tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33937182011-12-31T18:21:34.575-08:00A man with no talent, but armed with a digital camera, can waste lots of bandwidthmatthewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01565788509154761964noreply@blogger.comBlogger931100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3393718.post-82234323146836134522011-12-31T14:52:00.000-08:002011-12-31T18:21:34.594-08:00

Dec 31: I'm sitting next to Amanda and sleeping baby Coco (or properly Colette Sophia Holt) in the Java House diner, and due to the magic of technology, I can take a photo on my phone and have it appear on my end of year letter. Coco's arrival was obviously the highlight of my personal year, and Amanda has become the most amazing do-it-all-while-being-incredibly-loving mum of all time. There's of

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I'm determined to make this the end of 2010 letter, not "well into 2011" letter. But as I've also got tons to do of an unfortunate work nature on NYE even though it's a holiday, so I am going to be quick--or at least a little quicker than in years past.I do these letters about charity and politics every year and moved them onto a blog a while ago (here's 2010 2009s, 2008s and you can search

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Every year end I write this little epistle and every year it gets later. Now with the post new year's weekend fading on the West Coast of the US, I'm rushing the 2010 edition out the door.So if you haven't seen it before (here's 2009s, 2008s and you can search back), I tell a touch about me and mine and a little more about charities I support. I've always thought that if one or two people click

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This year I'm late, late, late...I went out cross country skiing on New Years Eve and am getting to my end of year letter late. It's already 2009, so I hope you had a great New Year's celebration. But I still hope that you'll think about some of the charities and issues that I raise each year. Which is why I write this email/blog posting.The big excitement on the personal front in 2008 was that

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Hi. The year is just about over, it's already New Year in Europe so it must be time for Matthew's annual end of year letter. As most of you getting this know, I started doing these letters a few years back when I was going lots of letters from people telling me how their families had been over the past year, and I noticed that I didn't have a family to tell them about. At least one part of that

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This year I am rushing to get my 2006 year end letter out before my New Year. But I know that most of you in the rest of the world have already Seen midnight strike. So I hope you have had a great introduction to a Happy New Year!Just to remind you I’ve been writing these little end of year summaries for a few years now. And at this point I almost always say the same thing--I started because I

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Hi, it’s time for my end of year 2005 letter….even if it’s already 2006. Happy New Year!So for a few years now I’ve been writing these little end of year summaries. I started because I was getting lots of end of year letters from my friends telling me about their family story, and I didn’t have one — my end of year sumaries would have been pretty self-indulgent! I’d also got some good responses

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Jeez. So it’s january 2006 and I never finished 2005 really on the blog. Given that a few more people might show up here now that I’m announcing some bigger news, I thought that I’d get the end of last year’s photos up here.So we left you in Paris at the end of May.Next pics were from walking Charley on the beach at Fort Funston.All Fort Funston Charley picturesThen Amanda and I joined lots of

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So although it's been a while I never got the last European city up here. It was of course Paris. We rode there in a very nice private sleeper car -- quite the way to travel indeed. And when we got there JB and his mum Bridget were there to say hi (or at least to meet in the Louvre)!Here's JB with his car (He wishes!)We had a fine tme wondering around the city having lunch and I spent most of the

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Leaving Prague on a night train, I used my cheap English cellphone to call a random place from the guide book in Berlin. My German and the English of the woman answering the phone matched, and we managed to ascertain "Zimmer Yes!" in about 5 minutes of conversation. However, due to its odd history Berlin has three main stations and the train we were on was splitting, a guard who spoke some

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So first stop on the whirlwind tour was Prague. Quite a place. Although one of the things we missed that I wanted to see was the museum of Communism, one of the first things we did see was the balcony from which Havel addressed the crowd at the time of the Velvet Revolution...just 16 short years ago.The balcony from which Havel addressed the crowd during the Velvet RevolutionPrague is old and

