Peripatetic - One who walks from place to place; an itinerant.

There’s something amazing about travel that one can place feet on two continents and stretch until home is where sleep is found tonight. This year has been the year of travel; I didn’t realize exactly how much travel until Glenn mentioned that he limits himself to 70 days of travel a year. That of course sounded like a lot to me so I went and added up how many days I’ve been on the road. What I found startled me, because I’ve already been on the road 68 days this year and it’s not even October. One of my friends accused me of writing a book for my last update, so I decided to give you the cursory highlights and let you follow the links to get to the book
I posted the pictures at
http://www.char1es.net/gallery/asia/
and if the extended entry isn’t enough for you, you can check out the real book at http://www.char1es.net/guide.html

The trip went something like this, 20 hours on planes, Hong Kong, Macau, Hong Kong, Shanghai Hong Kong, Macau, Hong Kong, 20 hours on planes. Recover from Jet Lag.

The one story that best summarizes this trip is my last evening in Macau–fun with friends, good food, a lot of activities and a measure of stress. It started with meeting up with Kasu and Kristopher for dinner. They know the best restaurants and the journey is fun because it always takes a little while to figure out where we�re going to go and then actually get there. Eating in Macau is always a bit of a gamble (no pun intended) the odds are definitely stacked in your favor and in this case the wontons, noodles and dish of clams were excellent.
There are fireworks at lots of different times during the year in Macau, they actually used to make them here before safety and cost got to be an issue, this evening was the second weekend of a fireworks competition, so we got to look across the fountains at Nam Van and watch the fireworks exploding beneath the Macau Tower. Leaving after the first half we caught a standing room only bus to E.S.Kimos only to arrive late for a snack with Top Hou and Crio. Crio is making Kristopher speak to her only in English, so in that light they made me order in Cantonese. I was still running late so I went back to the center to get my stuff, say farewell to Winnie, Sarah and Coey, and hop on the back of Kasu�s scooter for a heart pounding ride to the ferry terminal. These are not big scooters maybe 60cc and smaller than my mountain bike and there I was hanging off the back with my rucksack, clinging to the tea set I’d gotten that morning.

There is more to this story but it goes beyond the scope of highlights, so you’ll have to follow the links.

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