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Mark and Jim start their Chinese holiday

Mark and Jim start their Chinese holiday

From Bangkok it was a couple hours north on Air Asia to Kunming, capital of China’s Yunnan Province. (As a quick aside, we love Air Asia, a relatively new discount airline that, for the price, has been great.) This is the start of a three-week exploration of Yunnan Province in the southwest of china. And so far it’s great even beyond the fact that – except for a brief week in New Caledonia – this is the first time since September we’re finally in a place where they drive on the right side of the road. It’s actually a little disconcerting; I’d genuinely gotten used to the left-side stuff.

At any rate Kunming, a city of some 6.5 million people, is known as the City of Eternal Spring. And while we only spent a couple days there, it certainly lived up to that reputation during. After months across the South Pacific, Australia, Bali, and Bangkok, we’ve had plenty of hot weather. Kunming? Daytime highs in the mid-sixties, just about perfect for touring. And nighttime temperatures in the mid-forties, just about perfect for sleeping. Oh, and the cherry blossoms are just starting, adding a nice little touch of beauty. Amusingly we’re going to be in Japan in April, supposedly for their cherry blossom season, so we should be getting lots and lots of pretty pink flowers over the next several weeks.

Just a quick glimpse of the many cherry blossoms we expect to see over the coming weeks

Just a quick glimpse of the many cherry blossoms we expect to see over the coming weeks

With three days of our three weeks under our belts we’re already experiencing much of what we love about China and much of what makes travel in China challenging. In that sense this relatively brief pass through Yunnan might be perfect; just enough to experience what we love and out before the rest of it drives us too crazy.

What’s the love part? Part of it is just the feel of true adventure; this is what I dreamed being a permanent nomad would allow, a part of the world not many Westerners get to. Beyond that, it’s just so nice to fly into a city and have a gleaming new airport where the immigration process is easy and the bag collection is quick. And transportation can be a delight in China; in this case the drive into town on a big, fast, comfortable freeway is nothing like the pot-holed congestion of Boston or New York. The food in China is often just out of this world (more on that below) and stunningly inexpensive, and the architecture – where they haven’t torn down the old stuff – can be great.

A cool Chinese temple

A cool Chinese temple

The stuff we don’t love so much? There are real challenges traveling in China. Even in a big city like this, the provincial capital and regional hub, there’s really not much English spoken. When we checked into our cute boutique hotel the sweet young woman barely spoke any English at all. She was trying, but it was hard to communicate. And that’s at a hotel that presumably caters to tourists. In restaurants and bars it can be much worse. One day for lunch, when we were on a day trip out of Kunming, our driver took us to a restaurant that basically had fresh ingredients out and presumably we were supposed to tell them what we wanted and how we wanted it cooked. Not easy to do. Fortunately they found a menu with pictures and that worked, but it’s always a challenge. With that said, Mark has been studying Chinese again and it’s been a godsend on occasion.

Mark and his new doggie friend are both off their leashes

Mark and his new doggie friend are both off their leashes

And on the subject of pets, every morning our hotel would put out a couple of birdcages for the day, including these two cuties

And on the subject of pets, every morning our hotel would put out a couple of birdcages for the day, including these two cuties

Other drawbacks? Because the Chinese government blocks Google (and lots of other sites) we need a VPN connection that essentially bypasses local servers and heads straight to Singapore or San Francisco to get access to Google Maps. As we live and die on Google Maps, it’s a real inconvenience when the Internet in general and then the VPN connection can be more than a little flakey.

Smoking, everywhere, is an annoyance. Not just out and about, but regularly in restaurants. And oddly it’s hard to get tea in a restaurant. Really. In China. Usually they bring you a pot of hot water, and that’s it. Don’t they know there’s supposed to be unlimited tea in China?

The noise; Chinese don’t have the concept of “inside voice,” and outside it can be even worse. It’s not just voices; there’s obviously no prohibition on the amount of noise a business can make because often – a mobile phone store, McDonald’s, anything – will just be blasting music or announcements or whatever outside their shop.

And the hacking and spitting. It is obviously not considered rude to hack up phlegm, apparently from the soles of your feet, and spit out whatever comes up. Disgusting to us, but not something that’s an issue here.

