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3/17/14

A Chronicle of Running

Constant downpour and glum weather had frazzled me badly. I can't stress it enough - I _need_ to be outdoors to keep my spirits up and senses ticking, and that's exactly what I couldn't do in this weather. Fortunately, the sky grudgingly offered some sunshine over the weekend. And I did what I do best - go running outdoors. 

I ran along the riverside for the first time - it's a gorgeous stretch of parks, meadows and lush foliage on one side. The opposite side offers sweeping views of 新北市 and of mountains girding the city. Pumped up, I ran faster and longer than usual with a couple of stops in between and very proudly ended up with sore calves.

I am no great runner, but I can run much faster now than I did nine months ago when I left Singapore. And I made most of my progress in the past two to three months, thanks to the cold weather.

My first run in the post-employment itinerant phase was in Seoul. I participated in a free 10 km running event organized by Seoul Flyers. The location was a well paved riverfront along Han river. It was spring in full bloom, and the entire run was as smooth and calming as morning breeze. It took me an effortless forty five minutes, but later in the day my latent IT band injury resurfaced, and I limped badly for the next two days.

During the three weeks I spent in Laos, I went running just one day. It was different world, and I was more in awe of the place than usual. I spent some of the most intense, and some of the laziest days there. The day I went running in Nong Khiaow I had to constantly dodge vehicles on the road, and when I agreed to put up with that mild annoyance I was chased by a bunch of xenophobic canines. So much for a run.

Thailand was a big flop. I had a presentiment of it being banally touristy, and it came true. I recoiled in Bangkok, and spent time touring lavish malls of Sukhumvit and reading in spare time. Koh Samui was much nicer and it had the much needed space and nature. After weeks of torpidity, I swam in the choppy water and then ran on the beach barefoot. It was nothing less than a transporting experience, and it was one of the few memorable experiences I had in Thailand. This was Lamai beach, I tried running again at Bophut or BangRak beach, but it turned out to be too rocky to run. In spite of all the tawdry commercialization, the beaches in Thailand are heavenly!

Xiamen is a coastal city renowned for its university and its marathon. It's unlike any other city I have been to in China, and its neighborhoods resemble Taiwan more than China. It has a LOOONG stretch of beach that starts from 下大 which has been very efficiently decorated. The concrete pavement is meters away from the water, and sits on an elevated land. That's where I ran. And after a long time did I run for more than an hour. 

All these running drills were sporadic and non-incremental. Then came a phase of two months or more when I hardly ran. A big jump then came in November when I went to Nepal.

Nepal is the only place other than Laos where I spent days in a different state of mind. I spent a month in a mountain town nestled among giant hills. In this one month I tried my best to eradicate all randomness from my schedule, and took incremental steps for my fitness and career both. I used to go running early morning in the biting cold on a fixed path that ran along a scenic lake for a fixed distance. My run ended on top of a small hill that overlooked the lake, the town and a landing spot for para-gliders wafting gracefully in the air. On weekends, I used to hike up a mountain, trying to go as fast as possible. This was the month when my fitness went up a notch. I spent a long time working out, and I was totally enjoying the intensity of my lifestyle.

While I tick 'running 5k in less than 20 mins' off my list, I jot down new goals. I go running in a stadium nearby, and usually it stays as the highlight of the day. Currently my progress is highly incremental in nature, and I guess it will take a while before I hit another plateau. It just compounds the kick I get out of running including the little quanta of joy I feel while writing about it.

11/19/13

(Mis)adventures of Overnight Layovers in Airports

Hat Yai is a bad-ass city in southern Thailand where insurgence has militated against all the colorful touristy elements typical of Thailand. Even the airport has been bombed once. As soon as I arrived in the city, I made a beeline for the airport even though my flight was the next day. I snuggled in my newly found sweet spot and fell into a lovely sleep. I was woken up by a policeman with intimidating moustache. He couldn't speak English so he elegantly kicked me out of the airport which was empty now. After inquiring a little more affable lady who, fortunately, could also speak English, I came to know the airport had been closed. Like a restaurant. All my pleas to let me stay fell on deaf pointy ears of the inexorable policeman and his malicious aide. I decided to find a place just outside the airport but the pesky man in uniform balked at the idea. He began to call up a hotel to have me picked up. At this point I uttered with little forethought "No money!!". It was apparent that he understood my words. He mumbled something to his aide who then asked me to follow him. The policeman gave me a very warm smile. I was led to a small prayer room, with a stairway in the corner that led to a toilet downstairs. "Very nice place", he said. I thanked him. He locked me inside and said, "I will open it tomorrow morning. It is the rule." I thanked him again. 

