Thursday, April 23, 2009

Throwing in the towel in Manila

Good Timers, hello from the far side of the planet. My apologies for not being able to keep this blog up to date. I feel bad about it. But, alas, I can barely find the time and (mostly) the internet connections to keep my other blog (www.ShawnWasHere.spaces.live.com) going. Actually, it seems I'm not doing too bad. I have met *many* travellers who started a blog but were not able to keep it up and quit. And here I've been trying to maintain two!

Anyway, although it kills me to do so (because I love the idea), I need to let one blog go. But, if you ever want to find out what I've been up to, check the blog above. I've been having lots of good times! Partying all over Asia, sun-bathing on the world's finest beaches, scuba diving inThailand, deep-water-solo rock climbing, jungle trekking in Borneo, mountain climbing, waterskiing in Singapore, etc.

I'm sure your thoughts are turning from skiing to biking. Enjoy your spring!

Much love, cheers,

-Shawn Martelock, The King of Good Times.

PS: As you give this blog one more look, go back and re-watch those "Budd Light Good Times" videos I posted, they are hilarious!

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Loving Life in Laid-back Laos (Day 127)

Good Timers. I just spent 2 weeks in the not-so-developed country of Laos. Trekking to local villages, drinking Beer Lao with interesting travellers, swimming in lazy rivers that cut through the jungle, hanging out in the hammock of my bungalow. Here is how the good-times went down:

In the northern part of this country, where I spent much of my time, there is no internet (or much electricity for that matter), hence my delay of this post. Anyway, I really enjoyed Laos. Definitely one of my favourite countries so far. I was told it was a laid-back place with friendly locals. These things held true. Laos is quite undeveloped compared to its neighbors Thailand and Vietnam.

Anyway, I arrived into Laos in the popular city of Luang Prabang. This place is well-touristed, with its French-Lao architecture, nice guesthouses, and pleasant cafes. Nearby they have, possibly, the most beautiful waterfalls I have ever seen. Ther are in the dense Laos forest, multi-tiered, with cool, turquoise blue water. They demand frolicking. I challenge you to visit these falls and not go for a dip.

Postcard-perfect waterfalls. If only my photography could do it justice.

















After this, I visited the my highlight of Laos: the sleepy town of Muang Ngoi. Years later, when I look back on Laos, my days hanging out here are what I will remember. Muang Ngoi is fairly undeveloped, which is part of its charm. Only reachable by boat, it has no cars or motorcycles. It only has electricity for a few hours each evening. To bathe, just a tap of cold water. For $2, you can get a simple bungalow along the river with a balcony, a mattress, a mosquito net, and a hammock. What more can I ask for? No internet. If I wanted to email my friends and tell them how great the place was, quite simply, I couldn't. I'm not sure if they even have phones. There is one dusty road that is frequented by as many chickens as people. I spent my days trekking to the local hill-tribe villages, reading a book on the hammock, watching the lazy river meander its way through the jungle, and swimming from its sandy banks. And, of course, enjoying a few Beer Lao's, the country's finest (and, I think, "only") brew.


Spending some quality time on the hammock in Muang Ngoi.








During my time here, I went on a 2-day trek with an overnight stay in local villages. I have now done this a couple times on this trip. As usual, I found a top-notch crew of travellers to join me. Obviously, there is no running water. There is one pump which the whole village uses to bathe. They served us a chicken dish. This took some time to prepare, as the need to go find a chicken and kill it. A great experience. Here are a few pics from that one:


A typical home in the village.










Some of the village children. They love to have their picture taken and see themselves on the digital camera. I noticed that most of the young children don't wear any pants. I think this makes the potty process easier for them. If they need to go, they just get it done anywhere. No need to deal with pants or toilets. How convenient. (pic from Remi)















I will wrap it up with a few more comments about Laos:
- Boats in Laos are *the* way to travel. A Romanian girl and I chartered a boat for a 5-hour journey north of Muang Ngoi. The whole time you get treated with landscapes like this:













- The bus rides in Laos are awful. Simply, the infrastucture for decent road travel in the north does not exist. It takes forever to get anywhere. The buses are crammed. I typically have a couple Lao guys on my lap. Also, most times a local vomits. My friend was unlucky enough to be sitting behind a puker and got covered. Yucky. So, watch out for this when you travel Laos.

Next up: Myanmar (aka, Burma).



PS: Btw, wow, I really nailed the alliteration in the title of this post. Check out all the L's. I don't think I will ever be able to top this one...

