<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419323</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:56:55.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Take your digicam out for a walk</title><subtitle type='html'>Traveling through Asia with a PowerShot/Ixus/Ixy camera</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingixus.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingixus.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>True San Franciscian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>74</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419323.post-108596993286989346</id><published>2004-05-30T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-30T19:18:52.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New home! </title><summary type='text'>Hey, the site has moved!The Walking Ixus has walked here. Come on by and check it out!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/108596993286989346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/108596993286989346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingixus.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108596993286989346' title='New home! '/><author><name>True San Franciscian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419323.post-107878831381838431</id><published>2004-03-08T15:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-08T15:30:33.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thirsting for Wanderlust</title><summary type='text'>I found this useful map that points out where you can get something cool and replenishing to drink.  Mmmmm. Sweat! There's even a handbook! And if you must absolutely have it in english, click this.  It's not quite as interesting looking tho.  Yep, I'm over the deep end a bit because it's 22 degrees out site and I'm not: A: in LAXB: in HKG C: in SIND: in NRTor any other place that's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107878831381838431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107878831381838431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingixus.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107878831381838431' title='Thirsting for Wanderlust'/><author><name>True San Franciscian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419323.post-107862342904316318</id><published>2004-03-06T17:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-06T17:41:11.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ever feel the need to bowl?</title><summary type='text'>Bowling is an international sport.  Though I'd question the word of "sport" since people who sit at a table shoving cards and chips at each other is also considered a "sport".  In HKG, you can go to an old airport and bowl in the terminal.  In Tokyo, all you need to do is look for one of these.  Or it could just be a piece of moderne retro design...Usually they're out front like this </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107862342904316318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107862342904316318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingixus.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107862342904316318' title='Ever feel the need to bowl?'/><author><name>True San Franciscian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419323.post-107808511083582119</id><published>2004-02-29T12:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-29T13:11:06.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost in Translation's Tokyo</title><summary type='text'>Have you seen it? I received my DVD right before my recent trip over there.  I watched it on the way to Tokyo (on a 12" Al Powerbook and noise cancelling headphones) and again (on a big screen and proper Dolby Digital sound) when I returned home.  The movie does a good job portraying the sensory overload of Tokyo and the various islands of calm that can be found in that big big city.  It </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107808511083582119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107808511083582119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingixus.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107808511083582119' title='Lost in Translation&apos;s Tokyo'/><author><name>True San Franciscian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419323.post-107800678383983603</id><published>2004-02-28T14:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-28T14:21:49.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shameless Plug</title><summary type='text'>When I'm in HK, I usually find some time to go here to have a smoke.  This place is above the main Shanghai Tang store in Central in the Pedder Building.  Now since I'm here to smoke, I usually go downstairs to shop.  The clothes are nice and the home decor stuff is nice.  It's nice and nice &amp; expensive!  So I don't buy but I do shop.  I did pick up a CD of old Mandopop songs remixed, much like</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107800678383983603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107800678383983603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingixus.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107800678383983603' title='Shameless Plug'/><author><name>True San Franciscian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419323.post-107769933261309921</id><published>2004-02-25T00:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-25T01:13:31.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lodging in Tokyo (why pay twice as much as last time?)</title><summary type='text'>On my last trip here (November 2003), I stayed at the New Koyo in Taito-Ku.  It's a bit out of the way, then nearest JR station being Minami-Senju.  That's several stops outside the Yamanote but you can't beat the price. This trip, I decided to stay somewhere different, albeit a tad pricer.  The Annex Katsutaro is in Yanaka, a little bit closer than the New Koyo is.  The nearest subway stop is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107769933261309921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107769933261309921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingixus.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107769933261309921' title='Lodging in Tokyo (why pay twice as much as last time?)'/><author><name>True San Franciscian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419323.post-107769849873667377</id><published>2004-02-19T13:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-25T01:14:08.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving on a (crowded) Jet Plane and other forms of transport</title><summary type='text'>Today was my last day in Tokyo.  Blah.  The plane leaves for San Francisco at 1945 which means I go BACK in time and arrive at 1100 today.  That date line thingie can be a real pain in da butt...I had some time today before I had to leave for Narita on the Skyliner.  Since it leaves at 1445 and it takes about an hour to get to Narita, I had the morning to putter about.  Now what is the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107769849873667377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107769849873667377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingixus.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107769849873667377' title='Leaving on a (crowded) Jet Plane and other forms of transport'/><author><name>True San Franciscian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419323.post-107711507839510313</id><published>2004-02-18T23:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-18T06:46:08.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last nite in Tokyo (snif!)</title><summary type='text'>Besides visiting questionable icons of bubble-era architecture (see below), today was an eating day.  I had lunch with Yumi which was good.  She's off skiing tomorrow.  Fun!Lunchtime is the same over there as it is over here.  Short.  Only an hour.  Bummer.  I had a late supper with Takeshi, a friend I met when he was in San Francisco for a few months rooming with Cesar after graduating </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107711507839510313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107711507839510313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingixus.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107711507839510313' title='Last nite in Tokyo (snif!)'/><author><name>True San Franciscian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419323.post-107709575179579475</id><published>2004-02-18T17:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-18T01:24:23.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Golden Turd! </title><summary type='text'>If you take the Ginza line from end to end, you'll begin in Shibuya (yum yum!) and end in Asakusa.  Not Akasaka, which I've had a horrible habit of confusing the two.  You can tell you're in Asakusa because: #1: There's a river.  