Jinmen is a small, pretty much neglected island that belongs to Taiwan and is a thirty minute ferry ride from Xiamen in China. I spent one night here. I was annoyed to learn that even this airport closes at night. Like a restaurant. With unshakable bullheadedness I decided not to spend money on another expensive hotel. There were no cheap hotels around. In the evening I left for a stroll outside. The slowness and antiquity of the town was intoxicating. I came back at night; the airport was empty, and closed. Fortunately the entrance was open. I went to the security and said "我要去太北明天早上。我想在这里睡觉". The man in uniform said,"沒問題 (no problem)". Sweet! It is a lovely and strange feeling sleeping in such a huge enclosed area all alone.

I landed at Guangzhou airport at night, and I had a flight to catch the next morning. It was a biting winter. I was looking for a tea/coffee shop in the sprawling airport. A tiny man in formal black attire approached me and asked me in broken English where I was going. I showed him the ticket of the flight next morning. "You have to go out", he said constantly nudging me towards the exit. 
"Why?"
"Your flight tomorrow morning. Come tomorrow. Airport closed now."
"But there are people still sitting here inside."
"They have flight now."
A small argument ensued. I was outside the building out in the open now, arguing with him, being a little chary talking to someone in command. He called a shabby van and asked me to get in, "This will take you to a hotel. It's very cheap." Nasty bugger, I thought, he is just a broker. 
"I am going back in." I told him angrily. 
"You can't go back now. It's closed. Go to the hotel."
I tried a few doors operated by optical sensors. None of them worked. "Okay. So I will spend the night here in the open. I am NOT going anywhere. No hotel", I said to him dauntingly. He looked at me for a few seconds. Realizing I was having none of him, he said in a tone of dejection,"Ookayy, go to gate number five." I went to gate number five, and it magically opened. Boom!

I have never seen a city in Asia where real estate is as expensive as Hong Kong. That was one time when I bolted to the airport with a single-minded intent of saving money. And I have never seen an airport where so many people come to sleep overnight. The connection is simple. And the airport security doesn't seem to mind so many people dozing there. 

My overnight stopovers in other airports have been rather uneventful, just the way I wanted them to be. It's interesting how the repetitiveness of even a mundane activity brings forth interesting patterns. And you manage to save a few bucks in the meanwhile!


1/30/13

China trip #2

Occasion: One of my friends' wedding

Continuing my last post on China, here are a few more conclusions about China coupled with less bitter and more sweet experiences.

How this trip was different: It was hardly touristy. I went to a small town in a somewhat remote location. Insulated from the touristy hubbub, the town is ensconced in a valley of the Wuyi mountain range. Due to its secluded spot, it gets the luxury of cleaner air and water. I also did a few other things in a more 'Chinese' way.

The shady side: People trying to trick you into overpriced stuff. At Guangzhou airport, I was driven out of the airport by an intimidating man in uniform who kept insisting that I couldn't spend the whole night in the airport. It was only after he forced me to sit in a van which was ready to take me a a 'cheap' hotel that I realized he was nothing more than a broker. After firmly saying no, and telling him clearly I would rather spent the night outside the airport under the open sky than go to a hotel, he gave up and allowed me back into the airport. One of my friends whom I met at the wedding unfortunately fell for the nasty Shanghai 'tea scam'

What's not cheap in China: Public transport. Bus and train fares are fairly high. The trains are clean and well maintained, but the buses are just about as dirty and uncomfortable as in countries like Indonesia or India. But the fares are high! Food and accommodation are cheap.

NOT staying in a backpackers hostel: Hospitality of the hotel staff makes the stay pleasant. A backpackers hostel almost always comes with an added convenience of English speaking receptionists who will help you in everything from planning a trip to booking a ticket. For the first time I stayed in a hotel where English was as alien as the vanishing Bikya language. The staff could hardly speak any English but was super friendly and very willing to help me. I was smattering Mandarin, and the staff would soon resort to using an online translator whenever I gave up on my spotty knowledge of Mandarin. The most important thing to remember is such hostels have no signboard in English. You will find their English names while booking online through well known sites like hostelworld or agoda but in reality they are just literal translations of their Chinese names which occupy the outer walls or billboards of the city. Always note the Chinese name and the address of the place.

