You know what I hate? Censorship. You know where you’re about to see/hear/write something absolutely brilliant/groundbreaking/risqué and some smart-butt editor toes the party line editing out all the good parts and stuffing it with a big dose of bland? And how pray tell does this apply to travel or travel editors? Well, for a start [removed for breaking content guidelines – Ed.] and that's just the beginning.
New Zealand’s natural attractions are spectacular but the urban environments also have their own appeal. Auckland is the biggest city and point of entry for most tourists and it has a lively after-dark party scene.
Why? Because I never know what really is going on and what I glean from reports tends never to be entirely accurate.
Nightclubs may seem like places where anything goes, but appearances can be deceptive. Clubs are governed by written and unwritten laws which change from country to country but there’s a few etiquette rules applicable right around the world.
I’ve traveled to Asia recently and noticed that almost all of my lady friends are taking/ drinking some sort of Collagen supplements. What’s all this hoopla about?
One of the biggest NYE parties this 09/10 took place on a tiny Thai island called Koh Pha Ngan. The year changed on the very night there was a full moon – and if you know clubbing at all, you know that Koh Pha Ngan is famous for its wild full moon parties – so this was a truly cosmic coincidence. Over 50,000 locals and travelers converged on the beautiful Haad Rin beach to dance in moonlight and welcome the first dawn of 2010.
Many people are afraid of ghosts, but Asians are especially fearful of them. Having worked in the hotel industry for a while, I have witnessed many incidents where guests would flee from their pre-paid 5-star hotel room, thinking that it was haunted.
Why? Because they seriously restrict what you’re going to do, where you’re going to go, what you’re going to try and essentially how much fun you’re gonna have. As I’m afflicted with about, oh, I don’t know… all of them, generally my trips suck. On the upside, it helps me write this blog.
Jakarta is not famous for its nightlife like some other Asian capitals, which was why I was very pleasantly surprised to find a smorgasbord of club options. Despite being a Muslim country, the alcohol flows freely and clubs are open until late, so I’m officially declaring Jakarta Asia’s undiscovered party city – get in quick before the secret’s out!