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April 03

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WELCOME TO THE HOME OF THE GLOBAL WANDERER

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Wanderers Rest Here:

This place is dedicated to all those who dream of distant shores, and have the burning desire to press their footsteps upon foreign sands. Seek your paradise, seize the day and use this life to discover your undiscovered world. I intend to use this space as a place to embark on my virtual voyage across the globe, with each entry visiting a new country or sharing a new perspective. I seek to share my thoughts with you, and hope you can do the same...

Defining the Global Wanderer:

A citizen of the world and a seeker of enlightenment. Live life and be the one to throw your dreams into space like a kite, and await what it will bring back, perhaps a new friend, a new love, a new country. Follow the compass that is your heart, have the courage to lose sight of the shore and discover new oceans.

 

     

Checking In... 6 Months Later!

Hello fellow wanderers,
 
For those of you that still bother to check my website (and for those of you who drop by chance via a search), this is just a little note to let you know I am still actively maintaining this site, despite my incredibly poor effort at updating my blog.  I can't believe its been 6 months since my last update, but the combination of wedding planning and the working world have consumed my life as of late.  That said, I will be making much greater strides in the future to maintain my site in order to keep it current, relevant, amusing and informative.  As things start to settle and I enter the "next phase" of my life in June, I will have a great deal more time to dedicate to my site, particularly from July onwards. 
 
Just over 2 months remain until two big events arrive:  My wedding (June 6) and my next trip (Greece), the longest time I will be outside Canada since my time in Japan back in 2006, beating my 2008 Florida road trip by two days (19 in total).  I've never been to Europe (minus England back in 2003) with Greece being a dream destination of mine for quite some time.  For the first couple of days we'll be staying in Athens to take in the surreal presence of the Acropolis while navigating the streets of one of Europe's busiest metropolises.  After that, the journey will take us to the Greek Isles, specifically Santorini, by high speed ferry.  Despite being a longer travel time (4.5 hours), every authority on the subject says flying by air pales in comparison to the dramatic arrival a ferry has to offer.
 
Closing for now, but will be back much sooner than the last blog entry.  Until then, fair winds, safe travels, and enjoy the journey, be it from the arm chair or abroad.
October 02

Honeymoon Update

 
Hello again everyone... over three months later no less!  Despite my modest efforts, I've been less than lacklustre in terms of my aspirations to update the blog section of my website more frequently.  With the lazy days of summer behind us and the arrival of fall, however, I'm hoping to keep everything on this sight fresh and up to date.  That said, I have a honeymoon planning update...
 
After polling numerous friends and family in combination with Leanne and my personal perceptions of the perfect honeymoon, we may in fact have a winner.  We eventualy managed to narrow our list down to a "Top Five", at which point we decided on a clear cut winner a few weeks later.  Despite the difficulty of the decision (with so many incredible options in this world), we finally agreed that our next destination would be Santorini, Greece.  The runners-up included Morocco, Costa Rica, Portugal and Belize, but after much deliberation, we knew in our hearts we'd be headed to the Greek Isles.
 
And so we move on to the next phase, the less desirable aspect that every global wanderer would gladly do without:  Planning a budget and booking accordingly.  We've yet to settle on accomodations, but mulling over several possible options.  That said, I'll be checking in more frequently as the Holiday Season slowly creeps up on us, but I do plan to return to my log with a new-found enthusiasm and fervor, but be sure to check out other modules on my site in the meantime, as I actually do try and update those more often.  Closing for now, but fair winds and safe travels, wherever the journey takes you.
 
 
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June 27

...Back in Travel Planning Mode After a Lengthy Hiatus

 
Hello everyone,
 
Once again, I have now realized that its been well over three and a half months since my last blog entry, and amazed how easy it is for one to get bogged down in "reality" when not on the open road.  Its also been just about three months since returning from my latest trek, a two-week road trip that started in Toronto, Canada en route to Sarasota, Florida, with a side trip to the Grand Bahama Island via ferry thrown in to mix it up.
 
It amazing that no matter how many times I return home, my mind is always forward thinking to the next journey (I'm sure many of my fellow global wanderers can relate!).  Nevertheless, the ever-present realities of work and daily routine tend to take hold during those gaps of traveling.  That said, I recently welcomed a new opportunity to plan the next adventure/escape.
 
10 months ago, I got engaged in Varadero, Cuba and although at the time, the eventual wedding seemed quite a distance off (June 2009), its incredible how fast time has flown.  I now stand with less than a year away from "the big day", and have finally hit wedding planning mode.  As part my task, I've been given the responsibility of scouring the globe for honeymoon destinations.

Call me an obsessive planner, or just way too giddy and excited about the opportunity to travel again, but I've been conducting quite a bit of global research as of late, and have finally narrowed it down to a "Top 10" list, of which I will gradually whittle down to 3 over the course of the next few months.  As I've come to learn, honeymoon planning is a little different, with my fiancee and I seeking a balance of relaxation and a new cultural experience (i.e. beach + trekking).  When choosing my list, I made sure to throw in a mix of various regions that are genuinely feasible options, given our vacation schedules and distance.  It was somewhat of a painstaking process, but slowly cut it down to 10 solid options.  As such, here is the list in its random entirety:
 
1. Aruba
2. Belize
3. Bermuda
4. Costa Rica
5. Greece
6. Morocco
7. Panama
8. Peru
9. Portugal
10. Turks and Caicos
 
It'll be interesting to see which countries are the first to go, but I've been actively gauging public opinion from friends and family to assist in my decision (yes, I'm an admitted travel geek!).  At any rate, this is where I'll close for now, but hope everyone is keeping the global trek alive and well (be it from abroad or in the armchair).  Stay tuned...
March 01

Hitting the Blacktop Once Again: A Road Trip of Rediscovery Begins in Three Weeks

 
Despite my long hiatus from blogging, I am back yet again in an attempt to pick up where I left off last November.  Its been almost five months since, and despite my travels taking place predominantly from the armchair over the winter months, I am planning to hit the open road at the end of this month, quite literally.  Somewhat of sequel trip to my 2004 blacktop run to Key West, Florida from Toronto, Canada, this go around I'll be cutting a path down America via the I-95, the main highway that runs down most of the eastern seaboard of the United States.  In addition, this trip will be particularly special as it will include a three-day stay in Freeport, Bahamas (via Fort Lauderdale), my birth place and a country I haven't set foot on since I was less than a year old. 
 
