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Japan

July 11, 2016

Japan, our final stop before heading home for good! I've wanted to visit for a long time, since I realized several years ago that it's a place that's influenced my life a lot, in ways that weren't so obvious to me when I was a kid.

At the risk of overstepping what my dad would be willing for me to share...

My dad lived here before immigrating to the States. He moved to Tokyo to work after graduating high school (though he was accepted by Taiwan's best university, after secretly studying for the entrance exams while working in a steel factory, where he found out he was admitted by seeing his name in the newspaper!). From what he's shared with me over the years, I know that that period in his life wasn't easy. He got lower-rank kitchen jobs, and didn't have much money to spend, because he saved to send money to family. What he could spend, he spent on train tickets and food. On his days off, he'd take a train line as far as possible, and spend his money tasting the local food. He learned as much as he could at work, studying how the chefs conducted themselves and operated their restaurants, how clean and orderly they were. I've noticed that the chefs here wear ties. They're quiet and diligent, show each other respect, and have thoughtful and deliberate movements.

As a chef, my dad always seemed different from all of the countless chefs that he hired (and fired). It's become more clear to me over the years how my dad's experience and what he learned in Japan influenced him as a chef, and ultimately contributed to the success of the restaurants, which in turn provided a roof over my head, put food on the table, and paid for my college tuition. 

So, I wanted to see this place myself, pay my respects in a way. Who knows if my time here will influence me and my future career like it did for my dad. Only time will tell. In the meantime, maybe I'll hop on a train and figure out what to eat next!

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Busan

July 08, 2016

Busan was a cool little window into my family's history. I've always wanted to visit, because it's where most of my family first experienced life outside of China, either having immigrated there as my grandparents did or being born there as many relatives of my parents' generation were. 

I wanted to see my parents' school, walk the same streets where they walked, ran and played. I wanted to visit their neighborhood and imagine my grandparents' restaurant (mom's side), before it was destroyed by local thugs because my grandfather stood his ground and was never willing to give them money (after that happened, my grandparents moved the family to Seoul, where they established a new successful restaurant, and the kids attended the school I mentioned in my last post). 

Being in Busan gave me a deeper understanding of what my grandparents endured. Walking the streets of Chinatown, there really wasn't much going on. It seemed a lot more like a community than your typical Chinatown, a lot less touristy for sure. People there didn't have glamorous lives and worked very hard to make a living. It occurred to me that day that my grandparents were not unlike those people. They weren't wealthy, and didn't have political connections. So to think, for them to move the family from Busan to Seoul, then to California, USA, is truly no small feat. 

As I get older, I'm realizing more and more how difficult that really was, and how lucky I really am. 

Being in Busan also allowed us to sample some delicious food (like the area in China where my family is from, Busan is a coastal city with access to fantastic seafood, so I wouldn't be surprised if its food culture strongly influenced my grandparents' decision to immigrate there). We sampled some great street seafood, and had unforgettable BBQ pork and beef dinners. 

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Seoul

July 08, 2016

Visiting Seoul marked the final chapter of my quest for Alexandra to meet the rest of family who she'd never met prior to our trip, my uncles from my dad's side and their wives and kids living in Taiwan and Seoul.  Not having seen my family there for over twenty years myself, it was quite special for me too.  I didn't want to arrive empty-handed, so I thought of framing a wedding photo of my grandparents that I knew only my dad owned (first picture after the picstitch).  It was a pretty cool moment when I presented the photo to each uncle.

We had a great time hanging out with family (coincidentally, our cousins Jack and Jenn were also in Seoul during the same time we were there), spending an afternoon with Alexandra's former co-worker TaeSun, touring my parents' high school with one of my mom's best childhood friends who's now a teacher there, and of course, sampling some great Korean food, including "brown chicken," pork bone and beef bone soups, spicy rice and fish cakes, all sorts of different banchan, and delicious ice cream with matcha powder and honeycomb.  Koreans know how to eat!

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Hanoi and Ha Long Bay

June 20, 2016

Hanoi:

My first impression of Hanoi? Traffic is...intense. It's unlike anything I've seen before - and we've been to some countries, like Peru and Greece, with very unpredictable drivers and heavy traffic. When we first arrived in Hanoi, it seemed almost impossible to cross the street. From what I could tell, there weren't many discernible stoplights or crosswalks, and there was a flurry of scooters zooming toward us. The locals told us that the rule for crossing the street is that you make sure to wait until the buses and cars have passed, then you walk across decisively and confidently. If you do this, the traffic will adjust to you, and in all likelihood you will make it across safely; but if you hesitate at all, it t confuses the drivers and you are likely to get hit. No pressure...! The first time I crossed the street, I admit I was tentative, and I made sure to stay close behind Michael and have him lead the way.