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So after a quick trip to Amsterdam, I made it to London. I found Amanda at the aiport and we snuck into the center of town and went and played tourist. The first big tourist day was at St Pauls, the Tower of London (including an enactment of the Guy Fawkes gunpowder plot) and the Houses of Parliament. It was a really hot day, so we were forced to stop for several pints of Youngs on the way.Amanda

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Way way too long since I posted here. The main news is that I have recently been off to Europe but before that there was chillin' in Napa with the lovely Amanda. More pics here.Amanda hanging in the vinesThen I had my 500th (month) birthday party. Quite a few ravers showed up, and only one bottle was thrown (at us from the next door high rise!). More party pics hereMe with a few admirers; Well I

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Bowyer vs Dyer A Classic

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The Bounty Hunter leaps for the lineAnd what could be more American and better than Monster Trucks in the rain and the mud at my local neighborhood baseball stadium. What a laugh!! There were three tip overs including a spectacular vertical leap and crash down backwards....She fell over (Women drivers, I ask you!)All the photos are here ( I have some movies too, but you'll have to ask for a

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One of my best friends from Cambridge, Paula is taking a year off to sail around the Caribbean (or the West Indies if you're a Brit). I went over there to join them for a few days. On the good boat Yellowbird we did a teeny amount of sailing between the very pleasant shores of the various US and British Virgin Islands. It was really great to hang out with Paula and John.Matthew & Paula relaxing

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OK. Lots of catching up to do in this photo bloggery mania. First up is the lovely and wild Maya Capur, who is taking me to Duran Duran next month, after her own trip to New ZealandMaya had a birthday party for an indeterminate age at her parents house on the last day of January -- just to prove that you are never too old to go home. Or in her case to force her parents to move nearer her...(from

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Now when an esteemed group of young men come around to your house, bring a huge amount of the finest single malt Scotch whisky with them and give individual lectures about where the distilleries are, and what the whisky should taste like, and even don't drink absolutely all of it, then you my friend are not a drunk, you are a connoisseur.The Gang of Malt-esersIf you repeat this concept enough,

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My sister Dordy is getting engaged to Si. He rented a helicopter on their recent trip to Canada to pop the question. Well done guys! Dordy & Si -- Engaged and not caring about the possibility of rotor lash! Apparently my dad is bored and hence lobbying for a summer wedding....

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Last weekend KT had a birthday party buried beneath thousands of other reasons for having a party. So much so that I thought her birthday was some other time! It was the first time that her new place was on view with all the stuff actually done after 6 months of renovation (including me having to cart dirt on one occasion and having to fetch some day laborers for her on another!), and it was the

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So I was innocently walking down the street last Monday night when David the mad Frenchman drove up with his Red Cheese photo booth on the back of his and Aaron's truck. They were going to a party at Jack Falstaff the new restaurant, and so by extended invitation Caroline and I did too. It was actually the Plumpjack restaurants Christmas party. There was gambling and great food (we can definitely

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In a fit of insanity, when we could all have gone on a boat and let someone else deal with the aggravation Heidi persuaded KT, Caroline, Stephen and me to have a New Year's Eve party , and worse (especially for my neighbors) persuaded Caroline and me to host it at my loft! And what a night it turned out to be..... Le Frenchman avec harem This was the queue for the bathroom at one point. Early

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(In case you didn't see this annual email, I post it here too) Hi. To paraphrase John Lennon, "And so this is New Years, and what have you done?" etc Welcome to what is (I think) my 5th end of year letter. This is the one where I tell you a teeny bit about what I've been up to and then try to guilt you/inspire you/bore you into action on a number of charitable and vaguely political topics. And

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So I whipped over to Europe for the Christmas. I spent a few restful days in Chamonix, sadly not skiing because my knee still hurts. But I wondered around and got a little writing done. I was there because my friend Jenny Lobell (or Raffle as she's known now) was having another 40th birthday party (all organized by Tim her hubby). JB and Rebecca were there too as where a bunch of others. They