With all that said, we still love traveling in China. Kunming, for instance, is beautiful. It’s a huge, sprawling city and we’ve only seen a tiny fraction of it, but where we’re staying in the old city it’s beautiful. Our hotel is one of those historic old Chinese buildings and there’s a bunch more like it. While you don’t find parks dotted around everywhere as in Paris, for instance, the parks they have can be beautiful, attracting fun crowds on weekends in particular.

One of the thing that surprises me here in Kunming, even though we’ve seen it before across China, is how comparatively wealthy people are. Economists have been predicting a Chinese crash for years – decades, probably – but so far the boom is still on. When I think that in my lifetime, during both the Great Leap Forward and the Cultural Revolution, literally millions of Chinese starved to death, today’s wealth seems inconceivable. And yet much of this place looks like just a slightly exotic middle class community. Our tiny little piece of Kunming, in the middle of the Old Town, is just a beautiful little slice of old China blended with modern luxury.

We're having great food so far

We’re having great food so far

Yes, that's duck in the foreground and yes, that's his head on the platter

Yes, that’s duck in the foreground and yes, that’s his head on the platter

A real highlight of traveling in China is the food. It can be difficult to communicate what we want, and to find restaurants where the menu is more than just Chinese symbols and a price, but when it works it can be absolutely great. On our first day here, for instance, we got into the city after noon, so we had to hurry to check in and find a place to eat before the restaurants closed for the afternoon. We ended up at an utterly uninteresting-looking place on the second floor of a small mall nearby. It had pictures, they were still open after others had already closed, so we sat down. The food was just amazing – tasty, fresh, fiery (why does the noun “fire” become the adjective “fiery”? Why does that “r” let the “e” just jump in front of it?), garlicky, gingery. Everything has a bunch of peppers, including often the Sichuan peppers that leave your tongue and lips almost paralyzed for a few seconds. Great stuff. And pretty much every meal so far has been amazing, with flavors and textures that are just utterly new.

There is this weird thing with tea, though. You’d think it would be easy to get in China; you know, the whole “all the tea in China” thing, right? And yet when we go into a restaurant overwhelmingly they bring us what looks to be a teapot, but it’s just hot water. And when Mark asks for tea, in his functional though obviously basic Mandarin, they point at the hot water. That’s not tea! It’s just strange how hard it is to get tea in China. And, just for the record, and despite all the American stereotypes of the Chinese laundry industry, we rarely find anyplace to do laundry except the hotel sink.

Yunnan's Stone Forest

Yunnan’s Stone Forest

In addition to hanging out in Kunming, we took a day trip down to the UNESCO-cited Stone Forest about 70-miles due south of here. It’s a big area where limestone karsts have formed and you just walk around marveling at the many shapes and the weird things nature can do. And, if you’re a Westerner, you notice while Chinese surreptitiously point their cameras at you or, more directly, ask if they can have their picture taken with you. We were the only people like us with the whole funny eye thing going on that we saw, so we had a bunch of pictures taken with the locals. Oh, and Mark used the opportunity with our driver, who spoke very little English, to get the best Chinese lessons he’s ever had. Definitely a fun day.

OK, that’s enough; I’ll run out of things to say for the next few weeks in China. But here are a few pictures. OK, a lot of pictures. We thought the place was beautiful.

Kunming, The City of Eternal Spring

Kunming, The City of Eternal Spring

The entrance to our hotel in an historic Chinese building. It's on a pedestrian mall, so our taxi driver dropped us a couple blocks away and indicated it was in that direction. Given the lack of signs, it was not easy to find.

The entrance to our hotel in an historic Chinese building. It’s on a pedestrian mall, so our taxi driver dropped us a couple blocks away and indicated it was in that direction. Given the lack of signs, it was not easy to find.

