Simply The Best: March 2024

Were you one of the fools who thought TPOL was done blogging? (see I Quit Blogging). It’s been ten years of blogging (see TPOL Is Ten And #MasterOfWon) and, for some reason, I still receive unsolicited advice on how to write my blog or how I am supposed to travel. It’s been ten years and somehow I can’t resist the urge to engage with the fools. But this is a post about the highlights from March 2024, so I’ll keep it positive by revealing the best. Here they are:
  1. Baghdad, Iraq: Day 1
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It was an indescribable feeling to walk around Baghdad. The personal history, the media’s portrayal, and what it is now all came together and left me speechless.
2. Guns & Butter: Tonga Travel Guide
a blue ocean with waves
Tonga was a wild experience.
3. Tonga Cave Diving, Jumping & Gimping
a cave with water and rocks
Don’t stop the recklessness. That was my theme when I was in Tonga. First, I went swimming with whales. Then I thought I would push my luck by checking out an underground cave full of fresh water.
4. $300 Delta Damaged Luggage Payment: Fair?
a broken suitcase with a handle
I accepted the $300 and can’t say I am too upset about it. What do you think?
5. Tonga to Fiji: Not The Same Business
a plane on the tarmac at night
12,500 and the out-of-pocket cost was still a great value, $28 vs. $466, but the hard product was not as lavish.
6. Travel Lesson: Leave the Duty-Free Wine Behind
a man sleeping on a couch in an airport
If I had no checked luggage, I could have proceeded through the faster transfer line.
7. This Is TPOL BREAKING NEWS: Ladyboy Fight in Bangkok
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In the ultimate, big dick competition, “Officers were called on Monday night when more than 100 local sex workers converged on a hotel being used by sex workers from the Philippines on the city’s Sukhumvit Road, part of a sprawling area of gogo bars, street workers, and massage parlors.

I Quit Blogging

I have spent ten years blogging (see TPOL Is Ten And #MasterOfWon). During that time, I have endured critical comments from many readers (see Happy Festivus! Airing of Points Grievances). Last week was the tipping point. After spending hours writing Baghdad, Iraq: Day 1 which no one read, I published Fiji Airways: Nadi to Samoa in Coach$300 Delta Damaged Luggage Payment: Fair?. The comments were demoralizing. Regarding the Fiji post, one reader wrote, “Service? Comfort? I came here from Boarding Area where this looked like a relevant review…” I was heartbroken that the reader did not find my post to be up to standard. Another comment from a reader, “Sometime I genuinely am concerned for your welfare.” He noted, “I wouldn’t live my life the way he does.” This comment shook me to the core. Maybe I am a bumbling fool. Maybe I shouldn’t continue to embark on adventures with reckless abandonment. If those comments weren’t bad enough, the comments regarding my damaged bag killed my spirit. “Exactly the type of person who’d use a fake rimowa… not even remotely surprised.” “You solicit your reader for input and respond with such derision as ‘the person who doesn’t travel that comments and hides in the basement.’ Insulting, to say the least. Do better.” Unfortunately, I can’t ‘do better.’ I am who I am and write the way I do. But rather than subject myself to further criticism and rather than insult the discerning readers who come to my site, I have decided to quit blogging effectively immediately.
a man in a car
Sad to see me go?
April Fools! If you don’t like my blog, you can, in the words of Gordon Ramsay…

$300 Delta Damaged Luggage Payment: Fair?

My first stop on the Bula! Fiji Hub Trip Report was Michigan. I flew Delta Premium Economy. While the Wi-Fi was good, I was not impressed with how they handled my luggage (see Delta Damaged Bag Premium Economy Flight Review). a broken suitcase with a handle I submitted a claim to Delta and months later they offered me $300. I tried to negotiate for more because my tennis racket was damaged. I sent them a receipt for its repair. Since I did not have a photo of it damaged, they rejected my claim. Ultimately, I accepted the $300 and can’t say I am too upset about it. What do you think?

