at a popular hot stream I had missed last time, ‘Kerosene Creek’

    Kerosene Creek has several waterfalls. How good to feel natural 100°F water cascading down on your shoulders.

    I thoroughly enjoyed Kerosene Creek and hope to return.

    Time to head up to beautiful Northland (north of Auckland on the North Island).

    Whangerai Head, Northland, New Zealand

    My first hike is up Mount Mount Manaia.

    Spectacularly big trees line the pathway.

    How big, you ask? Here I give some perspective.

    Great views from high above the bay.

    What a good idea! I may promote it in Washington State.

    As the Kiwi is nocturnal and notoriously shy, I have not seen one in the wild, nor am likely to.

    On another walk, I head out to Smuggler’s Cove.

    Not Smuggler’s Cove. Too obvious, obviously.

     

    Pictures cannot convey how big the trees here are. Trust me, this is VERY big.

    Now, I head further north into an area I’ve never visited before, northern Northland.

    How will I get myself to leave this deck and explore? This area called Bay of Islands was settled during the whaling days, and nearby Russell is one of the oldest towns in New Zealand.

    This Morton Bay Fig tree was planted in 1870 in the whaling port of Russell. The Duke of Marlborough Hotel, 1827, is in the background.

    Russell has the first mild chocolate color beach I’ve seen

    The sand comes from these rocks

    A rescue dog

    The rescuer

    I’m at the Bay of Islands. Time for a sail on the sloop Kingfisher

    Steering the easy way. There are worse ways to spend a sunny afternoon

    A nice soft cushion of thick grass to relax in. And no poisonous critters to bite you there, in contrast to Australia.

    Time to head back to port.

    Now, next day, I head on north, to the northern tip of New Zealand, Cape Reinga.

    The Cape Reinga light. At this, the northernmost tip of New Zealand, the Tasman Sea meets the Pacific Ocean. Swell comes in from opposite directions, and crashed together, making for very turbulent seas. As the sun was setting out there, I could not photograph this dramatic effect.

    Heading on south on Highway 1, there was a small holdup as a herd of sheep crossed the highway. In New Zealand, sheep have the right of way, of course.

    In several places in Northland, I took short ferry rides across inlets instead of driving an hour around.

    The ferry rides cost from $9 to $14.

    This is prime farming country.

    I drove through a Kauri preserve. Kauri are an ancient conifer tree, but unlike in form any conifers I have seen else.

    In this painting, the Kauri tree on the right is the biggest living one in New Zealand, with a trunk diameter of 14 feet. Depicted on the left is one known to have still been alive in the 1800s, with a trunk diameter of 21 feet! It is hard to convey in pictures how massive these trees are.

    The largest Kauri, with a local man standing in front. You are no longer allowed to do this, as you may bring in a  virus that affects the roots of Kauri.

    This same tree today, 14′ diameter. It makes me think of the Home Tree in the movie “Avatar”. It is literally breath-taking to stand in front of this impossibly massive tree. It is estimated to be 2,000 to 3,000 years old.

    Logs cut from a smaller Kauri

    The bark is unusual. It flakes off as the tree grows, allowing it to shed parasitic plants.

    The Kauri museum has working full size mill equipment showing how these huge logs were processed.

    This machine cut multiple boards at once

    A ‘dragsaw’. Our family had one of these that we used to cut very large trees into splitable sections. Slow but effective.

    Kauri wood samples used in cabinetry

    These are ‘burl’ grain. Most of the tree is straight grain. Kauris were overharvested, but what remain are protected. As they grow very slowly, this is essential, or they would be wiped out.

    Driving on south to Piha, I stopped into a local hotel restaurant, and met this interesting group of horsemen (and women). They were in the middle of a weekend cow roping clinic, and as I have roped, they invited me to join them.

    As I won a silver buckle for being the best first year roper of 1996 at Rancho Viejo in California, I pay attention to buckles. The fellow on the left is Canadian, and was teaching the clinic. I noticed he was wearing a most impressive buckle, and I took a picture of it.

    As you can see, he was the national (USA) champion ‘header’ (the rider who ropes the horns of the running cows) in 2016. That buckle apparently is worth about $4,000 USD.

