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Entries this day: Do_today Eat_breakfast Singapore Vietnam! almost_late! hitomi_card not_late_at_all practice_hula snake_catching_made_easy Do today 7:42am SGT Friday 06 January 2006 Things to do today:
Eat breakfast 8:39am SGT Friday 06 January 2006 Went up to Yacht Club and sat with Charles, director of Second Harvest Japan. I wanted to ask him more questions than I did, but his question production frequency was a bit higher than mine. Did learn that this is his first time on PB (same for his 12 y/o daughter Mary), and they didn't particularly have a good idea of what it would be like (knowing "what it will be like" is basically an impossible task, I posit) but Mary realllllly didn't want to go at first, and now she realllllly doesn't want to go back home. - - - - He left around 8:12 and I jumped tables to Rei and Yuki's. They told me about their roommate this morning: waking up, walking barefoot to the door, stopping to ask "where're my shoes?", turning around, deciding otherwise, "ah fuckit," going outside, standing, coming back in, "it's too far," Rei: "what's too far?" "GET Street; it's too far..." and going back to bed. Awesome. Yuki has a tour early this morning, and Rei has a tour this evening; she may hang out with Maiko and Joel, who have no plans for today. permalinkSingapore 8:09pm SGT Friday 06 January 2006 Today Carl and I took a train to Little India, and he treated me to lunch at a vegetarian buffet restaurant. We chowed until we couldn't possibly eat much more, then worked on some post cards. Misata, Maiko, and Rei happened by, and were walking away when I ran to the door to encourage them in. The manager was quite smiley thankful for that, and the girls seemed to enjoy the meal as well! They chatted in high speed Japanese that I pretty much couldn't keep up with, but could get some of the words. I showed them the postcards that Hitomi printed for me from Palestine, and it made me remember that I need/want to do some sort of presentation on PB. I got a bit more dessert and then we walk walk walked to Arab Street and then to the big Merlion near the water. We got some funny Francois pictures! The funniest by far were of him flying next to variou signs or over the water fountain. We saw Xiangrun! He was near the big Merlion, and I tossed Francois to Xiangrun over the little Merlion for a photo. My second toss went a bit short, and Francois took a dive. Met Jenny and Wing from Hong Kong after I took a pic for them with the big Merlion in the background. Carl and I traded email addresses with them. They were like, "email us before 95 days, or we will forget you!" I emailed them my Rob Update; we'll see what happens. permalinkVietnam! Vietnam! Greetings from Singapore! As I write this on the 7th floor of the ship, we haven't actually arrived in Singapore. I see we are slowly sailing through a sea of ships, most of which are parked. We cannot arrive early at the port, or the ship company will be charged a significant amount of money. This is true of any port, apparently. "A thousand dollars per minute" if we arrive early or stay late. ---- GET Team: ---- The teaching team on this voyage has bonded beautifully, and seems pretty close with the CCs, Communication Coordinators (volunteer translators) on the ship. GET = Global English/Espanol Training. GET Team (I reserve the right to make errors below): Carl: one of my roommates, tall with short hair and friendly blue eyes. He has bicycled across the United States! We often speak in ebonics. Carla: from Canada, lives in my old room. She laughs freely, around 140 decibels. We worked together at Nova; she was my favorite teacher there! I told her about PB. Dan: my other roommate, on the bunk below mine. Part of the food-cleanup team when we eat as a group. Roots in Polynesia, but from the US. Isabel: From Italy, one of the Spanish teachers; she's the youngest in years, but really well traveled for her age. Did a several month tour around the world via Up With People. Fluent in 4 languages, and speaks 2 others. Karen: my classroom mate (in GET room 8); From Wales. Kellie: From Hawaii, but has lived in Japan for 10 years. My favorite teacher when I worked at Gaba; I told her about PB and will be learning some hula from her! Laura: from Canada (I hope) and grew up on a 100 acre farm with plenty of space. Lisa: my other classroom mate (in GET room 3); she and I giggle at quirks in the fabric of life that are supposed to be taken as normal. I knew her from Nova, but didn't know she'd be on this voyage! Maruan: from England, asks piercing questions, but always with permission. He'll give a workshop on Islam sometime. Nick: from east coast Australia; loves sport and all things Aussie. Pepe: from Mexico, our other Spanish teacher; he likes things to be just perfect. Petra: Born in Jamaica, but raised in London. She was on the 49th voyage with me! Phil: from England, was on the 48th voyage. Beautiful eyes and compassionate to everyone he meets. Rob: me, repeater from the 49th voyage, and writing far too much! Tony: from San Francisco, can breakdance and spin records as DJ Super Woox. Into meditation and taking care of one's spirit. ---- Vietnam: ---- We have already visited Vietnam, with the ship docking in Tien Sa (near Da Nang), and most of the GET Teachers taking a taxivan to Hoi An to eat, hang out, and get clothes made. Across the river from Hoi An, we stayed in a hotel suggested by Laura for $5 per night per person. Clean rooms and firm beds, but with limited linens (just mattress covers and blankets, but no bed sheets). In Hoi An, I had one main objective: to find my friend Tam (with a ^ over the a, pronounced like "Tom" in English), a woman I met in May during the 49th PB voyage. At that time she had been really friendly, and said, "you come back one year, I remember you.. you come back two years, I remember you.." It took me not too long to get reoriented in the city, during which time I met a friendly shopkeeper named An who invited me to follow her to her shop. I needed to walk that direction anyway, so I joined her. She was super-talkative, though I basically couldn't follow what she was saying. We walked along the street, past countless shops as countless bicycles and scooters passed us. Once I recognized where Tam's stall should have been, I became anxious for our walk to end so I could begin looking for Tam. We got to An$(B!G(Bs shop after a few turns down ever shrinking alleys, and I told her I would come back after I went to find my friend. She asked what time, but I wasn$(B!G(Bt willing to commit to anything so serious as that... I retraced our steps, memorizing where we had been, and before I got to the street where I planned to start looking for Tam, a woman was like, "hey, will you come buy something?" (or something like that) and I realized with glee, she was Tam!! Her eyes and smile widened when I was like, "you're Tam!" and we talked for about 2 hours. Her English has gotten a bit better since last time, and she referred to her notebook a few times to select from one of hundreds of phrases she has written in there with translations. She taught me how to ask for a price in Vietnamese, and how to say "too expensive;" critical language for bartering in the markets. She gave me a ride (on her motor scooter) back to my hotel, but we stopped at her house on the way, and I got to meet her family! I taught her nephews how to do high fives and got a picture with them. Her brother leads a team who makes sandals and boots on the front porch; I enjoyed watching how efficiently they work. Tam took me back to the hotel, and offered to take me from the hotel to the port the next day, and I gladly accepted. We planned to meet at the hotel at 1pm. I reconnected with most of the GET Team for dinner, and we were stuffed again (as we had been for lunch) for a relatively low price. During the meal, several of them had fittings for their new clothes; I just chilled in the conversation and occasional drops of rain. - - The next day after breakfast, I walked with Laura, who said she wanted to get "off the beaten path." I suggested we walk by Tam's house, which was close and definitely not a touristy area. At their shoe shop, they offered to make sandals for me, saying they would be ready in 30 minutes. I put down a 50,000 dong deposit (about $4) on 100,000 dong price. I didn't want to pay the full amount until I talked to Tam, who had said the previous day I could get them for 60,000 dong. We walked a bit farther along the river, and we were invited inside for tea by a woman named Lang. She asked if we could help her with something, which involved going outside somewhere. I thought she needed us to carry some heavy rocks or some such, so I accepted. She led us out to her boat on the river; Laura and I were hesitant to get in, but I ended up giving my stuff to Laura and went for a ride. That's exactly what it was, too; "help me" meant "pay me for a boat ride." When I asked Lang where we needed to go and she said, "I don't mind left right okay you choose," I started paddling back to shore. Good thing I had offered to help paddle. I ended up paying her 10,000 dong. In my mind, it was for the tea. I'm glad it was such an inexpensive miscommunication. I read a chapter or two of my novel (Either _Speaker for the Dead_ or _Xenocide_, both by Orson