Repost: Karaoke Through The Andes: The Fun Side of Unpredictability

(Really) backstage before my "performance". Ollantaytambo, Peru
(Really) backstage before my “performance”. Ollantaytambo, Peru

Sometimes you just can’t make this stuff up.

Traveling is the best vehicle I know to generate scenarios that are 100% unscripted. Some may shudder at the wanton unpredictability of various elements combining to create circumstances that border on the absurd or beyond, but not me. I find those random occasions where you find yourself in a place you’d never imagined, with people you’ve never met, doing something you ordinarily would not do, some of the most delicious morsels of a traveling experience—which often make the best stories as well.

With the possibility of once again traveling freely around the globe glimmering on the horizon, this repost of a 2014 entry focuses on the unexpected fun and laughs that could be had on a journey even for those who aren’t opportunistic by nature. The key lies in 1) recognizing the opportunity when it presents itself, and 2) grabbing hold of it with both hands so that the experience doesn’t pass you by. My own favorite anecdote illustrating these two factors took place in February of 2010, high up in the Peruvian Andes. The story goes like this:

Due to some serious health troubles my father discovered only when we landed in the high-altitude city of Cuzco, my stay there in that enchanting city was understandably a bit distracted. (See my post The Witty Traveler’s Guide to Cuzco & the Sacred Valley for more details). Once his situation was under control, the only option available was to wait for him to recuperate sufficiently for a flight back down to sea level. At my dad’s insistence I left his bedside and was rushed to a waiting bus on the outskirts of town to tour the Sacred Valley—a portion of the tour I’d had to skip earlier for obvious reasons. I remember the curious stares as I exited the taxi and boarded the waiting coach, trying to avoid eye contact as I made my way all the way to the back row. It was then that the guide continued her spiel in Spanish, and I suddenly realized that there wasn’t going to be any English on this trip. It turns out that my fellow bus-mates were mildly well-to-do tourists from a sizable sampling of South American nations, and I was the lone gringo.

If this were the U.S. and I was on a city bus in Queens, perhaps I’d feel uncomfortable being so far out of my element. But here, amidst this coalition of good-natured Latinos, the unpredictability factor first revealed itself, and instead of being an outcast, this group of strangers went out of their way to include me in the most interactive bus ride I’d ever been on.

Starting with our stop at Chinchero, continuing on into our so-so lunch at Urubamba, a vigorous walk up the ruins of Ollantaytambo, and final stop in Pisac, I found myself in the midst of a gaggle of genuinely friendly—and fun—people who disposed with the standoffishness so common in tour groups in North America & Europe. These were people who embraced everyone & everything with unflappable enthusiasm as part of the experience. Sufficiently disarmed, I was then primed for what happened next.

On what was going to be a two-hour ride back to Cuzco, the guide got on her microphone at the front of the bus and playfully chided some tour members who were a little late returning on board with the ‘punishment’ of having to come up front and sing a song from their home country. As a lifelong New York resident to that point, I could not conceive of a scenario in my hometown—or homeland—where such a request would fly, let alone be accepted. But then that unpredictability factor struck again. Not only did the latecomers belt out their favorite tunes, but the rest of the passengers couldn’t wait for their chance to perform, as if it were auditions for Peruvian Idol. As an added bonus, their fellow passengers were an enthusiastic audience, clapping, cheering and singing along—except for me, since I was limited to only clapping and cheering due to my ignorance of the Latin Top 40. This was fine with me. I was having a blast and at the same time managing to stay out of the spotlight—until about the 45 minute mark.

Thanks to some ‘friends’ sitting next to me, it was pointed out—quite emphatically I might add—that I had yet to perform for the group. This provoked a deafening chant of “U.S.A! U.S.A!” Buckling to the pressure as the chants reached a crescendo, I made my way up the aisle to the sound of applause and a sea of smiling faces brimming with anticipation.

In my simple yet passable Spanish, I explained the obvious: I was a gringo and I didn’t know any Latin songs. As an alternative, I was going to sing a song from my home city—Frank Sinatra’s New York, New York. The crowd hushed as I readied myself, hearing only the drone of the tires and the creak of luggage swaying in the overhead bins. Stealing a glance out of the windows at the deep green of the majestic Andes passing by, I could not help but take a mental snapshot of the absurdity of my situation—and just how much fun it was to find myself in it! Nobody could make this stuff up and I was absolutely thrilled. With a burst of renewed enthusiasm, I held up the microphone.