    Len is the real deal. I watched him instruct for two hours, and learned a few things I had missed.

    Another prize-winning roper

    And a pretty buckskin

    Getting back south not far from Auckland.

    I could watch the sheep graze from my apartment on a farm. My last night in New Zealand for this trip. I like New Zealand a lot, and plan to return next year to explore some more. It’s a big place. Each island is about 500 miles long. Three weeks touring North Island was a good overview, a good start.

    Time to head back to the USA.

    Which turned out to be the first truly nasty airline experience I have had in several million flight miles. You might find it interesting.

    I was scheduled to depart Auckland, New Zealand at 4pm on Air New Zealand, 13 hours and 40 minutes nonstop to Houston, Texas, then on to Newark, New Jersey, and train in to Manhattan.

    Arriving at the airport, I was told that the flight would be 4 ½ hours late, due to late arrival of the aircraft. Ugh. That turned out to not be true.

    I eventually dug out of Air New Zealand that the real cause was “unscheduled maintenance of the Rolls-Royce engines on the 787-9”. The delay was enough that I would miss my flight to Newark, what a mess!

    5 hours late, we were on board, and pulled out of the gate area, then stopped. An early winter storm was hammering the airport. The winds were so strong that runway lights got damaged. We had to stop and wait for them to be cleared, and the wind to ease enough for takeoff. The plane was rocking back and forth in the wind.

    After 2 1/2 hours waiting onboard, they served dinner. After 3 ½ hours, they announced that the weather had not improved enough to take off, so we must get off the plane and wait until the next day.

    Unfortunately, all the hotels in Auckland were full. So we were told we must just sleep at the gate, and wait till 1:30pm the next day. Double ugh.

    Now, 21 ½ hours later than scheduled, we are supposed to depart. I hope so! This was a most memorable experience, but not one you may wish to experience yourself.

  • New Zealand March 2018

    I have come to love New Zealand, and keep coming back. I just returned to do some sailplane gliding and hiking.

    Previous 12 trip reports for New Zealand

    As always, I began my visit by stopping to see my Kiwi family in Auckland. Here is a snippet of them from back in 2016:

     


    My Kiwi family lives in the Mount Eden neighborhood of Auckland. Nearby Mount Eden (an extinct volcano, one of several in volcanic NZ) beckons.

    New Zealand is a long way from just about everywhere except Australia.

    It’s not that far from Antarctica, however.

    I like to meet people on the trail. Here is a couple I met from Slovenia, Jana and Bronisław.

    Auckland has been here quite some time.

    A Chinese hiker who practices Falun Gong.


    Auckland has great parks. Albert Park, in the city center, is very old, and has amazing big trees.

    Albert Park is near the excellent Central Auckland library. But don’t drive there, as parking is very difficult and expensive. Better to take a city bus or walk.

    My Kiwi family suggested a one hour drive to Piha Beach over on the west coast near Auckland.

    A German ‘surfer girl’

    The water is cool here, so wet suits are ubiquitous.

    A yummy lunch at the Piha Cafe.

    Clever rock sculpures flanking a Piha driveway


    Driving back from Piha Beach, I was struck again by how lush and beautiful New Zealand is. In some ways, it reminds me of rural Washington State, where I spend my childhood, except the ocean is always close here.

    Time to drive south to Matamata to where I did my first soaring flights.


    GPS track of one short flight. Wavy line is doing banks back and forth for practice. Circle is a 360° loop to check for traffic.

    Matamata New Zealand winch glider launch from Mel Malinowski on Vimeo.

    Time to head further south to Queenstown, South Island, New Zealand:


    Queenstown Airport, New Zealand, set amid rugged mountains.

    Now, two hour drive to Omarama, where I will do my first ‘ridge’ soaring.


    Omarama

    I came to Omarama to experience one of the best ‘wave’ gliding sites in the world.

    Here I am with Duo Discus X, 65 foot wingspan. I’m wearing a parachute, required as precaution in case of glider failure.