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Friday night was the eventual almost annual drag out Holiday/ Christmas/ Channukah/ Kwanza/ Midwinter celebration, at the new pad in the Oriental Warehouse. There were some old faces who reappear once a year (Hi Mike--Hi Serena). Some very old friends appearing after a longer absence (Yo Freddie and gang). Some cute couples escaping their kids (Yo Eric & SuperJules) and some others who cant get

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It was an amazing night at the Larson-Sweeny WWF (World Wedding Federation) Ultimate Smackdown contest held at the St Francis Drake on Saturday. The Good Time Girls A confused nanny from Wisconsin blundered into a wedding party and was heard screaming "I just love Lesley, what a milf!". Then three potential good time girls -- one apparently still lost on her way to Nebraska's 2002 Rose Bowl

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And in the continuing Seinfeld episode without the punchlines that is my life, stuff happened over Thanksgiving and I had a digital camera, so read on. First up was a huge dinner at the amazing Susan Mactavish Best's opium den of sin and Turkey. Imagine the longest narrowest one bedroom Railroad apartment that you can. Railroad Corridor Then imagine setting up a table going down the middle of

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Matthew plays BarrySo I went to a conference at SBC Park, home of the SF Giants and conveniently located 3 blocks from my house! And they took us on a tour of the ground and I got to hit in the Giants batting cage (and I smoked a few n'all!). And then my friend Laura got to mug as Barry Bonds too.Laura plays Barry tooAnd here's the real thingThe rest of the SBC photos are here

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Julie showing that lingerie isn't just for the bedroom... Here are the pics from Julis Smith's party. Go to here. Yup a drunk guy with a digital camera is not a pretty thing. And yes I have the digital camera back, so this photoblog will be used a little more in the coming months...

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Last June I went on a ten-day driving trip to Telluride where Sarah's brother and sister-in-law live (and where her parents would be visiting when we got there). This took us through a great driving trip across the best of the south-west's national parks.  As many of you know I think this is the most beautiful part of the world, with the possible exception of New Zealand's south island, and I

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The annual Joe and Matthew rafting trip finally happened a month after it should have done. 8 hardy souls ventured up to the Merced river, stopping only to have tea on the way (too many Englishmen on board); 3 Englishman (and a New Jersey Jew) stop for tea as demanded by tradition ... and then having an outrageous amount of food and wine at a camp with no bears. Mass Dinner; Mass Mess, with

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So we finally staggered out of Capadoccia, a beautiful and great place. The next stop was a quick night in a very dodgy hotel in Istanbul. And after that we flew down to Dalaman and took a quick hop with a licensed bandit in a taxi to Olu Deniz. Olu Deniz is a seaside town full of English oiks where you can buy a full English breakfast and where the locals are amazed to hear anyone even try to

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You may notice that the photos have changed slightly as I'm now using Blogger's new photo upload service, which appears to be very clever and also means that I don't have to host the photos on my website. So the first one is Sarah in Cappadoccia. Sarah smiles in Cappadocia We got to Cappadocia after a little too much drama with air tickets for the wrong day, and terrible food poisoning which

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So we eventually got driven to the airport in Izmir and flew to Istanbul. After a quick nap to work off the Raki, we hit the Blue Mosque, which is only blue on the inside. Next stop was into the Basilica Cistern, a huge underground water cistern built by the Byzantines and not discovered by the Ottomans until years after their conquest. Later we made it to the Grand Bazaar, and then out

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After extricating ourselves from Diana's post birthday brunch, we eventually made it to Gatwick for the plane to Bodrum airport. After paying most of our holiday money to a licenses bandit in a taxi we had a quick night in Milas, and took several buses to Selcuk, near Epehsus. There we fell into the company of Zeki a pension-owning, carpet- and jewellry-selling lunatic. We had a long day

