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To the Woman Who Brought a Durian as Carry-On (Carrion?) on the Seven Hour Narita-Bangkok Flight . . .

Thanks. Your unapologetic smugness as you steadied your stocking feet on the seat in front of you, while the most horrendous stench emanated from your bag on a packed ANA 767 from Narita to Bangkok, was most impressive.

Hey, when we found out you were toting a durian, at least it torpedoed our theory that you were actually crazy/oblivious enough to pack a bag full of wet, rotting garbage, which, sadly, for you, was the prevailing theory as to why the air was redolent of the interior of a dumpster surrounding your seat.

Many thanks, again. You’re one classy old woman.

Image from http://www.nurulrahman.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2008/01/durian_banned.jpg

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Back in Bangkok, after two days in Tokyo.

Sigh, I know it’s part of traveling, but, honestly, after the eminent composure, respect, civility, and inherent kindness resplendent throughout all of Tokyo, it’s a bit hard to return to Bangkok and immediately face aggressive upsale techniques, potential scams, and, well, a charge and skosh of skepticism for just about everything. Seconds after we left customs after our seven hour flight, someone began badgering us for a limo service from the airport. Again, it’s part of traveling to some countries, but, truthfully, it becomes exhausting, and a bit debilitating, after awhile, to encounter such a forceful desire to make a sale with, well, any person who looks white. Sadly, it kind of mars the experience, and makes it less likely that I have a burning fervency to return.

One more full day in ol’ BKK, tomorrow. It seems as if the Redshirts are dissipating, and we can explore the government/capitol areas tomorrow, and hopefully, not watch two men (perhaps police?) kick the living crap out of a Redshirt, and leave him for dead on the street. Lovely!

Liz and I are going to take it easy tonight. After drinks in the Hilton lounge, we’re going to head across the street to simply wonderful area filled with street vendors. We enjoyed a lovely dinner the other night (story to come) sitting at plastic tables and chairs, with sets of dishes order for us by a friendly off-duty Hilton employee. Tonight, we’re going to grab a bit of pad Thai, a few beers from the Seven Eleven, and then retire to our room to watch a movie, and relax with noodles and beer, like we’re a bunch of undergrads, once again.

Missing Tokyo. Good to be back in BKK, even with its aggressive scams and sales. One more full day, then off a day in Munich and Frankfurt, then home, where Spring Break ends, and study of organic molecules and biological phenomena begins anew.

Hankerin’ Not to Be Up in the Air (Or, Hello From Hong Kong)

I’d hazard a guess that, oh, maybe 95 percent of aviation bloggers and even writers for business travel magazines/websites completely missed the point of recent film Up in the Air, thinking it a film that reveled in miles and points collecting, and somehow provided some emblamatic validation of mileage running, feverish mile collecting, and that life in a plane was somehow smooth and glamorous. It always made me die a little inside to see how many FlyerTalk or blog posts, made some hamheaded reference to being a “real-life George Clooney,” as in, his character in the film, and as if is scripted actions represented some sort of evidence that a traveling lifestyle somehow betters people, or makes them worthy of an elite-card throwing battle.

Uh, no. Jason Reitman does not make films that simplistic. Again, and this particulary aside is not the point of this post is not to wax poetically on Up in the Air, which film actually describes how lonely and how utterly and austerly empty a traveling life can be, and how, well, Clooney’s character had absolutely nothing at the end of the film (again, I marvel at how many people simply thought Up in the Air was a movie about, uh, simply flying a ton). No, this post concerns my last two nights, both of which have been spent on airplanes. Yes, I brought this itinerary on myself (and Elizabeth), and yeah, while it’s been a ton of fun to zip around from city to city, and have some time to explore Istanbul and Hong Kong, I’m finally looking forward to putting my feet on the ground for some solid hours, sleeping in a bed that’s not fashioned from an airplane seat, and starting the real travel exploration.

While I think a large percentage of this large and nebulous idea of which we term “travel,” (again, a word for which many people crow they have the exact definition and all standards of the term), certainly roots itself in the airlines, airplanes, and airports, but, goodness gracious – a plane is no place to spend multiple nights.

Hong Kong was wonderful – even with about 100 feet (no, really) of visibility and the famous dim sum spot no longer serving (oops!) I can’t wait to go back for a longer trip.

Anyway, about to board this Thai Airways flight from Hong Kong to Bangkok, grab a cab, and check into the hotel. Down on the ground is where I belong tonight.

