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Posted: 2007-06-13 8:43
Secrets of a Million-Mile Traveler
The rhythms of life in Spain. A magical meal in Tokyo. Seeing the world is easier than ever -- but truly experiencing a place requires an unconventional approach. Our travel correspondent on how to escape the tourist bubble.
By STAN SESSER
June 9, 2007; Page P1
I was in Zurich for only one night, an obligatory stop to make a plane connection. At dinner I talked to a young man sitting at the next table. He turned out to be a widely traveled half French-Canadian and half American-Indian who had lived in Switzerland for the past two years. He raved about a little town in the Swiss Alps called Arosa, so much so that the next morning I canceled my flight to Istanbul and took a train to Arosa instead.
That was 10 years ago, and I've since returned seven times. Arosa is at the end of the line of a narrow-gauge railway that offers breathtaking views of snowcapped mountains, deep ravines, roaring rivers and waterfalls. Because the town is known for skiing, in the summer the tourists are scarce, the wildflowers plentiful and the hiking spectacular.
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The Five Storied Pagoda at the Senso Ji temple in Tokyo
After many years as a travel writer, taking countless flights and clocking more than a million miles in the air, I've become convinced that the key to a more rewarding experience is violating the rules -- at least some of the time. When others check into big-chain hotels, I look for an apartment in the back streets. I'll choose a quirky guided walk through a place over a crowded tour bus.
It's a paradox of travel these days that many people are traveling more widely than ever before but are spending their time in exotic destinations surrounded by the trappings of home -- familiar hotel chains and brand-name restaurants. (Starbucks now has nearly 4,000 outlets outside the U.S., including stores in China and on the Greek island of Mykonos. And if you're traveling to Nepal, the Hyatt Regency Kathmandu has burgers and fries on its room-service menu.)
In one form or another, this dilemma has plagued travelers before. In 1601, Francis Bacon advised the young British aristocrats who traveled to the Continent that they should make local friends and eat local food. "Let him sequester himself from the company of his countrymen and diet in such places, where there is good company of the nation where he travelleth," he wrote. But with the huge upsurge in travel in recent years, staying in that bubble has become a much easier proposition than in Francis Bacon's day.
My own solution requires two words: Be counterintuitive. When conventional wisdom tells you to do A, consider doing B. In practice, this might be something as simple as eating food from a street vendor or as heart-stopping as going to a country when everyone else is fleeing it. Counterintuitive thinking inevitably gets me out of the bubble, and even though it might provoke some anxiety, it usually works out fine.
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Stan Sesser offers tips3 for escaping the tourist bubble and having a truly unique experience on the roadOver the years, for example, I've often arrived in a city without a hotel booking. Only once, in Paris, did I have to spend the night sleeping on a park bench. Moreover, the beautiful warm evening made that night in the park almost fun.
Admittedly, I'm one of the more adventurous travelers, after some 40 years circling the globe, the past seven based in Bangkok as a reporter for The Wall Street Journal. And I'll be the first to acknowledge that travel to unfamiliar places can be a daunting proposition. But even the less adventurous can have a better travel experience by applying some of these key tactics in small measures. You can escape the horde of tourists and meet more locals by getting out of major cities and exploring small towns -- but take it as a side trip, rather than make it the focus of your vacation.
For me, the unpleasantries don't come close to matching the joys of acting counterintuitively. Here's how I do it:
Avoid Hotels
In Spain, Seville's Old City sits behind medieval walls, and the narrow, cobblestone streets are lined with whitewashed stucco buildings. It's romantic and picturesque -- but some distance from areas where many of the upscale hotels are located. Instead of booking a room out there, I booked an apartment in the Old City and ended up with the accommodation of my dreams. For $130, less than the price of almost any hotel, I had two large, bright rooms, plus a modern bathroom and kitchen.
SEVILLE
TIP: Get closer to locals by renting an apartment -- you'll escape the traditional tourist zones near hotels and get a feel for the rhythm of the city.
With hotel rates soaring, apartment owners are increasingly finding it more profitable to hire management firms that will rent their apartments to tourists, rather than leasing to a long-term tenant. For travelers, it means a chance to break away from bland breakfast buffets and hotel décor that often looks the same whether you're in Moscow, Manila or Miami. In Seville, I knew exactly where I was staying: With red-tile floors, colorful tiles decorating the walls, and a wood-beamed ceiling, it was so redolent of Spain that I half-expected a group of flamenco dancers to entertain me at night.