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OK so now I'm back and jetlagged at 1 am and can put up all those photos from my trip! Sarah and I flew to London on April 29. We started off with a great dinner with my family, and then zipped up to London where we went to the Cathederal at Stamford Bridge and saw Chelsea beat Southampton 4 - 0. Then it was out to dinner with a host of friends including Diana, Jenny, Carter, Gabrielle and

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I'm off with the lovely Sarah to the UK on Friday, and to Turkey on the following Monday--after hanging out with Diana France at her $#th birthday party on Sunday night. So please check in for the photos that will be emerging..... The travel blog will thus resume, after a somewhat quiet period!

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It's been a while since I've been, but I'll be in the UK watching footy on Saturday when Chelsea take on Southampton. The current Chelsea squad, despite being the most talented ever in the clubs history, is very annoying. Recent results atgainst Monaco and Newcastle prove my point. Both were games that should have been won by the forwards. The team plays very well to get in postition to score

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So I have a new digital camera, so expect this page to come back to something approaching life. Here are the photos from Lish Woodgate's last easter party(View pictures) and here's a few of some paragliding from the group I was in up at Elk Mountain. Meanwhile I had knee surgery on the 2nd of April, and the rehab is going quite well.

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In case you didn't get the email.... Well it's that time of year again! I’ve been writing these for a few years now and have had a generally favorable response. (and you'll surely let me know if not!) So would you pleeeeze welcurme the 2003 and fourth edition of the not-quite-world famous “Matthew's end of year letter”.... I'm sitting in a lovely cabin in Lake Tahoe in the middle of a New

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Well it's again been a while since I've been here, but this time I have some photos to share with you from my birthday, which was a few months ago (August 1) Worth seeing as there are some cuties in there (well, me and some others). It's been a quiet few weeks on the social front, partly because I didn't drink for a month and also gave up eating red meat. This was to assuage the gout which

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And then my sister said, wot are you up to?, so I told her something like this: 1) Working (I ghost wrote some technology columns posted elsewhere) 2) Writing the excellent The Health Care Blog, although speaking of family I've tried to get my father the Gynaecologist to weigh in on the odd issue and got nothing out of him as he's busy building this housing estate. 3) Twisting my right (already

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Well it's been a while since I posted, although my other blogs Are You Outraged and The Health Care Blog are very busy. I've been doing a fair amount of Rock-climbing indoors at Mission Cliffs and also with my friend Patrick Wheeler at his local Planet Granite in Belmont. Patrick is doing really well (much better than me), pity that he had to wait until he was 40 to discover something he was

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So, life is becoming routine boredom parties, paragliding, much more rock-climbing, a bit more gout (nasty!) and even some work. I am though off to volunteer on a policitical campaign or two (see Are you outraged? for all that) and I did get sent this incredible photo by my strange friends from Germany, Uli and Maikka. I think the hair is faked, but I'm not sure. Any of you missing Vietnam like

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This blog has got a lot less interesting due to the death of my digital camera (and this is a hint bearing in mind later news in the blog). There is though much more on my Are You Outraged? blog if you're interested in politics at all. I am now set up at the new house which is at 950 Harrison, #106, SF, CA. It's a huge 3 level loft and I have almost all my art and photos up and as we speak the

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Just a short entry to those of you still following at home. I'm back in the US for a while now I'm paragliding regularly at the Dumps I have a new loft-type apartment with the lovely Stephanie Wong of Stylemaven fame, and we are sharing an office when the DSL works (soon I hope!) in the SOMA area of San Francisco There'll be a big party at said house on August 1 My new professional web site is

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So in the very fine tradition of better very, very late than never, I'm going to dash off the last month of my travelogue, another piece that was originally written in May and then was eaten by my Handspring Visor--funnily enough Handspring was bought by Palm last month, so soon I'll be complaining about another tech company that doesn't exist anymore?­. Anyway this contains the story of what I