Fiji Airways: Nadi to Samoa in Coach

Nadi to Samoa is part of the Bula! Fiji Hub Trip Report.
The business class party on Fiji Airways is over. It started in Vancouver (see Bula! Fiji Airways Vancouver to Nadi Flight Review) and went to and from Tonga (see Fiji Airways Nadi to Tonga: The Best Business 737 ExperienceTonga to Fiji: Not The Same Business). Flying to Samoa in economy was tolerable for two reasons: 1. It was only 21,500 Avios points instead of $739 one way (see Bus-Ted: Bula! Fiji Hub Points & Cash Summary). 2. The flight is only 1 hr and 55 minutes. a group of people sitting in an airplane

Baghdad, Iraq Day 1: Over Stimulation

Baghdad Day 1 is part of the Iraq Homecoming Trip Report.
What do you do when you have 3 nights in Baghdad? The answer is everything and nothing. I say everything because that’s plenty of time to become familiar with the city. I say nothing because it will be stimulus overload, making you wish that you had opted to stay in a nicer hotel with a pool retreat (see Baghdad Day 2 & Baghdad Day 3). Arrival Arriving in Baghdad was a surreal experience. I imagined the US armed forces using the airport as a base during the US occupation of Iraq. I imagined my parents leaving Saddam Hussein International Airport in the middle of the night under the cover of darkness in 1981 during the Iran-Iraq War. a plane on the tarmac Visa Americans can pay for visas on arrival. The cost is $77. Exact change is useful (see Iraq Visa on Arrival: Take a Seat, Hand Over Some Cash, Then Exit). a group of people sitting in chairs and a blue suitcase Airport It took a moment to comprehend that I was actually in Baghdad. a large airport with many people and luggage a parking lot with palm trees and a parking lot Transfer I paid $2620 for a private guide and driver for my 8-day tour of Iraq. My driver was waiting for me when I arrived and kindly greeted me by offering a cigarette. a man walking on a walkway Hotel Prices Included in the price was my accommodation. I was told that it was $60 a night for all my hotels throughout Iraq. I don’t know how every hotel was exactly the same price, but I had haggled enough for the tour price that I did not press for further details. I did check online and it said ‘contact hotel for rates.’ Hotel Imagine a guesthouse in Cambodia or Laos. That’s a three-star in Baghdad. The room smelled like smoke, the bathroom was dirty, and the furniture was well-dated. The bed, though firm, was surprisingly comfortable. While breakfast was included, it was not the big spread my mom would make on the weekends. They kept it simple: eggs, vegetables, and tea. a bed with a pillow on it a room with a tv and a chair a bathroom with a shower and sink a room with tables and chairs TPOL’s Tip: While a luxury hotel would have provided an oasis from the hustle and bustle of Baghdad, I am glad I did not pay $300-$400 a night to stay at an underwhelming 5-star. Sleep In After a full day at the Turkish Lounge in Istanbul (see Why I Still Don’t Like the Turkish Lounge in IST ) and a 2AM flight to Baghdad (see This Flight Is Bound for Baghdad: IST to BGW Turkish Flight Review), it was foolish to think that I would have enough energy to start my tour at 8:30 AM. I told the driver to give me until 9:30 AM. When I woke up at noon, I was met with angry messages from the guide who scolded me for my tardiness. TPOL’s Tip: Take half a day to rest, lest you want to start off your tour on the wrong foot. Espresso Needed With the drama somewhat resolved, we began the marathon tour of Baghdad. The first stop of the cradle of civilization was the espresso shop for much-needed caffeine. It’s 5000 ($3.82) dinars for an espresso. Whoever said Iraq is cheap was only partially accurate. a cup on a table Martyr Museum Propaganda is an effective tool to keep authoritarians in power. It dupes the masses into believing that things are the way they hope them to be rather what they actually are. The Martyr Monument, erected in 1983, pays homage to those who died in the Iraq-Iranian war. Inside, the names of the deceased are inscribed on the walls. The government has since repurposed the museum to pay tribute to those who were killed for rising up against Saddam and those who were killed by ISIS. There is a photo of Saddam with a noose over his head with the word ‘tyrant’ written below. Processing it all is challenging. Ultimately, the museum showcases the worst in humanity, a reminder that evil can be perpetrated no matter who is in charge. a large building with a dome on top of it a two large buildings in a desert two large round buildings in a desert a man standing in front of two large buildings a large blue and white building with a large blue and white structure a flag on a pedestal a building with a dome a large white room with columns and a staircase a display of photos on a wall a wall with writing on it a man standing on a staircase a road with palm trees and a building Palestine Hotel I vividly recall the start of the Persian Gulf War and CNN’s coverage with Bernard Shaw. I remember the Baghdad skyline being lit up by bombs, speaking of propaganda, ‘patriot’ missiles.’ I also recall the Palestine Hotel where journalists and diplomats have stayed throughout the years. Seeing it in person was surreal. a large building with many balconies a large building with many windows and trees in front of it One Thousand And One Nights Do you know the stories from One Thousand And One Nights? Monuments from the fable are all over Baghdad. The soft side of Iraq wasn’t something I thought I would see. a fountain in a park a statue of a man and woman in a park a statue of a woman and a man sitting on a bench a statue of a man and a woman sitting on a bench a path with palm trees and bushes Baghdad Tower (Formerly International Saddam Tower) It’s no Burk Khalifa in Dubai, but Iraq also has a burj called the Baghdad Tower. a building with a tower in the background