My family immigrated to Canada from the Bahamas over three decades ago.  During all these years, I have only ever seen old photographs of the country I was born in, yet never visited nor seen with my own eyes.  I imagine it will all be a bit surreal when I finally return for the first time in 30 years at the end of this month, but feel this trip will be both a discovery and rediscovery of sorts, bringing everything full circle.  The last time I was in the Bahamas I crawled as a baby, but now return many years later to her shores, walking now as a man. 
 
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November 10

Post Cuban Recap: A Rebuttal to Complainers or "Travellers Versus Tourists"

 
As some of you are aware, I recently had the opportunity to visit one of the Caribbean's most fascinating islands, the Republic of Cuba.  My experience was absolutely incredible, and a journey I won't soon forget as my global exploration continues both from the armchair and abroad.

A land of quirky contradictions, Cuba comes across as a bit of a conundrum, awaiting all those seeking to unravel her secrets.  It is a place heralded for its medical system, and yet the same place where these same doctors make nothing in comparison to their North American counterparts.  It is a land where things like poverty and food shortages are accepted facts of life, and yet a nation whose citizens are ranked to have the highest literacy rate in the world.  And who of course, can ever disassociate Cuba from the man himself, Fidel Castro, the national leader and founder father of socialist Cuba.  A man both revered and reviled, Fidel Castro has outlasted nine U.S. presidents much to their chagrin, and at 81, stands to outlast one more if he can bounce back from his recent health woes. 

Politics aside, Cuba is an absolutely beautiful country, offering a treasure trove of experiences to the global wanderer.  From the frenetic pace of Havana to the laid back vibe of Varadero, there is a Cuban experience matching all travellers tastes.  And yet, despite my incredibly positive experience, I feel compelled to mention this:  Cuba is not always suited for "tourists".  Over the years, I have come to realize the very distinct differences between "travellers" and "tourists".  The hard and fast definition of both goes something like this:  Travellers tend to visit countries with the presence of having an open mind, taking in the experience and their surroundings, accepting the realities but embracing the hidden beauty of each place they visit.  Tourists, on the other hand, have a tendency to visit only a handful of countries but with more frequency, seeking accomodations that offer all the creature comforts of home, and only venture off their resort if a day trip doesn't require them overexert themselves.  No other website offers a better example of this than one of my favourites, TripAdvisor.  A place where people can share their experiences with others planning their own journeys, TripAdvisor is a place to observe the distinct differences between travellers and tourists.  For example. typical comments on Cuba from the "negative" tourist include winners like "Not as good as I expected", "Worst Holiday I Have Ever Had" or my personal favourite, "Don't Go if you like good service".  Don't get me wrong, there were a fair share of positive comments that balanced the negative ones, but it was these negative reviews that truly grinded on me.  Written with an almost "diva-like" tone, I felt instantly compelled to post a review of my own.  My case study for this was the Sandals Royal Hicacos Resort and Spa, and 5-star hotel that many tourists couldn't wait to pick apart.  The remainder of this blog entry is my response to some to these reviews, and written from a traveller's perspective:

"Check your pretensions at the door and you will love the Sandals (Hicacos)"

After reading a flurry of recent negative reviews about the Sandals Hicacos, I felt compelled to add a little balance and share my very positive Sandals Hicacos experience.
 

First off, I feel the need to say this: This is Cuba. Its a nation trying its best to expand its tourism base, but trying to do so in a very difficult environment ecomincally speaking. Know this first before deciding to come to Cuba. If you are solely seeking a luxurious beach holiday with impossible expectations, then Cuba is definitely not for you. If you are looking for a truly unique cultural experience complete with stunning beaches, genuinely friendly people and you generally have an open mind, you will leave Cuba awestruck.
Anyone who does even the slightest bit of research into Cuba goes there with the open mind knowing the food supply and quality is an issue. Don't go to Cuba if you are seeking 5-star, Paris-style gourmet.

The Sandals Hicacos is an absolutely beautiful resort, and something Cuba can be proud of. With a collage of colourful villas surround by a lush green landscape, the Sandals Hicacos has a more natural feel to it. Don't go here if nothing less than golf course-styled manicured lawns is what you are after.

Our Room: Lovely, very spacious and everything we expected. the garden views were beautiful and we were actually quite surprised at the large size of the bathroom tub!

The Beach: Absolutely stunning, and for all those in search of the blue waters you see on the back of postcards.

The Entertainment: Most of the shows were very good, displaying the distinctly Cuban flair that one would expect. We were a little disappointed that "Circus night" got rained out, but overall, enjoyed what Sandals had to offer.

The Food: There's no sugar coating it: Cuban food is very standard, but the buffet gave us a good selection of things to choose from. The desserts were fantastic (especially the guy that makes the crepes!). The buffet breakfast was definitely the best meal going there. As far as the individual restaurants go, both the Caribbean and Italian restaurants served up great food. We never made it to the seafood restaurant, but the beachfront grill was good (despite the onslaught of mosquitos when dusk falls... as I said, its part of Cuban life, and no reflection on the Sandals - you can't fault a resort for that!).

The Water Sports: We enjoyed a very fun snorkelling trip organized by the water sports centre, but were a little disappointed we were unable to take out the sunfish or the catamaran without having to do the mandatory lessons first.

The Staff: Absolutely fantastic. I have never met a friendlier bunch on all of my travels. And as far as the tipping = quality myth goes, its exactly that. The staff appreciated but don't demand to be tipped. We learned very quickly that being friendly and undemanding is what really equals the quality of service you will receive in the end.

The Spa: Great staff, and one of the most relaxing experiences I've had in awhile.

The Bottom Line: Most of the negative reviews I've read about the Sandals Hicacos seem to be more focused on the negativity of a Cuban vacation rather than the resort itself. All the gripes people seem to have about the Sandals can easily be avoided with proper research and knowing what to expect from Cuba. The tourist prosperity countries like Jamaica and Barbados currently enjoy is not shared (yet) by Cuba, and therefore, understand why Sandals in Jamaica does not equal Sandals in Cuba. Its simply a question of economics.