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So I have now got all of the last photos from New Zealand up on the web. I'll write a little more about them later but here are photos from Drive down the South Island and Views from the top in Queenstown Milford Sound, the most beautiful fijord in the South Island (90 photos!) Doubtful Sound -- Amazing Kayak trip on another beautiful Fijord Kepler Track - I did a three day hike in this alpine

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These are the abbreviated notes from Taiwan which were written and lost cause of my stupid Visor, or possibly because of my cheapness in refusing to buy a non-reconditioned one! I wrote this on the plane back from New Zealand, so now I'm a month or so behind in the narrative. Now I'm back in San Francisco I'll catch up on the rest of the blog over the next week or so, and then start complaining

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OKOKOKOKOKOKOK I am very very sorry and very mad (in the American sense of being pissed off). I fixed my Handspring Visor in Australia to the point where it actually seemed to work when the batteries were changed and everything. I then wrote copiously in it so that I'd have lots to put on the blog when I got back to the Internet store in the only town in New Zealand that let's me connect it to a

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OK, here's the piece I wrote last week about my end of NZ trip and the week in thailand, now with photos! The trip to Taiwan will be up shortly but this is a fun one so read this too! So I drove from Wanaka to Queenstown with the intention of finishing my paragliding PG1 course there. (Here's a map of the south island to help) The first day because of some wierd incident on the hill the day

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Quick one. I'm a little peed off with my new Handspring Visor which has developed a bad habit of crashing and losing its short term memory when I change the batteries (which it seems to need new ones of every 20 minutes) and I've lost a long piece I was going to post here as a result. However, I've been in Nelson (where I was before) learning to paraglide; I've now done three high (High!)

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Well it's been a wild week in New Zealand. I escaped Sydney after ten pin bowling with Chris Cuthbert, Sally and their kids Oliver and Christian, and their friends. Chris came to pick me up in his very flash new old Aston Martin, which was great although the heater was stuck on! Sally won the ten pin bowling of course. That night we had a great dinner; Stephen and Annabelle joined Chris, Sally

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So after a late dinner after the ride on the beach, David dumped me off at the Launceston airport. I called Bettina in Melbourne and found that I had been traded to the Norbury team for my season in Melbourne. Joanne Norbury, who I hadn't seen for a while, came and got me at the airport. She'd just moved back from Sydney and was missing her true love Joe Gatto (or at least I think that's what she

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So I've escaped from Tasmania and a very hectic few days in Melbourne....I'm now sitting in Sydney in Stephen Burley's barrister's chambers clogging up his office Internet connection by uploarding all my photos from Tassy (without bothering to reduce the size as the connection is so fast!). So where was I when last I left you a few weeks back? Oh yeah. Singapore. City of rest and idleness, for

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So I've made it to Tasmania and got to see Jo Ellison and her new-ish husband David. David has a beard and hair of a real mountain man and the language to go with it. Quite how as demure a person as Joanna ended up with him I dont know but they seem to fit very well together! They live on a 43 acre property in rural northern Tasmania surrounded by horses, cows and wallabies (or dinner, as I'll

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I have had a couple of complaints about my silence lately. The easy cop-out would be to say that I went to Burma from Chaing Mai (top of this map) and the evil fascists who run that country don't allow Internet use there. In fact my Swedish friend Mia was waiting for me in the middle of Rangoon. I however was in bed in Chaing Mai with a terrible case of backache. It hasn't really gone away

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Christmas in Laos. OK this may sound like the title to a new Disney movie starring Goldie Hawn and some computer generated chipmunks, but it's much worse. It's the true hideous story of how in Vang Vieng, Laos, Lish Woodgate survived an assasination attempt three times by the diabolically-intentioned Ann Larson (OK two were by me) and then foolishly decided that due to her injuries she was