“Start spreading the newwwwwwwws. I’m leaving todayyyyyyyy,” I crooned.

I should add that right from the get-go my adoring audience was swaying in unison and singing along the best they could. I continued warbling as we rounded one hairpin turn after another, and with each passing kilometer my confidence grew until I was fully ensconced in the moment, wailing out the words at the top of my lungs while my fans kept up an a capella rendering of the brass instrumentals (daht daht dah-dah-dah, daht daht dah-dah-dah). Upon my rousing conclusion—holding that last note until I couldn’t breathe in the already-thin air—I shouted out in my best British Rock Star accent: “Thank you, Peru! G’night!” and basked in their unabashed adulation all the way back to my seat at the rear of the bus. And as my fellow bus-mates continued singing for the remaining 1.25 hours of the trip (including a hysterical, accent-laden rendering of Pink Floyd’s Another Brick in the Wall, Part II) I laughed inwardly, delighting at how never in a million years would I ever have thought I’d be party to such a scene, and marveling at how such unscripted occasions are truly what makes life worth living.

So my advice is this: While traveling—whether in your home country, a far-off land, or even the back roads of Peru—keep an eye out for the unpredicted opportunities that could possibly be that story you’ll tell for the rest of your days. It just might be the experience you never thought you were waiting for.

Do you have a story of the unexpected delights that unfold while traveling? Share them with all of us by leaving a comment!

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Take The Travel Alphabet Challenge

A-B-C-D-E-F-G. . . Now that I’ve got that song in your head, I’d like to propose a fun challenge – The Travel Alphabet Challenge, if you will – that will help you reflect on your past travels and hopefully tide you over until you can start having new ones.

The guidelines are really simple: Come up with your favorite specific destination – it can be a city, town, island or landmark – to which you’ve traveled that begins with each letter of the alphabet. Don’t use countries or regions unless you really have no other choice. The result will be that you’ll be more appreciative of the experiences you already have, and maybe find some inspiration to get back out there once it’s safe to do so.

Share this challenge with your family and friends or your followers on social media for a fun, safe, and inspiring activity that will keep your wanderlust happy . . . for now.

Below are my entries and the sometimes agonizing debate on which place gets the top spot. Have fun!

A: Antigua, Guatemala

A Peaceful Courtyard in Antigua, Guatemala

This Central American gem surrounded by volcanoes beat out the cultural capitals of Athens, Greece and the city of Agra, India. An honorable mention goes to the evocative ruins of Ayutthaya, Thailand.

B: Bora Bora, French Polynesia

Lagoon of Bora Bora, French Polynesia

The B’s had some serious competition, with such world-renowned capital cities such as Beijing, Budapest, & Buenos Aires in play. But as anyone who’s been to Bora Bora can attest, that lagoon is just too beautiful to take second place to anywhere else. A shout out to tiny Boracay in the Philippines for its incredible beach as well.

C: Chobe National Park, Botswana

Cruising on the Chobe River, Botswana

The C’s had quite a few worthy entrants. Most noteworthy are the Australian town of Cairns as the gateway to the Great Barrier Reef, and the amazing former Inca capital of Cuzco, Peru. But in Chobe National Park, those sunsets over one of the largest elephant populations in Southern Africa are honestly hard to beat.

D: Dominica, Caribbean

Roadside Bar, Roseau, Dominica

This green jewel in the Windward Islands of the Eastern Caribbean is home to the second-most beautiful place I’ve ever been: the tropical Titou Gorge. On that basis alone it beat out the also-stunningly-beautiful Denali National Park in Alaska, and the intriguing Middle Eastern playground of Dubai.

E: Edgartown, Martha’s Vineyard, USA

Charm out the wazoo in Edgartown, Martha’s Vineyard

To be honest, I just can’t think of many places I’ve been that begin with the letter ‘E’ (besides the country of Egypt, and again, I’m aiming to be more specific). This is not a knock on quaint Edgartown with its quintessential New England houses and picturesque storefronts bustling on a summer’s day, but it would appear that I’m low on ‘E’ – centric experiences. I’ll have to get on that going forward.