Reverting back to the food issue, the tragedy of it all is that we come from nations spoiled for choices and visiting a country that is of the complete polar opposite. By simply checking your pretensions at the door, you will be assured an absolute fabulous time at the Sandals Hicacos. Probably the most negative aspect of the resort were those guests I witnessed on a few occasions complaining about the most trivial thin gs! As the desk clerk so perfectly put it in one of our conversations: You're on vacation, learn to relax!

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September 11

Set Adrift in the South Pacific: The Marvels of Micronesia

 
As my armchair voyage continues, I find myself writing about yet another place I have yet to discover.  I've never been to the Federated States of Micronesia (or FSM for short), nor do I know anyone in my close circle that has... yet.  I have always been fascinated by the countries of the South Pacific.  Fleeting glimpses of the "earthly paradise" often fill my head with perceptions of an area dotted with literally thousands of islands, most of which still remain uninhabited. 

The Federated States of Micronesia is one of these collections of idyllic islands located east of the Philippines and directly north of Papua New Guinea.  On many world maps, the islands appear so tiny, that they are barely visible (unless zoomed in very closely).  And yet despite its relatively isolated existence, even unassuming Micronesia has its own private collection of World War II wrecks. 

Many travelers have often said that what makes Micronesia so appealing is its fantastic cultural preservation despite globalization.  Incredibly, there are still some island natives today that still live as they did hundreds of years ago, loin cloths, stone money and all!

Thus, it can be said that for all those seeking empty beaches, a genuinely friendly culture, lush jungle interiors, and a taste for the unfamiliar, Micronesia could very well be your own personal paradise on earth.

 

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August 29

Back on the Trek (Both Virtually and Physically) After a Three-Month Hiatus

 
Wow, three months without an entry.  It's no coincidence that my blog writing came to a standstill the minute I entered the ranks of the employed once again.  Juggling one's career with travelling is deifnitely one of the global wanderer's biggest challenges in life, and best illustrated through my muteness over the last quarter of the year.  Nevertheless, in an attempt to get back in the saddle, I have returned to continue my voyage, both virtually (to places I haven't been) and physically (to places I have been, or planning to). 
 
It's been almost nine months since my last journey, a 14-month trek that took me through Japan, Thailand, Taiwan and Malaysia.  After settling back into life in Canada, I imagine it was only a matter of time before I was bitten by the travel bug again.  After contemplating several options, including Panama and Costa Rica, my girlfriend and I finally settled on the Caribbean nation of Cuba, home of fine cigars, questionable food, vintage cars, stuninng beaches, and of course, Fidel.  
 
Cuba arose as somewhat of a compromise between myself and Leanne.  After spending our last few vacations "trekking" (make no mistake, I could never tire of this), we thought it was time to mix it up with some relaxation this go around.  Thus, by combining the mesmerizing tropical surrounds of Varadero with the frenetic, energetic and exotic pace of Havana, Cuba came forth as the clear choice for our next journey.
 
We're still over four weeks away from our departure, but purchased our tickets yesterday to set the trip in stone.  And despite the gamble of taking a Cuban vacation during prime hurricane season, we are hoping that the travel gods will smile favourably on us and give us clear skies during our time there.  I'm sure more of my thoughts will come to surface through blogs in the upcoming weeks, but finally wanted to break the icy silence that has permeated my website as of late.  As always, I welcome all global wanderers, journeymen/women and trekkers to my space, and welcome your comments.

 

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May 27

Chasing the Midnight Sun Along the Viking Trail: Welcome to Norway

 
Norway is a place that has always been a bit of a mystery to me.  Growing up, my first images of anything “Norwegian” naturally came through winter sports.  Having absolutely dominated the Winter Olympic Games over the past 82 years, Norway has the distinction of having won more medals in this event than any other country in the world (currently standing at 280, 64 medals higher than the United States).
 
As life progressed, this Scandinavian nation generally eluded my thoughts, tucked into the back of my mind, resurfacing only once every four years (as the Olympics go).  I ultimately came to the conclusion one day that this would be the closest I would ever come to Norway given my limited knowledge and interest.  However, little did I realize that one cold winter’s day three years ago, that this view was about to do a 360 degree turn.
 
In March 2004, National Geographic came out with a list of the top travel destinations in the world, ranked on a variety of criteria pertaining to cultural, environmental, and aesthetic integrity.  The list was extensive, including 115 of the world’s best known places evaluated by over 200 specialists.  Some of the rankings were quite surprising, with others being more or less what I expected given the increasing numbers of tourism.  But what shocked me more than anything was the number one ranking honours, given to the Norwegian Fjords.  I had such limited knowledge of this majestically rugged terrain, that my interest in Norway suddenly skyrocketed, and has remained high ever since. 
 
Submersing myself travel magazines, books and online references, I started my “virtual” Norwegian journey. I started reading about the country with the midnight sun that was once rife with Vikings and Norse folklore.  A place of unsurpassed natural beauty, Norway remains mostly unspoiled and very much as it was hundreds of years ago.  With an excellent environmental track record, it has striven to preserve itself from the effects of climate change. 
 
Often grouped together with its other two Scandinavian siblings (Finland and Sweden), Norway is blessed with having BOTH a rich cultural heritage and an unparalleled natural beauty.  It is a place for all those in search of the aurora borealis, arctic wildlife, trolls, Thor, Viking ships, absolute solitude, first-class trekking…. and the list goes on an on and on…
 
I can only hope that one day, I am afforded the opportunity to gaze upon the Norwegian fjords with my own eyes, and take in that breath of fresh air experienced nowhere else on the planet.
 
 
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March 20

Kenya in Three Words: The African Dream

It is said that nothing can prepare the traveller for the adventure that awaits them in Kenya. No matter how many books one has read, regardless of how many movies one has seen, very few places on earth can compete with the Safari experience of a lifetime in Kenya. Without a shadow of a doubt, I can assuredly say that this land of deep historical and cultural heritage is definitely on the “to do” list in my lifetime.