Readying for my First Time in Hong Kong!

Ah, not a bad few hours at all, at all, in Istanbul, and a fantastic flight from London to Istanbul on Turkish Airlines in first class. Turkish Airlines also threw together a great impromtu tour of Istanbul for me and Elizabeth (after some initial ideas fell short – more soon).

And – Let me say – Turkish Airlines’ 777-300ER first class seat is the finest in which I have ever had the honor of placing my posterior. I can’t wait to pass out on the same seats again tonight on the flight to Hong Kong.

Then, tomorrow afternoon, we have about three hours in Hong Kong during a five hour layover. We’ve never been to ol’ HK – but, we plan to, with the utmost of alacrity, hit the ultra-famous Lin Heung tea house for Dim Sum (pray that it’s open on Sundays), ride that Star Ferry, the Ladies’ Market for some, uh, legitimately crafted Hermes bags, and perhaps a quick trek up Victoria Peak for a view from HK’s acme.

Then, we finally settle down with a flight to Bangkok, where most our stay begins – with an interspersed Tokyo trip, of course.

Top o’ the Morning to Ye, From London Heathrow

After a long night of flying on Lufthansa, where I only managed to grab a few hours of sleep, and a Lufthansa flight to London, and after navigating the labyrinth of London Heathrow’s terminal transfer (I couldn’t find the minotaur on the Heathrow service roads), Elizabeth and I are hangin’ out in the (cough, cough, less than stellar) Singapore Airlines First Class lounge (quick note – the Maple Leaf and SAS lounge, about 200 paces away, are much better, and an employee just hacked without compunction on the food), awaiting our flight to Istanbul.

Once we land in Istanbul, it’s five hours of exploring, then onto our late night flight to Hong Kong.

I’ll report next from Istanbul. I’m taking too many pictures, as well. It’s going to be a helluva trip report.

Reporting in From Lufthansa First Class Lounge at JFK

Ah, enjoying the hedonistic stylings of the Lufthansa First Class lounge, and feeling my wasteline vastly expanding with a pre-flight meal (thank god I went for a workout this morning).

Anyway, the journey cracks off with a flight to Frankfurt on Lufthansa. I’ll have updates throughout the trip, and from each lounge at each point in the destination. And, of course, I’m snapping an immense amount of photos, and will have a full trip report following the journey (and, I don’t want to hear any comments about how I still have to finish the last one ;) )

For more mobile-type updates, you can check out all the fun here, on Twitter.

Hope to see you following along!

Final Award Itinerary to Bangkok, Tokyo, Munich (and Istanbul . . . and Hong Kong).

I’ll have a more extensive post tomorrow (cross my heart) about how this final routing came to fruition and the rationale, but – as of now, I am so tired I feel as if I could die, and I will simply outline the dates/routes/airplanes of Elizabeth and my trip that cracks off tomorrow.

N.B.: I’m simply listing flights and hotels for itinerary purposes.

03/12/10:

-New York JFK – Frankfurt (FRA), Lufthansa German Airlines (it’s just soooo much cooler to call them by their full name), first class, Boeing 747-400;

03/13/10:

-FRA – London Heathrow (LHR), Lufthansa German Airlines, Euro Biz Class, Airbus A-321;
-LHR – Istanbul (IST), Turkish Airlines, first class, Boeing 777-300ER (Leased from Jet Airways);
-Seven hours in Istanbul;
-IST – Hong Kong (HKG), Turkish Airlines, first class, Boeing 777-300ER (Leased from Jet Airways);

03/14/10:

-Five hours in Hong Kong (eatin’ some dim sum, ridin’ the Star Ferry, buyin’ some fun thangs at Ladies’ Market, and then headin’ up that Victoria Peak);
-HKG – Bangkok, Thai Airways, first class, Boeing 747-400;
-Hilton Millenium Bangkok;

03/16/10:

-Very early in the morning – HKG – Shanghai (PVG), Thai Airways, economy, Aircraft Unknown (really);
-PVG – Tokyo Narita (NRT), All Nippon Airways, economy class, Aircraft Unknown;
-Hilton Tokyo;

03/18/10:

-NRT – BKK, All Nippon Airways, economy class, Boeing 767-200;
-Hilton Millennium Bangkok;

03/20/10:

-BKK – Munich (MUC), Thai Airways, first class, Boeing 747-400;
-Hilton Munich City;

03/21/10:

-MUC – FRA, Lufthansa German Airlines, Euro Biznass Class, Boeing 737-500;
-Hilton Frankfurt;

03/22/10:

FRA – Detroit (DTW), Lufthansa German Airlines, first class, Boeing 747-400;
DTW – Newark (EWR), Continental Airlines [Actually, our friends at Express Jet operate the flight), economy class, Embraer 145.

