“From past experience the Colonel knew that when women like his wife Sophia Lvovna had been in riotous, rather inebriated sprits he could normally expect fits of hysterical laughter and tears to follow. He was afraid that once they got home he would have to run around with the cold compresses and medicine instead of being able to go to bed.”
“Shortsighted People are Amorous. Sometimes just a stronger pair of glasses will cure an amorous man; and if someone had the power to imagine a face or form twenty years older, he might go through life undisturbed.”
Friedrich Nietzsche, “Human, All Too Human”, 1878.
“Happiness of Marriage. Everything habitual draws an ever-tighter net of spiderwebs around us; then we notice that the fibres have become traps, and that we ourselves are sitting in the middle, like a spider that got caught there and must feed on its own blood. That is why the free spirit hates all habits and rules, everything enduring and defininiative that is why again, he painfully tears the net around him, even though he will suffer as a consequence from countless large and small wounds for he must tear those fibres away from himself, from his body, his soul.”
Friedrich Nietzsche, “Human, All Too Human”, 1878.
“From the Future of Marriage. Those noble, free-minded women who set themselves the task of educating and elevating the female sex should not overlook one factor: marriage conceived of in its higher interpretation, the spiritual friendship of two people of the opposite sexes, that is, as marriage hoped for in the future, entered into for the purpose of begetting and raising a new generation. Such a marriage, which uses sensuality as if it were only a rare occasional means for a higher end, probably requires and must be provided with a natural aid: concubinage.”
Friedrich Nietzsche, “Human, All Too Human”, 1878.
Aside from a two-week tour of Vietnam in 2016 this was my second Asian incursion. Being a frequent traveller to Europe has taken the thrill out of international travel for me but I say this in a complimentary way. Europe ceases to cause that WOW factor. Instead, it is like returning home. A feeling of ease and comfort.
Asia, on the other hand is NEW to me. I am not wandering around mouth agape pointing here and there like the Smith family from Kansas City in Times Square but I am in a bit of a cultural shock which I embrace as exciting not intimidating.
The long flying time even in economy bulkhead seats is a negative and I would seriously consider premium economy or business class as a mandatory alternative particularly if you’re a tall person who has difficulty in sleeping in airline seats.
Shocking Singapore
Aside from the Bangladeshi construction workers there is an apparent dearth of toiling sweaty masses. A lack of homelessness and panhandlers. Prosperity. Modernity. Still remnants of a British colonial heritage and a vibrant ethnic minority. Love the shophouses. Yes, there is a Little India and an old-fashioned Chinatown. Shopping malls, beautiful roads. High-rises. Benevolent paternalism. Museums and art galleries. Stellar cuisine. Fascinating interracial/ethnic history. Much more to see than the inner city and worthy of another visit! Superb cuisine. Shangri-La Singapore best breakfast in Asia and beautiful rooms and gardens. Why stay anywhere else?
Eastern and Oriental Express
Luxury in a sardine can. As you travel through Malaysia witness the jungle and a country in transition with rural villages and poverty, a developing middle- and working-class high-rise culture apparent. A Kentucky Fried Chicken in every town. Excessive luxury for 3 days reaches an overwhelming point. NOT ANOTHER FIVE COURSE DINNER please. Spend the extra on a stateroom if you are travelling as a couple as a Pullman room nearly impossible for two.
Bangkok
Fascinating mix of glitz and poverty. Stick to the Chao Phraya River for transportation if possible. Check out Icon Siam Shopping mall particularly upper floors for authentic local cuisine. Stupendous cuisine. Peninsula Bangkok superb.
Cambodia
The basic Third World vibe. If I was back in 1973 as a long-haired backpacker this is where I would head. A country waiting to be discovered before it is corrupted with tourism. Such gentle welcoming people. How in earth did Pol Pot and the Khmer Rouge ever flourish in such a country? There is more to Cambodia than Angkor Wat and I would dearly love to discover it. Damn it! Too old to backpack it. It is where the action is like the Eastern Europe Iron Curtain I travelled extensively in.