Once we got in, though, we loved it with the classic Chinese courtyard and all

Once we got in, though, we loved it with the classic Chinese courtyard and all

The library in our hotel, where I spent a few relaxing hours reading and writing

The library in our hotel, where I spent a few relaxing hours reading and writing

Shops in the old town, where we were staying, were often beautiful

Shops in the old town, where we were staying, were often beautiful

We love this bean dish and get it, or something like it, whenever we can

We love this bean dish and get it, or something like it, whenever we can

And more good food

And more good food

We found a nice looking bar near our hotel that was always pretty much empty except for us, notwithstanding the fact that there were a half-dozen or more people working there. We loved the big spherical ice cubes and the fact that a good-sized glass of Johnny Walker Black was $5.

We found a nice looking bar near our hotel that was always pretty much empty except for us, notwithstanding the fact that there were a half dozen or more people working there. We loved the big spherical ice cubes and the fact that a good-sized glass of Johnny Walker Black was $5.

At the entrance to that cool bar was a fish tank full of jellyfish. Seriously, those are live jellyfish Mark is posing with.

At the entrance to that cool bar was a fish tank full of jellyfish. Seriously, those are live jellyfish Mark is posing with.

The UNESCO-recognized Stone Forest was a great day trip from Kunming

The UNESCO-recognized Stone Forest was a great day trip from Kunming

Lots of pictures from the Stone Forest

Lots of pictures from the Stone Forest

I love the goldfish you can see here

I love the goldfish you can see here

While lots of the Stone Forest was crowded with tourists, we also hiked through some relatively isolated, narrow spaces

While lots of the Stone Forest was crowded with tourists, we also hiked through some relatively isolated, narrow spaces

You can see in the background a viewing tower where some of the pictures were taken

You can see in the background a viewing tower where some of the pictures were taken

More cool hiking

More cool hiking

I was there, too

I was there, too

Maybe too many pictures?

Maybe too many pictures?

Cool shapes and stuff

Cool shapes and stuff

Limetone karsts AND cherry blossoms

Limetone karsts AND cherry blossoms

Here we are, inside the Stone Forest, and there's a place where vendors are set up. Fair enough. This woman, though, has a loudspeaker and is just blasting out a pitch to buy her stuff. So annoying ... and so Chinese.

Here we are, inside the Stone Forest, and there’s a place where vendors are set up. Fair enough. This woman, though, has a loudspeaker and is just blasting out a pitch to buy her stuff. So annoying … and so Chinese.

Including another classical Chinese entertainment, using a huge brush to write with water on the sidewalk. It's surprisingly beautiful.

Including another classical Chinese entertainment, using a huge brush to write with water on the sidewalk. It’s surprisingly beautiful.

And you can always count on finding old guys playing games in a park, with crowds watching

And you can always count on finding old guys playing games in a park, with crowds watching

Another shot of spring in Kunming

Another shot of spring in Kunming

Jim & cherry blossoms

Jim & cherry blossoms

Here's one of several locals who wanted pictures with us

Here’s one of several locals who wanted pictures with us

And I saved the best for last

And I saved the best for last

Mark at the Wine Connection, one of the mall-based restaurants before we discovered a far more interesting neighborhood

Mark at the Wine Connection, one of the mall-based restaurants before we discovered a far more interesting neighborhood

Bangkok, Thailand. Hot, steamy, poor, noisy, crowded – and the first time in almost six months we’ve been north of the equator!

A funny thing happened on our stay in Bangkok: we kind of fell in love with the city. Or, if not love, at least genuine like. Completely unexpected. This was our 8th pass through the Southeast Asian hub since we started this adventure in 2013 and it was purely a functional stop: we need a visa for China and this was the best place to get it. After all, you don’t come to Bangkok for the eighth time in four years because it’s such a beautiful city or to see the museums or whatever. You come here because it’s a hub and you need something.

Except we kind of liked it, once we changed hotels. We’ve typically stayed in or near Sukhumvit, an upscale part of Bangkok right on a SkyTrain route. It’s where all the flashy malls and most of the fancy hotels are but unless you’re in the market for Gucci or Bvlgari (we’re not) there’s just not much else here. And to make matters worse, with one notable exception there are just no good, normal Thai restaurants around. You can eat at expensive hotel restaurants or in the malls and – like all of Bangkok – there’s tons of street food. But a nearly total lack of normal, decent restaurants scattered around. The one exception is an isolated little restaurant with great Thai food; the only downside was the absurd name, Tummy Yummy. Try to convince someone that’s the place to meet for lunch.

