Laphet thok
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This is lipetho (my spelling) or "laphet thok". It's Burmese Chinese tea leaf salad. Absolutely delicious. Click here for more information.
a travelogue for a solo cross-country motorcycle road trip from Tampa, Florida to San Diego, California in 2008 and an overland attempt from Singapore to Morocco from November 2004 to August 2006
This is lipetho (my spelling) or "laphet thok". It's Burmese Chinese tea leaf salad. Absolutely delicious. Click here for more information.
Live music here with this Thai dude singing the Cranberries, Eagles, and John Denver. The Thai locals didn't mind getting on stage and singing along with him. There is a style of singing here that comes from the Thai's not being able to fully pronouce the words, so the words are a bit truncated, but it sounds wonderfully island-like in a folksy way.
This is the closest I could find to laksa noodles while here. Delicious.
She's a Honda Wave 100 cc clutchless bike -- and she purrrrrrs.
From Sukhothai, I went back to Mae Sot. I had been here from May through June, then returned in August for two weeks, and now I'm back again for a few days. Ban Thai, my old place, was full, so I checked into Fortune next door. I saw a few suprised faces, especially at Koon's, the local watering hole, where I got hugs all around. It's fun being back.
Sukhothai was the first capital of the first Thai kingdom back in the 13th century. Before the Thai kingdom, this region was part of the Angkor kingdom in Cambodia. Most of the ancient ruins are of Buddhist structures, but some are Hindi (from the Angkor period). I rented a bicycle and toured the area for a few hours.
The Duddy's wanted to take a longtail boat tour of the klongs, the canals of Bangkok. To be honest, I had not realized there were klong tours to be had. Their Explore(!) tour offered the afternoon tour as an 450 Bht option, but we went to the river and booked a two-hour longtail tour for 300 Bht each. It's actually 1200 Bht for the whole boat for two hours, and the boat fits about thirty people.
On the long cruise, the city disappeared, and it was nice and quiet. It reminded me of the Mekong Delta tour I took in Vietnam. I saw a couple monitor lizards mating in the water.
This, hours after Mrs. Duddy declared that she would not be eating street food.
I met the Duddy's, Emily's parental units, on a two-week holiday in Thailand. It also happened to be Emily's birthday (she just turned sixteen!) so we went out for a change.
We went to the Arab area around Soi 3 and found an Iraqi restaurant, aptly named "Iraqi Restaurant". When we entered, the conversation stopped (even from the television), and all heads turned to us.
No, not really. It was fine, and the food was delicious.
Simon and Annabel had just picked up their passports from the Myanmar Embassy and came over to the Woraburi. They couldn't believe it when I pulled out proscuitto slices from the fridge.
We went out for Ktv again on my last week in Taiwan. A lot of people showed up and we celebrated a couple birthdays.
Andy is a big fan of Steve-o from Mtv's "Jackass". Seriously. I gave him a copy of "Jackass: the Movie" and he loves it. It transcends language barriers.
An uncle took us out to eat near a lake in Fengshan.
The condo association held a ceremony in the lobby celebrating the Lantern festival, the full moon fifteen days after the Chinese (Lunar) New Year. We had some "soup balls", sticky balls made of rice flour with some sweet red beans.
One the many local eateries within walking distance of my parents' place was this all-you-can-eat lamb hot pot place. It was packed and the food was great. They had other things to eat besides lamb (I don't like lamb).
Like the candle balloons on Ko Samet, we wrote our new year's wishes on these pink ones and released them in the evening from the rooftop.
Andy and Wing sing it up at a kareoke bar in Kaohsiung.
Emily and Wing siddle up to Andy in a Ktv lounge. Kareoke bars are places where you share the stage with other bar patrons. Ktv places rent our private rooms with restrooms, a big tv and comfy sofas for your singing amusement.
Back in Taipei, this monument holds the Lincoln-esque statue of CKS and a museum in the basement.
In Taiwan you collect (and give out) red envelopes containing money. It is a form of good luck. Chinese New Year is like Christmas back home. Here I am displaying the Asian "V" sign proudly.
Grandma looks pretty pissed off with me most of the time.
Spaghetti bolognaise, fried squid with ali oli (garlic mayonnaise), mozzerella salad, tomato salad, and fried peppers. And no one got sick!
After all the talk about being a great cook, Emily finally made some food for a bunch of us.
We were to mourn Grandpa's passing for forty-nine days. This meant reading Buddhist scriptures every few days and being vegetarians. On the forty-ninth day we had another banquet.
We moved into my parents' new condo in Kaohsiung. Lots of people came to visit.
We had dinner in Fengshan with some other relatives.
Red decorations were on sale all over Taiwan, sort of like seeing Christmas holiday items in December.
Returning from Ko Samet, it was tough finding a good place to stay in Bangkok as it was the holiday season back in Europe and the States. Sawadee Khaosan Inn was okay, but the buffet breakfast sucked, especially the chef cooking the eggs. (Just kidding!)
My grand-aunt took us out to eat at this new place in Kaohsiung. It was a 10-course meal of nouveau cuisine. Check out the flickr website to see the courses.
This night market is only a couple blocks from my parents' new condo. The food and clothes are cheap here. You know how there are "99 cent" stores in the states? They have a stall that has everything for "$10" in Taiwan dollars, which comes out to be 33 cents.
This is Hank's family dog, who has more clothes than I do. He wears clothes so often that when he isn't, I feel a bit awkward looking at him naked.
The homecooked meals in Taiwan are actually better than the food in restaurants. This is not to say that the restaurant food sucks, but that the homecooked meals are so much better. My grand-aunt cooked up a bunch of seafood.
This was a wierd restaurant near the train station in Fenghan. The interior was decorated to look like the 1940's.
This is a photo from December. We went out to meet Patric and his friends at a hot pot place in Kaohsiung that their friend "Spider" opened. Even on a weeknight, this place was packed at midnight.