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Ethiopia, Somalia, Tanzania and Uganda, Kenya is almost landlocked with the exception of its southeast shoreline that slips into the Indian Ocean.

As a child, I always associated a place like Kenya with the legendary Tarzan, swinging from vine to vine, chatting with the monkeys and mingling with the elephants by the local watering hole. With the passage of time and entering adulthood, that image of has since evolved, but the uncontrollable curiosity I had as a boy still remains.

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Kenya predominantly comes to life through magazines like National Geographic, splashed across colourful pages inviting the armchair traveler into a world like no other on the planet. The Kenyan people are also often portrayed as being incredible marathon runners, and with good reason (they have dominated the Boston Marathon over the past 20 years, winning it a staggering 15 times!).

Kenya’s capital, Nairobi, bursts with an energy that combines its rich cultural roots with a touch of Western flair. And despite now having to confront its own global warming issues (as the snows of Mt. Kilimanjaro continue to melt), Kenya continues to move forward with attempts to preserve its natural beauty.

It is often said that Kenya is THE Africa of our dreams. From the thundering annual migration of the wildebeest, to the incredibly well-preserved Maasai people’s culture, Kenya is a realm where the global wanderer can experience almost every imaginable African fantasy. It is a place where one can truly step back in time, and visit an Africa that many feel no longer exists… but does.

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February 01

Bolivian Dreaming: The Story of Mic ‘n Ric

Two summers ago, I had the pleasure of having two seasoned global wanderers stay with me in Toronto. Already having amassed an incredible amount of air miles, Mike and Erica's journey was final nearing its end, a trek that already included five continents spanning over two years. Affectionately referred to as "Mic 'n Ric" by their fellow travelers and friends, I first met this "dynamic duo" while teaching in English in Japan back in 2001.

Originally from Brisbane, Australia, Mic ‘n Ric eventually departed Japan in search of adventure and global enlightenment. I caught brief glimpses of their travels through emails as they made their way through Southeast Asia, up through China, across the Middle East, and grazing past North Africa before touching down in England. A few months later, Mic ‘n Ric would find themselves bidding farewell to England and crossing the Atlantic Ocean en route to New York. After a couple weeks stay in New York, Mike and Erica would find themselves on a bus bound for Toronto, Canada, where our paths would finally cross again.

Greeting them with a warm welcome, we would spend the next several hours back at my flat sharing the stories of our global wanderings. It was then that I first learned of their forthcoming voyage, this time bound for South America. With the exception of Antarctica, South America was the sixth and final continent needed to complete their “round-the-world” trek. In just a few days, Mic 'n Ric would find themselves in a land almost every global wanderer dreams of visiting at least once in a lifetime.

Two months later, Mic 'n Ric returned to Toronto for a final visit, bringing with them a vivid collection of tales to tell and photos to share. Having never set foot in South America personally, I was fascinated by the images they displayed to me. I viewed hundreds of photos that night, but would find myself completely captivated by one photo in particular, one taken of the Uyuni Salt Flats in Bolivia.

Almost resembling a visit to another planet, the Uyuni Salt Flats (locally referred to as the “Salar de Uyuni”) is the largest salt bed in the world. The landscape appeared so incredibly unique, the horizon seemed almost unidentifiable at times, quite literally merging the sky and salt flats as one. To this date, I have never seen such photos that I’ve had more difficulty describing with words.

Of all the South American countries, Bolivia has always intrigued me on a level that expands beyond imagination. Oftentimes referred to as the “Tibet of the Americas”, Bolivia is the highest and most isolated country in the Western hemisphere. Unlike many of its bordering neighbours, Bolivia is solidly landlocked, and is said to offer the traveler a variety of landscapes that range from lush, green jungles to rugged mountain peaks piercing the sky above. Given it’s relatively low profile (compared to Brazil, Peru and Argentina), Bolivia is often considered a place off-the-beaten-track and usually skipped by the swath of tourists that descend upon South America every year. That being said, Bolivia provides an opportunity for the global wanderer to envelop in an experience like that of no other: The experience of discovering the undiscovered.

One day I hope to make it to Bolivia, sooner rather than later. At one time only thinking of Bolivia in terms of llamas, isolation and colourful woven clothing, my mind seeks to one day expand this collection of images to include the heart and soul of this beautiful South American nation.


Traveler’s Note: Mike and Erica have since returned home to their native Australia, finally settling down together as a married couple after their global odyssey. All photos below taken personally by Mike and Erica.

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January 04

The Final Farewell: Closing the Last Chapter on Japan

The landscape beneath me gradually faded as we lifted above the clouds, the final images of Japan being burned into my memory.  I was finally closing the chapter on a country that had already touched my soul several years ago, and playing out the final moments of my second visit, the “encore journey”, as I liked calling it. 

Fourteen months later, part two of my Japanese odyssey was now over.   There is so much I will miss about the “land of the rising sun”, but feel completely fulfilled by my experience this time around.  From the maddening tempo of Osaka city life, to the tranquil, uncomplicated pace of ancient Nara, the collection of images Japan offers the global wanderer are endless. 

It’s been almost one month since I said sayonara to my life in Japan.  With the excitement of Christmas and New Years finally over, I have taken this moment to reflect back on, and pay tribute to yet another country that has played a role in shaping my life’s journey.  There is so much I could share with you about my experiences in Japan, far beyond what my previous blog entries could ever capture, but imagine it would take a book rather than a blog to fully paint the images (perhaps a future project of mine).  With my Japanese travels now a part of my past but eternally etched in my mind, I return to resume my “virtual” journey across the globe, sharing my thoughts and perceptions once more about this beautiful planet we call home.

  

October 31

The Way of the Samurai: A Wander Through Historic Hikone

 
A two hour train ride northeast of the city of Osaka lies Hikone:  A sleepy little castle town that straddles the coastline of Lake Biwa, Japan’s largest lake.  Not many tourists make their way to Hikone (pronounced Hih-ko-nay), and the ones who do comprise mainly that of the older Japanese generation.  But to the select travelers that do find themselves in this quiet little town (like myself), the atmosphere alone of has a magnetic pull on all those with even the slightest interest in catching glimpse a Japan from long ago. 
 