And yes, we did meet a friend for lunch at Tummy Yummy. Just after we got to Bangkok Mark saw on Facebook that Lin Liu, an old graduate school classmate, was on her way for her US AID work. So we made lunch plans and caught up on the last 28 years or so.

And yes, we did meet a friend for lunch at Tummy Yummy. Just after we got to Bangkok Mark saw on Facebook that Lin Liu, an old graduate school classmate, was on her way for her US AID work. So we made lunch plans and caught up on the last 28 years or so.

We started in a beautiful hotel in the usual area where they upgraded us to a great suite (we love Starwood) with just one little problem: we’d mistakenly reserved a smoking room. Presumably they only had smoking rooms available when we made the reservation and we just didn’t notice. I mean, who even has smoking rooms anymore? No problem, though, we just went back to the lobby and told them we needed a new room. Alas, there were no non-smoking rooms available. None. Nothing. The room itself wasn’t that bad, but every time you had to go through the hallway to or from the room the smell was just awful. We hated it.

We’d only reserved three nights, not sure what we’d find when we tried getting the China visa, so as soon as we could we got the hell out. The application process at the China embassy was smooth, it appeared that after a few days our visa would be approved, so when the initial three nights we’d reserved were over we moved to another Starwood property (with another great suite; did I mention we love Starwood?). Just over a mile away, but a world apart. Still crowded and hot with terrible traffic, but while the first hotel was in that flashy mall region, the Méridien was in a more normal area. All of a sudden we had access to seemingly dozens of great little restaurants and interesting street life. It just made a total difference.

Great Thai food at Ruen Urai, almost immediately adjacent to our second hotel

Great Thai food at Ruen Urai, almost immediately adjacent to our second hotel

And perfect Perfect Manhattans at Eat Me, another unusually named restaurant

And perfect Perfect Manhattans at Eat Me, another unusually named restaurant

The strange part is that the Silom area that we moved to is also home to Bangkok’s notorious sex industry. Whole blocks dedicated to strippers and “massage” offers, with some streets for gay sex tourists and others for straight sex tourists. Somehow it didn’t seem as seedy or icky as I might have expected and actually just made for a colorful atmosphere. Lots and lots and lots of touts on the street all day and night offering anything you might imagine – and, I presume, plenty that I’m just as happy not to imagine – but if you weren’t interested they were quick to move to a more tempting target.

An amused Mark at the entrance to part of Bangkok's red light area

An amused Mark at the entrance to part of Bangkok’s red light area

And interspersed with all that were some really good restaurants. Le Bouchon, a Lyonaise restaurant run by an old French guy with great French food, was tucked in between stripper bars. A great new Lebanese/Indian restaurant just around the corner from all that action. From our hotel we’d walk the length of one of the major sex streets past such enticing establishments as Super Pussy and Screw Boy to get to Vesper, a great restaurant and bar where we made new friends. (They were from New York and while the four of us were trashing our President we added new friends who wanted in on the conversation to trash him, too. Amusingly, our new friend Keith was staying at the Méridien as well and had just finished Hillbilly Elegy, a new memoir that’s all the buzz explaining the plight of the author’s white, working class roots, so he left it for us before heading off on his continuing journey to Vietnam. New friends and a book!)

And somehow it all worked. You’d think that we’d have learned before this that the real estate mantra – location, location, location – was just as important in Bangkok as it is anywhere else. This massive city of 8 million people, with horrible traffic, terrible heat, and too much grit and dirt, became somehow lovable. After days in Sukhumvit and just boring food choices, we found ourselves with too many great dinner options. And still a great place to get chores done. Got our semi-annual teeth cleaning for the third time in Bangkok. Replaced old and nasty shoes. Filled up on toiletry supplies before heading on to China. And of course the big one, we succeeded in getting a 10-year China visa. We’ll be able to go into China whenever we want until I’m in my 70s; how great is that?