Chinese hospitality: I have oft repeated the welcoming and curious nature of Chinese people. During my sojourn in the small hill town, I was touched by the warmth, energy and willingness of people to ensure our well being. The way they treat guests and their endearing hospitality is yet another similarity to India.

Curiosity about India: It's kind of rare to find an Indian very interested in China's daily affairs and the culture. But it's not rare to find a Chinese person very interested about India. I met a guy who did punting on the Jiuqu Xi (Nine Bends river in Wuyi mountains). In spite of having a low income and limited access to media, he had seen a couple of Indian movies, knew about the latest gang-rape case in Delhi and had (rightly) formed a notion of India's lopsided outlook against women in society. In Guangzhou, I met a girl who read a lot about Indian culture, knew about Gandhi and had even tried vegetarianism for a while (she had to give it up as it was something very hard for her). Another lady in Guangzhou asked me why Indian men just explode after a certain age and why I was so thin and not fat (I told her I ran regularly). On my way to Nanchang, I met a soldier who worked in the PLA. He and my friend (who had no knowledge of Mandarin) kept conversing with the help of on-the-run translation using smartphones. After my friend went to bed, the guy came to me, handed me his second smartphone as I didn't have one, and started a mute conversation with me. He was a soldier in a communist army. But he answered yes when I asked him "Should democracy be introduced in China?". We reached Nanchang at about midnight. He made sure that we went to our respective destinations safely; he bargained for us, saw us off and gave each of us his as well as police's contact before departing. 

Site specific tips/trivia:
Bamboo rafting at Wuyishan: A must do. Winter is probably not the best time to do it, but the surroundings are just beautiful. I did it in Jan when the temperature was almost zero, and by the end of the trip my jaw had gone numb. Nevertheless it was all worth it! I didn't get a chance to hike but the place has got some amazing mountains and hiking trails.
Guangzhou: It's a massive urban jungle that sits pompously beside other urban behemoths Shenzhen and Hong Kong. There is not much to do in this city and it's similar to Singapore in more ways than one. After Beijing and Shanghai, it is the third largest city in China, but it has mingled with Shenzhen and formed a massive mega-city. Like in Shanghai, most (young) people can speak English and the city is equipped with an efficient metro system. For reasons I could not fathom, the city is even more expensive than Shanghai, which in turn is more expensive than Beijing. Canton Tower is quite a sight during nighttime! But you have to dip in your savings to go up the tower.

Speaking Mandarin: Before I conclude, I want to share the amazing feeling of empowerment you get when in an alien land, you converse in an alien language and get by :)
I flagged down a cab, negotiated and went to the airport without using any sign language. I swapped seats in the train with another guy to sit with my friend. I had numerous very small chit-chats with people in and around the airports in Nanchang and Guangzhou. All in mandarin. And that's an amazing feeling!

11/14/12

Books on (South East) Asia

Here's a little about some of the books on Asia that I have read -

[26th Jun 2015]:
Into Thin Air: An account of the 1996 Everest disaster. The last hundred pages or so will haunt you for a long time. It also gives a glimpse of how the commercialization of climbing Everest has led to a deterioration of what was once a pristine place and a compromise on safety protocols.

[Edit: 12th Apr 2015]
Krakatoa: The Day The World Exploded: An account of the volcanic eruption of Krakatoa that remains unparalleled in its wrath and magnitude. It has a slow and dull beginning but it turns a gripping read soon.

[Edit: 02nd Jan 2013]
Out of Mao's Shadow: Another brilliant work that brings to the forefront stories of people rising against the authoritative and often corrupt Chinese ruling machinery. Just like 'Nothing To Envy', it is a great work of investigative journalism.

[Edit: 17th Dec 2012]
Wild Swans: One of the BEST BOOKS I have ever read, and definitely one of the best on China. There are few books I have enjoyed reading as much as this.