As the scenery around me gradually changes from the grey urban sprawl to that of green rural countryside, I watch as concrete, steel and glass are transformed into trees, rice fields and rivers.  An hour later, I find myself pushing beyond the borders of Kyoto and in to the Shiga region.  Buildings are replaced by rolling hills and an hour later, I find myself in Hikone, and already appreciative of the drastic reduction in noise around me.  For as the train pulls off from the station the quietness hits me almost instantly, and only then realize how accustomed one becomes to the noise of a bustling city like Osaka over time.  The silence almost seems surreal as I walk down the stairs and exit the station. 
 
Out in front of the station, a large bronzed statue of a samurai warrior mounted on a horse stands as the iconic symbol of Hikone.  The Japanese call Hikone a “castle town”, and for good reason.  There was a time when the mythical samurai and their families roamed freely through the streets of Hikone (as the geisha did in Kyoto).  Majestically perched high atop a hill overlooking Hikone is Hikone Castle, the town's star attraction and one of a handful of “original” castles left in Japan. 
 
World War II dealt a devastating blow to much of Japan’s historical architectural wonders.  Cities like Tokyo, Osaka and Nagoya were flattened by air raids and bombings that completely destroyed many of Japan’s magnificent castles.  Fortune smiled on Hikone however, leaving Hikone Castle largely intact, ultimately leaving it one of the last surviving castles to date.  Built in the 17th century, Hikone Castle requires a bit of a hike to reach the summit of the hill upon which it stands.  After crossing two moats and climbing a countless number of stone steps, I cross over one final wooden bridge that takes me within the interior protective walls that surround the main castle or ‘donjon’ as referred to by the Japanese. 
 
It's presence strikes a chord of serenity within me as I find myself at the base of the castle now.  I am later informed that Hikone Castle also has the unique ability to change dramatically in appearance in accordance with the changing of the seasons.  No longer the defense stronghold it once was, the air of tranquility that surrounds the entire complex can quite literally be seen.  An older Japanese man sits in a corner making a sketch, while another couple quietly sip tea from a local souvenir stand.  The season of fall has arrived in all its glory here in Hikone, with a collage of red, orange and yellow painted across the surrounding landscape, enveloping the castle.
 
After a brief pause, I decide to enter the main castle and ascend the three stories to the top.  Shoes come off and socks hit the floor in accordance with Japanese customs as I enter the first of a series of very steep steps that take me deep within and up the castle.  Dark wood surrounds me everywhere, and occasional display cases showcase some of Hikone’s carefully preserved artifacts from the past.  I am amazed how incredibly steep the stairs are, as I gingerly ascend them holding tightly to the railing in order to avoid keeling over backwards.  Despite seeming like a terrible design flaw, these stairs apparently served a very distinct defensive purpose. 
 
Unlike many of the token castles that dot the European countryside, which were built upon the concept courtly life, Japanese castles were strategically built purely for defensive purposes, with courtly life ranking a distant second.  Thus, every possibility of attack was taken into consideration... even the stairs.  The stairs were built this way so to make it incredibly difficult for intruders to ascend rapidly once inside the castle.  At the top of these stairs, archers stood poised to rain a fire of arrows upon anyone daring the daunting climb.  After finally reaching the top of the castle, I now realize how incredibly difficult a task it would be for anyone to seeking to overtake the main `donjon` of  Hikone Castle.
 
The view is truly captivating from above.  Looking downward, I see the town sprawling in every direction around the castle.  To the west, Lake Biwa hits the shoreline of Hikone, forming a natural border.  Taking one last moment to intake the scenery, I very slowly begin making my descent down the same stairs, clutching the railing tightly yet again to avoid falling forward or slipping in my socks!
 
Finally outside the castle walls, I take a moment to find my orientation and descend down an alternate path that leads me to a beautiful Chinese-influenced Japanese garden, Genkyu-en.  It is a classically beautiful sight, and an oriental vision of harmony with nature.  The garden grows around a large pond that contain smaller ‘islands’ connected to the mainland by tiny bridges.  A traditional Japanese tea house overlooks the pond and further in the distance, Hikone Castle dramatically rises high into the sky, like a guardian keeping watch.  A moment of contemplation and a tranquil stroll around the circumference of the pond, and I find myself exiting the serenity of the garden, heading back towards the centre of Hikone.
 
By definition, Hikone is a smaller Japanese town with a great sense of pride in maintaining its connection to the samurai of yesteryears.  As such, the town has gone to great lengths to preserve itself in an attempt to both encase and hold on to its past.  This is best displayed through a walk down the older streets of Hikone, an area where many houses of the samurai class still stand today.  Samurai families once thrived in Hikone, and despite the many great wars that have raged over the years throughout Japan’s tumultuous history, the town has managed to keep a great portion of its own past largely intact.
 
A walk down some of these streets reveal a glimpse of the past, samurai family homes standing side-by-side on tree-lined streets.  Despite most of them now having been converted into shops and restaurants, the houses for the most part have been painstakingly preserved.  For a brief moment, one feels like they have truly stepped back in time, connecting with Hikone's past and quite literally waiting for a real-life samurai to pass you on the street. 
 
Hikone is quiet everywhere today, with only a handful of other Japanese tourists meandering in and out of the street's shops.  I walk down the main street, passing a local Buddhist temple, an assortment of places offering local cuisine, and a few random souvenir shops thrown in for good measure.  As I near the end of the street, the sun is now high in the sky, well past the noon hour on a cloudless day.  Looking at my map of Hikone, I decide to make a final roam towards the coastal waters of Lake Biwa.  The walk takes well over half an hour, but affords me yet another glimpse of this lakeside town. 
 
Lake Biwa is Japan's largest lake, with a great number of legends and tales shrouding it in a cloud of mystery.  Coming from an exceptionally large city like Toronto that sprawls across the shoreline of Lake Ontario, I grew up surrounded by the five Great Lakes that are shared by the U.S. and Canada.  Despite overpopulation and urbanization, Lake Biwa has managed to survive, but sadly showing the adverse effects the encroachment has caused. 
 
