Travelers' testimony: Happy people exist everywhere -- just look around
Young Japanese girls enjoy a stroll in Tokyo's temple filled Asakusa area. They show off their kimonos, greeting Cookie. |
Cookie communes with a grandmother in a small village in the Mekong Delta, Vietnam. The two talked about eggplant as she showed her garden. |
“Travel is fatal to prejudice, bigotry, and narrow-mindedness.” – Mark Twain
STORY By CHRISTENE MEYERS
PHOTOS By BRUCE KELLER
AFTER A MONTH on the road in Southeast Asia and now a week in Japan, we've been surrounded by happy, gracious people.
We've been offered tea, directions, dried insect snacks and a pair of month-old puppies. (The latter was tempting because we miss our Yorkies.)
A tourist from Singapore meets Keller at a Buddhist temple in Vietnam. |
WE'VE TRAVELED by train and tuk-tuk, elephant and rickshaw, cruise ship, taxi, bicycle, sampan, barge and junk. We've flown five airlines on seven flights -- from San Diego to San Francisco, across the Pacific to Singapore and Vietnam, to Bangkok, Hong Kong and Tokyo.
Vietnamese girls embrace Cookie on a shopping spree. |
Travel forces one to trust -- in strangers, in safety of the new, in the joy of discovering surprising foods or drinks, the pleasure of different ways of doing things.
So we travelers cast aside the familiar and comfortable, and stretch.
From Hong Kong to Saigon to Bangkok, scooters are popular transport. |
THE BASIC things that bind us as humans are the same.
We love our families, breathe the same air, eat, sleep, travel, dream.
Whether selling kimonos or maple pancakes, leading a tour to yet another temple, explaining the workings of a gallery or restaurant, or ushering a group through a private home, our hosts have smiled, bowed, offered beverages, shared a slice of life.
Paolo from the Philippines befriended Cookie and Keller aboard Celebrity's Millennium, with cocktails each evening. |
THE PEOPLE we have met have run the gamut from retired, wealthy and carefree, to financially challenged, even poor. Some live three generations in tiny homes. Others know only mansions and five-star hotels. The simplest homes we visited were immaculate. The people who've served us, cleaned our rooms and prepared our cabins were proud.
Our fellow travelers on lounge floors, tour boats, cruise ship suites, dim sum street stalls, and concerts showed respect and curiosity.
I travel not to go anywhere, but to go. I travel for travel’s sake. The great affair is to move.” – Robert Louis Stevenson
Hong Kong Harbour, one of the world's busiest, sports the world's only working junks. |
COMING UP: On the waterfront. We've traveled the waters of major Asian cities, and sailed and rowed in small villages. We look at the beauty of small boats, cruise ships, ferries, a floating restaurant and an endangered Chinese junk. Come along for the ride, remembering to explore, learn and live. Catch us Fridays when we post for each weekend at whereiscookie.com
Lively, insightful story NY an obviously seasoned traveler.
ReplyDeleteGorgeous photo essay of Asian people, and commentary enriches.
Thank you, and more!
We are Aussies, leaving Hong Kong, and saw the pretty junk photo. Thanks for the tip.
ReplyDeleteGreat afternoon, fun people.
We second the motion -- travel is the best education. Liberal arts diploma and an airplane ticket -- great gifts for anyone.
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