[Edit: 30th Nov 12]
Norwegian Wood: A dull start but then it starts growing on you as the story develops. But I guess it's the case with every decent book. The book had some shocking and surprising moments, and I find it hard to explain. If you have seen Chungking Express, let me tell you this book is very similar to that movie, only darker and sadder. Luckily the ending was a bit optimistic.

Off the Rails in Phnom Penh: One helluva book. This books does a skillful job of profiling Cambodia. The chaos, lawlessness and pathos of people have been aptly represented in this book.

First They Killed My Father: A poignant first hand account of a Pol Pot regime's victim.

Only 13: This is apparently a bestseller in Thailand. I find it really hard to form an opinion about this book. There were some sections which were gripping, and a lot more sections which sounded foolish and totally unwanted. The writing is kind of poor, and I finished this book half heartedly in a long time.

The Cambridge History of South East Asia: I so wanted to read about ancient history of South East Asia, and after spending some amount of time and a good amount of cash bought this book. There's no question about the authenticity and validity of the content of this book, but it's just too scholarly and boring. It discusses topics like society, administrative architecture, economic condition et al in excruciatingly detailed manner.

Little Princes: This is an epic story of a guy who saved children in Nepal from the ring of trafficking. In the first fifty pages the author just twaddles about his experiences volunteering in Nepal  But later it becomes really engrossing and you realize how this book received five stars on amazon. 

Oracle Bones: An excellent piece of work by Peter Hessler describing contemporary China! No other country intrigues and interests me like China and my recent trip to China further fueled my love for this country.

River Town: A poignant, and often funny, account of a wàiguórén's two years teaching English in China. Peter Hessler again.

Nothing To Envy: It highlights stories of six people who defected from North Korea. Poignant, touching and often dark, it is a must read!

Other book(s) worth a mention: 
Memoirs of a Geisha: Read this book a long time ago when I was in college. Really good fiction that ends with a tinge of nostalgia.

South East Asia (and Asia in general) is an exotic (and cheap!) destination, and has got some really good literature and cinema. I will keep updating this section as I finish more books.

9/16/12

Backpacking in China

I recently made a seventeen days long trip to China. Needless to say it was an adventure of a lifetime. I am writing this blog because before the trip I was daunted by the responses of most of my friends about the discomposing nature of the country. Barring Beijing and Shanghai, hardly anyone can understand English anywhere. China, in more ways than one, truly is an insulated shell which has come up with its own version of almost everything that's a part of globalization, with its own set of regulations and monitoring. Mandarin is relatively harder than other languages and the Chinese characters are very difficult to even copy. And my being a vegetarian made it even harder for me to travel without starving.

It is true that managing on your own in such an alien place will kick your butt out of your comfort zone real hard. But in terms of difficulty the trip was not at all as it was cracked up to be. Once you equip yourself with some basic tools and a certain way of doing things it becomes really easy getting anywhere and doing anything in China. The people are very friendly and talkative. And just like Indians, they are loud and can often get rowdy too, especially while not standing in queues and while driving like Schumacher. Just like us Indians are really curious about China, Chinese are very curious about India too. And China has stunning, gorgeous landscapes and some of the most exotic and beautiful places on earth.
One of the numerous waterfalls in Jiuzhaigou

Safety: While some of my friends told me China is not at all a safe place, especially at night, I felt that it pretty much harmless for foreigners. You might be duped by some beverage scam, taken to an overpriced art shop by over-friendly chicks or get your pocket picked, but there is no grave danger for tourists in most places. Probably the touristic places are safer, or, as told by one of my friends, the bad elements find it a bit risky dealing with foreigners. Westerners will find traffic and the crowd quite overwhelming and driving very risky and careless, but I found this chaos very familiar and known. Yet another similarity to India.