Saturday, January 31, 2009

Eating pig's blood for the Lunar New Year in Sapa (Day 115)

[I've been having some good times in Vietnam. I'm getting lazy here, so I'm just going to copy and paste this one from my other blog. Btw, the "Day" in the title refers to the number of days I have been on the road]
I had the pleasure of spending Tet (Vietnamese Lunar New Year) in/around the town of Sapa in Northern Vietnam. It is a small place up in the mountains. The air is cold and clean. I wanted to do some trekking and biking up in the mountains, but the weather was rainy and foggy. I did not even see the mountains. But, I still had an amazing and memorable time. Check this one out:

I met a friend of a friend named Chris, who has been spending a lot of time Vietnam. This guy is amazing. He can speak vietnamese, as well as some of the languages spoken by the local villages. He brought me up into the hills to visit one of these villages (it was a Dao village) where he was invited to a Tet lunch, and took me along.

So, here I am, with Chris, sitting in this village home made entirely of wood, no nails, and a concrete floor (people back home might call it a shack). We are huddled around small, circular tables. We are sitting on small stools about a foot off the ground. We are surrounded by local people who don't speak any English, or Vietnamese for that matter. We are served too much rice wine and offered every edible part of a 70kg pig. I am not too conservative with food, but some of this stuff was pretty weird for a guy from Canada. But, curiosity and a fear of offending the host motivated me to try everything. Here is a run-down:

- the brain: a very chewy texture, if I recall. A couple of days later an Australian girl told me about people who had gotten diseases from eating pig's brain. Hmm, thanks, good to know (I think I will be ok :) Anyway, what was shocking was the liquid the brain was served in:
- the bile: the most bitter thing I have ever tasted. I am actually grimacing right now as I type this. It was a nasty green colour. They squeeze it out of the gallbladder. Let's just say I didn't take any of the left-over bile to go :(
- the intestines: served with mushrooms. I can't remember much about the intestines, so they must have been OK. Maybe the taste of the mushrooms helped.
- the stomach: no prob. By this time in the meal, I am becoming a pig-eating veteran. Bring it on.
- the spinal cord: bones and all. Yuck. I couldn't get the texture out of my mind. The bones were mushed up but still crunchy.
- the blood: served congealed. So, you didn't have to drink it. It was more like a "blood jello". I should give Bill Cosby a call and tell him about this new flavour.

Tet lunch. At one o'clock: the green bile with pieces of pig brain in it. 11 o'clock: the intestines and mushrooms. If I recall (?), the stomach is at 7 o'clock. The spinal cord is that mushy looking stuff at 4 o'clock. There is also some less exotic stuff, like the spring rolls at 8 o'clock








Chris watches me throw back my first helping of the red stuff.









In addition to the pig, I got wasted on rice wine. What seemed like every few mintues, the local guys would cheers me and I would do the shot. Then my glass was immediately refilled again. Trouble. After lunch, about 2:30 in the afternoon, Chris and I walked through the rice fields to another home. I am drunk out of my tree. For some reason, I took a video of myself struggles through fields -- here it is for your viewing pleasure. Anyway, that night I stayed at a homestay in the village. At dinner, I ate more pork and drink more rice wine. More trouble! I spent the next morning vomitting from too much wine, to the great amusement of the local family.

Me "cheers-ing" the local guys with some rice wine. For some educational content, note that I am showing respect to them by using my right hand, touching my elbow with my left, and attempting to clink glasses with my glass lower than theirs. But, sometimes these guys would try click with their glasses lower to mine to indicate respect to me (which I don't deserve, but I didn't fight them on it).

Anyway, that was a long story, but I thought it deserved some typing. Chris called it a "once in a lifetime" experience. I agree. As I have mentioned before, this sort of thing is the "holy grail" of travelling. It is the kind of thing countless people are crawling all over the planet in search for. And, through some good fortune, I got to eat the pig's brain. I am a lucky man.

The title and the majority of this blog where about the food I ate because it was the weirdest and most interesting for the reader. But, I should mention how welcoming and friendly the village people were. I wasn't even invited to this lunch, but they treated me like I was part of the family. It was amazing.

I returned to Sapa for New Years Eve. The guesthouse put on a great party with wine, champagne and food (fortunately no pig). It was a great night, good company. So, I got to celebrate two New Years this year: the lunar one here eating pig, and the "western" one at a Cambodian funeral. Crazy.

Vietnamese and foreigners celebrating New Year's together, lunar style


My last day in Vietnam was back in Hanoi, during one of the 3 days of Tet. Compared to my earlier visit, it was a ghost-town. Most shops were closed. There was so much less traffic I almost felt safe crossing the street.

I have just come to Laos, the country just to the west of Vietname. I am in the city of Luang Prabang. So, new country, new culture, new people to meet, new food to try, new experiences to have.

Chuc mung nam moi! (Happy New Year!)

