To Sua Ocean Trench Samoa: Why I Loath Instagram

To Sua Ocean Trench Samoa is part of the Bula! Fiji Hub Trip Report.
My takeaway after visiting To Sua Ocean Trench in Samoa is that Instagram has made travel unbearable. There are too many selfies, too many tourists, and too many people in my way. Instead of appreciating this giant swimming hole, the literal translation of To Sua, I was preoccupied with the crowds of people all looking for the perfect photo opp. a rock with white text on it in a grassy area with a blue fencea view of a beach and a body of water from a hill a tree on a hill by the ocean a hole in a green plant
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TPOL is here people, get out!
The one deterrent to complete overcrowding was the ladder to access the trench. With only one Achilles (see TPOL Is Down), I was concerned about climbing down. That was not as harrowing as it looks.
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Me going down the ladder.
After some patience, I was able to come away with these photos (for my IG account). a cave with a bridge and trees a hole in the ground with trees and a building in the background TPOL’s Tip: I hired a driver to take me to the trench. That day the roads were flooded making it a wise decision. The cost of the island tour was $97. TPOL’s Tip: It costs $7 to visit the trench. TPOL’s Tip: A rainy day keeps the tourists away.
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Victory
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Over
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Tourists

Courtyard Marriott Jamaica: For Carnival, Stay at the AC

Courtyard Hotel Review is part of the Carnival Jamaica: TPOL Goes to Candy Land Trip Report.
a building with trees and cars parked on the side of it Carnivals are a money grab (see Capitalism Killed Carnival). To offset the exploitation, it is wise to book a hotel with points. This is difficult to do far in advance (see Jamaica Carnival: Marriott Still Unavailable), but patience is rewarded as the date approaches. I had two choices for my stay in Kingston: the AC Kingston or the Courtyard. While the AC was a newer hotel, the Courtyard was cheaper on points and located right next to the costume pick-up. I went with the latter and here’s what I found: Room  There was a standard room with basic amenities. a room with a bed and chair a blue chair and ottoman in a corner of a room
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Not the best view
Bathroom I would prefer an infinity shower for next day hangovers. a bathroom with a mirror and sink a shower with a white curtain and black bottles a group of bottles of shampoo Coffee There was no espresso maker in the room. Worse, the price of an espresso at the bar depended on who was ringing it up. I would ask for a doppio and be charged $6, the price for 2 espressos, or I would be charged $4.50, the price of a double. Imagine my anger when in the middle of the Carnival parade, I discovered that there is a Starbucks at the AC Hotel and that the cost of a double espresso is $2!a tray with coffee maker and cups and water bottles on a table $10 Food & Beverage Credit What would you buy with your food and beverage credit? a bottle of beer on a counter a receipt on a leather surface Bonvoy Appreciation Night  I arrived on a Wednesday. That night there was an open bar for those with Marriott status. That was the highlight of my stay.a patio with a green wall and a table and chairs a bottle of liquor on a table Overall Looking back, I suggest staying at the AC. The hotel is right on the carnival route. There is a Starbucks. And it’s brand new.

Sunday Fun/Run Day: Spring in Madrid

Sunday Madrid is part of The Adios Puerto Rico, Hola España Trip Report. Read TPOL in Madrid: Why A Second Residency?
What’s there to do in Madrid on a Sunday when winter turns to spring? My first recommendation is shopping in the Salamanca neighborhood followed by tapas at the endless bars (see Best Tapas Madrid: No Budget Cuts Here). Another excellent option is a run through the city culminating at El Retiro Park.
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Cybele Palace
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Retiro Park
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Retiro Park
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Retiro Park
From there, a stop at James Joyce Irish Pub is a healthy addition. a sign on a building Just be sure you support the right team.
TPOL’s Tip: James Joyce is located at C. de Alcalá, 59, Salamanca, 28014 Madrid, Spain After that, why not order a bottle of cava? a bench outside of a buildinga person pouring a glass of champagne a glass of wine and a cup of coffee on a table TPOL’s Tip: El Pabellón del Espejo is located at Paseo de Recoletos, 31 Madrid 28004. Overall My residency in Madrid started with chilly winter nights and mild days. My residency ended at the start of spring, leaving me wanting to return to this great city.  