Super excited to check out Istanbul and Hong Kong, if even for a few hours (I even routed these flights just so Liz and I could grab these crazy layovers). I’m immensely pumped about Bangkok (my youngest bro, Peter, went two years ago, and loved the place), and well, Tokyo is my second favorite city on earth (after San Francisco).

More tomorrow.

Thailand, Bangkok, Munich – Finalized!

Yeah, yeah, I need to report on my major boo-boo on the Aeroplan award, all in the hopes of ameliorating my prior itinerary (deleted the Narita segments – oops!) and some fancy footwork to repair the whole thang. More tomorrow – I swear!

Hotels are booked (I think), as well!

Now, just to survive two midterms, one in organic chemistry, one in biology. Orgo goes tomorrow, which, sadly, is why I must truncate this post, head to bed, and wake up at 6.30am and keep studying. Until tomorrow, dear readers.

The Fun of Booking an Award Ticket With Aeroplan

It took close to eight hours, searching for flights during the entirety of my biology lecture, trying to complete a bio problem set with the tinny on-hold music blaring from the speakerphone, and, well, missing the evening bio recitation.

Yeah, suffice it to say, yesterday wasn’t such a good day for the advancement of my biology studies, especially with next Thursday’s midterm (oops!) but, well, finally, we  locked up our international first class award to Tokyo and Thailand for Spring Break, using Aeroplan miles.

As about which I spoke in a previous post, I had only ever previously booked an award ticket with United miles, and despite the ignominy of Starnet blocking, had managed to lock up some pretty swell award tickets (Uzbekistan, Iraq, Macedonia, Berlin, Tokyo, China) on some pretty froufrou carriers (Singapore Airlines, Swiss, Lufthansa, US Airways – no, there, I jest).  I was not quite sure what to expect when booking an award with Air Canada. I thought, somewhat erroneously, that booking an award ticket with Air Canada, perhaps,  would prove to be an entirely easy experience that I would complete in under 30 minutes, with any flight available, on any date, on any route. A bit (okay, entirely) idealistic and quixotic, sure, but when you’re used to dealing with Starnet blocking and United’s agents, some of whom (Detroit call center, cough, cough) would be better served tending bar at some hole by the docks, you somehow think that the alternatives will present a much more pleasant experience.

Overall, though flights were not trammeled by Starnet blocking, I found the experience of chatting with my new friends at Air Canada quite similar to my chums at United. As I often experience when calling United, with Air Canada, there still existed a mix of agents,  some willing to work diligently to find a route and award availability, some hoping I would simply give up and hang up the phone, and some defensive or even offended if I had some idea of flight availability with two first class award seats, based on prior research. Moreover, a la United, there still existed agents who made up, or simply of which they had no idea, of award rules, melding their own concoctions of stipulations concerning stopover rules, legal connection times, and mileage requirements.

Still, though, I couldn’t wait to try to use Aeroplan miles, based on their wonderfully generous Asia first class award tickets for only 120,000 miles, two stopovers, and the ability to route to Asia via the Atlantic, the Pacific, or one in either direction, without a mileage premium or penalty. Sadly, Air Canada does not permit award ticket holds (as does United), or permit changes without a fee (United allows unlimited award changes up until the moment of departure for 1K Mileage Plus members – one of my absolute favorite – and necessary – perks). Most striking, however, was the fact that though I am a non-elite member of Aeroplan, and a 1K Mileage Plus member whose phone calls are routed to a non-overseas helpdesk with, uh, specially “trained” 1K agents, I found the overall erratic mix of demeanor, assiduousness, and effort the same with both airlines.