F: Flam, Norway

Walking the trails above Flåm, Norway

This adorable outpost in the Norwegian Fjords is the starting point for the jaw-dropping Flamsbana Railway, which shoots it to the top of a very short list. I also have to give a nod Fairbanks, Alaska, USA because of its standing as the farthest north I’ve ever been. Apparently I haven’t had many noteworthy ‘F’ experiences in my life either.

G: Geiranger, Norway

The amazing setting of Geiranger, Norway

The ‘G’s were a really tough one to call. Geiranger is the third-most beautiful place I’ve ever been, and is only slightly edged out by the Titou Gorge in Dominica. Goreme, in the Turkish region of Cappadocia is home to incredible stone cities and was the place I went on my first (and only) hot air balloon ride. There’s also Antarctica’s scenic Gerlache Strait, the walled city of Galle in Sri Lanka, and I I’ll never forget the wonderful people I met and partied with in Guayaquil, Ecuador.

H: Hoi An, Vietnam

Time to party in Hoi An, Vietnam

The H’s were also well-represented. Hong Kong, Honolulu, and Harare could each have easily been the frontrunner. But the charm and color that oozed from each street of UNESCO World Heritage-listed Hoi An was enough to put this historic town on top.

I: Ilha Grande, Brazil

The tranquil cove of Praia Pousa, Ilha Grande, Brazil

Even if I hadn’t been short on ‘I’ locations, this idyllic island on Brazil’s Costa Verde, with its lack of cars and abundance of beauty would still claim the top spot. No offense, Istanbul.

J: Jodhpur, India

The Blue City, Jodhpur, India

Other than the Taj Mahal (which we’ll get to shortly) my greatest motivation for visiting India was to see the Blue City of Jodhpur. Looking down at the warren of hyacinth-blue alleyways from atop the massive town fortress was a travel dream come true. Special props also go out to the Pink City, Jaipur, India, and the most famous city in the Holy Lands (& Bible history) Jerusalem, Israel.

K: Kalambaka, Greece

The Meteora, Kalambaka, Greece

Too many K’s so little time. It was striking to me how many of my memorable travel experiences took place in a ‘K’ location. Tiny Kalambaka is the gateway to the unforgettable Meteora, pictured above, and my visit there was a thrill I still fondly recall. But the K’s don’t stop there. There was the incredible scenery of Australia’s Blue Mountains in Katoomba; whitewater rafting in Borneo outside of Kota Kinabalu, Malaysia; and attending a beautiful convention in Kaohsiung, Taiwan. But if there was a second place award I’d probably have to give it to Killarney National Park in County Kerry, Ireland. The bucolic setting interspersed with the ruins of a crumbling abbey at sunset are firmly etched on my brain.

L: La Digue, Seychelles

Bonus Beach Time! Anse Source d’Argent, La Digue, Seychelles

Famous for its screensaver-worthy beach Anse Source D’Argent, this quiet pearl in the Indian Ocean is the quintessential island escape. This gives it the edge over the hip British capital of London, and the Costa Rican adventure town of La Fortuna.

M: Milford Sound, New Zealand

Mitre Peak, Milford Sound, Fiordland National Park, New Zealand

Milford Sound in southwestern New Zealand’s Fiordland National Park is my choice for the all-time most amazing place I’ve ever been. Pictures just can’t do it justice, so if you ever have the chance, please go there and you’ll save me the trouble of trying to explain it. Tropical heavyweights Maui, Moorea and the island of Mahe in the Seychelles make ‘M’ a dominant letter in my travel alphabet.

N: Nusa Penida, Indonesia

Me and the Manta, Nusa Penida

This little island just east of Bali was the site of my dive with manta rays, which ranks high on my all time list of amazing animal encounters. New Delhi, India – which was a much more interesting destination than I had originally expected, and the Neumayer Channel on the icy Antarctic Peninsula are also ‘N’ highlights for me.

O: Ocho Rios, Jamaica

Going up? Dunns River Falls, Jamaica

As an admitted travel snob, I thought myself above the possibility of being impressed by such a mainstream tourist destination as Ocho Rios. But after climbing gorgeous Dunns River Falls and floating the aqua-blue White River, I found myself humbled by the natural beauty that defies the rampant tourism development that defines this popular cruise port. A special nod to the Hawaiian island of Oahu for, well, just being awesome.