    When you fly in waves, you can safely climb in lift up to 20,000 feet above mean sea level (AMSL). You can continue climbing, but there are risks if you do. You need to use supplemental oxygen above 10,000 feet AMSL. If your oxygen supply should fail above 20,000 feet, you would pass out (faint) after a limited time. That might not be enough time to descend, and you would crash.

    Front seat. Panel instruments from left to right: altimeter, air speed, variometer (tells you how fast you are climbing or sinking), digital variometer in middle, exterior temperature gauge, and radio.

    The control stick is in the middle, with a button on top for the forward machine guns (just kidding, activates the radio)

    Yellow handle releases the tow rope. Far right handle retracts the main landing wheel. Not shown here: the oxygen dispensing gizmo where you plug in your oxygen tube. It automatically adds in enough oxygen for the altitude you are at, which only flows in pulses as you breath.

    As this advanced glider costs around a quarter of a million US dollars, and the conditions here are great but have some risks, they don’t let you just show up and rent one without proving that you have substantial flight hours and experience in this kind of gliding and terrain. You have to have a lot more experience than I yet do to qualify.

    So I am spending this week going up with senior flight instructor Phillip Plane. Phil is great. He lets you fly the glider for as much of your flights as you are capable, and just steps in to demonstrate techniques, or to keep you from damaging the glider or making a fatal mistake or two.

    Our tow plan. It tows your glider up to where you can climb with lift, usually about 2,000 feet above the field ground level. Then you release, and off you go.

    A simplistic illustration I made of how ‘wave’ gliding works. Steady wind blowing over a mountain range rises, and then in the lee of the mountain becomes a set of waves like in a river. Climb your glider up to the wave, and you can climb and surf along it for hundreds of miles.

    Every morning begins with a weather briefing. This shows a prediction for 2pm. The parallel bands are the waves.


    Step outside, and you can see one of the wave fronts extending off into the distance. The visibility in New Zealand is extraordinary, and the clouds here are dramatic and beautiful.

    This is the track of our first flight, 190 miles, tow to 2,000 feet AGL, then climb in lift to just over 19,000 feet AMSL. Flight time: 3 hours.

    As you get up towards Mt. Cook, the views become spectacular. Taken from the cockpit with an iPhone 7 plus.

     

    Gliding in the Alps of South Island, New Zealand from Mel Malinowski on Vimeo.


    From the GlideOmarama website

    If you look closely you can see the Omarama airport. Look for the three white hangars together. The long grass strip is just this side of them. That is a classic New Zealand braided glacial river in the foreground.

    Ah, what a week of mountain gliding! Quite amazing. For my last day, I drove up to the Clay Cliffs and the base of Mount Cook.

    Onward 100 km. to Mount Cook

    Broad glaciated valley just below the Tasman glacier terminal moraine. Pretty much all of New Zealand was under glaciers. As a result, the soil depth is thin in the mountains.

    The Tasman glacier. The black area in front is glacial ice with exposed gravel on top.

    Mount Cook, 12,218 feet high. Also known as Aoraki. I flew 7,000 feet above this.

    Time to move on. Back to Auckland for 3 weeks of touring the North Island by car.

  • Bangkok, Thailand January 2018

    Judy and I came to love Thailand, and returned many times. During one stay in Bangkok, I began studying Chen Tai Chi with a club in Bangkok.

    Tai Chi is very good exercise, and also has a meditative component.

    Now I have come back to Thailand to practice. I’ve settled into a routine of early morning Tai Chi warmup and practice on the 40th floor roof deck (while it is cool), then a swim in the pool. Later in the day, exercise in the cooled gym area. Then walk out in the city, and have lunch. Sometimes get a therapeutic massage for about $12 for an hour. Come home in the afternoon and study Thai language and programming for the Mac OS a bit, then read iBooks or stream a movie. Later, go up on the roof deck and watch the sunset and all the city lights come out.

    These are views from the apartment I am staying in on the 36th floor of a modern 41 story building overlooking the Chao Phrya river. Tall buildings are sprouting up all over Bangkok, and the latest are more than 70 stories tall.

    The variety and quality of fruit in Thailand is amazing. It seems like there are 100 varieties of bananas, from tiny finger-sized on up. This is ‘rambutan’, a relative of lychee.