Here’s the day’s progression:

Call #1: I call Aeroplan for the first time yesterday morning, naked (not literally, of course), but without any sort of actual award flight availability information gleaned from the ANA award booking tool. I simply state to the indifferent sounding French guy on the other end of the line that I’d like to travel to Tokyo and Bangkok from JFK, using either one as a stopover or destination, based on how the routing evolved, via the Pacific one way, and the Atlantic on the return. Oh, and I’d like to make a stopover in San Francisco for two days on the outbound segment so my dear girlfriend, Elizabeth, could see San Francisco, Berkeley, and all of the other areas about which I spend too much time waxing in whiny nostalgia, and the award had to be in first class, for two people, and here were my exact dates.

Yeah, if I were that agent, I’d hate me, too.

I’m experienced enough to know that one cannot simply call with exact dates and routes and expect to wrap up an award in minutes, though, as I stated before, I expected the experience with Air Canada to be logarithmically easier than booking any award in United. I really and truly thought I could lock up my ideal award: New York to San Francisco, stopover, then, onto Tokyo and Bangkok via the Pacific, then back to New York via Europe.

Ignorance stopped me early.

So did award availability.

The agent couldn’t even route us out of New York on the desired date, the 12th of March. He reported he had two first class seats on a United Premium Service flight on the 13th, but with a short enough spring break, I did not want to shed a day to an already truncated period of time. I implored him to search any options via Houston, Chicago, Denver, Los Angeles – anything. He only had a US Airways flight, with a six hour layover in Philadelphia, that would put us into San Francisco late evening on the 12th, essentially already losing a day of the trip. Realizing I was beat on this round, I thanked him for his time, and hung up.

Post Call 1, and Biology Lecture:

I realized I had better prep myself better for the next call, which meant using the aforementioned ANA award availability tool to search all possible connections and prepare a list of available award routes, and then call Air Canada. In the dwindling minutes before Elizabeth and I needed to leave for class, I feverishly tapped out airport codes and various routes, hoping to find something with which I could work (Elizabeth, oddly, wasn’t interested in hearing about the intricacies and idiosyncrasies of the various Star Alliance award booking tools – funny that) . It soon became apparent that, yeah, there were no first/biz class seats for two people to San Francisco on the 12th, on any Star Alliance carrier (and, believe me, I checked every possible route – Houston, Dulles, Chicago, Denver, Los Angeles, Cleveland, Boston, Philly, Las Vegas, flights to Oakland, then, in a moment of desperation, using more creative routing attempts via Dallas, Kansas City, Portland, or Seattle), except an extremely questionable routing on US Airways via Phoenix that arrived quite late into SFO, already losing most of the day. Compounding the lack of JFK – SFO routes was the fact that nothing, and I mean nothing, existed in first class (or even in economy class, for that matter) across the Pacific in the next few days.

Sadly, I became resigned that I would have to abandon the San Francisco portion of the trip, and visit another time. I would have to route via Europe, it appeared, both ways. With a plethora of options across the Atlantic, I was sure I could find something via Europe. I head to class, armed with my laptop.

In class, I have half an ear available to the professor, with 90 percent of my attention on the ANA tool. I start to build a routing: JFK to Frankfurt (FRA) on Lufthansa. FRA – London (LHR) on Lufthansa. LHR – Bangkok (BKK) on Thai Airways, ultimately landing in Bangkok early morning on the 14th. Eventually, I run into the issue of, when hoping to depart BKK for Tokyo (NRT) three days later, despite, oh, 900 flights a day from BKK to NRT, none have any availability. Dismayed, I backtrack to the arrival on the 14th. I can find nothing from Europe to NRT directly, but somehow, find a redeye on Thai Airways from BKK – NRT on the night of the 14th, arriving NRT early morning on the 16th. Elizabeth and I can explore BKK for one day, then head onto Tokyo (taking full advantage of the famous Thai Airways ground festivities at BKK before the flight, of course). There existed availability a few days later, too, to return NRT – BKK, and spend a few days in BKK.

Class ended, and I returned to our apartment, surging with adrenaline (us airline nerds get really odd physiologically when booking award tickets, eh?), and ready to try again.

Call #2: I reach a nice women, who simply asks me to throw her the general details of my trip, and she’ll see what she can find. I try my hand, once more, at the San Francisco run, with heading onto BKK via the Pacific. After a 25 minute hold (an example of a diligent agent!), she tells me she can find nary a flight. She also informs me that stopovers on Aeroplan itineraries must fall within the same region (not true). Getting nowhere, I then try the classic tried-and-true angle, with all the flights I have previously researched. I say, with corn-syrup sweetness, that I had spoken with a previous agent, and that we had constructed a routing previous, but had gotten disconnected. Could, perchance, try to construct the same routing with her?

