Tag - travel

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A Trip Away
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Cambodia – The Good, The Bad & The Ugly
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My Tour of Nong Nooch Botanical Garden
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My Peruvian Culinary Tour
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Cotahuasi Canyon
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My Japanese Culinary Tour
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Lake Como
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Traditional Sushi Dining Experience

A Trip Away

Last week I went to Norfolk for three nights. Little did I know on departing that a national petrol crisis was poised to begin. Fortunately, I was able to secure enough petrol to make the 150+ mile trip home. Not planning to go anywhere until the petrol fiasco ends. That may not be happening anytime soon despite the government’s claims to the contrary. Anyway, back to the trip.

New location; same animals. Captured these roe in a fen field first thing in the morning.

Trigga and a female viszla we came across on a walk.

A mute swan.

Time for a swim.

Back in the day whale bones, bones from slaughterhouses, and even human bones were ground down into bonemeal at the Narborough Bone Mill. The bonemeal was used for fertiliser.

Don’t believe me. You can read all about it here.

A mediaeval church in Narborough.

You can’t beat meat from the butcher, especially not this butcher.

Burgers from the butcher.

I wasn’t the only who tucked in.

If you come across any petrol let me know, I’ve only got eight miles left. For those of you who use the metric system, that’s not a lot. Have a great weekend.

Cambodia – The Good, The Bad & The Ugly

I’ve been out in Cambodia briefly. A strange time to travel what with the global epidemic, but I needed a break from the relentless rain. As for the trip, it was good, bad and ugly. In hindsight I probably wouldn’t have chosen to spend much of my time in Sihanoukville on the Cambodian coast. The city is in the process of being turned into a Chinese gambling destination. Or at least it was – the coronavirus has resulted in many would-be Chinese tourists staying at home. And due to an online casino gambling ban, the majority of the 100+ casinos are closed for now.

Unbeknown to me, the city had just been dug up in order to build new roads and water pipes, resulting in the place resembling a post-Apocalyptic nightmare. All western tourist amenities (bars etc.) have been bulldozered.

It is a dirty, dusty and unforgiving environment. No fun for the city’s residents, especially those with respiratory complaints. If and when the Chinese reappear in numbers, their navy and air force are expected to join them.

Factory-bound workers.

Fortunately, the resort I was staying at was on the edge of town. It was by and large fairly pleasant.

There are islands off Sihanoukville. I made a couple of day trips to one of them – Koh Rong Samloem. This idyllic paradise felt a world away from the urban nightmare.

I also spent a few day in the capital, Phnom Penh. My activities included a cruise on the Mekong. It wasn’t the most scenic of cruises.

The Royal Palace proved to be a more ascetically pleasing outing.

Pigeons beside the Mekong in downtown Phnom Penh.

Once you get away from the main thoroughfares, much of the city is a rubbish-strewn dump.

Octopus and a beer.

Tawdry, ill-advised advertising.

A delicious crab soup.

These oriental-style ribs were exceptionally good.

A ‘Boutique Hotel’ (see middle)

Phnom Penh’s Golden Temple.

I hope you enjoyed my whistle-stop tour of Sihanoukville and Phnom Penh. See you next week.

My Tour of Nong Nooch Botanical Garden

This is the third and final post about my trip to Thailand. While out there I visited the famous Nong Nooch botanical garden, a place billed as one of the world’s most beautiful gardens.

Some of this expansive garden is truly spectacular.

Water features heavily here.

Elephants are a popular mode of transport at Nong Nooch.

There is an abundance of remarkable trees and plants.

The Thais seem to have a predilection for merging the serene and pristine with the gaudy and the ersatz.

The plethora of plastic flamingos were not to my liking, but they were preferable to these random, ill-advised Dalmatians.

So this is where all of London’s telephone boxes have gone.

The French Garden is in my opinion Nong Nook’s most spectacular feature.

My Peruvian Culinary Tour

Last week I wrote about my recent trip to Cotahuasi Canyon in Peru. Today’s post is dedicated to my Peruvian culinary experiences.

Ceviche is a seafood dish popular in the coastal regions of Peru. The seafood is cooked not by heat but by the acidity of the lime/lemon juice it is soaked in. The acid changes the structure of the proteins in the fish, essentially “cooking” it. Ceviche was the first meal I ate in Peru. See below.

