Sunday, August 28, 2011

Confessions of a Scuba Logbook

Scuba diving is fun!  Here's proof!  Excerpts from my logbook...

  • Failed narcosis test miserably.  Not bc I was “narc’d out”, but bc I can’t add 4+3.
  • Cage dive w/ great whites.  Chomped on cage in front of face.  Touched it.  NBD.  Ok, total lie.  EPIC!!!!
  • Shallow dive w/ pyjama and leopard cat sharks.  Brought squid with as bait.  They went nuts for it!  Crawling all over us.  We rolled them over, “tonic’d” them and hugged them like crazy!!!  I love sharks.
  • Total NatGeo dive.  Shark cinema!  Six tigers, 1 bull, 30-ish oceanic blacktips.  Begged DM to secretly let me stay down longer.  Came up with only 10 bar.  Stupid!  But worth it! One of the best dives of my life.
  • Dive buddy got attacked by titan trigger fish!  He totally freaked and pulled a CESA.  Dangerous!
  • Cleaner fish (remora) got fresh with me trying to clean my legs.
  • Holy negative entry! Sucked down 80 bar just fighting the current to get to the reef.
  • Lost my GD mask bc of shitty velcro. $35 wasted…
  • I <3 clown triggerfish!
  • No mantas, DAMMIT! BLARGH!  Last trip had 20...
  • Got the once over from a judgmental Napoleon wrasse.
  • Dive aborted bc diver caught in nasty current toward the abyss.  Diver from another boat lost for 1 hour. Scary!
  • Dive aborted bc diver (same one) swept off reef and ran out of air.  Blargh!  Hold your breath, people!  Sike, terrible idea.
  • Stare-down with territorial anemone fish
  • Holy mother of all moray eels!  Three feet around at least! 
  • I love me some crotchety old giant grouper
  • Sea snake! Heyoo!  They breathe air? Who knew? 
  • OCTO-MUTHA-EFFING-PUS!  Flashing colors, changing textures, so cool!  New favorite animal.  <3 <3 <3
  • OMG crazy fishball!  Would punch hand into it and it would dent and morph.  Cool!
  • Almost caught a lobster!  So frantic and goofy-looking.
  • New life goal: see a puffer fish puff.
  • Given an “American” gauge.  PSI and Feet versus Bar and Meters.  No idea how to read it.
  • Boring dive.  Entertained ourselves doing headstands in the sand, blowing bubble rings, planking the reef.
  • Full tunnel penetration...i.e. a swim-through a 60m cave/tunnel. Dope!
  • Anemone hat.  Turned around to see DM with an anemone on head looking like some rasta dude.  Never laughed so hard underwater in my life!
  • Cuttlefish the size of a giant football
  • MONSTERCRABS! ROOOOARRRR!  They even had tube coral growing on their backs.  Ridic!
  • DM found dying fish on reef.  I gave it my reg.  Shockingly, it still died.
  • THRESHER SHARKS, SUCKAS!  Tail as long as body.  Beautiful. Incredible.


    Friday, August 19, 2011

    Backpacker Conversations

    Being that backpacking entails bouncing around from place to place, you are meeting new people from all corners of the globe on a daily basis.  Hence, everyone has a similar list of questions and conversation topics to cover.

    Obligatory first introductions:
    •    Where you’re from
    •    How long you’ve been on the road
    •    Where you’ve been
    •    Where you’re going
    •    Where your favorite places have been
    •    What you’ve done
    •    If you are traveling with anyone
    •    What types of transportation you have used (i.e. how hard core you are)
    •    When you are returning home
    •    What you do (did) back home before traveling
    •    What you plan to do when you go back

    Granted, a lot of these conversations have become routine, but it’s always interesting to hear what everyone else’s stories are.  Many are similar -- gap year between school & work, holiday-makers, job-quitters, etc – but I like to hear how other people have worked travel into their lives.

    It also happens on a regular basis that I get to throw myself, and all of America, a pity party in regards to our piss poor, life-eroding lack of holiday time.  The conversation usually goes like so:
    ME: Hi, what did you get up to today? Any suggestions on things to do/see?
    THEM: Hi, yeah, we did blah blah blah and it was good.  We recommend it.
    ME: Cool, I’ll look into it.  So where are you from?
    THEM: We are from XYZ country.  Where in America are you from?
    ME: California, originally.  So have you guys been traveling for a while?
    THEM: Oh, we are just on holiday from work so we only have about 4 weeks to travel.  Yourself?
    ME: Not on holiday, exactly.  I quit my job and I've been traveling almost a year now
    THEM: Wow...you couldn’t just take time off from work?
    ME: Well, it’s a bit more complicated.  In the States we get about 12 days’ vacation a year and a handful of public holidays.
    THEM:  You are joking, right?
    ME: (shrug)
    THEM:  That’s insane! We start out getting 4 weeks and it goes up from there.  Plus public holidays.  How can anyone go anywhere?
    ME:  Well, a lot of people go to New Jersey.  Or TGI Friday’s. 