Best viewed from a distance, Biwa appears to rise out of a mythical dream, its coastline silhouetted by the peaks of green mountains often coated in a veil of mist.  There is truly a legendary feel to the lake viewed both from the castle and further back from the watermark.  On this day, a handful of windsurfers dart about on the lake, while a lone Japanese university student stands leaning against his bike, staring out into the vastness of Biwa in silent solitude. 
 
I afford myself one final glimpse of Lake Biwa, savoring a moment that I realize will be my last in Hikone, before making the decision to turn back.  The afternoon sun has started to dip as a fresh breeze caresses my face.  Headed back towards the station, I walk down one of the lake-fed canals that extends east into the town.  A few fisherman have thrown a line out today, having their own personal moments on this sunny, windswept day.
 
Now back at the station, I look back one last time at the bronze, horse-mounted samurai statue now bidding me farewell.  During my time in Japan, Hikone is the closest I have come to observing the legendary samurai, and an experience I will surely not soon forget.
 
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October 13

The Art of Navigating a Megapolis: A Three-Day Jaunt in Tokyo

 
There’s something to be said about the electric vibe that Tokyo possesses.  Despite having lived over two years in Japan (between my first trip back in 2001, and my current time here), it was only very recently that I made my trek to Tokyo:  The massive megapolis that many claim is the aortic centre of Japan.  As such, Tokyo’s heartbeat is that like no other, moving at a pace likened to that of an adrenaline rush.
Over the course of Japan’s incredible history, the country’s capital has been moved several times, usually in accordance with the wishes of the current ruler or ‘shogun’ at the time.  Tokyo (formerly known as ‘Edo’), Yokohama, Kyoto and even Nara (Japan’s oldest capital) have all at one point been the administrative centres of Japan. 
 
Many people found it strange that I never made it to Tokyo during my first run here in Japan.  Looking back on it myself, I muse at some of the backwater treks I took to small, remote places yet never made it to the most popular tourist destination in Japan.  Three weeks ago, I decided Tokyo had been put off long enough.  Thus, under the cover of darkness, Leanne and I made the nine hour overnight bus ride from Osaka bound for the busiest train station in the world.
 
Day One – Running on empty at a frenzied pace
 
In true fashion, we arrive in Tokyo with the rising sun peeking out from the under the horizon.  The overnight journey having blacked out the world around us for the bulk of our road trip, we are finally given a glimpse of our new surroundings.  Welcome to Tokyo. 
 
The bus pulls up into the terminal at Shinjuku station, at which point we disembark and attempt to navigate our way through the throngs of people to the trains.  In all my years of travel, I have never been to a station quite like Shinjuku station.  Literally millions of commuters pass through this place every day, and soon realize this is no exaggeration as the thickening mass of people swells as we approach the train platform bound for the direction of our hotel.   We manage to squeeze onto the train and prepare ourselves for immobility in the standing position.  On exceptionally busy days, it is said that train station attendants literally push people into the trains in order to maximize every breathing space on the train!
 
Twenty minutes later, we arrive in Ningyocho, a quieter corner of the big city that has more of a ‘traditional’ feel to it.  We are exhausted, but are unable to check in to our hotel just yet as the time is barely over 10am.  We decide to kill the time by making our first trip, out towards the Ginza area, one of the shopping meccas of Tokyo where many postcard scenes can be found.    
 
The Ginza area is a shopping area predominantly tailored towards Japan’s avid money spenders.  The sidewalks are lined with what seems like an endless sea of department stores, boutiques and high-end chain stores.  Thus, it comes as no surprise that window shopping is the most common activity witnessed in Ginza!   On this day, Leanne and I end up ‘following the Romans’ and doing the same.
 
After roaming aimlessly through Ginza for several minutes, a place called the Sony Tower sparks our interest.  For anyone with even a remote interest in electronic gadgetry, the Sony Tower truly is a place to marvel at, with most of its items on display set for future release.  It is a window into the future of electronics in Japan, with everything from digital cameras to home entertainment systems, video recorders to pocket-sized laptops. 
 
A brief meandering through the Sony Tower followed by some more window shopping and a couple of strolls through Japan’s infamous department stores, and we realize we are finally able to check-in.  The final judgment of Ginza goes something like this:  Unless you are a big spender with lots of cash to throw around, Ginza can be done within a couple of hours.  Make no mistake, it is a definite must for those seeking the postcard scenes of typical Tokyo, especially at night, however, more of a stopover than a day trip.
 
This is the first of three days we will spend in total in Tokyo.  Completely depleted of energy, we head back to our hotel and crash completely for several hours.  The main drawback of taking the overnight bus has finally been realized, as we drift off into dreamland...
 
After shaking off the sleep dust, we decide to spend the remainder of our day (or rather evening) getting familiar with our local surroundings.  Ningyocho or “Doll Town” as it translates in English, is a quaint little area of Tokyo that offers none of the token images one associates with the city.   Nevertheless, Ningyocho offers a certain charm that other areas of Tokyo are unable to duplicate.  The streets in this area are lined with traditional handicraft shops and traditional Japanese restaurants offering a range of local dishes.  Just before dusk, we manage to visit a local Shinto shrine, a colourfully painted place with only a handful of people strolling around.  Located right off the city street, I am amazed at how easy it is to escape the noise of the bustling Tokyo streets, albeit for a brief moment.  With the arrival of night, however, a quiet serenity overcomes Ningyocho as cars filter out of the area.  Enjoying the moment, we enjoy the stillness of the night before heading back to our hotel. 
 
Day Two – A merger of spirituality and shopping?
 
Day two arrives and it’s a full-on day of traveling around Tokyo.  Our first stop of the day finds us in the Roppongi area for lunch.  During my stay here in Japan, I've noticed that the mere mention of ‘Roppongi’ often drew out chuckles and smiles from many Japanese people.  I always wondered why, but soon come to find out that Roppongi has one of the highest concentrations of foreigners (non-Asians) in all of Tokyo.  It is an area flooded with bars, nightclubs and western-style restaurants, and known particularly for its rowdy and obnoxious nightlife.  Although this trip would not afford us the opportunity to view this firsthand, our daytime visit to Roppongi finds us passing dozens of foreigners as we make our way to T.G.I.Fridays for lunch.  There is a definite ‘Western’ feel to Roppongi, and from what I hear, highly recommend a nighttime visit rather than a daytime jaunt.  Starved of any real attractions, Roppongi is worthy only of a day visit if seeking to satisfy your Western food cravings and run into other like-minded foreigners. 
 