Of course, she says, but, instead of taking my previously-researched flight numbers and dates, she tries her schemata of taking the general details, and throwing a trip together. She comes back 25 minutes later, with some semblance of a trip, but, then, I somehow add my available flights. Unfortunately, she says, once I return to BKK after NRT, there is absolutely no way to get us home, via Europe or the Pacific (she, apparently, worked hard – I had been on the phone for an hour and sixteen minutes at this point). Using the ANA tool, I somehow find a flight on the 20th from BKK to Munich (MUC) with availability, that she had been unable to find (I made the mistake of telling her I had found said flight through the Lufthansa website, on which she brusquely told me that the flights had to display availability on the Air Canada website – oops!) Crestfallen, it seemed as if I was stymied, with no way to return. I frantically searched the ANA tool, trying to look at Thai Airways’ more obscure flights from BKK to Athens, even, at one point, finding an Egypt Air flight via Cairo, to Europe. We still, however, remain stuck in Munich. I find availability on a United Airlines 777 (I know, I know) to Chicago, and Dulles, but, she says no flights are available. Anything from Copenhagen? Nope. Vienna? Nope. Oslo? Nope. Stockholm? Nope. London? Nope. Warsaw? Nope. Madrid? Nope. I even look into US Airways flights to Boston, Philly, and Charlotte. She claims nothing is available, even in Economy, and laughs, dismissing the vagaries of award availability as the result of spring break. Then, and I have never had such an occurrence happen before, she says her shift has ended, and she will transfer me to a colleague who will help me complete the booking.

The phone seems to go dead, and then rings, and someone answers with “Aeroplan, this is so-and-so.” I explain the situation. She has absolutely no idea of my itinerary, or of the previous agent. Apparently, the previous agent preserved no semblance of my prior itinerary, and well, it has to be built again. Unfortunately, upon building the itinerary, this new agent begins to take issue with the fact that I transit BKK twice – once, in the less-than-24-hour connection (legal), and then again, for the actual stay in BKK, before the flight to MUC. She claims that because NRT is fewer miles, as measured from New York, than BKK, I must head to BKK first, and then onto NRT. I cannot make a stop, even for less than 24 hours, at a city I will transit later. I do not understand the logic at all, but frustrated now, at almost two hours on the phone, while trying to complete a biology problem set, where each problem is punctuated by hold music, then talking to the agent, I acquiesce to her request to try to route Elizabeth and me to NRT first, then to BKK. She can find barely anything – and, worse, cannot find any routing to return home via the Pacific, or Europe, claiming that the available BKK – MUC flight is invalid, because I cannot return to BKK after visiting NRT (Huh?) I tell her I have to run to a meeting, and hang up.

At this point, I am fully charged, frustrated, and anxious to have the award book. We’re very close at this point, but Elizabeth is going to kill me if I don’t settle down and finish our work on the damn bio problem set without interruptions.

Call #3: I try once more, and this time, receive a wonderful male agent with a lilting Irish brogue. An accent like that has to be good luck, I think. It rapidly becomes seamless – he raises no qualms with the legal connection in BKK, but runs into some issues routing us home from MUC. He asks if we can stay an extra day in MUC (why the hell not?), and then finds a flight to Dulles (IAD), and onto Newark (EWR), that will not violate the maximum-permitted-mileage. Would we like that? Hell, yes! After a wait to calculate taxes, some stories (I actually really enjoyed talking with this agent about life for awhile!), we had a reservation number, and an itinerary. Success. Whew.

I’m going to talk a bit tomorrow about how to actually book awards, and muse on whether one actually needs a paid award booking service, but for now, here is our award ticket. I am quite happy with the outcome, given the time and circumstances, but do not think it’s necessarily pristine. I’d like to try to change a few elements prior to departure (perhaps look for Swiss Air availability on the outbound, or return, shedding the United 777 MUC – IAD flight). If I find some sexy availability, I might pony of the 90 Canadian dollars (only 87 US Dollars!) to make the changes. I’m excited to try Lufthansa longhaul First class again (no one agrees, but I think their flat bed is one of the comfiest in the skies), and Thai longhaul first class, and their famous ground services (Thai Spa) in Bangkok. I think, overall, we did quite well, considering the constraints of two people traveling in first class, and the proximity of our departure dates. I’m very pleased.