Neat. #2: The oldest western style tavern (since 1891) is here. #3: You can see the Phillipe Starck designed "golden turd" when you come up from the subway and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107709575179579475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107709575179579475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingixus.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107709575179579475' title='The Golden Turd! '/><author><name>True San Franciscian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419323.post-107694838726416611</id><published>2004-02-17T01:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-17T07:28:21.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I did it again</title><summary type='text'>Well, this trip was for doing things that I didn't do before.  After all, Tokyo is the second biggest city in the world and HK is HK...that's all that needs to be said about my destinations.  Lots of things to do and see on top of the things I usually do and see. But old fun habits die hard.  Like staying out until the last train.  And busting butt to catch it.  Once again, I'm on the last </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107694838726416611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107694838726416611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingixus.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107694838726416611' title='I did it again'/><author><name>True San Franciscian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419323.post-107730424014576756</id><published>2004-02-16T16:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-20T11:19:17.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shinjuku</title><summary type='text'>A western ward of Tokyo divided by a train station.  West is highrises, the Tokyo Metropolitan City Hall and that Park Hyatt where Lost in Translation took place.  East is shopping, Kabukicho and a general mess which means it's the fun area.  There's an observation deck at the top of the tower (like most big buildings in Tokyo do) and I was able to see the New City Hotel where I stayed in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107730424014576756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107730424014576756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingixus.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107730424014576756' title='Shinjuku'/><author><name>True San Franciscian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419323.post-107686013846405941</id><published>2004-02-14T19:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-15T07:50:50.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maps not to Scale</title><summary type='text'>I'm what's considered an internet traveler.  I get a guidebook about a place I'd like to visit and devour it. Then I research places to stay on the internet and usually make my decisions based on that.  Generally they've been hits as opposed to misses.   Like the place I'm staying at for this trip.  They even have broadband in the rooms for free (bring your CAT5 cable!).The flight from HK</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107686013846405941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107686013846405941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingixus.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107686013846405941' title='Maps not to Scale'/><author><name>True San Franciscian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419323.post-107711985361341667</id><published>2004-02-12T11:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-18T08:00:19.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kowloon City</title><summary type='text'>This is Kowloon City, near the site of the old Kai Tak Airport.  It's not accessible directly from the MTR so you either need a good map or some local friends to take you around.  Big difference from Central, eh?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107711985361341667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107711985361341667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingixus.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107711985361341667' title='Kowloon City'/><author><name>True San Franciscian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419323.post-107711910132036265</id><published>2004-02-11T20:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-18T07:46:55.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where's Batman?</title><summary type='text'>They look like they need the Caped Crusader really bad! I mean, that's a big lightshow with a LOT of spotlights...heh. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107711910132036265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107711910132036265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingixus.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107711910132036265' title='Where&apos;s Batman?'/><author><name>True San Franciscian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419323.post-107711853750193948</id><published>2004-02-11T11:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-18T07:48:49.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More touristy things</title><summary type='text'>Here's some snaps I took this morning from the 42nd floor of that feng-shui challenged masterpiece, I.M. Pei's Bank of China building. This is the Bank of China building in case you don't know how it looks like.  Rather iconic, eh? This is the base of it with one of the historic buildings in HK Park for scale.  The BOC is actually across the street.  It's pretty big, eh?Now, here's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107711853750193948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107711853750193948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingixus.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107711853750193948' title='More touristy things'/><author><name>True San Franciscian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419323.post-107711610144319812</id><published>2004-02-11T10:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-18T07:07:07.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Puttering in the Park</title><summary type='text'>And...since I was up ANYWAY, I decided to putter about.  The Hong Kong Park is on a hill between the Mid-Levels and the ground.  It's pretty nice and it's compact and right next to the British Embassy.  An oasis from the urbanism that is Hong Kong.There's a walk-in fountain that looks like you're under a big umbrella in a very large rainstorm. There are statues and memorials to various </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107711610144319812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107711610144319812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingixus.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107711610144319812' title='Puttering in the Park'/><author><name>True San Franciscian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419323.post-107688958143274587</id><published>2004-02-11T09:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-15T16:01:33.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Early</title><summary type='text'>When you go on vacation, it's an opportunity to do different things that you wouldn't do at home. One of those things for me is to wake up early.  I woke up at 0630 after a deep sleep.  Couldn't sleep any more.    Since today is the 11th, there's a morning flag raising ceremony in Wan Chai.  This is one of the things that I've never seen (the other is the firing of the Noonday Gun) </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107688958143274587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107688958143274587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingixus.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107688958143274587' title='Too Early'/><author><name>True San Franciscian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419323.post-107686078144388258</id><published>2004-02-10T23:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-15T08:13:38.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zoom</title><summary type='text'>Landed at HKG this evening; long long flight with awful food and indifferent service. Had bulkhead seat on border with Business Class.  Everyone there had their laptops out and plugged in so they could escape the Hollyweird rejects that passes for inflight movies.  Except for Master and Commander which looked pretty good.  Now that it's up for an Oscar, it's in the theatres again so I can see</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107686078144388258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107686078144388258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingixus.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107686078144388258' title='Zoom'/><author><name>True San Franciscian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419323.post-107689062901138933</id><published>2004-02-10T19:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-15T16:23:43.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something you'll never see in the US</title><summary type='text'>HKG is a big big airport.  