Finishing up lunch, we board the train once more, this time bound for Shibuya.  The area of Shibuya is where Tokyo’s younger generation reign supreme.  It is a place where no one over the age of 35 can be found in sight (except foreign tourists), and another one of Japan’s infamous shopping districts, tailored towards the next generation of Japanese. 
 
Exiting the subway station, we are greeted by yet another postcard shot of Tokyo:  The massive crosswalk that constantly seems full of people when cars aren’t attempting to sneak through.  The landscape is dominated by tall electronic billboards, televisions, and multi-level stores.  It is a sensory explosion of sights and sounds in every direction where all manner of unique fashion styles collide.  For a moment, Shibuya may appear to be an urban paradise for youthful, modern-thinking, fashion-conscious travelers.  If shopping is high on your list of Tokyo priorities, one could easily spend a day wandering through the streets that intersect Shibuya (in combination with the area of Harajuku which I later came across).   At the end of the day, the Shibuya area is definitely the place to seek out if you are in search of a scene from the movie “Lost in Translation”, almost expecting to see Scarlett Johanson and Bill Murray at any given moment. 
 
Towards the end of one of the mains streets that run through the Shibuya area, we start to notice the landscape around us changing slightly.  Ever so gradually, the walls of shops and boutiques that line the sidewalks start to decrease in number.  Strangely enough, 15 minutes later we find ourselves at the entrance of a fairly large forested park.  This green patch almost seems out of place, but strangely enough, there it stands before us. 
 
One of the most interesting facts I learnt about Tokyo during my time there was the great number of parks that dot the grey urban landscape of the city.   Despite its urban sprawl, Tokyo attempts to offer the promise that one never needs to escape the city completely in order to immerse yourself in a more natural environment.  Thus, I find that the myth of Tokyo as an endless city of concrete, brick and asphalt is somewhat dispelled, truly to my surprise. 
 
The park that stands before us also marks the entrance to one of Tokyo’s more beautifully-set shrines, Meiji-Jingu.  Located deep within the forested park, reaching the shrine involves a 15-minute stroll down the main path that bisects the park.  A sharp left turn onto an L-shaped path leads off the beaten track to the shrine, truly a place where one can seek refuge from the maddening pace of Tokyo.  It is very quiet here, the forest enveloping the shrine in a sea of green cypress trees.  It is here that spiritually-minded Tokyoites find themselves when needing a break from frenzied pace of city life. 
 
Departing the shrine, a 30-minute walk finds us at the opposite end of the park, once again facing the urban jungle of Tokyo.  A brief bit of backtracking and we enter the Harujuku area, a place some consider more or less an extension of Shibuya, at the very least, sharing its youthful appeal. 
 
Although Harajuku is considered an ‘area’, most of its heart and soul is concentrated on a couple of main streets, one of them being Takeshita-dori.  Likened more to an alleyway than a street (as cars are prohibited from driving here), the narrow street gives off an illusion of a river of people.  The concentration of young Tokyoites here is shockingly unbelievable, with either shopping, socializing or a combination of the two taking place.  Unlike many streets in Shibuya, Takeshita-dori has a very unique feel to it.  The electric atmosphere of Shibuya is replaced by a street that seems set out of traditional Japan, and yet lined with an assortment of shopping options that is consumed like candy by young Japanese trend-setters.  Many Japanese believe that Harujuku is arguably the trendiest area of Tokyo, surpassing both Shibuya and Shinjuku in style. 
 
As we painstakingly navigate our way through the masses of Takeshita-dori, we filter out onto a busy Tokyo street and begin our way to Omete-sando, the other famous shopping district within Harajuku.  With the arrival of dusk, we walk down Omete-sando Street to witness firsthand just how shopping has elevated to become one of Japan’s national pastimes.  A combination of boutiques, clothing chain stores and restaurants stand chock-a-block next to each other.  In a very interesting twist, we find ourselves encountering a handful of giant stone lanterns lining the sidewalks as we walk down.   Usually marking the entrances to Buddhist temples or Shinto shrines, they are a symbol of and testament to the Japanese spirituality that permeates every facet of their lives, even in one of the busiest shopping districts of Japan. 
 
As day two of our Tokyo wanderings come to a close, we make a couple more stops on the way home.  The first, a visit to one of Tokyo’s architectural icons, the Tokyo Tower, is truly a unique sight to behold.  Originally modeled on Paris’ Eiffel Tower, the Tokyo Tower comes across as almost an exact replica of the famed French symbol, only slightly larger and painted red.  A close-up visit to the tower proves to be a little disappointing, with neither the feel nor exotic appeal of Paris' architectural wonder.  The Japanese, however, believe the Tower is best viewed from afar, as part of the Tokyo skyline, rather than a glimpse from the base.  I am further told that some of the most impressive overhead views of the city are located within the Shinjuku area, the skyscraper capital of Tokyo, rather than the bland and somewhat obstructed views from atop of the Tokyo Tower.
 
One more stop in the Ginza area for some vibrant night shots, and its back to our friendly hotel for some rest.  Speaking of our hotel, I personally recommend the Hotel Kitcho to anyone planning to stay in Tokyo for a few days and wishing to avoid the astronomically high prices of the downtown core.  It is a quiet, friendly, modest but very clean three-star hotel offering both Japanese and Western-style rooms that will not disappoint.  Most of the staff speak at least some degree of English, and were exceptionally helpful in every way.  Although by no means at a Hyatt Regency or Hilton level (you can find these in the Shinjuku area if seeking them out), the Hotel Kitcho offers much more of a Japanese ‘feel’ and has a lot more character.  Travelers beware, however, as the beds are incredibly comfortable, where you might find yourself sleeping well into the afternoons and unable to peel yourself out from under the covers!
 