The beauty of living in an apartment is that I felt a part of the city, not a tourist. I switched to Spanish dining hours so I could eat with the locals, with lunch at 3 p.m. and dinner at 11 p.m. The food of Seville centers on tapas, many consisting of seafood or varieties of Spanish hams. Crowds mill around, helping themselves to some food displayed on the tapas bar counters and ordering other dishes. It's not clear how much anything costs. The chaos makes it doubly rewarding to mingle with the regular patrons, because they'll often take pity on bewildered Americans and explain the system, even suggesting what to eat.
Management firms are springing up to handle these apartment bookings and provide maid service. You can easily find listings on the Internet. Pick an agency that has photos of the apartment on its Web site and that doesn't commit you to paying for the whole thing in advance, in case you end up not liking the place. Beware of any unconventional requests, such as cash rather than a credit card, on which you can always do a chargeback if you get cheated. Last year, I was burned by an agency in Moscow that demanded a $100 deposit via Western Union, then took the money and ran.
Get Out of Big Cities
To many travelers, Prague has become the poor man's Paris, just as beautiful but much more down to earth. So if anything is counterintuitive, it's the idea of leaving this glorious Czech capital and heading out to the unknown countryside. I did this last year for the first time and was amazed at what I found. The Czech Republic reminds me so much of Tuscany, with little medieval towns climbing the slopes of hills that are topped with castles.
Stramberk is a tiny town dating back to the 14th century. The nicest hotel in town, a splendid renovation of a medieval building, has four rooms, so you won't exactly be caught in any crowds boarding tour buses. You have a view of the main square, looking up at the old houses lining the narrow streets.
At night, everyone descends on the local restaurant/pub on the main square to eat delicious food (delicious, that is, if you like pork and veal) costing only a couple of dollars and to drink glass after glass of the famous Stramberk Trubac beer. It's simply the best beer I've ever tasted, dark gold in color, with a head the consistency of shaving cream. Unfiltered and unpasteurized, it's so fragile that it can't be bottled; it's drawn directly from the casks in the medieval cellars under the restaurant.
One of the things that made Stramberk such a delight is the fact that there is nothing much to do. Who wants to spend a vacation doing nothing? Me for one, if it's a one- or two-day break from the usual hectic tourist routine of running around frantically seeing things and doing things. I sat in the little café in front of my hotel drinking coffee, walked around the town and took a hike in the surrounding woods.
From Stramberk to a little island in the Mekong called Don Kone, small towns make up some of my fondest travel memories. Before you go, look at other people's recommendations on travel bulletin-board Web sites, like Lonely Planet's Thorn Tree forums, to avoid small towns that are more dull than magical.
Eat Where the Locals Eat
It almost goes without saying that the best food is often outside the five-star hotels. But it can also mean going beyond the cliché of "authentic" local cuisine.
TOKYO
TIP: Take a chance on nontraditional restaurants -- in Tokyo, for instance, local culinary precision brings a special edge to French cuisine.
A couple of years ago, I devoted one of my precious few nights during a trip to Tokyo to a French dinner. It all started one evening not in Tokyo but in Saigon, where I was having a dinner so wonderful that I congratulated the owner. He in turn introduced me to a Japanese woman eating alone, an agent in Tokyo for avant-garde artists. There are tens of thousands of restaurants in Tokyo, but she seemed to know all the best ones. And she recommended Tout Seul (in English, "all alone").
Why not? I thought. I've seen young Japanese interns assiduously chopping away in kitchens of the greatest restaurants in France, learning the tricks of the trade. Presumably the concept of freshness and simple preparation that defines Japanese cooking could work equally well on French food.
"All alone" indeed. The young Japanese chef, who spent six years working in France, did everything himself for a maximum of eight diners sitting at a counter. He not only cooked but also served the food, bused dishes, washed pots and poured the wine. The Japanese aesthetic took as much precedence as in any restaurant serving Japanese food. My meal included grilled sea scallops served over a tomato purée, and roasted guinea hen with a sauté of oyster mushrooms, asparagus and broad beans.
It sounds boring, but what if the scallops were the freshest, juiciest available, and what if the tomato purée came not from a can, but from the ripest, reddest summer tomatoes? And consider the vegetables alongside the guinea hen. No seasoning other than salt, but everything was flavored by the rich juice of the mushrooms.