They have to use people movers to get people from the gate to the terminal.  When you come down the escalator, you may see or hear the train leave.  Being from San Francisco, my first instinct is to run like hell down the escalator and try to jam the doors.  This is behaviour that has been ingrained due to years of a MUNI victim, never knowing if or when the next </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107689062901138933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107689062901138933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingixus.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107689062901138933' title='Something you&apos;ll never see in the US'/><author><name>True San Franciscian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419323.post-107689044959580877</id><published>2004-02-10T13:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-15T16:16:02.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mystery food</title><summary type='text'>Well, the cuts in airline food budgets have even hit the international flights, at least in steerage.  This carb-laden plate passed as "dinner".  Another passed as "breakfast".  It looked exactly the same as this except for different meat.  The snack box inbetween meals consisted of a small instant noodle cup, an apple and a cookie.  I shoulda brought some Shin Ramyun like I did the last </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107689044959580877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107689044959580877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingixus.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107689044959580877' title='Mystery food'/><author><name>True San Franciscian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419323.post-107635220640191714</id><published>2004-02-09T10:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-09T10:45:12.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TSA Fun</title><summary type='text'>Any doubt that the TSA is just another government bureaucracy? I'm at the front of the line with about 150 people behind me.  There are two open checkpoints.  Stop, make that one open checkpoint.  Despite the frumpy hordes behind me in line, they close the checkpoint anyway.  It's just like the customer service "commitment" that the post office or the DMV has.  Meaning none.  Next up: a</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107635220640191714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107635220640191714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingixus.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107635220640191714' title='TSA Fun'/><author><name>True San Franciscian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419323.post-107626504016101756</id><published>2004-02-08T10:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-08T10:54:53.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When the Going Gets Tough...</title><summary type='text'>the tough go to Asia! I'm back in HK and Tokyo for the next 12 days.  Hopefully will scout around the expat job market, eat some good food, take in some scenery and relax.  Because it gets busy after I get back.  The flight over will be difficult...I'm on UA and have a bulkhead seat.  In steerage! Bleagh! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107626504016101756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107626504016101756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingixus.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107626504016101756' title='When the Going Gets Tough...'/><author><name>True San Franciscian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419323.post-107544954993230899</id><published>2004-01-29T23:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-30T00:00:44.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How did I miss this? </title><summary type='text'>Apparently, Tokyo is bigger than I thought...(duh!)This place sounds reallly goood! Gotta go here next time.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107544954993230899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107544954993230899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingixus.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107544954993230899' title='How did I miss this? '/><author><name>True San Franciscian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419323.post-107361001400917229</id><published>2004-01-08T17:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-08T17:05:22.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Japan is lovely for many reasons</title><summary type='text'>I tell everyone...Besides the abundance of bijin (literal translation, not common usage), there are many many forms of booze at many different price points. When asked what I liked to drink over there, I say "beeru" and "shochu".  What's shochu? I really couldn't explain it very well.  Saying Japanese vodka doesn't give it justice.  This does though.  There's a form of cheap beer that's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107361001400917229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107361001400917229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingixus.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107361001400917229' title='Japan is lovely for many reasons'/><author><name>True San Franciscian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419323.post-107213696863445099</id><published>2003-12-22T15:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-22T15:53:00.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blah</title><summary type='text'>Stayed home last weekend.  Nothing exciting to blog about since I didn't go anywhere...But from the socialist paradise, the following: There was a blackout (which PG&amp;E will take a lot of heat for) over the weekend. There was an earthquake today on the Central Coast.  Makes me want to head back to Roppongi so I can smoke and drink and listen to jazz...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107213696863445099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107213696863445099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingixus.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107213696863445099' title='Blah'/><author><name>True San Franciscian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419323.post-107146386108549916</id><published>2003-12-14T20:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-08T10:36:25.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New York Snow</title><summary type='text'>I decided to disappear this weekend to New York City.  NYC is all dolled up for Xmas and there's nothing quite like it.  This is Prospect Park, Brooklyn's answer to Manhattan's Central Park.  It snowed all morning Sunday and this is pretty much how the neighborhood looked when I trudged (Hey Joe, used yr word!) to the subway to head into town, err, Manhattan.  Me with the big twinkle-y </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107146386108549916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107146386108549916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingixus.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107146386108549916' title='New York Snow'/><author><name>True San Franciscian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419323.post-107095292629167219</id><published>2003-12-08T22:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-08T10:37:24.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LA Weekend</title><summary type='text'>I went to LA this past weekend.  Saw the game.  Beat the Beavers.  Savored the victory and for 12 hours, we all thought we'd be going to New Orleans for the BCS Nat'l Championship. Instead, in theory, we could be playing for a co-championship.We need out of the BCS, it's absolute bullshite and it's biased against Pac-10 teams anyway...Here's a shot of an SC tradition...This is toward </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107095292629167219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107095292629167219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingixus.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107095292629167219' title='LA Weekend'/><author><name>True San Franciscian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419323.post-107046830252208767</id><published>2003-12-01T08:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-03T08:21:40.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving Asia</title><summary type='text'>Sunday was  a verrrry long day, mostly because of that International Date Line thingy.  Here's how my day went.Late Sat. PM: Had silly idea about going to sento after more drinking after we got back to Myung-Dong.  Silly idea disappeared after shochu kicked in. Sunday 0700: Woke up.  Left hotel. Trudged to bus stop for 1 hour ride to Incheon.Sunday 1100: Left for NRT after contributing to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107046830252208767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107046830252208767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingixus.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107046830252208767' title='Leaving Asia'/><author><name>True San Franciscian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419323.post-107035135050399000</id><published>2003-11-29T23:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-08T10:39:10.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seoul Food and moments full of Seoul</title><summary type='text'>Today was my first and only full day in Seoul.  Besides breakfast, the one thing I wanted to do was to tour the DMZ.  The DMZ, despite being the most fortified border on Earth, where the nuclear tripwire is still in effect, is a tourist attraction. There are tour groups that highlight Panmunjom, the village that straddles the border and where there is a line that dissects a building in half.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107035135050399000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107035135050399000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingixus.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#107035135050399000' title='Seoul Food and moments full of Seoul'/><author><name>True San Franciscian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419323.post-107026361041663118</id><published>2003-11-28T23:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-30T23:28:42.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The road to Seoul</title><summary type='text'>IHN is a new airport, built 2 years ago.  Very new, clean and nice.  Just wish that they built a rail link while they building the airport because you have to take a bus to town on a road that seems to go on and on and on.  No rail.  Just a really long road that seems to go to nowhere.  Then you hit Seoul and you know you've hit it because there's a lot of traffic out.   We are staying in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107026361041663118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107026361041663118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingixus.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#107026361041663118' title='The road to Seoul'/><author><name>True San Franciscian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419323.post-107026345200071117</id><published>2003-11-28T23:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-30T23:24:48.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'>UA gotta have Seoul</title><summary type='text'>I flew with Yumi to Seoul tonight.  We flew out on UA in Business Class.  She said it was almost like when we first met except the seats are bigger and it's a shorter flight.  The food was atrocious.  Bad.  Sushi plate looked like 2 day old maki from local 7-11.  The entertainment on the flight was non-existent.  Three channels, one being the map, one being a special on the turkey and one </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107026345200071117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107026345200071117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingixus.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#107026345200071117' title='UA gotta have Seoul'/><author><name>True San Franciscian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419323.post-107112539297885929</id><published>2003-11-28T16:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-08T10:39:57.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Travel Tools</title><summary type='text'>This is all you need for a smooth trip...Your JR ticket, an iPod and a brewski...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107112539297885929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107112539297885929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingixus.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#107112539297885929' title='Travel Tools'/><author><name>True San Franciscian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419323.post-107115818645213607</id><published>2003-11-28T14:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-08T10:40:30.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Pink Dot</title><summary type='text'>Kenzo Tange is a Japanese architect that has designed many buildings including the Tokyo Metropolitan Government Complex in Shinjuku.  He also designed the Yoyogi Stadium and Metropolitan Gym in Shibuya next door to NHK's studios.  What he DIDN'T design was that big pink dot that's the mascot of the World Cup volleyball tournament that was being hosted there. Dun get that dot confused </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107115818645213607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107115818645213607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingixus.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#107115818645213607' title='Big Pink Dot'/><author><name>True San Franciscian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419323.post-107112523925530749</id><published>2003-11-28T13:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-08T10:41:01.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunch!</title><summary type='text'>Ramen is practically a religion in Japan.  And I think I'm a convert.  Here's a good explanation from another site.  Here's a directory of ramen shops all over the world.  I understand the obsession about finding the best ramen shop (while sampling many along the way).  It's truly a quest for the best. This is a picture of my favorite ramen shop in Shinjuku.  I can't tell you what street it's</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107112523925530749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107112523925530749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingixus.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#107112523925530749' title='Lunch!'/><author><name>True San Franciscian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419323.post-107112447238928525</id><published>2003-11-27T11:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-08T10:41:45.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ghibli Museum</title><summary type='text'>The first time I went to Japan, I wanted to visit the Ghibli Museum but didn't have the time or tickets.  You need to buy them in advance from JTB travel agencies in the states before you arrive in Japan. Ghibli is a museum devoted to the works of Miyazaki Hayao.  They don't allow photos inside but they do allow pictures outside.  This is the outside of the building.  What's that on the roof?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107112447238928525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107112447238928525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingixus.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#107112447238928525' title='Ghibli Museum'/><author><name>True San Franciscian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419323.post-107094903981844321</id><published>2003-11-27T00:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-08T10:43:01.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yamanote</title><summary type='text'>The last train of the night arrives at Shinagawa station.And I'm there to catch it back to Minami-Senju.  Funny thing though, all the other lines that start from a Yamanote stop will wait for the last Yamanote to arrive before it leaves.  It's funny only because I live in San Francisco and MUNI dun do this, ever. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107094903981844321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107094903981844321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingixus.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#107094903981844321' title='Yamanote'/><author><name>True San Franciscian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419323.post-107051303814451852</id><published>2003-11-26T12:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-08T10:43:30.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Fuji-San"! </title><summary type='text'>I'm on the Shinkansen heading back to Tokyo.  Yea! And to the New Koyo.  No comment. The train is about two hours into the journey.  Suddenly around the bend looking out the left side of the train, "Fuji-San! Fuji-San desu"!Fuji is a notoriously shy mountain; it's usually hidden behind cloud cover.  But not today.  Everyone in my car rushed to the windows, whipped open their phones and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107051303814451852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107051303814451852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingixus.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#107051303814451852' title='&quot;Fuji-San&quot;! '/><author><name>True San Franciscian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419323.post-107051269129436331</id><published>2003-11-25T23:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-08T10:44:15.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dotonbori and Den Den town</title><summary type='text'>Needed a long sleeve shirt to fight off the cold.  