Posts Tagged ‘Travel’

India is a male dominated culture. I knew that going in, but to actually experience it is another thing. I figured women were second class, men were valued more, and men were respected more. From what I’ve read and experienced that’s kind of true, but it’s not so overt as that — though it must be noted that where I’m spending my days is either at the hotel or at the office. The office is filled with smart, educated and progressive folks. The way I’m seeing male dominance expressed is so “subtle”, almost underhanded so that it feels unintentional. (more…)

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In America, and a few other countries ’round the globe, we drive on the right side of the road. It’s only natural, or something. We drive on the right, and the fastest lanes are left of that, towards the center of the roadway. This is pretty much a natural and easily understood fact of life for everyone in America, save for the many among us who lack the mental acuity to understand things like roundabouts and non 90 degree angle 4-way stops. (more…)

Welp, I made it. To India. Kolkata, to be exact. I know, it’s nothing special. But I’m still going to write about it like this is the coolest thing you could possibly ever read about! (Also, this is really long. So if you want to skip to the bottom for some fun pictures, please do!)

I left Denver at ~3p on January 3rd. After a night in which I probably should’ve refrained from drinking whiskey and staying up until 4 to watch USA/Canada Junior Hockey (With gold medal game implications!) with my cousin….but didn’t… So that started me out right. (more…)

I’m leaving for India a week from today. I’m equal parts excited and nervous, but overall I feel wholly unprepared. I’m trying to remain slightly aloof, as if somehow I can become the kind of guy who can handle any situation with the charm and aplomb of James Bond simply by pretending. But alas, I’m me.

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It’s been said that visiting India is an affront to every natural sense one possesses. Visually it’s overwhelming, majesty and squalor intermingling like so much peanut butter and jelly, only less tasty. Aurally it accosts you, forcing it’s way into your skull to let the simultaneous shouts and car horns and whistles and who knows what else reverberate inside. Its aroma confuses the brain, with equal parts “awesome” and “awful.” It’s hot, humid, and feels dirty. The tastes of the country will leave you spellbound, sweaty, and possibly wishing you had some bread and a glass of milk to wash the spice down. Oh, and no beef. (more…)

No, really. I don’t mean that to be as punny as it is, but it’s true. Flying is a trip. I think anyone who has done any amount of flying has had their fair share of fairly odd experiences. From the passenger sitting next to you who won’t stop talking to you, to the guy somewhere up front that keeps farting, to the kids who parents can’t seem to control in any way whatsoever. Recently the Ladyfriend and I traveled to Maine for vacation, and with some near-cross-country flights from Denver to Portland, we certainly gave ourselves plenty of opportunities to see some weird stuff.

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Recently a few coworkers and I took a 4 hour driving/walking tour of bits and pieces of Manila. We were able to see some very interesting sites, from the bustling financial hub of the country — Makati, to a stop along a bridge overlooking a nearly stagnant canal, where we were encouraged to take photos of just a tiny fragment of the city’s most destitute.

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Week 2 in Manila has come to a close. It’s about 4p Sunday afternoon here, and I’m taking a little time in between writing postcards to write up a recap-blog. There’s been some good and some bad, and mostly just a general exhaustion, and starting to get to a point where I’m eager to get back home to the familiar comforts. But I’ll break it down into a few different categories.

Work

Work overall is going really quite well. (more…)

It’s Saturday morning in Manila. I’ve been here a week at this point. One week ago my team and I were arriving about this time. So far it’s been a very weird experience. Very fun, very enjoyable, but there’s been a huge dichotomy of it all because of the work/play difference. (more…)

Here we are. Manila, Philippines. Its 3:43pm Saturday April 30th in Manila, 3:43am Saturday April 30th on the East Coast of the US, and 1:43am in Denver – aka home. I’m exhausted. I’m 138.991% positive that if I moved 5 feet behind me and got on my bed, I’d be able to pass out and sleep without issue for the next 8-10 hours. Unfortunately that puts me wide awake around 2am local time…which wouldn’t do any good. So instead, here’s a lil blog action recapping the flight and the journey here. Fair warning, not a whole lot of pictures yet; sorry. Oh, and sorry in advance for the awful formatting around the pictures below. I can’t quite figure out how to make it work… In time!

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