Archive for 2012

Back by popular demand

Thursday, October 25th, 2012

Many people have asked why my blog has been silent the last few months. Some ask where I am and what I am and have been doing. One has been particularly persistent in the “Why aren’t you blogging?” department.

“Where” is easy to answer: Koh Tao, a tiny island in the Gulf of Thailand about half a days travel from Bangkok. It is the most northerly of a group of three islands, the others being Koh Pha Ngan and Koh Samui. All three are firmly established on the backpacker trail through Thailand and SE Asia with about half a million visitors each year.

“What” is also easy: people mostly come here to dive; that’s why I came here last year and why I returned in April. There are about 50 dive schools on the island. There are two main certifying agencies in the dive world, in alphabetical order they are PADI and SSI. Both are well represented on Koh Tao. The largest dive school here is reputed to issue about a quarter of all the new PADI Open Water diver certifications in the world every year.

So I’ve been diving, and pretty much every day for the last six months. There has also been some yoga, meditation, watching sunsets and a two-week trip to Minneapolis. There hasn’t been any dancing. People, usually drunk people, have been known to shuffle about in bars playing too loud music shortly before passing out and falling over, or falling off their rented motorbikes on their way home. There’s a club which hosts monthly parties with international DJs and “dancing” which might appeal to anyone missing their last trip to Ibiza or needing to “throw some shapes”. But there is no proper, partner dancing. Or if there is it’s a well kept secret no-one has shared with me. This is the one real downside to being here.

The diving has been great. For the first couple of months I was mostly a virtual DMT (dive master trainee) with Big Blue, the school I used last year. There is a glut of dive masters on Koh Tao. There aren’t a huge number of permanent DM positions and competition for them is intense. There are more freelance dive masters than there is work for them all. As a freelancer I might have dived (and got paid to do it) once or twice a week if I was lucky. As a virtual DMT I got to dive every day (but for no pay). For me the trade-off was worth it.

In July I did the PADI IDC (instructor development course) with Bans Diving Centre. There are many times more jobs advertised worldwide for SCUBA instructors than there are for dive masters. Afterwards I completed an SSI instructor crossover with Big Blue so now I can teach both PADI and SSI courses, roughly doubling the number of opportunities open to me. Remember how I said there are more freelance dive masters than there is work for them? Well the same is true here for freelance instructors. And the dive schools keep turning out more new instructors every month.

I’ve taught a mixture of PADI and SSI open water, advanced open water, speciality and rescue courses and racked up a reasonable number of certifications. As we approach November the monsoon is just about starting, bringing strong currents, poor visibility and of course lots of rain for the next few weeks. People say Koh Tao is a pretty miserable place to be and to dive during the monsoon. Lots of the dive shops send their boats away for maintenance, some close down completely and re-open in December. Many of the freelancers leave and seek work elsewhere. One of their favourite destinations is the Andaman Sea west coast of Thailand. Phuket, Koh Phi Phi and Khao Lak are the top three diving resorts for the November to April season. The Similan Islands national park is open during this period and there are numerous live-aboard and day trip operators needing staff. The diving in the Similans is reputed to be much better than in Koh Tao. I like the diving here and think it’s pretty good so it should be spectacular over there.

A couple of days ago I had my best day of diving so far: three dives with a whale shark at Chumphon pinnacle. I’m looking forward to being blown away by the west coast diving. Tonight I’ll be leaving for Khao Lak. There I will find a well paying job involving a mixture of live-aboard and day trip diving, dive mastering and instructing, and avoid the east coast monsoon. I might even blog about it.

Happy now, N.?

Around the world in charts

Tuesday, May 1st, 2012

With tango not really doing it for me in Buenos Aires I had to decide where to go and what to do next. I narrowed it down to two choices:

Continue travelling in South America (most of Argentina, Paraguay, Colombia, more Peru, Ecuador, Bolivia, Panama for starters)

Go back to SE Asia via the UK since I already had a ticket for Buenos Aires to London

Eventually after a lot of deliberation I decided on the second option. Back in the UK many friends were interested in the logistics and practicalities of a round the world trip. The answers to some of their questions would have been useful to me when I was planning this trip and could be useful to anyone considering a similar trip now. Working on the old adage “a picture is worth a thousand words” here are six charts to summarise my round the world trip. They show how long I travelled for, how far I travelled and and how many journeys using various modes of transport, how much I spent in each country, how much the “big ticket” items were and the daily cost in each country excluding the big ticket items.

Chart 1 – RTW miles by mode of transport

I travelled at least 57340 miles in 358 days. The four main modes of transport were aeroplane, bus, train and boat. I didn’t bother to try to work out how far I cycled or walked.