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I'm one in a million! Blogger (which is the program that writes this journal) has 1 million users now....but you lot don't care about that! I have just escaped Laos and made it to Chang Mai in Thailand, and boy is that a re-emergence into civilization after where I've been lately! No photos yet, but I'll get some text and photos up while I'm here in the next few days. For those of you scoring

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Sapa to Laungh Prabahn -- Well it seems so long ago that I left Vietnam that it's difficult to write too much about it. My trip to the beautiful hill country of Sapa was mostly a dud, as the weather closed in and there was 5 days of consecutive fog. Sapa is a hill town near the Chinese border in north-west Vietnam that used to be a center of ethnic minority culture, but is fast turning into a

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Quick note--there have been some problems with the archiviving function on Blogger...so you may not be able to see entries before early December. Hopefully I've fixed it but please email me if you can't see earlier entries (and their links to photos) and want to.

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Matthew's end of year missive 2003 This is my end of year letter. I put it here in case you missed the email! Hi. I hope you are having a great end to 2002 First, let me apologize if I've disappeared off your radar screens, if you were sitting there thinking, "where is that Matthew Holt fellow", I have indeed disappeared more or less off the map. I'm writing my end of year message from Laos, a

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I have now got the photos from Sapa up as well as more in the Hanoi album. I have also put up the photos from Southern Laos after much fussing from the Germans' with the sense of humour, Uli and Maikka, but you have to go to the relevant secion of the blog (dated 1/4/03) to see them. Plus the shots of Ventiene are up too. Stories to follow...am a bit tired after a too-happy christmas dinner

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So to bring you up to date....this missive covers my time in Tam Coc, Hanoi (twice) Halong Bay, Sapa and getting to Vientiene in Laos, where I'm writing this. After leaving Dong Hoi I was awakended on the sleeper train by it stopping. I asked the guard where we were as Vietnamese stations don't bother with niceties like signs. "Nimh Binh" he said. That's me, I thought, and rushed off to get my

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So I'm leaving Vietnam tommorow. I've spent the last few days in Sapa which is in the Tonkin Alps in far northwest, and have been completely fog bound. I'll have photos up from here soon enough. However for those of you waiting (hi Dad!) I have now got all my sets up. These include the Tam Coc river, Halong Bay, Hanoi, and a certain "Big Wednesday" night out in Hanoi (you know who you are and

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Dalat via Nha Trang via Hoi An via Hue to Dong Hoi -- I've spent most of this month thinking of the Eddie Murphy skit at the start of Trading Places, when he's pretending to be a blind, crippled Vietnam Vet, and two cops ask him where he was stationed. He says (something like!) "Dan Ang, Nha Trang, Hoi An, Du Nang, Ru Tang, yeah man I was at all of them places...", then the cops kick of his

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Saigon--Ho Chi Minh City. Full of history of the war, in which first the French then the Americans managed to lose the peace after winning most of the battles. But now, 27 years after the tanks crashed through the gates of the southern Presidential palace and 57 years after Ho Chi Minh invited ONLY the USA to his independence celebration (and here's a poster telling the Viet Minh to be nice to

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Catching up on past history. So I left the Hello guesthouse ($4 a night) and after a nice early journey on top of a fast boat past lots of floating houses on the huge Tone Slap lake, I arrived in Phnom Phen to be greated by more hotel touts than I've ever seen in my life! There after some screwing around I arived at the seedy and smelly series of guesthouses by the nice but small lake. I should

matthewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01565788509154761964noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3393718.post-850900592002-11-25T19:56:00.000-08:002002-11-25T19:56:41.260-08:00

Ok. Sorry but there is no way that you can see the albums I've put up so far without registering with Ofoto. They changed their policy and wont budge. It REALLY only takes 20 seconds (ony 4 fields to fill in) and you can give a false name and email address. I will move all future albums to a different service but it would take forever to move the ones up there now.... You can still see the

