It’s impossible to pinpoint exactly when Tali and I began plotting a trip to Thailand, but the plan became something real in the spring of 2012 in Tel Aviv: walking down Rothschild Boulevard, we saw a pile of books. Amongst them cook books, novels and travel guides — namely India and South East Asia on a Shoe String. We knew it was fate right away; for the following year and a half, nearly every day until we took off for Bangkok last month, we highlighted, dog-eared and scrib
Of the many benefits of living in Tel Aviv, being so close to the beach is probably my favorite. When I go running a few times a week, I can run up and down the coast. When I need some time to relax, I go to the beach. When I want to turn into a leather glove, I go to the beach. But really, the beach is a place where a bunch of weirdos do weird shit, and I somehow always happen to be there. Just my luck, I guess. So here are a few short stories about the Tel Aviv coastline, a
The final two days of my trip to Korea were by far the weirdest and most wonderful of the entire week. Unfortunately, I spent the vast majority of both days by myself, as Phil was working and my parents were in China. So aside from the people I met along the way, this blog is the best way to share my experience.
I judged my first day on my own as a moderate success; I ate some weird shit, wandered around some decent markets and saw some interesting sights. But it wa
On Day 4, it was finally time to meet Phil’s students at his school – the whole reason he was in Korea in the first place. I was fully expecting some super cute children, because as everyone knows Asian children rank quite high on the racial scale of child cuteness, tied with black kids at the top (with white kids, for the record, scraping the bottom of the cuteness barrel). Phil taught us a bit about his rituals in the morning, one of which was picking up some doughn
As our night of drinking in Hongdae had ended about an hour before we were woken up by our parents and several hotel security guards, Phil and I were still drunk as we haphazardly got dressed and left the premises to catch a cab downtown, where we would board a tour bus that would take us to the DMZ, or De-Militarized Zone – the most heavily secured border in the entire world. Great place to be drunk/hungover! The cab dropped us off outside a military base in the city
We woke up early, still full of duck-boogie and doc-galbee, but obviously ready to start eating more weird Korean food. We started with some… pastries? Yep, there was a “Paris Baguette” cafe next to our hotel, so we basically ate bagels and coffee every morning. Very authentic.
Our first full day in Korea was to be spent walking. Literally, my favorite thing to do when traveling – just walking around and seeing things. Our first stop was to be a gigantic palace comp
Tal and I booked tickets to Thailand this afternoon. An hour later, I’m sitting here a bit in awe. If you would’ve told me two years ago — when I was in the middle of my fifth year or so living in Pittsburgh — that I’d be traveling to Asia, or through Europe, or even just up and down this tiny strip of Mediterranean coast where I live, whenever I wanted, I think I would’ve punched you in the shoulder for teasing me.
Don’t get me wrong; this isn’t meant to be gloating. I jus