Chart 2 – RTW journeys by mode of transport

This is similar to the first chart but shows the number of journeys made using each mode of transport. Before I started this trip the idea of two hours on a bus horrified me. These days 12, 16 or even 24 hours on a bus seem fine. Admittedly these are mostly semi-cama A/C coaches rather than bone-jarring, overcrowded, 30-year old “local” buses stuffed with people, live chickens, bags of rice and goodness knows what else.


Chart 3 – RTW nights per country

I travelled for 358 days on my round the world ticket. A bit of bad planning in Argentina meant I either needed to do a visa run for a new 90-day visa and only use six of them, or lose a few days off the end of my trip. Date changes on my ticket were free so I flew home a few days early. This chart shows how long I spent in each country in total (I visited some more than once). The countries are listed alphabetically, not in the order I visited them.

Chart 4 – RTW country costs

This chart shows the total amount I spent in each country after leaving home. It does not include the money I spent before the trip started. Pre-trip expenses included my OneWorld Explorer RTW ticket, backpacker insurance, vaccinations, visas, backpack and travel items. This chart includes the “big ticket” items; any single activity which cost over £300. If you’re wondering why Australia cost so little it’s because I did nothing there. I had to have an overnight stopover there to get from Shanghai to Queenstown. I thought I’d visit a tanguera friend in Melbourne so stopped for three nights in total. I couldn’t get hold of the tanguera and barely left the hostel for the entire time in Melbourne. My on-the-road expenses totalled £14,486. My pre-trip expenses totalled £4,906.

Chart 5 – big ticket items

I counted any single activity costing over £300 as a “big-ticket” item. I had planned for and made allowances for some (trekking in Nepal, Easter Island, Antarctic cruise or visit to Galapagos Islands) before starting the trip. Others just cropped up as I was travelling.

Chart 6 – Daily country costs excluding big ticket items

If you’re considering a Round the World trip, or backpacking in some of the countries I visited you might appreciate a rough cost per day for planning purposes. This chart shows the average cost per day in each country excluding any big ticket items. It includes food, accommodation, in-country transport costs and miscellaneous expenses (eg: toiletries, clothes, camera repair and anything I forgot to categorise at the time of spending). It does NOT include any alcohol. In Nepal my accommodation was teahouses, in Southeast Asia it was mostly private room with fan or A/C, elsewhere it was dorms. Food was mostly cheap, basic local fare (eg: streetmeat just about everywhere) but I did eat a lot of McNuggets in Buenos Aires. I made seven additional flights to my RTW ticket which are included here. I expected to spend more in Argentina but I danced a lot less tango than I anticipated so saved some money there.



PS. Yes, I know the charts aren’t rendering as circles. When/if I figure which bit of CSS is turning them into ovals I’ll bludgeon it into submission so my carefully constructed circles are once again circular.

End of an addiction?

Saturday, March 10th, 2012

I’ve been back in Buenos Aires since 9 January. The city is hot and sticky, the milongas crowded and I’m hardly dancing at all. Somewhere in Patagonia my already shaky tango mojo decided to disappear altogether. Perhaps it jumped ship down in Antarctica. I don’t know where or when, I didn’t actually see it sneak off. I came back to Pax hostel again, collected my tango gear from the friend I’d left it with and went to a milonga. And didn’t dance. I listened to the music, watched the dancers, and didn’t dance.

I felt distinctly rusty in November, even more so in January. Could classes help? I scoured the tango blogs and any other sources I could find for recommendations for group classes. Checked out a few teachers through videos of them on Youtube (not ideal but gives an idea of what their classes might be like) and went to a couple of classes to chcck them out in person. My opinion of group classes here in Buenos Aires has always been that they’re too random. You never know if you’ll get the advertised teacher, what level they’ll pitch the class at, how many people will be there or what the balance of leaders and followers will be. Private lessons are just too expensive. The group classes I enjoyed most and found most useful were the Carlos Perez ones at Club Sunderland on Monday and Wednesday evenings. They’re just walking. That’s it, just walking. The level of interest and involvement from the teacher was minimal however. The classes last about 30 minutes and are followed by a practica. By practica time there seems to always be a few more leaders than followers and people have their favourites to practise with.  I just didn’t feel like practising.

A dear tanguera friend joined me here for a couple of weeks at the end of January. My mojo improved with her encouragement but my enthusiasm failed to return. In the past when my confidence has been lacking I have still been enthusiastic. Since she went home I’ve been to only a handful of milongas and averaged about one tanda at each. The passion I felt for tango before leaving the UK a year ago has disappeared. Dancing it is not bringing me joy. So there’s not much to keep me in Buenos Aires at the moment.

My plans for 2012 were predicated on a couple of factors, one of  them being tango. Time for another re-think.