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I've just been informed by ego surfing Canadian Vicky that she couldnt see her photos. Yup, Ofoto has changed their policy. You can still click on individual photos, but to be able to see whole albums the way I currently have it set up, you now you have to register with Ofoto. I will be changing the way I present the whole albums in the next day or so. So to see the whole albums either

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So when I last left you I was getting off the back of a pick-up truck after a hellish 9 hour journey on what passes for a road in Cambodia. I promised my self many times the next few days that I will now pay up for the plane tickets if the road is that bad! After getting jarred half to death we got to Siem Reap. At one point in the journey the "road" is totally flooded. Stuck truckers

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So I'm supposed to get to this as often as I can but yet again it's been weeks. And then I'm delayed. So for instance I wrote the Bangkok section in Phnom Phen, but hadn't yet got to the Cambodia section, and yet now I've been in Vietnam for a week or so. What I can tell you is that I have millions of photos of Ankor Wat and other temples up. I also have some here of Phnom Phen, not for the

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oops

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Bangkok – Quite a place Bangkok. I was due to meet two friends from California in BK. One was Joel Tornatore, who I'd seen recently before leaving. The other was longhaired Irish git Dave Russell who had flown in from Nepal specially to see us. Or at least he thought he would, then Maoist rebels in Nepal trapped him, then all of a sudden I was at the airport in Bangkok looking hopelessly for

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So it's been a while--Sorry to those of you waiting urgently by the computer for the next gripping installment. Mostly I've been lying on the beach and drinking at night. So not as gripping a story as some of what's been going on in the past. A few nice day trips here and there, a few days with JB, Rebecca and Clova from Singapore in Phuket (bottom left of this map) and a few wild nights out

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Just a quickie--Still on Ko PhaNgan, Had a great dive today courtesy of Fredi, Daniel and Heike at Haad Yao Divers at the SailRock mid way between Ko Pha Ngan and Ko Tao. Tonight is the Full Moon party, so we'll see how I survive! The other news is that the full set from Malaysia is up, and you can re-read it (in the unlikely event that you read it already!) with active links in the previous

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So I'm now in Thailand, the blur of Malaysia having passed me by. I started in the town of Melaka, where as I mentioned, cadging a lift home off two Russian gymnastics coaches (rhythmic, not artistic, please) turned into an all night drinking session. As the beers flowed Vera (the rope specialist) kept on explaining to me in more and more slurred broken English that she was upset that everyone

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OK so all the photos from India are finally up and in the text. So you can all go back and re-read the blogs to now and click on the multitudionous links to see what I saw (or more or less). If you are too lazy to do that, you can instead click on anyone of these Getting there and Delhi Jaipur Jaisalmer Camel Safari in Thar desert Jodphur Tiger hunting in Sariska Agra, Taj Mahal, Agra Fort,

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Civilization regained and soon to be lost. So apart from sitting in the luxury of Eliot Fisk's amazing apartment --this is the view and watching a few DVDs, I did bugger all in Honkers. I did take a tram all the way to the pool, but it was closed. It was a similar story in Singapore, where apart from an intellectual lunch with Mun-Kew Leung's colleagues at the Lab for information science--one of

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Sept 29--All India is pretty rough but Agra really tries your patience. There are endless attempts to sell you chess sets, necklaces, anything made of marble, and anything else that moves. By now I had lost patience with rip-off rickshaw drivers, and aggressive hawkers, and I managed to really lose my temper a few times. It didn't help, but I felt better! The big things to see are the Taj Mahal

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So we awoke after a remarkably good nights sleep in Jodphur, which is halfway back towards Jaipur. Jodphur has a HUGE fort in the center and alot of blue-washed houses around it. After minimal, in fact (remarkably for India) no, haggling, we got a guide to show us around the fort, which is itself a stiff 15 minute uphill walk from the town. He was happy to tell us that he owned 7 racing camels