Scott Card, and both given to me by my brother. I started the latter as soon as I finished the first.) and slept a couple hours until around noon, when people started to regroup at the hotel for our trek back to Tien Sa. Tam hadn't shown up at the hotel by 1:15, so I walked to her house to try to track her down. She was there, and said she could not take me, but that her husband could, and asked if I would pay him the same amount I had paid for the original trip. I queried about the price of sandals, and after a quick dialogue in Japanese, she told me that had she been here when I ordered them, she could have requested the 60,000 dong price, but these were higher quality sandals. I paid the 50,000 dong, and back at port paid $8 for the ride. Everyone I met in Vietnam was really beautiful and friendly and happy to see us. And financially really poor. I really don't want to think it was all an elaborate plot, or an ingrained mode of living to get more money out of me. But I can't imagine what my life would be like in similar circumstances.. ---- Singapore ---- Ironically, I have extended family in Singapore, but haven't made arrangements to contact them. Interestingly, we arrived 1 hour earlier than originally planned. I don't know of a good reason for the ship company to pay $60,000, so I assume we got permission. We have arrived in basically the exact same place as my last voyage, with the hanging gondolas above us, and plenty of cruise ship and yacht traffic all around. I plan to spend some time reading emails in Singapore, given that wireless internet access will be free in certain fast food restaurants. I love getting emails so I know how everyone is doing, but it may be a while until I get a block of time to reply... Love Love Love - Rob!permalink almost late! 9:30pm SGT Friday 06 January 2006 Run run run run run back to the customs thing, get through the line okay, then run run run and find a huge line at the ship. Oh shit. But wait. That line isn't moving. We're going to be considered on time because *everyone* will be late. Apparently the docking mechanism wasn't working properly. We sat for a while and it got fixed and we headed onboard. Not late. - - - - Byebye to Sachie and Maho. Hello to Sandy. permalinkhitomi card 9:44pm SGT Friday 06 January 2006 Awwwww.. I got a precious postcard from Hitomi! It's all handmade (on her printer) and includes the kanji for my name. I remember that I enjoyed this lesson of you, But I didn't understand this story a bit when I had your lesson. I felt sad because I like your lesson. After that, I read a lot and I understand and memorized this story. So. I was able to read with no text when I had this lesson again! The lesson was definitely one of my favorites to teach at Nova. Probably my favorite: The Legend of Willy the Kid Willy the Kid arrived in Dodge City one evening. He walked into the saloon, and looked slowly round the room. Everybody was afraid. Willy had two guns. The Sheriff was in his office. He was asleep. The saloon barman rushed into the Sheriff's office. "Willy the Kid's in town!" The Sheriff hurried to the saloon. The Sheriff shouted to Willy. "Give me your guns, Willy." Willy replied calmly. "This town is too small for both of us." They walked into the street. The Sheriff waited. Willy moved his hand towards his gun... The Sheriff pulled out his gun. He fired twice. The first bullet missed Willy. The second bullet killed him. Two cowboys carried Willy away. That was the end of Willy the Kid.permalink not late at all 11:00pm SGT Friday 06 January 2006 The boat is supposed to leave now, but because of a problem with the bunkering (refueling), we won't be leaving until "early in the morning." permalinkpractice hula 12:27am SGT Saturday 07 January 2006 We had a lovely hula practice tonight; everyone is doing so well!! I'm especially happy to see Kellie happily teaching hula, which is quite specifically the first thing she wanted to do on the ship when she learned we could do our own workshops. Carl on my left, then Carla, then me and Yuki are all in a line in the back row. There's another person to Carl's left, but I've forgotten who. Really genki fun. The ship hasn't left yet. permalinksnake catching made easy This was stolen from ehow.com. Everything looks normal until we get down to the last item in Tips. How to Catch a SnakeHave you ever wondered how the professionals on TV catch snakes so easily? Do you want to get one out of your garden without hurting it? Or do you just think it would be cool to catch and get a close look at such a fascinating creature? Here's how to catch a wild snake safely and humanely. Steps
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