Hello there, Reader! I thought I should drop by with bits of stories and photos of Yukon while I am still here getting fascinated by Dawson City’s unsettling beauty.
Four days ago I flew up from Saskatchewan to Yukon thru three domestic flights. The whole journey was amusing. There were very few travelers in Saskatoon airport. We could fill up one small airplane. When I arrived in Calgary I adjusted my watch one hour back. Lots of travelers there! And then flew to Vancouver and as soon as we landed I adjusted my watch one hour back again. Literally speaking, I was adding 2 hours in my lifetime hopping from one airplane to another. I was traveling back in time. Hashtag #TimeTraveler.
If you’ve been reading my recent blogs on Fukuoka, you may already know the purpose of my visit there. Up until today I feel sad for only allowing myself to spend a week in this city. I and Jelai were at first dazed by the 7 days we needed to stay there. But man, by 5th day, I was already grunting with the reality of leaving Fukuoka.
Fukuoka is not the typical city one would be intrigued enough to visit in Japan. Many want Tokyo. Some want Osaka & Kyoto. Others would want Hokkaido.
I came to know Fukuoka through Canadian vlogger Ciaela way before Cebu Pacific opened its hub in the city. Ciaela has always been a genuine fun content creator in Youtube living in and promoting the city to international travellers and foreigners for many years. I learned so many about Japanese culture through her and at some point I felt I already know Fukuoka enough for someone who hasn’t even stepped on the land. And so when Cebu Pacific finally is flying to Fukuoka, I was pumped.
Lounging & waiting for a cruise in Marine World Ferry Port
“Can we go back to Luang Prabang?” Lala asked after I felt her firm tug. I saw a need of escape from her eyes. “I miss their calmness” she added.
I skimmed the area as if I still need evidence that we are in Chiang Mai. We were there trying to keep our hands together as we walk through the long road of Rachadaemneon. “Be mindful and stay close” I replied.
If I was in Bangkok and someone suggested to try TukTuk, I probably decline and say I’ll just walk or take taxi. So when I saw the same mode of transportation in Hanoi, I hesitated – at first.
Our hotel host hired 2 cyclos for us at $7/hour each.