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This is a continuation of my second week in India....It covers Sept 20th to about the 25th (no pics yet, but they will appear soon) Jaisalmer is a magical city of only 10,000 on the hills of a big fort in the middle of the Thar desert. It's about 100 miles from Pakistan. It used to be on the main spice and opium routes and was once very rich. What's unusual about this fort is that you can live

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I'm next to the Taj Mahal, having been sidelined away from my planned route by a general strike to protest the terrorist action in Gujarat. I just wanted to post my overriding impression of India which is men shouting at me, usually "Hello friend", but quite often "Unda-tek-er!" This is roof that satellite TV is the greatest force on the planet. I'd never heard of him but this guy apparently

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Jodphur--So the tavels and travails of being a blogger in India continue. I wrote a long piece this morning, and as I was going to save it, the town had a power cut. The store had an uninteruptable supply, but not attached to the computer I was working on! So all lost--great art needing to be recreated. (My god I'm writing Indian English!) India, or more accurately Rajasthan: I feel like

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This is more of an observational than a news piece, hopefully some of these will crop up in my blog from time to time London, 13 years on I left London 13 years ago and apart from a couple of weeks in 1990, I haven't been here for more than a day or two between trips since, until this year. I've now spent four days in London twice this summer and I've been fairly astonished by some of the

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So I left San Francisco following an emotional goodbye to my physical therapists Nicki, and Devin (Laura wasn't there for her picture), and a fairly wild night out at the Thirsty Bear (pictures right-click here). After a smooth trip in business class--getting my reward for all those changes at O'Hare in the 1990's--including a brief time sitting next to a model (sadly the overnight part when we

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I'm now doing tutorials for James and Shawn. Shawn (that's a she) just came back from 5 years in China (so she says!) and she really cares about my backpack and my lack of a collapsable duffle bag--I spent 2 hours at REI today and still no resolution! James just wants to find out what a computer can do for him. James has a website for his company Western states teleport. They both owe me big

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So it's really happening, I'm really going away for a long time (well until 2003). So none of you have to put up with me till then other than reading this thing. No chance of it actually being updated before I get to the UK. So to say goodbye THIS MONDAY SEPT 2 I'm buying tapas and a beer or two at the Thirsty Bear, 661 Howard Street San Francisco, B/W 2nd and 3rdstreet. I'll be there from 6

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Suddenly I'm leaving in 10 days and there appears to be no time to do everything I need to get done, done. Of course that means, finish off insurance negotiations for the knee (ongoing,-- will write that essay sometime), for car (form got sent to the wrong place by the claims guy), deal with getting stuff into storage, out of storage, getting my phone switched off, trying to figure out why the

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Quickie update. I had an article published on my eHealth dotcom experience on California Healthcare Foundation's iHealthBeat site. It went up sometime late on Friday and I only found out because I had 5 emails about it this morning. I'm also readying plans to be in England, which mostly means watching the Chelsea v Newcastle game on September 14. Chelsea won their first game this season at

matthewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01565788509154761964noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3393718.post-802976862002-08-15T17:48:00.000-07:002002-08-26T14:02:47.000-07:00

Alrighty then. Last night I booked the ticket on American. I've used all of my frequent flyer miles. The route is fixed-ish but the dates are flexible. I go to the UK on Sept 4-5, off to Delhi (India) on Sept 16, then to Singapore on Sept 29. After that I get lost in SE Asia, hoping to do Malaysia, bit of Thailand, Burma, more Thailand, Cambodia, Vietnam, Laos, or some variant of that. Then

matthewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01565788509154761964noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3393718.post-802058592002-08-13T16:10:00.000-07:002002-08-26T14:03:13.000-07:00

I'm trying a new approach. I'm moving the News and Gossip part of the personal site to Blogger. So this should make it easier for me to post regular updates and also to save me some time. So you might want to set your bookmark to to http://matthewholt.blogspot.com/ Thanks! August 3, 2002: I survived my birthday. It was quite a serious affair and very arty. Or more accurately, I managed

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