Went to Den Den town to Muji.  Great store, BTW.  Wanted to putter and see Gilco Man.  Off to Dotenbori.   Got hungry.  Ate at Ramen Stand.  They had these platforms with tatami and little tables.  You sat on the tatami but you were off the ground.  Slurp.  Got thirsty.  Went to Kirin Beer Restaurant.  Drank a sampler. Like I need </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107051269129436331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107051269129436331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingixus.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#107051269129436331' title='Dotonbori and Den Den town'/><author><name>True San Franciscian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419323.post-107051165942766310</id><published>2003-11-25T19:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-03T20:22:05.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>On to Osaka</title><summary type='text'>After the Palace, we took a bus to the Nishiki market.  It's a big flea market that's held on the grounds of the temple monthly.  There was a LOT of cool stuff there that I could never bring back to the US.  But if I move over there, I know where I will be getting a lot of furnishings from...Then we decide to take a bus to Kyoto Station.  It took forever to get there but it got us there in an </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107051165942766310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107051165942766310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingixus.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#107051165942766310' title='On to Osaka'/><author><name>True San Franciscian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419323.post-107051071625925322</id><published>2003-11-25T16:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-08T10:45:23.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Imperial Palace</title><summary type='text'>After waking from my shochu &amp; sento enhanced slumber, the rain stopped and I made it out to the Imperial Palace.  I ran into a fellow traveller from the New Koyo in line to enter.  We tried to contact each other when we got to Kyoto, but was difficult since we were staying in different places.Kyoto was the capital until the late 1800s when the seat of government was moved to Tokyo.  The palace </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107051071625925322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107051071625925322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingixus.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#107051071625925322' title='Imperial Palace'/><author><name>True San Franciscian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419323.post-106977170020303682</id><published>2003-11-25T02:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-08T10:46:47.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain and Foilage</title><summary type='text'>Today (Monday) is Japan's Thanksgiving Day, a national holiday.  Everything official was closed but everyone was out to enjoy the scenery that Kyoto is famous for. I went to a famous soba restaurant that has been around for about 300 years in the same location. Yummy but pricey... After lunch, I took a stroll in the Eastern part of Kyoto in the big park and toured some temples.   </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/106977170020303682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/106977170020303682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingixus.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106977170020303682' title='Rain and Foilage'/><author><name>True San Franciscian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419323.post-106959606034146192</id><published>2003-11-23T23:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-08T10:47:36.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kyoto Arrival</title><summary type='text'>I've arrived in Kyoto for the first of two "trips within trip" of this Japan trip.  Sanyo shinkansen, 2 hours, 43 minutes exactly.  Even though Kyoto City is just over 1 million people, I don't find it as overwhelming as Tokyo.  It feels more comfortable and the people seem more relaxed.I'm staying at a guesthouse called J-Hoppers.  It was founded by a motorcyclist who did one of those "</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/106959606034146192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/106959606034146192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingixus.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106959606034146192' title='Kyoto Arrival'/><author><name>True San Franciscian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419323.post-10694958331400248</id><published>2003-11-22T01:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-08T10:48:38.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inner Otaku</title><summary type='text'>Today marks 7 days until I gotta go back to SF so I decided to do something absolutely silly.  I went to the Gundam Museum where I saw stuff like this:Well, it's supposed to look like this.Zakus usually fall to this guyThese people were also there for an event.  Nice!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/10694958331400248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/10694958331400248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingixus.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#10694958331400248' title='Inner Otaku'/><author><name>True San Franciscian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419323.post-106939626749504538</id><published>2003-11-21T15:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-03T23:10:42.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Train</title><summary type='text'>I left the Jazz Bar at just the right time (23:55) because as soon as I got downstairs, there were people running toward the gates.  The last train was about to pull in.  Soooo many drunk people so early, including me!  Ha Ha.  On the way to the platform, there were men in green police style uniforms (actually subway personnel) shooing people to their respective platforms so they wouldn't </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/106939626749504538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/106939626749504538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingixus.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106939626749504538' title='Last Train'/><author><name>True San Franciscian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419323.post-106939619882734074</id><published>2003-11-21T15:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-08T10:49:30.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Food and Drink</title><summary type='text'>Under the weatherAs documented earlier, I'm dealing with the aftermath of food poisoning from KL.  I'm convinced it's the roadfood that did me in because I had oysters last night and didn't get worse.  I met up with Yumi-Chan last night and she took me to her hangout bar where we met up with some of her other friends.  We drank a lot.  1 Bottle: Nouveau Beaujoulais1 Bottle: some </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/106939619882734074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/106939619882734074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingixus.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106939619882734074' title='Food and Drink'/><author><name>True San Franciscian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419323.post-106939607911406058</id><published>2003-11-20T10:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-20T22:28:25.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tokyo Red-Eye</title><summary type='text'>So I flew the red-eye from Singapore Changi to Tokyo Narita.  Arrived this morning to cold and rain and darkness at 1600.  We're north now so it gets dark sooner.  It's chilly, like NYC is right now.  And despite the proximity to the city, it takes over an hour to get into town from Narita.  I've heard it takes longer by road.  The flight wasn't without glitches tho.  My "space seat" </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/106939607911406058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/106939607911406058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingixus.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106939607911406058' title='Tokyo Red-Eye'/><author><name>True San Franciscian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419323.post-107129223283861967</id><published>2003-11-19T20:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-08T10:50:09.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maxwell's </title><summary type='text'>One of the many joys of Singapore are its Hawker Centres.  Basically big stand alone food courts with many many small stalls of incredible variety.  Good safe food because these places are frequently inspected and tourists as well as locals eat here.  