Also, TB likes it here, at Carnegies Bar, and doesn’t want to leave. I can understand. There are drunken women dancing on the bar top, he knows all the staff, and once I tell the bartender I’m drinking on TB’s tab, the drinks get stronger, and service is quicker.
Still Carnegies Taipei is no Hungry Duck. The girls might be drunk, but they are still Asian and therefore relatively shy and demure. As the guy never thought to be either, I was bored with the crowd and waved to TB as I headed out.
Read MoreAs I look out the window of this EVA Airlines flight from LAX to TPE (that’s Los Angles and Taipei for those not down with FlyerTalk) and I notice that we are racing across the Pacific faster than the sun – the sun is slowly setting in the east as we get farther ahead of it – I feel compelled to share how I survive my globetrotting flights.
First and foremost is acceptance of economy class travel. The flight is going to be long, it’s going to be boring, the food will be bad, the smell worse, and you will be cramped in a tiny seat next to an armrest hog or incessant talker, and in front of a hyper seat-kicking kid.
Read MoreSo this is how it starts, eh? My twenty-four day odyssey through Taiwan, Philippines, and Sri Lanka for my cool international job. It starts with a plane full of California Junior High School students rowdy after a week of vacation in Washington, DC.
What I hoped would only be five hours of annoyance became seven when we waited on the runway for a storm to pass. Luckily, as this was the flight home, they were subdued hooligans, heading home tired.
Read MoreFirst I started with hard core hotel porn. What is “hotel porn”, you ask? Just check out the Hotel Marlowe website or better yet, peruse the “Hotel Marlowe” Flickr tag. Hot, eh?
From the funky rooms to the great service, and of course, the leopard-print robes, Hotel Marlowe is swank-city. Swankiness that includes sex-music CD’s!
Not one to let such opportunity pass me by, I head out, wandering around Harvard Square area, alone and sober. Looking to fix both predicaments quickly, I took an alley option and found myself on Winthrop Street.
Read MoreDear Boston Tourist:
If you believe that your journey from Logan International Airport into Beantown via the Massachusetts Bay Transit Authority, or “T” as it is known locally, will be easy and quick, I am here to disappoint.
First off, that MBTA T Map you are looking at is deceiving you. Your exit from Logan will not be on a clan and modern subway train. I know, that line around the airport may seem to be signifying a train, but its really a bus. A bus you’ll need exact change for.
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