    Boo hoo.  Woe is me.  But you can't deny how crap that is.  The only places I’ve spoken with people about where they are worse off re: free time to “have a life” are South Korea and Japan, the #2 and #5 ranking countries on suicide rates.

    So that’s cool. 

    Perhaps Canada is in my near future.  Vancouver?  We'll see...

    Sunday, August 14, 2011

    Thailand. Meh.

    Ok, we are gonna start with a bit of a quiz.  I’ll throw out some phrases and you guess whether I’m describing the country of Thailand or the “actress” Lindsay Lohan.  

    Here we go:
    Overexploited
    Needs serious rehab
    Once pretty, now a hot mess
    A drunken, drugfest wasteland
    Looks good in magazines/brochures, but actually a big ol’ mess

    If you answered “both” for all of the above, you are correct.  So, in effect, Thailand is the Lindsay Lohan of Southeast Asia…or perhaps the world, but I haven’t been enough places to say for sure…I’ve heard Syria is a bit of a shit show as well…

    Ouch, I know.  Sorry, Thailand.

    Now would be a good time for me to make the disclaimer that I never got off the tourist trail, so every slam in here is only directed at the farang hot-spots of Bangkok (aka Kok-Vegas), Koh Tao, Krabi, Phi Phi and Phuket.  I am not intending to slam Thais at all, because I found them to be a happy and warm people.  I realize I’m generalizing to a major extent, but this is just what I saw in the short month I traveled around southern Thailand.  The north is apparently better, but having come from places like Africa and Nepal, my expectations were really high.

    Anyway, I would be lying if I didn’t admit to sort of hating on Thailand a bit.  The backpacker and tourist scene is so massive that I really believe it has ruined this country.  Sure, you could probably get out into some remote villages to get a better sense of “authentic” Thailand, but you’d have to go really out of your way to get there.

    Tourists are everywhere and Thai people have adapted to them.  Which has its ups and downs, but shouldn’t the tourists be adapting to Thai culture?  What you end up with is a bunch of Westerner enclaves with trendy chain restaurants, “massage” parlors, air-conditioned hotel rooms, 7Elevens and a 9:1 ratio of souvenir hawkers to every tourist.   And then you get the tourists and Thais interacting on such surface-level terms that it’s almost like the two are constantly butting heads and trying to rip each other off.  Thais try to rip tourists off by charging 5x the price of any good/service; tourists rip the Thais off by haggling to the point of insult/degradation all the while straining the local economy and culture.  It’s a vicious cycle.

    I’ve obviously passed my prime of backpacking around Thailand.  Most travelers here are university-age kids whose sole purpose is to seek out insane, raging full-moon parties, drug-toting beach boys and remain in a drunken, drugged state for most of their trip, then brag about how bad they blacked out the past 5 nights in a row.  Ridiculous.  Snore.  What’d you learn about the culture? Yep, that’s what I thought.

    When I started my trip I remember making a hypothesis that the more touristy a place is, the more abrasive and artificial it becomes.  Everything I’ve seen has confirmed this theory so far, and Thailand is a perfect example.  On the flipside, the fewer tourists and travelers around, the more genuine, warm, welcoming, and curious a place is.  Which, for me, is what I find most appealing about traveling.  Getting as far out of your comfort zone as possible makes for such a more rewarding experience.

    Look, tons of people love Thailand.  It does have a lot of natural beauty and some interesting heritage.  Unfortuantely, IMO, this has been smothered by the influx of tourism.  So now you can go to Thailand, ride an abused elephant, pet some drugged tigers and then get wasted on a beach somewhere.  Rad.

    I think I will come back one day and get way off the gringo trail.  I did spend a couple nights Couchsurfing on the southern coast so got a quick taste of what a true Thai village is like, and found it to be quite awesome.  I even played a game of badminton with an old Thai man that was super fun.  He spoke zero English but kicked my ass and laughed at me the whole time.  And I loved it.  It was great.  I also randomly inserted myself into an impromptu aerobics session in a parking lot with some menopause-aged Thai ladies.  They all came up to me after the class to ask me where I'm from, chat me up and invite me back to class the next day.  They were so cute and so fun.  So I know there is much more to Thailand than the crusty surface that I scratched.  I just obviously didn’t see much beyond that, which is definitely no one's fault but my own.

    But let’s end on some positive notes and send out some good vibes Thailand’s way.

    I LOVE that Koh Tao is the cheapest place in the world to get any scuba certification imaginable.  I finally got my advanced open water and saved a few hundred bucks in the process.

    I also got to stay at the fanciest resort I’ve ever stayed in my life.  And probably ever will.  I was somehow invited to spend time at the Pritzker family’s ocean-front villa on Phuket.  This place was unreal.  Ten-thousand-dollar-a-night unreal.  Here’s the description as according to the resort’s website: “the villa consists of six separate bedrooms finished with Thai furnishings, art and antiques. Villas enjoy private pools plus living and dining salas. Personal housekeepers and cooks are also on hand. Villas are ideal for small business gatherings, weddings and other special events.”  That, or for a group of freeloaders with the right connections.  Hell yeah.