Here’s the final routing:

JFK – FRA, Lufthansa first class, Boeing 747-400;

FRA – LHR, Lufthansa Euro biz class, Airbus A321;

LHR – BKK, Thai Airways first class, Boeing 747-400;

BKK – NRT, Thai Airways first class, Boeing 747-400;

NRT – BKK, All Nippon Airways biz class, Boeing 767-300;

BKK – MUC, Thai Airways first class, Boeing 747-400;

MUC – IAD, United Airlines first class (yecccch), Boeing 777-200

IAD – EWR, Continental Express steerage, Bombardier Q-200 (on the intriguing side, we have an hour and a half connection in Dulles, and our flight from Munich lands at 2pm, when only 400 other international arrivals pull into Dulles. I’d bet a lot of money we have absolutely no chance of making this connecting flight to Newark).

And, here’s the final visual representation. Just brilliant:

The final route, courtesy of the eminent Great Circle Mapper.

There will, of course, be a full trip report (yeah, yeah, I know).

Next step is to book hotels, and survive our organic chemistry and biology midterms next week. Then, we can possibly think about spring break.

Update From Tokyo

Hello, everyone . . . a quick update from Tokyo. The internet situation is somewhat precarious here at the Conrad Tokyo (one laptop for everyone to share in the Executive Lounge, where excessive use brings scathing looks from other guests waiting to use the internet  – believe me – we saw them). My pal Brett and I are switching hotels later today to the Hilton Tokyo, where I hazard that our internet situation will improve and I can blog without people threatening me. The Conrad has been absolutely marvelous (for some reason, they put us on the executive floor, 370 feet above the ground), and Tokyo is simply as wonderful as ever – quirky, vibrant, energetic, and simply beautiful.

I’ll have more reports later – more pictures, commentary, and a longer piece on my experience with severe turbulence on the way over! I had never experienced severe turbulence before, and as we were being thumped around, I composed some writing in my head about the experience.

Gracias, folks. More soon.

Off to SFO

About to head out and brave the rain to take the bus downtown to grab BART (our local commuter rail-type train) to SFO. From there, one flight up to Seattle, then, the flight over the water to Tokyo. Then, it’s meeting up with my friend, and on the train to the city, to the Conrad Tokyo (where, hopefully, they will not throw me out for my bedraggled appearance).

I’ll try to update from SFO, depending on the internet situation. If not, I’ll post again when I’m on the ground in Tokyo.

Lookin’ For Reader Suggestions for Tokyo

Tomorrow, I’m off to Tokyo via Seattle, for a five days in my second favorite city on earth (behind San Francisco, of course). It’s my third time in the bustling veritable Lite-Brite city that teems with culture, raw identity, and sheer electricity.

Tokyo, for any NYC apologists out there, is like New York City on both steroids and PCP. While people often cite, in that whimsical voice, as the trite and hackneyed reason for liking New York, how much they love the constant “energy” of the Manhattan. Uh huh. Try Tokyo. Remember – people on PCP can rip the metal bars of the side of hospital beds to which they are shackled in the ER, or pull mailboxes out of the ground. Find me a bookstore in NYC that’s packed with people at 5am, waiting for the subway to open, perusing the Yoshimoto Nara books.

Now, Tokyo’s a real city.

Anyway, I’d love some reader suggestions on things to do, eat, see, drink, experience. I’ve been to Tokyo twice and have compiled my fav things to do, eat, see, drink, and experience, but . . . I’m always open to more. I’ve done the major sites, the fish market, the parks . . . which, I will definitely do again, but definitely want to add some other unique pieces to the mix. Hit the comments, or send e-mail to waapblog@gmail.com. If you can, try to include some reliable location information, because addresses in Tokyo can be extremely dodgy. I also would love to hear some museum suggestions, as well. I’ve been to a few – mostly modern art museums – but, anything that anyone likes art-wise would be most welcome. Keep in mind, too, that we are on a student-like budget (haven’t made the first million yet – any day now), so suggestions of 300 dollar a head shabu-shabu experiences are most appreciated, but probabaly not realistic.

Let me know! Many thanks, folks.

I’ll report from San Francisco tomorrow, before the flight up to Seattle. The forecast calls for rain in both SF and Seattle. Let’s hope the elements hold together. Unlike a mileage run, I’m not looking for a trip to someplace as magical as Tokyo to experience any major perturbations.