PS: After re-reading this post, perhaps I have given a few too many details on the pig parts... I apologize to the squirmish :)

Sunday, January 18, 2009

Mur's Bday Celebration
















For Mur's bday, we had the usual suspects over for a dinner party - always good times! Kev made an amazing curry for dinner and I baked a Les Paul guitar birthday cake for dessert. After dinner, we retired to the living room to end the lovely evening with shots of wine and helium ballons.....










The next day we soothed our hurting bodies by hanging out in the sun on top of Fraggle Rock and feeding the Whiskey Jacks.

Hockey Night In Canada











One of my sales reps was kind enough to pass along some comp Hockey tickets, so of course we made the trek down to the city to watch the game: Canucks VS. Ottawa. Not only were we given comp tix, but when we got there, we realized that these tickets were row 21 in the special VIP Sieman's Club Section. The game was awesome, Van won, 3 - 0. Lots of fights, lots of cheers, lots of good times.

Sunday, January 11, 2009

Good Times post from Vietnam

Hey Good-timers. A couple of good recent posts coming out of the Whistler crew, I like it. I have been slacking on this blog. It is my New Years resolution to get on top of this. So, allow me to list a few of the highlights for you (I can't list them all, because I would be at this internet cafe all night):

I made a tour of Northern India, the high-light of which had to be the fabulous Taj - Mahal. Here is a pic, but it is nothing like seeing it with your own eyes (my fortunate eyes have seen many things)


I then flew to Bangkok for Christmas. The partying here is ridiculous. Here is a pic of Khaosan Road, where it all happens.





I didn't get to eat xmas dinner with you all, but I did manage to eat at a cool place. I ate on the roof of Bangkok, on the 61st floor (ie, the roof) of one of the tallest buildings in Bangkok: http://www.banyantree.com/bangkok/facilities/dining/vertigo.html. If you are ever in Bangkok, you MUST eat here. I had the company of two good Dutch people. (Btw, I have met many awesome travelers from Holland. I think the world needs more Dutch).

I did some great trekking in the jungles of NE Cambodia, near the Laos border. Damn, the jungle here is thick! Two guys and I walked into the jungle with no map and no guide. We got lost, saw some remote villages, and found a river to camp by. An all-around great adventure. Here is a pic of my accomodations.






NYE was the weirdest I have ever had. I will give you the short version (the long version is best told in person, I think): some travelers and I crashed a Cambodia funeral. We drank rice wine and danced to Shakira. I shit you not.
After this, I decided to take a vacation from my vacation. I spent many days in Sihanoukville, a beach town in the south of Cambodia. I spent my days exploring remote beaches:

... and the nights partying on the beach and eating Barracude BBQ'd in front of my eyes. What a life.
I slid over to Vietnam a few days ago and hit their finest beach: the island of Phu doc. Here is the chair I occupied during most of my time there


I noticed you guys are having a lot of good times with the dinner parties. I wanted to mention that I get to do dinner parties too! Except, we never cook, and they happen almost every night. The company is always new and multi-national. The conversation is always interesting (not that you guys aren't!) and multi-lingual. And, the food is always international and very authentic :)
Now I'm about to tackle the rest of Vietnam. I am quite excited about it. I plan to sample its finest beaches, its cuisine, waterski, mountain bike, climb it highest mountain, etc. I will keep you posted...

Anyway, welcome to 2009. I hope it is off to a good start for you. Sadly for me, I don't think I will see you in this year. I look forward to catching up with you in late 2010 or early 2011.

PS: If you are ever wondering what I'm up to, and I haven't posted in a while, I tend to keep this blog up-to-date: http://ShawnWasHere.spaces.live.com

PPS: sorry about all the pics in this blog. This is what happens when I don't post for a while

Saturday, December 27, 2008

Christmas with the WGP






It's that time of year again and this holiday, we got a REAL, LIVE Christmas tree!!!! Mur and I hiked up to the power lines behind the warehouse and searched out the lucky tree that would become the one and only WGP xmas trees. Actually, Mur was having so much fun that he started calling up all our friends, asking if they needed him to cut down a tree for them. We all joined in the decorating of the tree: Kevin brought some sweet ornaments from Hong Kong. Plastic pieces of meat like a chicken thigh, bacon and shrimp - they would make your mouth water if you saw them!

The saturday before Xmas, we hosted a yet another pot luck dinner party where everyone pulled out their "Sunday best": note Crystal and Jay's Christmas sweaters in the picture. As always, C & J were late and we took to making $2 bets on what time they would arrive. $1 went to the winner and the other $1 went to charity.

Mur and I ended up going to the city to see my family for Christmas which was a day filled with eating, presents, eating, toboganning, eating and then more eating! Once again, another Christmas filled with good times!