Bangkok's night streets are teeming with colorful street food

Bangkok’s night streets are teeming with colorful street food

Mark’s late afternoons were focused on the legitimate massage opportunities, where for $10 or $12 you get an often really good 60-minute massage. He was always a little nervous about making sure he was going into the legitimate services, but you can kind of tell which ones are about massages and which ones are about … other things. And I would head into Lumpini Park, one of the very few oases of green in the city to read. These days I’ve been focusing on preparing for our month in Japan, so I finished Embracing Defeat a Pulitzer Prize-winning history of post-war Japan and then started a novel about 17th century Japan. Fun.

The lake at Lumpini Park. Don't let this fool you: Bangkok is about the least green city I've ever been to. This one park, though was a welcome oasis.

The lake at Lumpini Park. Don’t let this fool you: Bangkok is about the least green city I’ve ever been to. This one park, though was a welcome oasis.

And finally, in addition to getting chores done and finding great food and massages and reading in the park, we even checked off one tourist activity that we’d never been to. Jim Thompson was a Princeton alum and World War II-era intelligence operative, assigned near the end of the war to Thailand. He fell in love with the place and, after the war, came to live permanently. He almost single-handedly re-started Thailand’s dying silk industry when his work was used extensively in the movie The King and I. He built a beautiful compound in Bangkok from six different Thai buildings that are now a museum … and then he disappeared. Vanished while hiking in Malaysia and to this day there are apparently no clues about what happened. So we toured his old haunt and it was just as beautiful and relaxing as we’d heard, mostly Thai but with just enough Western touches to make it interesting.

Part of the Jim Thompson House museum

Part of the Jim Thompson House museum

Now, Chinese visa in hand, we’re off to China’s Yunnan Province for three weeks. That feels like the adventure we need these days.

Mark found a big dog outside our hotel

Mark found a big dog outside our hotel

Waiting for a tour of the Jim Thompson museum, mark found this kitty and wanted her on his lap. She preferred me.

Waiting for a tour of the Jim Thompson museum, mark found this kitty and wanted her on his lap. She preferred me.

Meanwhile, walking to a FedEx center to ship off some documents, I found this cutie relaxing in one of the many street-side markets

Meanwhile, walking to a FedEx center to ship off some documents, I found this cutie relaxing in one of the many street-side markets

King Rama IX died on October 13, 2016, after over 70 years on the throne; I suspect he used to refer to Elizabeth as "that new queen." They are still in official mourning for him with pictures and bunting and memorials to him everywhere.

King Rama IX died on October 13, 2016, after over 70 years on the throne; I suspect he used to refer to Elizabeth as “that new queen.” They are still in official mourning for him with pictures and bunting and memorials to him everywhere.

Part of the royal palace compound where I passed on one long walk to discover Bangkok

Part of the royal palace compound where I passed on one long walk to discover Bangkok

Great food once we got into the right neighborhood

Great food once we got into the right neighborhood

Great Thai food

Great Thai food

Great Lebanese food

Great Lebanese food

Great Italian food

Great Italian food

Part of the gardens at the Jim Thompson House

Part of the gardens at the Jim Thompson House

More of the compound

More of the compound

And finally, one last shot of the nighttime scene

And finally, one last shot of the nighttime scene

Cooling off in our cute little pool

Cooling off in our cute little pool

To close out our trip through Bali we rented another villa, this time in the bustling, touristy, (comparatively) upscale town of Seminyak in the southwest part of the island. We were in Seminyak back in 2014 and stayed at a great resort, but this time we were on a mission: is this the sort of place where we would come back to rent a villa for an extended winter stay?

The short answer is no. I found myself longing for Lovina, the small town feel, the huge villa, the rice paddies, the great household staff. Now, our villa in Seminyak was certainly nice. It consisted of three separate buildings, a mostly open air living area (walls on just two sides, consisting of kitchen, living room, and dining room) and two separate one-bedroom buildings with attached open-air bathrooms. And of course a nice little pool. Absolutely nothing not to like.

This is the living area from our villa. The kitchen is behind that little fake wall, and the dining area is around the corner. It was a great combination of indoor/outdoor living, with no wall at all separating you from the pool area.