    One of my lunch favorites in the neighborhood, spicy Thai chicken salad and rice. At $3.26 USD, it sure beats having a Big Mac at a higher price. Later, I’ll show pictures of more of my Thai favorites.

    What I like to make at home: steamed cauliflower, broccoli, red and green peppers and carrot, with melted cheddar cheese on top. Yum!

    While up on the roof deck at night, I came upon some building residents who were having a Thai boxing lesson:

    Thai boxing practice from Mel Malinowski on Vimeo.

    Looks like good exercise! I had an interesting discussion with the instructor during a break. He instructs Thai special forces troops, and notes that they are taught to use whatever weapons they have as a first resort, as someone with a weapon has an advantage over someone with bare hands only.

    I commented that during my brief ‘Krav maga’ lessons, my instructor said he didn’t like to teach Krav Maga to 18 year old boys, as they were impetuous and too likely to show off and hurt someone. He (like my Tai Chi instructor) said it is always better to avoid the fight, as there is always risk of injury to yourself or others. Good advice.

    After showing a little Tai Chi to the father of the girl taking the lesson, he remarked that, based on how I moved and looked, he would have guessed that I was in my 50s. I appreciated the thought, and hope to do what it takes to stay fit and strong like my father was into his late 80s.

    It’s also nice to see someone staying fit and encouraging his daughter to do so. Here is a snippet of him practicing:

    Thai Boxing 2 from Mel Malinowski on Vimeo.

    One of the most popular attractions of Bangkok is the “Grand Palace”. We had avoided it as being just too mobbed with tourists, and too big (it sprawls out on a huge area). A Thai friend assured me it was well worth the effort, and took me there as my tour guide. It is free for Thai, and costs ‘farang’ (foreigners) about $15 USD admission.


    We approach the Grand Palace.

    It becomes clear that the Grand Palace is like the Louvre Museum: you could spend a week here, it has so much to see. I already plan to go back and spend more time looking at the incredible murals.


    One building is ringed by epic murals.


    I could have spent hours just looking in fascination at these murals.


    My guide, Pin, pouring symbolic water over her head at the nearby Temple of the Reclining Buddha.

    I went on a night dinner cruise on the river. Lovely, lots of fun. A woman who I would guess is in her mid-80s was dancing and dancing, so I went over and joined her. She may have been in better aerobic shape than me, and never stopped dancing. I’ll try to post a video later.

    The cruise left from River City, a high end antiques and art shopping mall that is like visiting a museum of quality art.

    A Thai friend went with me to meet her family in Surin, Isaan, in the northeastern section of Thailand near Laos and Cambodia.


    It is a rare airport where airport staff line up to welcome incoming passengers!

    Isaan is a large plateau area, and a major producer of rice for Thailand.

    Our first stop on the way in was at the big public food market in Rattanaburi.

    The variety is impressive, including vegetables I have not seen before.

    Hot peppers are essential to the many spicy dishes for which Isaan is well known. ‘Sticky rice’ comes from Isaan.

    Dragonfruit

    You can buy every part of a pig in the market. The heads have a special use I’ll go into later.

    Lots of tropical fruits grow here, including banana and coconut, and many flowers.

    A banana flower, precursor to a large bunch of bananas

    Papayas are a key ingredient in Som Tam Thai (spicy green papaya salad)

    In Thailand, elephants have the right of way. It has been so for a thousand years.

    My friend’s family, just missing one sister who lives in Florida, and her late father.

    My friend prepared a delightful meal for us of local specialties. It was quite spicy and delicious.

    The ingredients used to make betel nut chew, which has been popular in Asia for thousands of years.

    Grinding the ingredients together

    The family gathered for a traditional ceremony honoring and praying to their ancestors.


    Part of the offerings

    Praying to ancestors ceremony in Surin, Isaan, Northeastern Thailand from Mel Malinowski on Vimeo.

    Before departing, we stopped at a shrine near the local temple for more offerings and prayers.

     


    Spicy sausages Isaan style are popular in Bangkok.