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There are numerous other seafood dishes including chicharron de camarones (fried shrimps).

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And here is some Peruvian-inspired sushi.

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Anticuchos (grilled beef hearts) are extremely popular in Peru, and for good reason.

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Not all the food in Peru looks appealing as these cow faces testify. No idea what you are supposed to do with them.

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The only thing that made me ill was a pizza made with very slightly rancid cheese. 48 hours later and 3 kilograms lighter I found myself pinning for pizza once again. I got lucky second time around.

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Below is a picture of me drinking a mug of quinoa juice at a bus station in Cotahuasi Canyon. The juice is so viscous it is more akin to food than drink.

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In Cotahuasi Canyon the population thrive on a healthy diet that in addition to quinoa includes avocado and trucha (trout) from the canyon’s river.

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Meals aren’t always easy to come by in the canyon. When I wasn’t dining on the above I survived on bread and the aptly named Sublime, a brand of chocolate sold throughout the province.

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After returning to the city of Arequipa from my all night bus ride I was feeling very hungry so I ordered this steak and chips.

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Realising that I had forgotten to order salad, I said to the waiter, ‘Salada por favor.’

Waiter: ‘¿Salada?’

Me: ‘Si, salada.’

The waiter disappeared, emerging moments later with a salt mill which he plonked on my table.

‘Non salt. Salada. Sa-lada.’ I was prodding at the salad option on the menu as I said this.

Waiter: ‘AH. Sa-la-da.’

Below is an alpaca kebab I had in Cusco. It tasted rather like lamb if I remember correctly.

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For dessert I had this award winning decadent chocolate creation, which I considered to be overly ornate, but it tasted good.

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Pisco sour is a popular alcoholic drink in Peru.

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No Peruvian culinary tour would be complete without guinea pig, or cuy as they refer to them in Spanish. Below is a picture of me about to tuck into this Andean speciality.

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In Cusco guinea pigs are served roasted (see below) whilst in the south they tend to be fried. What did I think of the guinea pig? Pleasant enough though rather hard work. There is a lot of fat on a guinea pig you see, but not much in the way of meat.

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Cotahuasi Canyon

This week we take a sojourn from the usual literary-related theme. As I have recently returned from Peru I am dedicating this post to my travels there.

After visiting Lima, Cusco and Machu Picchu I was in dire need of a break from poncho clad tourists, so I headed to the remote Cotahuasi Canyon. The canyon is a 9 hour bus journey from the southern city of Arequipa.

Any fatigue was forgotten on arrival.

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Below is a picture of me posing beside a cactus.

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Travelling to different parts of the canyon entails traversing its unpaved roads in public buses.

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The view from the bus.

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The roads are often blocked with debris from avalanches (see below).

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Memorials are a regular sight on the canyon’s roads.

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Away from the road the canyon is an idyllic place.

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Every village in the canyon has a church.

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And most have a bullring.

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Living conditions in the canyon can be rudimentary.

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Donkeys are the only mode of transport in the more remote villages where it appears little has changed for hundreds of years.

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That is until I ventured into a house.

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Canyon residents gathered outside a dwelling.

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And this is a bridge I had to cross. Note the man taking a nap in the middle. Did I mention that I’m scared of heights.

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Fortunately the bridge was in fairly good condition.

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The same cannot be said of the next bridge.

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These are agricultural terraces built by the pre Incan Wari people.

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Below is a picture of my guide posing in the Wari Cemetery.

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The human bones here date to about 700 A.D.

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Is there anything in this world as cathartic as water and a blue sky?

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A forest of cactuses.

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On my last day in the canyon I ventured too far from the town to get back in time for the once daily bus back to Arequipa. I was fortunate to come across this motorised rickshaw. I made it back just in time.

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Bridges not withstanding I thoroughly enjoyed my 3 days trekking in Cotahuasi Canyon.

My Japanese Culinary Tour

This week’s blog post is devoted to the dizzying array of culinary delights that I came across in Japan.

Osechi (see below) is traditional Japanese New Year’s fare.  Osechi are served in boxes called jūbako (重箱).

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On New Year’s Day there was also an abundance of sushi on offer.

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Noodles are very popular in Japan, particularly at lunchtime.  Below is a picture of a bowl of Soba noodles complete with egg, spinach and a tempura prawn.

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Here is a picture I took of a chef making Soba noodles.