Qatar World Cup Day 1: USA vs. Netherlands

World Cup Day 1: USA vs. Netherlands is part of the Qatar World Cup Trip Report.
If you have five nights in Doha, good luck trying to occupy the time (see Guns & Butter: Doha Travel Guide). If you have five nights in Doha during the knockout stage of the World Cup (see The Beautiful Game, A Beautiful Time: World Cup Recap!), you will be thankful there’s not much more to do than see the greatest tournament on earth. QSuites to Doha  Food poisoning/AC flu? In the middle of my QSuites flight from MIA to DOH (see Flight Review MIA-DOH: Qsuites to the World Cup!), I got the chills and felt instantly weak. I had read that both the Dutch team and the US coaches had a flu-like illness. I wondered if I had the same affliction. Arrival Lounge? I flew QSuites for the third time this year (see QSuites: The Best Business Class Flight? & QSuites DOH-MIA: Maybe SQ Is Better). Normally, I would take advantage of the arrival lounge like I did in Abu Dhabi when I flew Etihad or when I went to London on Virgin (see Etihad Arrivals Lounge: Time for a Proper Shave & Virgin Atlantic Revivals Lounge LHR: Call Me George Jetson). However, the priority was to get back to the room and prepare for the US vs. Netherlands game. Learning from my experience in Milan, where I almost cost myself dinner by stopping for a beer en route to the hotel, this time I recognized there was no time for superficial detours (see Late Night Bite in Milan). Fan Gear?  I did not have a Team USA jersey. All I had was a Team USA Urban Turban (For Sale on clearance here). I could go to a FIFA store and buy one. I should have known better than to go to the Souq Waqif, the fake old town, to try and find one (see Guns & Butter: Doha, Qatar Travel Guide). There was nothing for sale and no Uber to be found. I ended up stuck in interminable traffic in an Uber instead of using the free and perfectly planned bus rides to the stadium (see Qatar 2022: Tremendous World Cup Logistics). TPOL’s Tip: Show up prepared with fan gear. Uber After over an hour in traffic, I could finally see Khalifa Stadium. Perhaps we would make it in time for the national anthem, I thought. Then the Uber made a right turn away from the stadium. We had to go in the opposite direction only to return to where we started. This time, I told the Uber driver to stop. I opted to walk the rest of the way. I did not realize that the entrance was still a long way away. Flu aside, I decided to run and saw other Americans running as well. Chants of “USA! USA!” began to ring out. This was the World Cup excitement that I had come (and overpaid) to see (see The Guide to Buying Tickets for the World Cup And Other Big Events).
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Khalifa International Stadium‎
USA vs. Netherlands  Unfortunately, that was the second-best moment of the night. Upon entering the stadium, I had to run up nine levels. I was only able to record the sound of the national anthem and did not get to see America take the field.
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Another level up and another level up until level 9.
When I arrived at my seats, I thought I would be surrounded by American fans. My plan was to give away the turbans to fellow supporters. Instead, I saw no American fans, just bystanders who had no affinity for either side.a stadium with a football field and people in the stands
The place lacked energy. Even when the Dutch scored, nothing happened. I wondered if this was because I was sitting in the nosebleeds, if this was a result of no alcohol, or if the tickets were given to migrant workers to fill up the stands. I was told that Americans purchased more tickets than any other country. If this was true, where were they? Down 1-0, the game dragged on. With 1 minute left in stoppage time, I was eager to see who would be walking around the concession stands. Of course, within that minute, the Dutch scored again, putting the US and me in a deeper hole.
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$8 for Budweiser Zero
Typically at half-time, there is a buzz around the concourse as the fans sprint to buy food and drinks. This was more of a funeral. I did see Americans but the mood was subdued. Was this really the World Cup? Did I make a mistake by coming?
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This is the World Cup?
Second Half The second half started and I made my way back to my overpriced seats. There was one fleeting moment of joy when the US scored. Hope didn’t last long as soon after that the Dutch scored to end all chances of a comeback. Watching Team USA is like watching the Lions on Hard Knocks, I had to question where the talent was on this team. They may have the drive but who besides Pullsic and the goalkeeper possessed the pizazz needed to challenge the best of the world? I saw little sign of hope when I watched the US play Iran and was annoyed that I had paid $1300 to see such a lackluster performance in such a blasé environment. On top of that, on this night, I had generated zero buzz for the turbans.
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Beautiful turbans
Argentina vs. Australia The adrenaline was gone. My body was weak but Argentina was playing next. I could not physically get myself to go to another game and I did not have the Wi-Fi capability to look for tickets. Instead of paying for an Uber, I followed the organized signs for the buses. I was impressed that there were busses that went to the next game, busses that went back to central Doha, and busses that went to the Fan Festival, my next stop. a large green field with lights on the side Food It was 9PM, an hour before kickoff. I had not eaten since the flight and was running on empty. I saw a sign that read ‘Fudruckers’. Could this restaurant from my youth still be in existence? I walked from the entrance of the Fan Festival to find out. A half-pound burger and melted cheese later, I had the energy I needed to watch the next match. Fan Festival As I wrote, the logistics of this tournament were perfect. There was an orderly queue to get into the watch zone where my Hayya card was scanned (see Epic Failure: Denied Boarding for the World Cup), followed by a security screening. I walked to the park where the giant screen showed the game was underway. Once again, I found myself surrounded by bystanders but there were zero from Australia and next to none from Argentina. What was this manufactured World Cup? Did they pay people to come out to watch these games? Like the US game, there was one moment of excitement when Argentina scored. The crowd of bots erupted with joy.a large screen with a football field on it At halftime, I had to get out of there. My body wanted to give up, my mind wanted to as well. I was convinced that this was going to be the worst World Cup in history. Before I put the headstone that would read the same, I decided to go to the one place where I thought there would be signs of life: the bar. Metro? This Way Doha is tiny. It is impossible to get lost. During the World Cup, this was reinforced by the funny and helpful guides that chanted out ‘Metro? This way.’ Everyone enjoyed their comedy and it became an ongoing theme throughout the trip.
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Follow the dull crowd to the metro.
Marriott Marquis Champions Bar The last time I was in Doha, I spent too many nights at Champions Bar. It is one of the few places that is constantly busy and lively. I was able to watch the end of the Argentina game. The Socceroos almost pulled off the upset. Overall Day 1 was a mixture of fun and disappointment. The stop-and-go excitement was consistent throughout my World Cup experience.