    Crispy fried insect larvae are another Isaan specialty. I tried the butterfly pupae in the middle. Crunchy, not too spicy. Taste OK, though not my favorite Thai food.


    Buildings are getting taller and taller in Bangkok, upwards of 70 story ones are being build now.

    My next side trip was to Singapore. Americans are allowed to visit Thailand for 30 days without a visa. If you want to stay longer, the government openly allows you to leave Thailand for one day, and get another 30 days when you return. These are called ‘visa runs’. I had to do it, so I went to a nearby city I am fond of, Singapore.


    Orchard Road, a shopping area of Singapore, is very colorful at night.

    Singapore has a fabulous botanic garden, established more than 150 years ago.

    The National Orchid Garden within the botanic garden is amazing.

    I decided to try to make a jump in my ability to speak Thai, and began a month of part time study at a local language school. One Saturday, some of us went on an excursion to a big park in Bangkok across the river.

    We peddled many kilometers on bike paths through the park area.

    At the ‘Floating Market’

    Just lower your boat into the water, and you’re off.

    We stopped for drinks at the ‘Bangkok Tree House’ cafe.

    A Hong Kong Orchid tree

    Back in town at Benjasiri Park

    Two fellow students, one Chinese, one Indonesian, from my Thai language school, out on a field trip to the Floating Market.

    Siam Paragon shopping center is very stylish.

    The Thai love peppers.

    Dim sum in quantity

    Sticky rice in banana leaves

    Street food favorites brought home.

    On the Skytrain

    Heading to the Grand Palace via river shuttle boat

    At the Bangkok Flower Market

    Cherry tomatoes. At 40 cents (US) a pound, they were irresistable. So I bought a kilogram (2.2 pounds) of them for 30 Baht ($1 USD). Many tomato salads, and used them in cooked noodle soup.

    Chang is Thai for ‘elephant’. Chang brand beer is popular.


    Khao Soi Gai: Curry noodle soup with chicken. Northern Thailand specialty

    It’s coming up time to move on to New Zealand.

    Bangkok! It’s huge, a perpetual traffic jam, so it’s better to take the Skytrain. But at rush times the Skytrain is packed, so you must stand up the whole journey usually. I don’t like the level of smog, and may not spend too much time in town in the future, in favor of heading up country to Chiang Mai/Chiang Rai or down to Phuket. The street food cannot be beat. A Thai friend I took to Singapore loved the big open pretty streets, but dismissed the food courts as both more expensive than Bangkok and not as good. I agree. Street vendors are everywhere, crowding the sidewalks. The people are friendly and courteous. Bangkok is not a city of museums, really, but there are many beautiful Buddhist and Chinese temples, and the Grand Palace has amazing murals.

  • Myanmar (Burma) December 2017

    My next trip is a short excursion to Myanmar (Burma), to the northeast of Thailand. About the size of France, it has about 52 million people, mostly Buddhists.

    I will begin in Yangon (formerly Rangoon), and then spend Christmas week on the beach to the northwest on the Bay of Bengal. I am saving the northern reaches for another visit. Internet connectivity may be problematic. As I am in a country until recently ruled by its military (and perhaps still so to some degree) I will keep commentary to a minimum for now.

    Thanaka face ‘paint’ has been used in Burma for more than 2,000 years. It is ground from the bark of the Thanaka tree, and has many beneficial properties.

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    Yangon (Rangoon):

    There are many colonial era buildings, some needing a bit of renovation

    Elephants are important in the Burmese culture

    Then, on to Thandwe and Ngapali Beach (very popular in Myanmar), facing out on the Bay of Bengal:

    Despite many hotels, this 7 mile long beach never seemed crowded

    My morning coffee and breakfast spot

    A youngster from the UK gives this statue a kiss.

    Where I spent Christmas morning. One of my favorite places to hang out, outside the library.

    Vendors walk up and down the beach selling fruit and jewelry.

    Ah, banana pancakes…

    There must be a hundred excellent seafood restaurants along Ngapali Beach Road, where a barracuda fillet with rice costs about $3USD.

    From a sugar mill

    Fish drying in the sun

    I rented an ‘e-bike’ for $1.40 an hour