Is there anybody in the history of the planet who went to Siem Reap but didn’t go to Angkor Wat? I suppose there was probably at least one maniac who did this at some point, but it certainly wasn’t me.
There are a ridiculous amount of temples in Chiang Mai. I don’t think you can walk more than a block or two without stumbling onto a temple. It reminds a bit of Kyoto in that way.
If you’re going to Borobudur Temple, you’re probably going to do Prambanan, too — it’s the other major temple in Yogyakarta, and another big reason why people come here in the first place. You can even buy a combined Prambanan/Borobudur ticket, so yeah, don’t fight it. You’re going to see both.
Saying “if you’re in Yogyakarta, you have to see Borobudur” is kind of like saying “if you’re in Paris, you have to see the Eiffel Tower.” Duh.
But seriously: if you’re in Yogyakarta, you have to see Borobudur. It’s amazing.
The Chiang Kai-shek Memorial Hall in Taipei is one of those places you pretty much have to see if you’re a tourist. I guess you could skip it, but why? It’s seriously impressive, it’s right in the middle of the city, and it’s free to visit.
Well, Austria’s all wrapped up, which means it’s time for a bunch of random photos.
I actually didn’t even realize that there was a second city that was wiped out by the Vesuvius eruption that you could visit — Herculaneum, which is decidedly smaller than Pompeii, but definitely worth a visit.
Obviously if you’re in Naples, you’ve gotta go to Pompeii — it’s a quick, cheap train ride away from the city, and it’s an interesting enough piece of history to be common knowledge around the world. You’d be crazy to miss it.
Note: Thanks to a bunch of terrorist douchebags, the chronology of this blog is a bit messed up. This and the next few posts were actually written before that whole fiasco, which is why this is written as though I’m still in Zaragoza.
I wound up in Zaragoza pretty much at random; the initial plan was to go to San Sebastian between Madrid and Barcelona. It turns out I’m a cheapo and can’t afford San Sebastian, so plan B it is: spending a few nights in Zaragoza, a medium-sized city about halfway between Madrid and Barcelona.
It’s not exactly the first place place you think of when you visit Spain (I hadn’t even heard of it until recently), but I’m actually quite enjoying my time here.