Day Three – The panda, the temple and blazing lights
 
We needed an early start to our final day in Tokyo, as an unappealing 10pm overnight bus awaited our departure from Tokyo Station.  Thus, just before noon we headed north to Ueno, one of the more traditional areas of Tokyo that has its own distinct rhythm and vibe.  There is a market-like air to the Ueno area that makes it feel markedly different to the rest of the areas we managed to cover over the past two days.  Completely opposite to the areas of Shibuya and Harajuku, older Japanese generations tend to wander the streets in these parts, varying from shopping, strolling, bargaining and/or eating.  Essentially, it’s a part of Tokyo that seems to linger in the past a little, looking out of a window at the rest of Tokyo's glitzy and glamorous side. 
 
In some ways, there is a very “Osakan” feel to Ueno, something which leaves the area with a “love it or hate it” kind of attitude.  On this day, however, we would be seeing a very different side of Ueno that comprises the other half of its image. 
 
Ueno Park is one of the largest of its kind in Tokyo, containing not only the famous Tokyo (Ueno) Zoo, but also the distinction of having the greatest concentration of museums in the entire country.  The park itself is a tranquil place with a very “artsy” feel to it.  On any given moment, one may pass an artist making a sketch, a guitarist strumming a tune, and a juggler doing his best in front of a small crowd.   
 
We move through the park, and head to the entrance gates of the Ueno Zoo.  Unlike the Metropolitan Toronto Zoo in Canada, the Ueno Zoo is very compact, accessible, and easy to navigate around.  On display are a wide variety of animals from all parts of the globe, the most impressive being the polar bear, lion and tiger exhibits.  Sadly, some of the exhibits appear far too small and in desperate need of expansion (the rhinoceros, hippopotamus, and giraffe exhibits are prime examples of this).  The zoo’s star attraction, the panda exhibit, is also somewhat of an anticlimax, with one lone panda on display in an enclosed glass exhibit.  I only recently learned that Japan does have much better zoos for viewing the giant panda and Tokyo, ironically, being one of the poorest. 
 
We spend about two hours at the zoo before boarding the train for our next destination:  Tokyo’s most traditional and spiritual area, Asakusa.  Before deciding to make the trek to Tokyo, I spoke with a number of local Japanese in Osaka about the top spots to visit while staying in Tokyo. In almost all instances, Asakusa was mentioned as a definite must.  Piquing my curiosity, I added it to “the list” of must-sees in Tokyo... and was not disappointed. 
 
From the minute you leave Asakusa station, there is a definite change in the air around you.  Asakusa is a glimpse into Tokyo’s past pre-World War II, and the bombings that flattened the city.  Much of its atmosphere is still very much intact, and resembles nothing of the Tokyo Ginza, Shibuya and the rest of Tokyo present to the world. 
 
Upon leaving the station, a traditional Japanese temple gate (known as the `Thunder Gate`) with a massive red lantern hanging in the middle is one of the first sights that greet you.  It is one of the most photographed sights in all of Tokyo, and for good reason.  Beyond the gate, lies the Asakusa market, where all manner of souvenirs, handicrafts and snacks can be purchased.  The market, bisected by a long covered walkway, is teeming with tourists, and probably one of the only areas in Tokyo where Westerners outnumber Asians.  To some, this is one of Asakusa’s drawbacks, but also a sign of how much of a pull the area has on curious travelers. 
 
Beyond the market lies Asakusa’s main attraction, Senso-ji temple.  The temple itself has a majestic presence, and traditional in every sense of the word. The scent of incense permeates the air all around you, and shows the traveler an unexpected side of Tokyo.  The surrounding area around the temple also strolls off into a series of pathways dotted with temples and shrines, further illustrating why Asakusa is the spiritual hub of Tokyo.
 
A few picture-perfect shots from the temple’s entrance, and we make our way through the market, back through the entrance gate, and onto the subway for our last and final destination:  Shinjuku.  Our travels in Tokyo have now come full circle as we head back to the area we first arrived two days before.   
 
Dusk is quickly approaching as we dart out of the train station and head for the Metropolitan Government Offices, a set of twin towers renowned for their sweeping views of the city.  From the North Tower’s observation deck, we view Tokyo from above, and only realize then the size and magnitude of the second biggest city in the world (with Mexico City taking first place).  In every direction, the city appears to extend into and beyond the horizon.  On clear days, we are informed legendary Mount Fuji can be seen, but would not be so lucky today with the arrival of an overcast afternoon.  Nevertheless, ask the evening arrives we watch as the city beneath us comes alive in a dance of light.
 
Postcards of Tokyo more often than not are images of a city with vibrant and colourful night scenes.  Tokyo truly is “a city of the night’’, and can only be experienced through a firsthand visit to see what all the hype is about.  Descending back down the North Tower, we hit the streets, bound for the centre of the Shinjuku area. 
 
The blackness of the night is illuminated by the blazing neon signs of Shinjuku.  All colours of the spectrum defiantly pierce the night sky as all around you, the bright lights of Shinjuku make their presence.  The closer to the centre of Shinjuku we get, the more spectacular the visual scenes become around us.  Once again, our senses are set into overdrive in order to take in all the visions and sounds that swirl around us. 
 
The sidewalks swell with people, the smell of food wafts from nearby restaurants, cars with large engines zoom by on the city streets, and storefront speakers blare loudly at potential customers passing by.  In any given minute, this is the scene in central Shinjuku, and an experience like no other to compare it to.  From high-end sushi restaurants and brightly-lit shopping complexes, to seedy strip bars and clubs offering all manner of erotic pleasures, Shinjuku is the vision of Tokyo many come to see.  Perhaps the Lonely Planet’s guide on Japan best sums up Shinjuku in the statement, “If you only had one day in Tokyo and wanted to experience the modern Japanese phenomenon, Shinjuku would be the place to go.”
 
Reality soon sets in as we realize only a few short hours remain in Tokyo, with Shinjuku topping off a whirlwind, three-day tour of the city.  One last subway ride to our hotel to pick up our bags, and it’s off to Tokyo station for our final ride back to Osaka.  And as the bus pulls out of the station, we take in our last glimpses of Tokyo’s night, as the bright lights gradually begin to fade into the darkness, and we hit the blacktop of the open highway.
 
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