Simply The Best: October 2024

TPOL is the best in travel. And now he is the best in golf (see Breaking 90: TPOL’s Wins the Club Championship** & TPOL Finishes 3rd in Member Guest). Next up is Vlog greatness (DJI Store Barcelona: A Great Upgrade for an Unpublished Vlog). No longer humble, I present the top posts from October.
  1. Mosul, Iraq Day 1: The Best Homemade Food in the World
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    Mosul is fantastic. The city is alive. The people are lovely. The food is great.
  2. Looking to Avoid Prison? Read the Blog, Mr. Mayor
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    If you’re going to be busted over airline upgrades, make the charge worth it by flying Emirates, SQ, or Cathay
  3. Border Crossing on Foot: Spain to Gibraltar
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    Many have speculated if TPOL is in the CIA.
  4. Can Paixano Barcelona: The Best Place on Earth
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    If you don’t like this place, chances are high that I will not like you.
  5. Muay Thai Medellin: Chapter 3 of My Combat Journey
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    Do you get sick of shit talking blog readers? Do you want to do something about it?
  6. Mont Bar Barcelona: Am I Michelin Material?
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    The cost of this foray into culture was 340 euros for two. Given the laughs, the food, and the experience, it was money well spent.
  7. Guns & Butter: Barcelona Travel Guide
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    Residents of Barcelona: Holster your water guns. While I will do my residency in Barcelona one day, I have no immediate plans of doing so. I prefer Madrid.

No TikTok for TPOL, How About LinkedIn?