Although the most infamous hawker centre is Newton Circus because they stay open late to sate the bar and club crowd, Maxwell's has been around</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107129223283861967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/107129223283861967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingixus.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#107129223283861967' title='Maxwell&apos;s '/><author><name>True San Franciscian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419323.post-106939580579990329</id><published>2003-11-17T21:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-08T10:50:37.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crap! or actually, lack of crapping</title><summary type='text'>So after the KL trip, the four of us, Hugo, Sun, myself &amp; Truc come down with food poisoning...According to what I've been told, it's the classic symptoms.  Can't crap, feeling bloated and kinda flu-ey.  The really bad thing is that it attacks your immune system while it's going through your body.  We figure it's either the roadfood in a Malaysian hawker stand/rest stop or the oysters at the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/106939580579990329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/106939580579990329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingixus.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106939580579990329' title='Crap! or actually, lack of crapping'/><author><name>True San Franciscian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419323.post-106939565070888386</id><published>2003-11-16T19:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-20T22:21:29.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore trivialities</title><summary type='text'>The first thing I noticed out here is that the sun stays up until 1900 or so.  Thought it was kinda weird until I was told that Singapore is practically on the equator (knew that, that's why the crappy weather) and this affects daylight (which I had to think about for a minute before it made sense). If there are parts way north that have 6 months of darkness and light, geography plays a role, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/106939565070888386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/106939565070888386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingixus.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106939565070888386' title='Singapore trivialities'/><author><name>True San Franciscian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419323.post-106908394743873461</id><published>2003-11-14T20:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-20T22:46:29.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Road Trip to KL!</title><summary type='text'>Soooo I landed in Singapore last night and hightailed it to my friend's place.  I wound up being a ringer in a vicious Scrabble game...and cleaning house! This AM, I woke up (big effort in a 25 degree house) and made it out to Tanjong Pagar, assigned meeting place for those of use driving out to KL and location to a pretty good creperie next door to a Thai deep tissue massage place I went to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/106908394743873461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/106908394743873461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingixus.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106908394743873461' title='Road Trip to KL!'/><author><name>True San Franciscian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419323.post-106908311938708377</id><published>2003-11-13T07:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-17T07:32:21.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HK Arrival</title><summary type='text'>As many of my friends know (otherwise you probably wouldn't be reading this), I make regular visits to Asia and try to make the effort to come here at least once a year.  There are various reasons why I do this which I will explain if you post a question in the comments section. My only regret is that this HK visit will be only 10 hours because it's a stopover on the way to Singapore.  Despite </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/106908311938708377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/106908311938708377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingixus.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106908311938708377' title='HK Arrival'/><author><name>True San Franciscian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419323.post-106908328683120795</id><published>2003-11-13T06:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-17T07:35:09.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunrise over China</title><summary type='text'>Two weeks ago, I was in LA for my college roommate's wedding.  Being the frugal (ha ha) chap I am, I decided to purchase tickets on Southwest, leaving OAK to LAX on Saturday AM and returning Monday AM in time for work.  I saw the sunrise both on the drive to OAK and to LAX.  It's kinda depressing to be up THAT early to see the sun come up on your way to the airport...and on the 405 no less!I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/106908328683120795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/106908328683120795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingixus.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106908328683120795' title='Sunrise over China'/><author><name>True San Franciscian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419323.post-106693048458363455</id><published>2003-10-23T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-23T10:35:12.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Idea!</title><summary type='text'>Because of the SARS attack last year, Hong Kong has been on a health kick since.  That's a good idea because littering and the health effects that result from it have been implicated in how quickly SARS spread through buildings and the like. On my many visits over there, I did notice some litter, though nothing of the magnitude of San Francisco, cesspool and refuse dump for California.  The HK </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/106693048458363455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/106693048458363455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingixus.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106693048458363455' title='Good Idea!'/><author><name>True San Franciscian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419323.post-106603021817394455</id><published>2003-10-13T00:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-13T00:30:18.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Drama</title><summary type='text'>My trip is about a month away.  It's still happening but some things have popped up that may muck it up.  #1: With Arnold being the Governor-Elect, they're moving quickly to set up house.  That means that people are being hired over the next few months.  Hopefully.  #2: Governor's Ball? Hope they do it at the end of the year.  Gotta buy a tux.#3: Friend of mine that I'm flying to Singapore </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/106603021817394455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/106603021817394455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingixus.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106603021817394455' title='Drama'/><author><name>True San Franciscian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419323.post-106503317433417626</id><published>2003-10-01T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-01T11:37:12.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>National Day or...</title><summary type='text'>more accurately, happy Chinese Communist day! On 1 October 1949, the Red Army took control of the mainland and declared the founding of the PRC (while the legitimate Nationalist Government retreated to Taiwan).  This day is celebrated as "National Day", much like the 4th of July is out here. It's a day off with celebrations in a jingoistic and nationalist manner, just like any other national </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/106503317433417626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/106503317433417626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingixus.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106503317433417626' title='National Day or...'/><author><name>True San Franciscian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419323.post-106442333957814112</id><published>2003-09-24T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-25T00:04:20.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sheesh </title><summary type='text'>Busybody American LeftistAgain from the ULSCMP, this story.  Seems Martin Sheen (who plays a "president" on TV) knows what's best forthe HK people in a letter he drafted on behalf of the terrorist organization PETA: Hollywood film star Martin Sheen has called on Chief Executive Tung Chee-hwa to heed appeals to permanently close the territory's live animal markets. In a letter to Mr Tung </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/106442333957814112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/106442333957814112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingixus.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106442333957814112' title='sheesh '/><author><name>True San Franciscian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419323.post-106442293846028106</id><published>2003-09-24T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-24T10:02:18.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Duh</title><summary type='text'>Well, Duh! In today's unlinkable South China Morning Post...The historic July 1 mass protest was the most significant political event Hong Kong has experienced since the handover, the United States Consul General in Hong Kong James Keith said overnight (HK time)."It was a remarkable episode, one that will go down in the books as perhaps the single most important event in Hong Kong's short </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/106442293846028106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/106442293846028106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingixus.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106442293846028106' title='Duh'/><author><name>True San Franciscian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419323.post-106324153747109357</id><published>2003-09-10T17:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-10T17:52:17.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Off to Asia! </title><summary type='text'>Well, not yet.  Off to Asia in November.  It's mostly a "visit the friends, escape San Francisco (where you can shit and piss on the street)" trip.  Plus a side trip to Bangkok because I've never been there before.  So the trip will look like this: SFO to HKG (for the day) HKG to SIN Sometime during this stay, there's a trip to Bangkok and/or KL involved hereSIN to NRTExplore the parts of</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/106324153747109357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/106324153747109357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingixus.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106324153747109357' title='Off to Asia! '/><author><name>True San Franciscian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419323.post-106306636866808274</id><published>2003-09-08T17:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-08T17:12:48.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Geez, not Hong Kong too!</title><summary type='text'>More fun news from Asia via the BWG. To sum it all up, HK is going to try to impose a smoking ban.  Read the BWG's entry on the subject; it sums up my position as well.  Sheesh. What happened to choice? </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/106306636866808274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/106306636866808274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingixus.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106306636866808274' title='Geez, not Hong Kong too!'/><author><name>True San Franciscian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419323.post-106305799578425224</id><published>2003-09-08T14:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-08T14:53:15.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad news from Singapore</title><summary type='text'>Well, it's been a nice summer, but as the seasons begin to change and the chill (relatively speaking) returns, so has that nasty thing called SARS.  Hope it's a misdiagnosis (which happens) because if it's not, the patient caught it from someone else.  And hopefully that someone else is NOT in Singapore.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/106305799578425224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/106305799578425224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingixus.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106305799578425224' title='Bad news from Singapore'/><author><name>True San Franciscian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419323.post-106305760261580424</id><published>2003-09-08T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-08T14:47:33.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some hom-suppy stuff for Singapore girls</title><summary type='text'>Hmmm. So Singapore is beginning to relax a little.  That's nice.  But don't go too far, lest ye become like "San Francisco, cesspool of the nation", complete with the filth and lack of mores that makes liberalism what it is...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/106305760261580424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/106305760261580424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingixus.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106305760261580424' title='Some hom-suppy stuff for Singapore girls'/><author><name>True San Franciscian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419323.post-106291552068611341</id><published>2003-09-06T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-08T14:41:46.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Proof that Hong Kong is truly toast</title><summary type='text'>It's the little things in life that change that portend bigger changes ahead.  During my many visits to Hong Kong, the locals told me that HK is truly dead when you begin to hear putonghwa on the MTR announcements.Well, according to the unlinkable South China Morning Post, it's happened. "The MTR Corporation is going after the mainland tourist dollar by promoting its train services and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/106291552068611341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/106291552068611341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingixus.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106291552068611341' title='Proof that Hong Kong is truly toast'/><author><name>True San Franciscian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419323.post-106209886538352512</id><published>2003-08-28T12:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-28T12:27:45.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Asia travel and Communications</title><summary type='text'>I'm off to Asia in November; yet another funfilled trip during my vacation season of October-November and February-April.  Why these times of the year? It's usually hot and gross during the summer high season and winter is also high season because of Xmas-New Years-Lunar New Year all happening between Dec-Jan.  Tickets are prohibitively expensive during this time and the weather during the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/106209886538352512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/106209886538352512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingixus.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106209886538352512' title='Asia travel and Communications'/><author><name>True San Franciscian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419323.post-106209233048506056</id><published>2003-08-28T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-02-08T10:52:27.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Food and Culture day!</title><summary type='text'>10 July, all day.Food day again! Met my friend @ Katz's Deli in the Lower East Side.  That's a big old school deli that is new again with the hottie crowd, especially on weekends.  However, it was late lunchtime on a Thursday which meant it was only kind of crowded as opposed to being really crowded.  Had a thin sliced pastrami with chicken noodle soup.  Mmmmmm. As far as I could tell, this</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/106209233048506056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/106209233048506056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingixus.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106209233048506056' title='Food and Culture day!'/><author><name>True San Franciscian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419323.post-106196238515813622</id><published>2003-08-26T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-26T23:47:52.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The greatness of New York City (even with Bloomberg in charge)</title><summary type='text'>9 July, all day.A friend asked me why I go to New York so often.  Of course she should talk since she's from Singapore, land of the most traveled of travelers.  And she got to go to Scandinavia last summer! Why do I go to New York? Because New York is so big, each time I go there solo, there's always new places to visit.  Today was food &amp; booze day.  I was taken to a store called Century 21.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/106196238515813622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/106196238515813622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingixus.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106196238515813622' title='The greatness of New York City (even with Bloomberg in charge)'/><author><name>True San Franciscian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419323.post-106196210277295731</id><published>2003-08-26T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-26T22:29:41.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forbidden Nightlife (no smoking) and the UN</title><summary type='text'>Campbell's Apartment is one of the few surviving cigar bars in New York.  Mayor Bloomberg, the ultimate RINO, has pushed through a smoking ban very similar to California's but with no loopholes.  It's a classy joint in Grand Central Station.  Get into your nice clothes and smoke a Habano.  Their martinis, excellent!   I met a bureaucrat from the UN there.  She spouted the same garbage that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/106196210277295731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/106196210277295731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingixus.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106196210277295731' title='Forbidden Nightlife (no smoking) and the UN'/><author><name>True San Franciscian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419323.post-106196172428542898</id><published>2003-08-26T22:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-02-08T10:53:28.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Free Wi-Fi and great pizza</title><summary type='text'>8 July, High Tea to Dinner TimeWisdom of free Wi-fiAfter my visit to the house of Nat, I sauntered across the street to Bryant Park.  This is a community park that was taken back from the powers of scum (drug dealers and bums) by the powers of good.  Besides free Wi-Fi that blankets the park, there's a cafe and games and private security. Very safe and very busy. So I sat under a tree in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/106196172428542898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/106196172428542898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingixus.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106196172428542898' title='Free Wi-Fi and great pizza'/><author><name>True San Franciscian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419323.post-106196123126935127</id><published>2003-08-26T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-26T23:49:04.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot Sticky New York AM</title><summary type='text'>8 July, Early AMIt wasn't too bad getting into town.  Took the Airtrain to NJ Transit commuter rail into Penn Station.  40 minutes.  Nice.  Beats the subway from JFK.  Faster, cleaner, less stops, place for baggage.Subways are not designed for baggage.   The station turnstiles and gates are also not designed for baggage.  Try going through these with a roller and a backpack! Got an early </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/106196123126935127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/106196123126935127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingixus.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106196123126935127' title='Hot Sticky New York AM'/><author><name>True San Franciscian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419323.post-106196017177144062</id><published>2003-08-26T21:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-26T23:49:28.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Red Eye moaning</title><summary type='text'>7 July, late night. I don't like red-eyes. I understand how they're useful.  Once you arrive at your destination, you have the entire day to do stuff.  This is with the proviso that you can sleep on command once you're airborne.  Door closes. ZZZzzzzz. I can't do that.  Not even in 1st Class.  Granted, it was 1st Class on an A320 (small plane) but nevertheless, 1st class.  I wound up </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/106196017177144062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/106196017177144062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingixus.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106196017177144062' title='Red Eye moaning'/><author><name>True San Franciscian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419323.post-106195881461129542</id><published>2003-08-26T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-28T11:09:11.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Well, New York is closer...</title><summary type='text'>I remember promising my Asia logs, but there's a lot of stuff to go through. Pictures. Pages. Lots of work.  But there needs to be new stuff to read.  So I'm going to post stuff from my July trip to New York.  An easier read and not as boring. =P</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/106195881461129542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/106195881461129542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingixus.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106195881461129542' title='Well, New York is closer...'/><author><name>True San Franciscian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419323.post-105941987173274213</id><published>2003-07-28T12:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-26T21:56:51.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to the Past</title><summary type='text'>I was chatting with a friend via ICQ about traveling so I sent her to this page.  The one you're reading Right Now.  She said "There's three pictures of planes on it". Soooo now that I've got this Blogger thing working right, I will, over time, be posting pix and commentary from my trips to Asia.  This is something that I've been meaning to do for several years now.  And since I've finally </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/105941987173274213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/105941987173274213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingixus.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105941987173274213' title='Back to the Past'/><author><name>True San Franciscian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419323.post-105856770986052486</id><published>2003-07-18T15:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-26T22:41:37.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Airport Security and teachers</title><summary type='text'>Flew back to SFO on the same kind of jet.  Going thru security was awful.  Only one checkpoint and a really long line.  SloooooooowI met a really attractive young woman in line behind me.  She said she was a teacher of little kids.  I asked, "San Francisco Unified"? She laughed a lot and said "Marin".  She would get eaten alive in the SFUSD.  If the students didn't get her, the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/105856770986052486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/105856770986052486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingixus.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105856770986052486' title='Airport Security and teachers'/><author><name>True San Franciscian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419323.post-105829757431434741</id><published>2003-07-15T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-26T23:16:51.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The difference between a big and a little jet</title><summary type='text'>When I associate Air Travel with airplanes, the concept of a big bus with 4 engines, some space and 1st class service comes to mind.  Or theseSo when I have to fly a regional jet, all that goes out the window.  Isn't this a tad too small? In fairness, it's pretty fast, if cramped.  Smooth riding.  No overhead compartments to speak of.  Not too bad. But still, isn't this a tad </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/105829757431434741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/105829757431434741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingixus.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105829757431434741' title='The difference between a big and a little jet'/><author><name>True San Franciscian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5419323.post-105366934333063377</id><published>2003-05-22T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-26T22:36:18.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer = Stay at Home Season</title><summary type='text'>Amazing how quickly the year has moved...it's already Memorial Day! Over here in the US, Summer travel season begins on the last Monday in May and ends on the first Monday in September.  For me personally, this is the beginning of the "Stay at Home" season, since it's high season out there.  High airline ticket prices, high hotel rates, high humidity and temperature...That's not a problem </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/105366934333063377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5419323/posts/default/105366934333063377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingixus.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#105366934333063377' title='Summer = Stay at Home Season'/><author><name>True San Franciscian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