Aside from asking people you meet for recommendations, I find that hotel concierges respond favorably if asked specifically for a restaurant that serves local food where you won't see a single tourist; it's a challenge for them, so different from the usual queries they face.
Intuition tells us that in countries with low standards of sanitation, we should confine our eating to fancy places, right? Well, consider my years living in Bangkok. I've had serious food poisoning twice, and both came from meals in five-star hotels. On the other end of the scale, I eat at sidewalk stalls at least a couple of times a week, and there has never been a problem. Unlike many tourist spots, local restaurants depend on repeat business.
Take a Quirky Tour
I can't deny the benefits of getting to know a city by taking a tour when you first arrive, particularly if you don't have much time. But being on a tourist bus is like being in a zoo looking through the bars. In various cities, I've seen better options, including walking tours, bicycle tours, even a running tour of Paris. When I took a Segway tour of Bangkok, there were just four of us, and startled and amused residents stopped us frequently to talk.
BERLIN
TIP: Take a quirky walking tour to see sights without a tour bus and impersonal tourist spiel; you're more likely to wander the streets and encounter the unexpected.
The more unconventional the tour, the better. In Berlin last month, I joined a free 3½-hour walking tour sponsored by Sandeman's New Europe, a company that has similar free tours in several European cities. It was the first time that advice in an airline magazine, in this case Ryanair's, turned out to be valuable. The guide gets paid by tips only, and the company gets its income hoping you'll like the free tour sufficiently to take a paying tour.
What made the tour such a success was the fact that Naida Alic, our 27-year-old guide, was so far removed from a typical tour guide. A Harvard graduate majoring in history, she had come to Berlin on vacation and fallen in love with the city. She laid great emphasis on both the Nazi era and the rule of the Communists in East Germany, using monuments like the Brandenburg Gate, the bunker where Hitler committed suicide and the standing section of the Berlin Wall as a backdrop to probe the German psyche. She showed us the luxury high-rise apartment complex built by the Communists near the Berlin Wall to be visible from the West, to demonstrate the prosperous life that they wanted the world to think the East Germans were leading.
For lunch, she took us to Schlotzsky's Deli. It was only after I left Germany that I discovered Schlotzsky's is a franchise operation based in Austin, Texas. You see how easy it is in these days of globalization to get sucked into the tourist bubble?
Go Where Others Aren't
Of all the counterintuitive things I've ever done when I travel, this heads the list. In 1993, a month before the United Nations-sponsored elections in Cambodia, the Khmer Rouge attacked Siem Reap, the town that's the gateway to Angkor Wat and dozens of other magnificent monuments. Because they didn't have enough strength to hold the city, they torched a few buildings and withdrew. The attack caused a mass exodus of frightened tourists.
AROSA
TIP: Head to places where other travelers aren't going -- try visiting off-season when many towns still have compelling attractions but fewer tourists.
A week later, I flew to Siem Reap and checked into the Grand Hotel d'Angor, which had only one other guest, an eccentric British poet. For two days, I had the privilege of being the only tourist at Angkor Wat, one of the great wonders of the world.
Even if you're skittish about destinations in flux, it's still worth thinking about going where others wouldn't usually flock -- even if it's simply going somewhere off-season. Take my trip to Arosa, for instance, a town in the Swiss Alps that's usually full of ski buff-tourists in winter but where I like to go in summer.
When I got off at the Arosa station on my first visit, I could hardly believe I was in Switzerland. Waiting to board the train for the return trip was a large group of Orthodox Jews speaking Yiddish to each other, the men dressed in long black coats and black hats. It turns out that while few Americans have heard of Arosa, it's a popular getaway for Israelis. There's a strictly kosher hotel, and in the hills above Arosa a dairy that sells cheese, yogurt and milk, owned by an Orthodox Jewish family.
I've never done more beautiful hiking than in Arosa, which is why I keep going back. A real bonus lies with the people you meet on the hiking trails. Many are elderly Swiss who have retired to Arosa not to watch television, but to hike in the summer and ski in the winter. They're in no special hurry, and enjoy saying hello. Some are in their 80s and -- although I'm loath to admit it -- some have zoomed past me as I've made my way up the steep mountain trails.