P: Tie – Ponza, Italy/Paraty, Brazil

Chiaia di Luna, Ponza, Italy
Sunset over the Historic Center, Parati, Brazil

For me, the ‘P’ stands for powerhouse, as some of my favorite destinations on the planet all begin with that same letter. The authentic Italian island of Ponza is the closest thing I’ve ever had to a second home, and my memories there are something I deeply cherish. As for Paraty, I fell in love with the place just minutes after arriving, and if I could choose a setting in which to live, the jungle-clad mountains and islands of Paraty Bay and its surroundings are my vision of paradise. Had they been spelled with any other letter besides ‘P’ the Thai island of Phuket, and gorgeous Praslin Island in the Seychelles would be vying for that top spot for any letter, as would my second-favorite place in Italy – Positano on the Amalfi Coast.

Q: Quito, Ecuador

La Ronda is a bit more subdued in daylight hours, but still literally just around the corner

You would think that ‘Q’ would be an easy letter for choosing a favorite, but I found it to be a challenge to choose from such contrasting but fascinating destinations such as Quito, Quebec City, Canada and Queenstown, New Zealand. Ultimately I had to give the nod to Quito. Its colonial center and mountain setting just ticked too many boxes for it not to come in first, but I tip my hat to the ‘Qs’ for an impressive ensemble showing.

R: Rio de Janeiro, Brazil

Despite not being a city person per se, I was mesmerized by the setting of Rio de Janeiro and its namesake harbor that’s considered one of the Seven Natural Wonders of the World. Ipanema Beach and the views from Sugarloaf Mountain didn’t hurt either. The silver and bronze medals for my list of R’s goes to the Eternal City, Rome, and the lovely Caribbean island of Roatan, Honduras.

S: Singapore

Welcome to Pandora at Gardens by the Bay

The ‘S’ destinations were a bit tricky for me, with lots of good options but no one that really stood head and shoulders above the rest. Eventually I had to go with Singapore, for its beautiful Botanical Gardens, unique Night Safari Zoo, and the otherworldly-after-nightfall Gardens by the Bay. Honorable mentions go to Sydney, Australia; Stanley, Falkland Islands for being a slice of rural England inserted at the very bottom of the globe; St. Thomas in the USVI for Megan’s Bay, one of my favorite beaches of all time; and lastly Sigiriya, the monolithic fortress in Sri Lanka just for being really cool.

T: Taj Mahal, Agra, India

It may look doctored, but this image is 100% untouched

As a fan of architecture, I couldn’t not pick the Taj Mahal when it came time to select my favorite ‘T’ spot. To date I’ve never seen any building that could be its equal. Unfortunately that stole top billing from two other very worthy entrants. The Timbavati Reserve in South Africa was the site of my first safari and all its associated thrills. And Tahiti, besides being the flagship island of French Polynesia, is the very definition of ‘tropical paradise’.

U: Urgup, Turkey

Cave Hotel, Urgup, Turkey

Much like the letter ‘Q’, I was surprised that there were actually several contenders for the top ‘U’ destination. I went with Urgup since it was part of one of my favorite regions in the world: Cappadocia. This was also the site of one of the most unique properties where I’ve ever spent the night, namely, a cave hotel. A shout out to Ushuaia, Argentina for its alpine charm and Undara National Park in Queensland, Australia for its genuine Outback setting and abundant wildlife.

V: Victoria Falls, Zimbabwe/Zambia

The only way to see it all is from above

Not surprisingly, when you’ve visited one of the world’s most impressive waterfalls, it’s going to make an appearance on your ‘best of’ list. From both the Zimbabwe and Zambia sides this is another one of those places you just have to see for yourself in order to understand how awesome it is. Other notable ‘V’ destinations are Valentia Island, on Ireland’s southwest coast, and the city of Vancouver, whose setting is unrivaled by any but a few cities (see also ‘R’).

W: Wanzhou, China

Child acrobats, Wanzhou, China

My affection for Wanzhou, a small city on the Yangtze River, is owed to the experience I had while watching a local children’s theater perform as I sat amongst a bunch of area farmers. It was there, upon observing our common reactions to the feats performed onstage despite the obvious cultural differences, that I truly understood that people are people – even if they’re in China. As a runner up, I nominate colorful Willemstad, the capital of the island of Curacao.