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In my humble opinion Japanese KFC is far superior to the British version, and that is to say nothing of the customer service – read smiling and servility (including bowing).  What more could anyone ask for from a fast food restaurant?

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Whale meat is still widely eaten in Japan, much to the annoyance of Greenpeace.  Below is a picture of whale bacon for sale in a fish market that I visited.

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A strawberry and wasabi flavoured ice-cream.

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There are a number of different types of restaurants that serve meat in Japan, including Teppanyaki and Yaki Niku (see below), where the customer cooks the meat themselves.

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Below are two plates of gyoza.  I went on to order a third.  Gyoza are delicious but not particularly healthy.

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A bowl of eel (unagi) on rice that I had for lunch one day in a traditional Japanese restaurant.

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This sausage on a stick (see below) was probably the least appetising thing I ate in Japan.  They can be purchased from service stations, and are best avoided.

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The Japanese love ornate culinary displays (see below).

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And yet more sushi.

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Lake Como

Last week I went on holiday to Lake Como in Italy.

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After being led on a wild goose chase by my rental car’s GPS system I finally arrived at my destination.

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I found the lake to be a tranquil and serene place.

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Having checked into my hotel I headed out into town, where I found a bar at the top of a long flight of steps.  This is a picture of your esteemed author posing with umbrella half way up the steps.

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The bar’s cavernous interior boasted a dizzying selection of vino.  There were a lot of customers in the bar and I had difficultly getting the bar staffs attention.  I concluded that I needed to utilise some hand gestures, as I know Italians love those, though they didn’t seem to appreciate the ones I used.

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Finally I was successful in obtaining a selection of apéritifs.

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The below picture was taken on the way out of the bar not in a subterranean police cell.

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Ferries are the preferred mode of transport for visiting the lake’s numerous villages and towns.

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My first port of call was the picturesque town of Varenna, where you’ll always find a tourist getting in the way of your photo.

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Below is Varenna church.  At least I am pretty sure it is Varenna church.  I saw so many churches that there is small chance that I  might be wrong.

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Midmorning I stopped for a Peroni, followed shortly thereafter by a chocolate and pistachio gelato.

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This is one of the many beautiful houses that surround the lake.

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I always seek out the less salubrious side of everywhere I go.  In the suburbs of Como I came across this derelict hotel with a view of the main road.

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Another day another meat and cheese antipasto.

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I would highly recommend Lake Como to anyone who does not suffer from aquaphobia.

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Traditional Sushi Dining Experience

I have been to numerous sushi restaurants in Japan, but none quite like the one in which I am now sitting, ideally located many hundreds of miles south of the leaking Fukushima nuclear plant.  This particular restaurant is so popular that to avoid disappointment, bookings should be made at least a month in advance.  On entering the premises, there is surprise that the dining area consists of a single counter with six seats and I wonder how the establishment could possibly turn a profit from so few seats.  I bid the chef and my fellow diners Kombanwa (Good evening), then sit down and order a beer.  I am informed that I will be not be drinking beer but rather green tea, as it does not interfere with the taste of the sushi.  With some assistance, I inform the waitress that I will take my chances with the beer.  This proves to no avail.  Apparently traditional sushi restaurants only serve green tea.

Admonishing myself for my ignorance, I inspect the ornate dining utensils in front of me, see Picture 1.  The dripping water visible behind the counter is to wash ones hands after each serving.  Picture 2 is of the sushi counter, if you were wondering what the white substance is, it is salt.

The meal consists of eighteen separate servings.  Not only is each sushi exquisitely presented, but they are perfection, quite superior in fact to any I have previously encountered.

My particular favourites are the tuna, which literally melts in the mouth and the sea eel which is soft, succulent and served warm.  There is even poisonous puffer fish sushi (see image ); a local speciality.  The waitress constantly replaces our cups of green tea, so as to keep the liquid at the perfect temperature to cleanse the pallet after each serving.

Having finished the meal, I continue sipping green tea, contemplating on how this has been the best sushi experience of my life. Sometime later a diner to my left remarks in broken English that I am looking a little green and suggests it might be a result of the poisonous puffer fish.  The chef casts a nervous glance in my direction.  They need not be concerned; my complexion is merely the result of the contents of the bill.  It is now abundantly clear how the restaurant is able to operate with so few seats.

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