I tried to make it on TikTok (see The End of Days: TPOL Joins TikTok). I am happy to say that I failed. To grow the brand beyond TPOL the blogger, I have started a Vlog (see Creeper Cam Is Back: Alexander Bachuwa Launches the Vlog). To showcase the multiple talents of Alexander Bachuwa, aka #masterofwon, I have launched the TPOL newsletter on LinkedIn. This is a flip-flop from my About Page where in 2013 I wrote, “Just follow me on Facebook, Twitter, Google+, Instagram, Tumblr, Reddit, MySpace, Renren (the Chinese Facebook) and this blog, to find out how. No, you won’t find me in the virtual cubicle better known as LinkedIn.” Disclaimer: This will be the second time I’ve tried to launch via LinkedIn. The first was in 2019 (Coming to LinkedIn, TPOL’s Vlog!). Perhaps it’s time to update my about page. Here’s to more social media! a man standing next to a large football ball  

TPOL Finishes 3rd in Member Guest

3rd place is part of the TPOL to LIV PGA Trip Report.
I am inching closer to my dream of representing Iraq in golf in the Olympics. Last Saturday, I finished third in my flight in the Member-Guest tournament. I almost gave it away on the second to last hole. My partner shanked his drive 48 yards. Cautious, I abandoned my full drive swing for a prudent three-quarter swing. Unfortunately or rum-misfortunately, I was aimed right at the out-of-bounds marker. And that’s where the ball went. Fortunately, my 3 wood has improved dramatically, leading to this:
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A bogey was fine for us.
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I am not a big fan of net, but it’s better than my inaugural last place finish in 2018.
   

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Muay Thai Medellin: Chapter 3 of My Combat Journey

Muay Thai Medellin is part of the Birthday Bash Trip Report.
Do you get sick of shit talking blog readers? Do you want to do something about it? Since they will never leave their basements and since assault charges are not a good idea, I recommend taking up Muay Thai. Hitting pads and sparring provide the necessary release without the legal expense. I started my Muay Thai journey accidentally as part of my Residency in Melbourne, Australia (see Muay Thai Melbourne). When I left Melbourne, I went directly to  Bangkok for Residency where I continued my Muay Thai studies (see Muay Thai Thailand Recap). Back in Puerto Rico, I tried to resume training but found no viable, cost-effective options. In Medellin for a week as part of my Sane Asylum Getaway, I went to Zona De Combate MMA for private lessons. I was impressed with the instruction but not impressed with how out of (fighting) shape I was. Unfortunately, I only had time for two lessons. Nevertheless, I learned plenty.
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Bring your own gloves.
a building with a sign and a motorcycle parked in front of itTPOL’s Tip: Zona de Combate is located at CRA 49 #16 – 16 El Poblado, Medellín, Colombia. Follow them on IG. a boxing ring and punching bags in a gymTPOL’s Tip: 2 private lessons cost 160k pesos or $41. That’s cheaper than Bangkok! The Trainees Yours Truly  TPOL’s Tip: Buy your Urban Turban here. Overall What a great experience. a man standing next to another man in a gym
Follow my instructor Jorge MMA 12 on IG. I will be returning for more lessons in the near future.

Mosul, Iraq Day 1: The Best Homemade Food in the World

Mosul Day 1 is part of the Iraq Homecoming Trip Report.

