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Harbaugh, Suh, & Ngwe Saung

Harbaugh, Suh, and Ngwe Saung. That’s my Sunday/Monday here in Myanmar.

If you don’t have Ngwe Saung on your fantasy team then you need to Google it now. Everything you want in a pick can be found in NS. The drawback may be speed since it took 8 hours to get here even though it’s only 110 miles away from Yangon.

As for Mr. Harbaugh let’s see if he actually comes to Michigan and saves us all from the hell we’ve endured for far too long. As for Suh, let’s see if he can do his rendition of Michael Vick and deliver the Lions a win at Lambeau.

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CNN Breaking News?

CNN is the worst. The news agency loves its slogan, “This is CNN”. Now, that trademark has taken on a whole new meaning confusing reporting for nonsense. Look to Twitter for CNN Breaking News that is more click bait than ‘extra, extra’.

Today, QZ8501 went missing en route from Surabaya to Singapore and every update from CNN’s broadcast starts with dramatic music, huge bold letters, then a repeat of the following details: it is too early to tell what happened with the flight.

Furthermore, and I know CNN isn’t the only one guilty of this, but why is it necessary to break down the lives of the passenger by country then point out that no Americans were on board?

Today one of the reporters clumsily said that the Obama administration didn’t consider this mystery as big a priority as aviation disasters of the past like MH370 because it was an AirBus, a French made plane, and because no Americans were listed on the manifest.

Really?

Finally, the media is trying to clump three flights with completely different circumstances to paint a picture of chaos in flying to and around SE Asia. Let’s understand that MH370’s disappearance, MH17’s fate, and QZ8501’s unknown status are all unrelated events.

CNN in its general insensitivity continues to cite all the flights together as if somehow they are related.

Breaking News: 162 People are missing.

That should be the story.

They Got the Golden Arches, Mine Is the Golden Arcs

More gold than a flight on Emirates A380. Welcome to Shewdagon Pagoda. The last stop of my Yangon tour should be your first.

Gold, gold, gold as far as the eye can see and even WI-FI for uploading selfie stick photos. While the commercialization of this historic landmark is not too pronounced, there were a few things that made it a bit tacky. The most obvious was the slot machine lights behind the individual Buddhas.

I suggest going first thing in the morning, something I put off doing and never did to avoid the rush of crowds and more importantly to be able to see the pagoda as it is meant to be seen, a place of worship.

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Fitting in Yangon

The Flight of the Conchords episode where Murray advises Bret and Jermaine to prominently carry a map of New York and avoid the main streets for back alleys to ensure their safety is the same mindset I have as a tourist in Yangon, Myanmar.

Nothing says outsider than someone that isn’t dressed in local attire. I ditched the kahkis for a longyi, a Burmese sheet of cloth and immediately blended in.

I’m sure the jade necklace and bracelet with the designer impostor Ray Bans went a long way to convince the Burmese that I was one of them. After all I did receive plenty of warm smiles.

Let's not forget about the traditional giant white camera.
Let’s not forget about the traditional giant white camera.

Merry Christmas from Yangon

Merry Christmas from Yangon!

Not quite because I’m delayed in Bangkok but I thought I’d send out what may be the last blog post of the year depending on WI-FI availability.

I’ve set up a tentative itinerary for my Myanmar experience while waiting for my flight to take off. It includes a few nights in Yangon, a beach on the Bay of Bengal, New Year’s in Mandalay, some river cruise to Bagan then onto somewhere else.

Hopefully somewhere else is not back to Mongolia but who knows what will happen.

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Merry Christmas to you and Jim Harbaugh.

 

 

Local or Chain: Chiang Rai Take 2

After a Twitter follower or observer Tweeted that Le Meridien Chiang Rai was worth a stay, I got over my backpacker ways and my hoarding of points proclivities by booking a one night stay here for 4000 points.

While a full review will probably take years to complete because I don’t foresee a return to Mongolia anytime soon, let me tell you that it’s well worth selling out your hippie spirit for the following:

1. Grand Suite upgrade

2. 500 bonus starpoints

3. Breakfast for 2

4. All You can drink happy hour from 5-7. 2 hours! Take that Conrad Maldives (where I was a year ago today).

5. And this view: (It doesn’t beat Maldives but whatever.)

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Local Or Chain? Chiang Rai

The tuk tuk pulled me into Le Meridien Chiang Rai which was a stunning resort from the outside. I walked to the check-in desk ready to use my suite upgrade recently awarded by SPG after staying 50 nights at Starwood hotels this year.

Then flashes of my SPG points balance went through my head as did my previous post “Shut Up and Book“. Torn, I went back to the tuk tuk, flipped a Baht coin, and the result gave me the answer: save your points, stay local.

So I did. And though I’m unimpressed with TripAdvisor’s recommendation, it gets the job done. Since I’m in Chiang Mai only for 2 nights to go on elephant adventures, visit temples, and journey to the hot springs, I believe I made the right choice.

The pool is nice enough.
The pool is nice enough.

 

Myanmar Visa: No Style Points

Avid travelers love to show off their passport stamps. One of my favorites is from China which features the Great Wall and Mandarin script. Today, after what turned out to be a small crusade I finally got my hands on the elusive visa for The Republic of the Union of Myanmar.

It is, in one word, lame.

And now it’s time for a ten hour overnight train to Chiang Mai.

Check it out folks!

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What Are You Doing on Khaosan Road?

“What are you doing on Khaosan Road?” the taxi driver asked as I jumped into a taxi and  hit the start button on the meter without asking for permission.

Like a priest asking for my confession, the taxi driver was looking into my soul to gauge my intentions for going to the street of fun and filth.

So what am I doing in Khaosan Road? Performing my civic duty of showing newcomers to Bangkok what to avoid. It’s a rite of passage for backpackers coming to Thailand to witness first-hand the ugliness of exploit tourism.

Khaosan is a cluster duck of everything that is worth seeing just to say you have been. Some may argue that an underground ping pong show should be the next stop. While l strongly disagree, I guess everyone is entitled to his or her own fetish.

What am I doing on Khaosan Road? The better question is what did you do on Khaosan Road.

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DJ Jazzy Jeff

The headliner and my headline is DJ Jazzy Jeff. Yesterday I went from the bright lights of Bangkok to the verge of blackout courtesy of beats by Jeff.

Often nobody asks me, “How do you become a travel blogger?” People actually post on that topic. Anyhow, someone needs to answer the question, “How do you become a world famous DJ?”

Points open the doors to party but being paid to do the same has to be a lot more fun than fumbling through the features of WordPress. Forget affiliate links, DJs make millions for publishing their Spotify playlist throughout the world.

That’s all I got for today. All complaints about the incoherence should be forward to Jazz.

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