Amazingly though, in the time we were in Vietnam, I didn't see a single accident. Somehow, it all seems to work and make sense and everyone understands the system, like some sort of implicit organized chaos. And that kind of sums of my overall impression of Hanoi: it's intense, congested, at times overstimulating and overwhelming, and yet the city has a special rhythm to it. It takes some getting used to, but after a couple of days, I started to lead the way in crossing the street :-) #feminism

One of the highlights from Hanoi was when we went on a 3-hour food tour of the city. We've done a bunch of food tours throughout our travels, but we both agree that this was one of the best ever. Our guide was wonderful and he took us to true hole-in-the-wall spots that we would never have had the courage to venture into on our own. We sampled all sorts of street food - chicken pho, perfectly fried spring rolls with crab, banh mi with egg, etc - and all were fantastic. One of my favorite things that we tried was a local specialty: egg coffee. I know, I know, it sounds iffy, but it is DELICIOUS. Essentially, it's coffee with condensed milk with a raw egg yolk mixed in that is "cooked" by the heat of the coffee. When combined, it tastes like a creamy, coffee-flavored custard. Yum.

Something I was surprised to learn about was when our guide told us that it is common in some parts of Vietnam to eat rats. He explained that the rats are bred on a farm, so "they aren't dirty like city rats", and they are clean and fed well. He insisted that after eating rat meat, most people find it so delicious that they won't go back to eating chicken. I'm an adventurous eater and there's very little I won't try, buuuut...I'm going to take his word for it.

We also did an all-day tour of the city where we saw a lot of the major sites, including: the Ho Chi Minh Mausoleum (we were in line for 30-40 minutes and only saw the actual mausoleum part for about 15 seconds - but hey, now we can say we've seen it, right?), The Temple of Literature aka the first university in Vietnam, and a pottery village, where we learned the many steps of how each piece of Vietnamese ceramics is meticulously and painstakingly made by hand.

Ha Long Bay

Ha Long Bay is a place I have always wanted to visit, and in its entirety, it's absolutely incredible. When we first set out on the bay and I began to see the layers of all of the limestone islands, it was truly breathtaking. As we made our way through the bay, I found myself thinking that this is one of the most beautiful places on earth. With each viewpoint, you only see about 10-20 islands at a time, and given that there are almost 2,000 islands in the bay, it's pretty mind-blowing to think that you're only able to see about 1% of all the islands at a given time.

We were given the option of kayaking around the bay, which we were thrilled to do. And here's where, unfortunately, we found out just how polluted Ha Long Bay is. There are piles of plastic bottles and other junk that especially collect near the rocks, which is disappointing and detracts from the beauty of the scenery. Also, many people decided to go swimming, but we heard that locals don't even swim in the bay because they call it "acid water". (Hmmm, I think this time I'll stay on dry land). Apparently, according to our guide, all tourism is going to be prohibited by 2020. The first thought that entered my mind was that our kids and grandkids will potentially never have the chance to see this incredible place. (To my future kids: Recycle! Compost! Save the world! Mommy will be very proud.) It's really upsetting to think about the degree to which humans are destroying the earth, and how it's likely only going to get worse.

Some other highlights from our time in Ha Long Bay included staying overnight on a junk boat (it's nicer than it sounds) and getting to meet people from all over the world (and playing a hilarious and memorable game of King's Cup after dinner!), participating in a short cooking class where we learned how to wrap and deep fry pork spring rolls, and exploring some caves on one of the islands!

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Siem Reap

June 12, 2016

I learned a few things that really surprised me during our time in Siem Reap:

  1. The Khmer Rouge killed more than 2 Million Cambodians. 2 Million! This is another glaring example of how little I know about the world. The mass graves were a bit too far from Siem Reap for us to visit, but I definitely want to learn more about what happened and how it all went so wrong.
  2. The temples are as spectacular as advertised, and tourists can literally walk all over, in and around them. Massive stones damaged over the centuries are stacked on each other like piles of rubble, and while an effort was made to post some 'no access' signs, the freedom to walk wherever you want is pretty extraordinary. Angkor Wat at sunrise was breathtaking, and we really liked Preah Thom, which has gigantic trees with huge roots clawing over its walls, and the Bayon in Angkor Thom, which has huge faces carved into its stone temple pillars. 
  3. 50 cent beers! On Pub Street, which I didn't know about until and was pretty stoked to find out about when we arrived, draft Angkor beers (a solid 5% local lager) are sold for 50 cents. A hefty, delicious meal costs about 5 bucks. Same for a one-hour foot massage. Siem Reap might be the world's most affordable place with modern conveniences for English speakers (people are quite friendly too, if you don't take offense to having to negotiate certain prices). But the stark contrast in prices for things like beer between Siem Reap and a country like the States is, a bit ironically, quite sobering. For if I (or any tourist walking down Pub Street) was born in Cambodia, I'd have a near zero probability of ever being able to celebrate cheap beer, let alone travel anywhere outside the country.  
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