Insularity: Information is limited. You can't use Facebook or twitter or Google or Skype. Well, people can open Facebook using VPN, and you can access Google HK but everything is monitored and filtered. But it doesn't end here with Chinese missing out on the most prevalent form of internet usage. What's surprising and commendable is that China has its own version of almost everything. They have got Weibo for Twitter, Baidu for Google and qq for skype. Most people have their email accounts on qq (which is in all_digits@qq.com format) or 126.com. And all these tools are as competitive. I heard that qq has got some really cool features. Baidu is actually a good tool for getting a Chinese character for any English word. All bad news are stamped down whereas good news are over-hyped and sensationalized. Facts are either suppressed or garbled before they are broadcast. I met a girl in Huangshan who told us that some tourists have died while trying to trek some really inaccessible places. The vertical cliffs there with sharp drops leave little scope for leveraging your hungry-for-adventure urges. But nothing goes out. Movies are often banned (The Blue Kite is a good example, not to mention a brilliant movie) and media is often suppressed. In spite of all this, lots of movies, books and first hand accounts of people have made it to international recognition hence people know how it's like in China. Peter Hessler's books on China are a good gauge of daily life in China. Some good movies that I like are To Live (Huozhe), Farewell My Concubine, Raise the Red Laltern, The Blue Kite and The Road Home.

India vs China
This is perhaps the most common question I encountered both in India as well as China. China has gone way ahead of India in terms of infrastructure and growth. The cities are huge, roads are well built, and big cities are mottled with malls, showrooms and essentially tall buildings. I have heard that most of these apartments are empty and unoccupied due to inability of people to buy them. This might probably be true, but it doesn't mean most people there eke out a living sticking to minimal means. People are well off, and signs of prosperity are apparent. Young people are groovy and girls have a good dressing sense. And the best part is in spite of this there is an underlying element of simplicity in people. They don't flaunt wealth as brazenly as other countries that I have visited. Of course Shanghai is a big exception. You take a walk to a place behind the facades of a city and it's the same old story. People in general are talkative, friendly and curious. Streets are dirty but not as much as India. Accommodation is cheap, and food is very cheap. Public toilets are almost always unusable. Public transport is just buses (and metros in big cities). They have an obsession with announcement systems. All buses are fitted with loudspeakers into which some lady will shout out something mercilessly before every stop. There is no counterpart of tempos that we have in India. Signs of seedy places can occasionally be seen. People are really fond of singing, karaoke and smoking. You can spot a group of old ladies dancing to hip hop music in parks in morning or evening. People's park in Chengdu is full of such activities. Certain sights are uncommon and amusing. Like in Chengdu I saw all employees of a restaurant dancing together in uniform just outside the place where they worked. People are not very happy with their government but don't express it very openly. What stinks is people peeing on the roadside and incessant spitting. While both these things happen in India too, the spitting thing gets really cruddy in China. And people are really curious about India too. China has gone way ahead of India in many terms but India is still seen as a rival by most Chinese people. The ubiquitous 'IT' brand of India is known to Chinese too, but they don't use it in disparaging manner as most people do. Another thing good about this country is the state of women. They are safe. They work in all professions, dress freely and are not raped for doing so. Raping for a cause is a birthright of Indian guys only.

Food
I will talk only about vegetarian food. I will comment about food in each place I went to. In Chengdu the youth hostel I stayed in had a vegetarian menu with wide range of items. There at the reception I requested one guy to write in Chinese for me ' I am a vegetarian, I don't eat meat'. That must have been the most important piece of paper I held in my hand throughout my trip in China! I would show it in any food shop I stepped in and someone would then point out to me the veg items they had. At one place in Jiuzhaigou, a lady sent her little daughter to get some toufu for me as she had nothing veg - but she didn't say no to me and drive me out. I had tons of toufu with rice that night. There is also a place just outside the gate of national park which sells potato puffs. Grilled potatoes are a common sight in Sichuan but I didn't find them very tasty. In Sichuan one should also try the local spicy noodles. Veg options are available. In Beijing, the problem is cheap places don't have menus in English so it's difficult to try them out. But being a capital it has all global food chains like Thai Express, Starbucks, Subway and so on. In Shanghai I found a buddhist vegetarian restaurant and an Indian place too so getting veg food was not an issue there. In Tunxi, there was a brilliant place bang opposite my hostel that had some really tasty veg options. At another place the guy agreed to replace meat with vegetables while preparing some sort of pancake for me. Hangzhou had two Indian restaurants within walking distance so I didn't even try Chinese food there. What's important is to know how to use chopsticks! And Chinese food in general is very oily.

Seeking help: If you want to ask someone for help, look for someone young. Old people are not so open and comfortable talking to foreigners. Plus I rarely found them speaking or understanding English. As I have stated this before too, almost everyone is really helpful and some people will even go out of their way to help you. At Beijing domestic airport a lady asked me to come with her to the subway. The person sitting beside her had agreed to give her a free ride to nearest subway from the airport and then I jumped in too. She figured out everything for me, bought me tickets and refused to accept money as it was just a small amount.