This is the living area from our villa. The kitchen is behind that little fake wall, and the dining area is around the corner. It was a great combination of indoor/outdoor living, with no wall at all separating you from the pool area.

Except the noise from the neighboring villa. The property is built to two identical, separate villas or, if you open a gate between them, a four-bedroom space with two pools. The first two days we were there, though, some young partying Aussies were renting the other space and they were loud. Loud. The big cement wall between the properties provided all the privacy you could want, but their music just went right up and over the wall. On the second day as they were blasting some heavy metal music I finally went over to ask them to turn it down. The music was so loud they couldn’t hear the doorbell so I had to wait until the song was over and then knocked really loudly. To their credit their response was perfect: they immediately turned it off … and then left the next day. Couldn’t ask for anything more.

It’s worth noting, of course, that the issue of noise went both ways. I like to listen to music at the pool, too, but felt pretty inhibited knowing that whoever moved in after the Aussies moved out were unlikely to welcome our music so we had to keep it down, a limitation that just didn’t exist in our isolated Lovina villa.

Back in 2013 when I was first contemplating retirement one of my concerns was just how lazy I might get with no obligations. One thing I learned in Bali was that the fear was well placed. I can get really lazy. I made breakfast every morning (the housekeeper was supposed to do that, but she explained when we arrived that she’d just had shoulder surgery so, well, we’d just have to take care of it ourselves), and even lunch half the time. Otherwise, I was just lazy; on a couple occasions I realized when we’d go out to dinner that it was the first time all day I’d been out of the compound. Pathetic.

With this pool and the comfy loungers, why would I do, well, anything?

With this pool and the comfy loungers, why would I do, well, anything?

There was plenty to like about Seminyak. There was the grocery store I’d been hoping to find in Lovina. Nothing that would pass muster in Cambridge, but pretty much everything I would have hoped for. Our villa was beautiful and relaxing. And eventually we managed to find some good restaurants. Sip, a genuinely authentic French restaurant, was a standout, as was Rolling Fork, a tiny, cool Italian place. Even a classy bar where we could have cocktails and dinner.

And while on the subject of entertainment in Seminyak, can't forget the entertaining drag shows

And while on the subject of entertainment in Seminyak, can’t forget the entertaining drag shows

Ultimately, though, I can’t really imagine going back for an extended stay. The town is just too crazy/busy/touristy for my taste, crowded and hot. The crowds and traffic and noise and sprawl just go on and on and on for miles. The beach is a 20-minute walk from where we stayed which wouldn’t generally be such an issue except that the first few days we were there it would rain every hour or so, sometimes reasonably hard. Then it would clear up and be beautiful … and then it would rain again. No problem in our villa but if we’d made the trek to the beach we would have gotten rained out pretty quickly.

In that sense, then, it was a successful stop: I learned I don’t want to do it again, at least for more than a week. Apparently the search for the perfect winter hideaway continues. Unless we already found it in Puerto Vallarta.

At any rate, that’s it for Bali. From here it’s north to Bangkok where we hope to get a 10-year visa for China (10 years!) and then, visa gods permitting, we’re off to China.

Sip, a great French restaurant in a classy setting, very un-Seminyak-ish

Sip, a great French restaurant in a classy setting, very un-Seminyak-ish

Don't believe me that it was authentic French? Here's the steak tartare to prove it, with Mark's rack of lamb in the background.

Don’t believe me that it was authentic French? Here’s the steak tartare to prove it, with Mark’s rack of lamb in the background.

And Rolling Fork, a little quirkier, not as flashy, but great food

And Rolling Fork, a little quirkier, not as flashy, but great food

Before dinner we'd enjoy music and a little Absolut on the rocks

Before dinner we’d enjoy music and a little Absolut on the rocks

After dinner there was always a show if we were up for it

After dinner there was always a show if we were up for it

Never enough pictures of Mark with a kitty

Never enough pictures of Mark with a kitty

And finally the beach. The weather cleared up near the end of our stay but by then we were too spooked by the frequent rainstorms and never came down here except to take pictures.

And finally the beach. The weather cleared up near the end of our stay but by then we were too spooked by the frequent rainstorms and never came down here except to take pictures.