Al-Rahman Mosque

Following the second invasion of Iraq, Al-Rahman Mosque was not completed. It can be best seen from, of all places, a shopping mall. a man taking a picture of a city a large building with domes and a green lawn a city with palm trees 40th Birthday I have symbolically landed somewhere interesting on my birthday to write a story that begins with, “On my X birthday I landed in Y.” I used this strategy when I landed in Shanghai in 2010 to launch my career as an international attorney. Specifically, I wrote… ( a full account of what happened can be found in my book Everyone’s Advice Is Wrong . . . Including Mine). I tried it again in Shanghai 2018 in the Tahiti Triumph Trip Report. I had a visa issue then (see Visa Blunder Part 3: China Visa-Free Transit Disaster (again)) and ended up having to go to Hong Kong for the day (see Visa Blunder Part 5: An Unexpected Birthday in Hong Kong). Thus far the artificial idea of creating a prologue has not been parlayed into anything extraordinary. Not one to give up, I arrived in Baghdad on my 40th birthday, my first time visiting the country since my parents left in 1981. The official celebration happened in the mall restaurant, just as it would have had I been born here. a man sitting at a table with a plate of cake Shopping Mall There are no designer boutiques that you would find in the massive malls in Dubai. It wasn’t the fake market from Shanghai (see Fake Market Shanghai: 2019 Pricing Guide), but it was bootleg nonetheless.
a man riding a scooter on a road with cars and buildings
Imagining if I lived here and this being my neighborhood mall.
a building with a sign on the front The Hands of Victory The war between Iraq and Iran that lasted from 1980-1988. It devastated the country but Saddam declared victory nonetheless. To commemorate this ‘achievement,’ he built Victory Arch, also known as the the Swords of Qādisīyah. It is said that the hands that brace the swords are exact replicas of his hands. Unfortunately, the Hands are in the Green Zone which is off-limits to tourists and civilians. The only photo opportunity is driving by slowly and hoping to snag a few photos before the armed guard became too upset. I had two runs at it and am happy with the results.
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You don’t have to read Arabic to know what this means.
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This guy shouted it out to remind me.
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The fortified Green Zone.
a building on the side of a road a road with palm trees and a building a palm trees and a road sign a gated area with a metal structure and a sign a large arch with two large statues a sculpture of two crossed bones a large cannon in a desert a large sculpture of two heads Signs of Saddam One of the reasons I came to Iraq is because of my fascination with Saddam Hussein. I was disappointed that there are figuratively and literally no signs of Saddam in Baghdad. His omnipresence, both figuratively and literally, was everywhere during his reign. Now, it’s as if he never existed. The square where his statue was famously pulled down and stomped with sandals, an insult in Arab culture, stands empty except for a few fountains. The currency which also bore his face is a novelty souvenir that can be purchased for pennies on the dinar. It makes sense that public displays would be removed but like in the US, artifacts of our past should be in a museum. History should be scrubbed from the public domain.
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Even the Iraqi flag was changed.
Alcohol There are liquor stores in Iraq. The stereotype in America is that Chaldeans, Catholic Iraqis, own liquor stores. Many do or did. In Iraq, it’s the same with the Christians who are the proprietors of such establishments. To continue the Baghdad birthday, I went to a small Italian restaurant and had some meze and a few beers. That was the only time I drank alcohol in Iraq. a table with plates of food a man holding a glass of beer
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Tourist prices or is Baghdad expensive? $57 total.
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Should’ve gone with the arak
TPOL’s Tip: There are bars in Baghdad but most restaurants are dry. Overall It was an indescribable feeling to walk around Baghdad. The personal history, the media’s portrayal, and what it is now all came together and left me speechless. a street with palm trees and buildings a green and white tower
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Happy 40th: My face summarizes Baghdad, day 1.