After Samarra, the next stop on this epic adventure was Mosul. The freeway to Mosul is littered with speed bumps. ISIS strategically destroyed the road to impair the Iraqi army’s ability to advance to this northern city.
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We had to drive off the road.
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Then back onto the road.
I knew nothing about Mosul before visiting this historic city. I had only heard of it from the news. And all of the news coming out of Mosul was bad. It was ISIS ISIS ISIS, all the time. When I said I was visiting Mosul, I was told it was too dangerous. The wildest thing happened when I arrived. I went for lunch and found that people lived in Mosul, normal people who have kids, and families. Normal people who go to lunch, talk, and laugh. The only sign of ISIS was the carnage and destruction they caused while holding the people of Mosul hostage. Like Baghdad, Mosul is a victim of one-sided media coverage. Report enough bad stories with terrorism buzzwords and of course, the world will believe that Iraq still is a war zone. In this Travel Guide, I strive to portray Mosul as it is, focusing on the challenges the city faces, but more importantly, the resiliency it has shown despite being written off by the world. Checkpoint The checkpoint adventure continued but unlike the seriousness on the way to Samarra (see Navigating Iraqi Checkpoints: The Road to Samarra), the final checkpoint before arriving in Mosul was entertaining. This time a smart dressed man came loaded with questions. He heard from my tour guide that I was Iraqi American and decided to have fun asking me questions in Arabic. He rather enjoyed my limited language skills. “How old are you?” I told him 40. He quickly replied that he did not believe me. That was nice. Then he asked me where I lived. He started laughing when I told him I was a lawyer living in Puerto Rico. Finally, he let us go. But as he did, he told me in Arabic that he would cry for me no sooner than the moment I left. Lunch For lunch, there’s only one place to go, مطعم خالد للكص .كص or Khaled Al-Kass Restaurant. He is better known as the ‘Father of Shwarma.’ In our house, we call it ‘gus and tomata.’ Like the Soup Nazi episode, there’s a procedure for ordering. Step 1: Grab a bowl. Step 2: Grab a piece of bread. Step 3: Slide your tray down down. Step 4: Record a video. Step 5: Take a seat, if you can find one. a group of people sitting at tables outside a restaurant a bowl of bread on a table a man standing in a kitchen with a large meat grill a man cutting a large meat on a large machine Like pho, goodies can be added to enhance what will be the best lunch of your life. A lover of onions and cucumbers, I loaded up my plate. a plate of food on a table
From there, dive in. TPOL’s Tip: One piece of bread will suffice. The locals do two but try to stick to the diet plan (see A Holiday of Healthy, Tipsy, & on Budget? Basically Impossible). The final step is to drink chai and digest. a glass cup with liquid on a plate TPOL’s Tip: The restaurant is located at Al-Mansa Street ‪‪‪Al Baladyat‬‬‬, Mosul 41016 Iraq. The Hotel I found out that there are Airbnbs in Mosul. Full houses can be rented near the old town for the price of a hotel room. Without seeing Mosul in person, I would never have believed such a thing existed. Our hotel, like Baghdad, mirrored a typical guesthouse in a SE Asian hotel. It had a dreadful shower that was not separated from the toilet. Someone explain why such a thing is still being built!
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Still overpriced.
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Karaoke?
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Honeymoon suite.
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Bring your own bubbles.
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Why?
No Gas in Mosul A funny thing happened when we were in Mosul. We were out of gas but there was no gas to be found. The queues at the gas stations were endless. How could it be that an Iraqi city was out of gas? This shortage showed the continuing dysfunction and corruption of the country.
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The queue for gas.
Night Tour After a nap, we toured the old town. The first stop was a square bombed by ISIS that included a museum, café, and restaurant.
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Post ISIS
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Post Post ISIS
a wall with a window and a sign on it In the museum was a replica of what Bachuwa Law’s office would have looked like had his parents stayed in Iraq (see Iraqi Homecoming: My 40th Birthday in Baghdad).
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شباب aka the crew
a man sitting at a desk a man sitting at a desk Walking through the old town, I saw the mosque which was across from the church. Both were bombed by ISIS. Behind a wall, was another church, mostly intact. a street with cars and buildings at night a building with a clock on the side a door with a metal gate a building with a black gate a building with a gate A common erroneous belief is that Iraq is a strict Islamic nation. This was never the case. St. Thomas came to Iraq in 770 to spread the Catholic faith. Christians of different denominations have been living in Iraq for thousands of years. There were also Jews living in Iraq. Christians, Jews, and Muslims of different sects were literally worshipping side by side. Dinner At 11PM, it was time to eat. And by eat I mean feast. Mosul has the best food in Iraq because it resembles my grandma’s cooking. I could not believe it when they brought out aroog, an indescribable, unique concoction we used to consume fresh from grandma’s deep fryer. There was also Iraqi kebab and Iraqi tikka, again made in the same way as my grandma. If that was not enough, there was Mosul kubba. I have never seen it in this color, but it had the same joyous flavors as the version I enjoyed as a kid. a bowl of soup next to a bowl of sauce
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Aroog
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Iraqi Kebab
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Iraqi kebab
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Mosul kubba
Already full, I forced myself to try and eat dolma. I had never seen it made in individual portions before. During the holidays, we make it enough for ten people. Like everything else, it reminded me of grandma. a plate of food on a table a plate of food on a table
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The onions are always the best.
Overall Mosul is fantastic. The city is alive. The people are lovely. The food is great.
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Mosul, Iraq or Farmington Hills, Michigan?
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Indeed I do.