X: To be determined

As it turns out ‘X’ was the easiest of all the letters, because I have no recollection of being anywhere that begins with that challenging letter. It’s not for nothing that you get a full 10 points in Scrabble for using it. If you live an a place that starts with the letter X and remember seeing me pass by, please let me know at your earliest convenience. Until then, I’ll probably have to make another trip to China to make it work.

Y: Yellowstone National Park, Wyoming, USA

Old Faithful, and a pretty reliable geyser behind him, Yellowstone National Park, 1994

The ‘Ys’ were blissfully free of competition, but even so, the first and arguably most famous of all American National Parks is a bucket list destination in its own right. To all other ‘Y’ places I’ve passed through and can’t remember, thank you for playing.

Z: Zambezi River, Zimbabwe/Zambia

Sunset over the Zambezi River, Border of Zimbabwe and Zambia

The fact that two of the letters in my travel alphabet are occupied by the Zimbabwe/Zambia border is testimony to how special a place it is. Recalling an evening cruise as the sun went down in the most orange sky imaginable while hippos splashed along the shore is a memory I’ll always treasure. The ‘Zs’ may be few, but they are mighty.


I hope you enjoyed perusing my personal travel alphabet and the deliberations that were required to create it. I encourage you to begin working on your own, and feel confident that you too will enjoy the memories, anecdotes and imagery that will inevitably come to mind as you do so. Be sure to share this challenge with family and friends and on social media, so that everyone’s travel alphabet may be firmly in place by the next time we’re ready to set off into the big wide world.

So to conclude and avoid keeping the more OCD among you, let me finish the song I started at the beginning. “Now I know my (travel) A-B-C’s. Next time won’t you fly with me.” You’re welcome.

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The Best Things In Life Are For Sale

All this can be yours!
All this can be yours!

For Sale: Priceless memories for right-minded person. Must be willing to travel, try new things, and be ready to see what comes around the bend. Sharing with family or partner is preferred. The ideal buyer would have a sense of adventure, love for nature, and appreciation of culture and history. Price is negotiable but will always have a greater value than what you paid for it.


In essence, the above is what travel agents (& consultants like myself) sell: experiences. That’s our real product. It’s not a tangible thing like an heirloom that can be handed down from generation to generation, but its value is certainly on par. And the opportunities, stories and curiosity those experiences may inspire have far-greater potential to change a life than a dusty old brooch.


From personal experience I can say that selling something that cannot be seen can be a real challenge. Web sites and brochures can only do so much to impart to the client that those pictures and those places will become part of their life history. An agent’s job isn’t just to book flights and reserve hotel rooms. To make the clients truly happy, they need to convey what’s really for sale: wistful memories that will pop into your head every third Tuesday, crowd-pleasing stories to share at dinner parties, poignant moments that will mark your life’s path, chance encounters that lead to lifelong friendships, and newly-opened doorways to worlds you’ve yet to experience. When presented in those terms, irregardless of the price tag, any trip can look like a steal.


My portrait in front of the Great Wall of China--many years before the invention of selfies.
My portrait in front of the Great Wall of China–many years before the invention of selfies.

That is why I’ve chosen to focus my business interests on destination expertise. Any agent with a phone or internet connection can book a trip. Only those whose passion is travel can really sell one. And what gets people excited? It’s knowing that they too will have pictures of that far-off place that you showed them on your iPhone. It’s them imagining themselves taking a selfie in front of the Pyramids, Taj Mahal, or Great Wall of China. It’s helping them to envision the stories they will tell about how close the elephant was while they were on safari in Zimbabwe, or how colorful the fish were when they snorkeled on the Great Barrier Reef. This is what travel is all about; hotels, airlines, cruise ships–that’s just details.


This is not to say that how you get there and where you stay doesn’t matter. On the contrary, such ‘details’ can profoundly affect the quality of ‘good’ memories, etc on a trip. But regardless of whether you are the seller or buyer always remember what the real product is—experiences. At the end of the day—and extending a bit further—our days (yeah, like until death), what we’ll value most isn’t what we have, but rather what we’ve done. It’s up to us to direct our resources into what counts. Travel is unique in that even though it costs money, you always come home richer. So if you’re in the market for some travel memories of lasting value, I just happen to know a guy…;)


To all you real or would-be travelers out there, is this something you agree with? Share your thoughts with the rest of us.