Travel Lesson: Leave the Duty-Free Wine Behind

No Duty Free Wine is part of the Bula! Fiji Hub Trip Report. This post is also part of TPOL’s Travel Lessons where I recount all my travel mistakes for your education.
TPOL has been accused of being frugal. I am guilty as charged. Frugality comes at a cost. Here, I wasted time in the immigration line and on an airport bench instead of the lovely Fiji Airways Business Class Lounge (see Fiji Airways Lounge Nadi: Inside & Out). Here’s what happened: I had one night at the Sheraton Fiji before my island hopping of the South Pacific. Not realizing that I would be lavished with bottle after bottle of champagne at the hotel (see We Appreciate Your Loyalty!), I bought two bottles of mid-priced Sauvignon Blanc at the duty-free. I took said bottles to Tonga and did not drink them there. I figured since they made it that far I should take them to Samoa with me. That meant I had to check my bag in Tonga, reclaim it in Fiji, and then check it in again. I immediately regretted this decision when I landed and encountered the longest, slowest immigration queue. If I had no checked luggage, I could have proceeded through the faster transfer line. After over an hour of waiting, I finally cleared customs and retrieved my luggage. Since my flight to Samoa was not departing until 11:55AM and I had arrived at 6:15AM, I could not check-in for my next flight. While the aforementioned business class lounge is great, Fiji Airport is not. There is nowhere to sit and nothing to do.
a man sleeping on a couch in an airport
Sitting on the floor waiting for this guy’s nap to end.
Finally, I was able to check-in and then board the plane for Samoa. Of course, when I opened the bottles of Sauvignon Blanc in Samoa, I found both bottles to be quite disgusting. Serves me right for my frugality.

Tonga to Fiji: Not The Same Business

Fiji Airways Business Class Tonga to Fiji is part of the Bula! Fiji Hub Trip Report.
I left Tonga at 5:40 AM for Nadi, Fiji where I would have my second stay at the Fiji Business Class Lounge (see Fiji Airways Lounge Nadi: Inside & Out) while waiting for my flight to Samoa. The cost was the same in points, 12,500 and the out-of-pocket cost was still a great value, $28 vs. $466, but the hard product was not as lavish (see Fiji Airways Nadi to Tonga: The Best Business 737 Experience). a plane on the tarmac at night a plane on the tarmac at night
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What is this old chair?
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Still had champagne.
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And a good meal.
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Good AM Fiji!

Guns & Butter: Tonga Travel Guide

Tonga Travel Guide is part of the Bula! Fiji Hub Trip Report.
TPOL’s Guns & Butter Travel Guide is the best way to see as much as you can in as little time as possible. Here’s how it works: A trip is composed of two factors: Labor And Lazy. The opportunity cost (what is given up) for relaxing and being Lazy is gained by being adventurous in the form of Labor and vice versa. The guide includes inefficient activities i.e., tourist traps that should be avoided and aspirational activities that are worth doing but may be impossible to see given the constraints of time and resources.
I only heard of Tonga thanks to the 2018 Pyeongchang Winter Olympics and the handsome man, Pita Taufatofua, who participated in my favorite hobby- walking around with no shirt, and he did so on international TV. Abs obsession aside, here’s the game plan should you find yourself there: Getting There  The best way to fly to Tonga is from Fiji on Fiji Airways in business. It only costs 12,500 Avios and $52 versus $466 to fly business (see The Best Business 737 Experience). a group of airplanes parked on a tarmac two chairs in an airplane Where to Stay There are no points properties in Tonga. I picked a hotel because it had great reviews for pizza. The name of the establishment was Little Italy.a white building with arched balconies and stairs
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The pizza was damn delicious!
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And I enjoyed it in my bed.
a white building with arched balconies and a fence While $129/night is a bit steep, the service was awesome. They provided the contact information for the whale swimming (see Whale Swimming Tonga: What Was I Thinking?). They arranged my taxi to the Anahulu Cave (see Tonga Cave Diving, Jumping & Gimping). They arranged a taxi for my 3AM ride to the airport. Getting There, The Hotel Speaking of airports, it costs 70 TOP ($29) to get to the airport, though I was charged 80 TOP ($34) from the airport. Even on a remote island, hustling is required when it comes to airport transfers. TPOL’s TIP: T-Mobile’s international roaming plan did not work in Tonga. I recommend an e-sim. What I Did 
  • Whale Swimming: To summarize the post above, I have done my fair share of adventurous things. Some were riskier (and dumber) than others (see Wild One: TPOL’s Top Daredevil Activities). Swimming with whales in Tonga is officially at the top of the list for the most reckless activity.
a blue ocean with wavesa person swimming in the water Here’s how it looks in calm conditions: Here’s how it looked when I went: Then there was fully immunized, Alex ‘TPOL’ Rodgers gimping his way into the fresh water.
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One would never suspect a freshwater cave would be a few paces away from this beach.
What I Didn’t Do What I Would Skip 
  • I was not impressed with the dinner at the Seaview Lodge. The food was not expensive by Western standards but still too much for a casual night out. Lobster and octopus were $60. I should have skipped the $30 wine (see You Don’t Have to Order a Bottle of Wine). a man sitting at a table with a plate of food a plate of food on a table
What You Shouldn’t Skip 
  • Wings and beer at Billfish. It’s the watering hotel for foreigners and locals alike. I was there on a Friday night, and it was getting quite busy by the time I left, a wise choice given my 5:40AM flight (see Tonga to Fiji: Not The Same Business). a stage with signs and a sign on it a plate of food on a table a group of license plates a bottle of beer on a table
What I Was Told to Do Next Time 
  • Heilala Festival & Beauty Pageant which takes place at the end of June and July.
  • A cultural dance and dinner
  • Visit other islands in Tonga. I stayed in Nuku’alofa, the capital.a building with a sign on it
Overall Tonga was a wild experience.  