Language: You can just about manage visiting well known places and getting to youth hostels without knowing any Chinese. But in the event of any miscalculation or unexpected occurrence, let me tell you, you will be in deep deep trouble if you can't speak Chinese. If you learn to speak a few sentences life will become a lot easier for you. Learning greetings and introductions won't help much. I met a couple from America/Canada who had been living in China for over a year. They could speak only basic phrases, and the guy taught me some phrases most important and most frequently used in daily life. Here's a summary of what I deemed most important from my own as well as others' experiences - you should be able to introduce yourself, ask name of the other person, ask where the toilet is, how much does something cost, able to count in Chinese, ask for directions, give directions (if you are sitting in a cab, don't know the name of the place but know how to get there - trust me such a situation will come across), compliment, say 'it's expensive' in Chinese, name a few dishes, ask for a bottle of water, say no/don't want etc, ask 'Can you speak English/Chinese/any other language', ask whether a place is near or far and most importantly remember the name and street of the place you are staying at so in case everything fails you can take a cab back home. If you can count in Chinese, you can tell time, no of days, days of week and name of months too. Also Chinese have hand gestures for one to ten, that's also very useful. I could very easily go anywhere with the above skill-set AND Chinese address of the place I was going to (esp when that place wasn't very famous).

Traveling: Now matter how you travel, you can get any ticket at the reception of your youth hostel (with a very small service fee). There are offices dedicated to selling tickets but the personnel there can only speak Chinese so you can't ask them a lot of questions. There's only one instance when I bought a ticket from outside the hostel. Talking about the quality of transport the public buses are slightly dirty and not so comfortable but from what I heard from fellow travelers, the trains are decent. I tried the super-fast train from Beijing to Shanghai and that was four hours of pure awesomeness. It's top speed is 303 kmph, seats are comfortable, announcement is in English and Chinese, and it's very well kept. In big cities like Chengdu, Beijing, Shanghai, Hangzhou you don't have to haggle for the price with the cab driver. If you get the right cab, it will come with a meter. But I found it really really difficult to get a cab in Chengdu. It's easy in other places. It's better to buy train tickets a few days beforehand as they get sold very soon. Just because I couldn't get a train ticket to Xian I had to skip the place and fly directly to Beijing.

Site specific tips:
Western side of Huangshan
Huangshan: People visiting this place have two choices to stay at - Tunxi (the touristy hotspot) which is about 100 kms from Huangshan mountain base, and Tangkou which is situated very near to the mountains. Most people spend at least one night in the mountains. We didn't do that as the weather was bad, and when we reached Tangkou at about 7pm, it was totally dead. There was no vehicle running to take us to Tunxi. In the end the bus driver called us a cab who took us to Tunxi. So if you stay at Tunxi, plan to descend as early as possible. Laojie (Old Street) in Tunxi is very beautiful and looks very ancient. Another thing - Huangshan has two entrances - East and West. West entrance is longer, harder but more beautiful. East entrance is shorter but crappy. Most people take East entrance due to ease of climbing. So it's heavily crowded with tons of people plodding through a not-so-beautiful landscape. I did the same thing and I regretted it. West part is stunning! Even if it takes longer from there, you don't have to fight the crowd and the views are breath-taking. It is totally worth it.

Walking along Xi Hu
Chengdu: It's a good city and a good hopping point to other places, but there's nothing spectacular to see here except for pandas. And I found it very very hard to get cabs in the city. So try to rely on public transport as much as you can. The upcoming subway there should make things easier. Food is quite spicy and tasty!

Hangzhou: The well known West Lake (Xi Hu) is beautiful indeed, but over-hyped. It is a nice lake with good views, paved walkways decorated with willows lined along, small ponds and green lawns. But it certainly is not heaven on earth as the sites and books claim. The city in itself is quite nice. It boasts of being the happiest city in China, is well developed particularly near the West Lake and is well connected to Shanghai (via superfast train) and Tunxi. Xi Hu is the biggest attraction of this city with other venues (like silk market) nothing more than incidental contrivances to attract the incoming tourists.