Tonga Cave Diving, Jumping & Gimping

Anahulu Cave Tonga is part of the Bula! Fiji Hub Trip Report.


Don’t stop the recklessness. That was my theme when I was in Tonga. First, I went swimming with whales (see What Was I Thinking?). Then I thought I would push my luck by checking out an underground cave full of fresh water. Getting There I hired a taxi to take me to my hotel, wait for me, and take me back. Entrance The place reminded me of The Goonies, I’m not sure who found this place, but entrance is not free. a sign on a corrugated metal walla stone stairs leading up to a hill
a stone structure in the woods
Go right?
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Go left?
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Go in.
The Cave  Careful walking through the limestone. The floor is slippery when wet. a cave with rocks and a path a cave with stalactites and stalagmites The Swimmers I didn’t expect that music would be blasting and that there would be a small party here. a cave with stalactites and stalagmites a cave with water and rocks The Divers There were crazy locals jumping, diving, and hanging off of the rocks. The Gimp  The crazy jumpers thought that out of fear was the reason I was hesitant to jump. They did not know that I had ruptured my Achilles in 2022 (see TPOL Is Down). A year and a half later, I still don’t have my Durant lift. Moving On It’s worth checking out the cave for a few minutes. a water in a cave a cave with water and stalactites The Beach Before heading out, I took a stroll on the remote beach. a path leading to a beach a path leading to a beacha beach with waves crashing on the shorea beach with waves crashing on the shorea beach with sand and water and blue sky The Earthquake On the way back, we heard there was an earthquake on the other side of the island. Like a scene from Baywatch, it would not be fun to be stuck in a cave waiting for Mitch to arrive.
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I’m happy the lights stayed on.
Overall  Enough hazardous behavior for one day.a man standing on a beach

Simply The Best: TPOL Is Ten And #MasterOfWon

Typically, on my blog anniversary, I write a post highlighting the best of years past (see Simply The Best). This time, I want to commemorate the event by looking forward. That way I will see if in ten years I have reached the goals that I have set for myself. Here is what you can look forward to in the upcoming years:
  1. Alexander The Author: I published my first book ten years ago, Everyone’s Advice Is Wrong . . . Including Mine. I am in the early stages of writing my first novel which will win an Oscar for best adapted screenplay.
  2. IQKhameleon: I had early success in developing this idea, especially during the World Cup. I have had a few setbacks, but I am not ready to give up on what will be a global sports brand.
  3. TPOL: What can you expect from TPOL as a blogger? First, you won’t see me on TikTok. That experiment, like YouTube, did not last long (see The End of Days: TPOL Joins TikTok & TPOL’s Way Out of Poverty Is Not Vlogging). Just because I won’t be dancing doesn’t mean I won’t be creating videos. Look for more drone videos to support the IQ idea (see VIDEO: SkyDio 2 Inaugural Flight: Rio Mar, Puerto Rico). Finally, you will see a new website from scratch which will be easier to navigate. I am also building in automation features which will allow me to post more frequently.
My goal is to expand my readership beyond those who are interested in points to those who are interested in Alexander Bachuwa, the #MasterOfWon. For that reason, I am spending much more time on LinkedIn promoting not only the projects above but also my other entrepreneurial pursuits. As far as travel goes, I have only been to 54% of the world for those that count UN figures (see Is Hawaii a Country?). While I still have so many places to go (see Where I’ve Been), I am going to be enjoying more residencies (see TPOL in Madrid: Why A Second Residency? & 2024 Residencies Announced! Barcelona, Buenos Aires, Cape Town). The blog turned 10 today and I turn 42 in May. The time is now to do anything and everything.
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Looking forward to another 10 years.