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The Mrs is big on visiting Greece. Any tips?
Remember we are just past 60 so nightclubs ain’t our go.
We would prefer to do the tourist thing, historical sites and architecture, with maybe a bit of local interaction not tourist rip off areas.
Cheers.

Crete.

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Same here in Thailand brother. 👍
Struggling with it all.

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For me, I'd be wanting a back support on those stools, or after 10 minutes I'd be writhing around like I had boils on my bum, trying to get comfortable. At least the tops are cushioned. But there again, beaches are wasted on me. I love looking at the water, but though I can swim, don't derive much pleasure from merely gazing at it day after day, and frolicking about in the water keeping an eye out for sharks and other questionable sea dwellers is not my idea of fun. No doubt you have a pleasant abode to which to return, a base from which to enjoy the natural pleasures that surround you.

I probably feel that my time is more usefully employed riding around in a sky or subway train and buses, or the rear of a motor bike, observing a city's very varied architecture, attractions and people. There is such a huge difference, for instance between an area like Siam in Bangkok and Rangsit on its outskirts, the first a weekend playground for the rich and groovy, full of flashing coloured bill boards, entertainment on pedestrian walks every 100 meters or so and shops and restaurants specialising in a array of products appealing to to just about every niche market possible.

The latter, Rangsit, is a more mundane mix of traditional Thai fare and watered down modern culture for the middle classes and the poor, reflected also in the cracked pavements, the less dressed up shop and restaurant fronts, a general lack of glitz and glamour, and a vastly dressed down flow of people passing through. It's an area where people grind out their lives rather than flaunt them. Then there are all the places in between the two areas. Tokyo is another really spread out city where every commuter train spot along the way offers a very different aspect of Japanese culture, styles, interests and personnel.

I'm essentially a city person. The bigger and more variety in a city, the more I find to like about it. The only proviso I'd add is that all places become boring after a time unless you find something with which to occupy your days other than prop yourself up at a bar and drink. Keeping your mind active is the secret to surviving life in any country, but particularly one that's not your own.

But if its purely a holiday you're seeking. a wind down from the pressure and pace of a hectic life back come, I guess you can't beat lazing around in a comfy hammock or availing yourself of a welcoming umbrella and deck chair on the beach. Each to their own, and what meets their needs at the time.
 
For me, I'd be wanting a back support on those stools, or after 10 minutes I'd be writhing around like I had boils on my bum, trying to get comfortable. At least the tops are cushioned. But there again, beaches are wasted on me. I love looking at the water, but though I can swim, don't derive much pleasure from merely gazing at it day after day, and frolicking about in the water keeping an eye out for sharks and other questionable sea dwellers is not my idea of fun. No doubt you have a pleasant abode to which to return, a base from which to enjoy the natural pleasures that surround you.

I probably feel that my time is more usefully employed riding around in a sky or subway train and buses, or the rear of a motor bike, observing a city's very varied architecture, attractions and people. There is such a huge difference, for instance between an area like Siam in Bangkok and Rangsit on its outskirts, the first a weekend playground for the rich and groovy, full of flashing coloured bill boards, entertainment on pedestrian walks every 100 meters or so and shops and restaurants specialising in a array of products appealing to to just about every niche market possible.

The latter, Rangsit, is a more mundane mix of traditional Thai fare and watered down modern culture for the middle classes and the poor, reflected also in the cracked pavements, the less dressed up shop and restaurant fronts, a general lack of glitz and glamour, and a vastly dressed down flow of people passing through. It's an area where people grind out their lives rather than flaunt them. Then there are all the places in between the two areas. Tokyo is another really spread out city where every commuter train spot along the way offers a very different aspect of Japanese culture, styles, interests and personnel.

I'm essentially a city person. The bigger and more variety in a city, the more I find to like about it. The only proviso I'd add is that all places become boring after a time unless you find something with which to occupy your days other than prop yourself up at a bar and drink. Keeping your mind active is the secret to surviving life in any country, but particularly one that's not your own.

But if its purely a holiday you're seeking. a wind down from the pressure and pace of a hectic life back come, I guess you can't beat lazing around in a comfy hammock or availing yourself of a welcoming umbrella and deck chair on the beach. Each to their own, and what meets their needs at the time.
I've always found the best restaurants in Thailand to have no decor to speak of.
I remember a restaurant in the Sukhumvit area that was nothing more than a large carport over some basic tables and chairs, but the food was fantastic.
And the street vendors....
I'm making myself hungry!
As you say, Tokyo is a very large conglomeration of distinctly different towns.
 
I've always found the best restaurants in Thailand to have no decor to speak of.
I remember a restaurant in the Sukhumvit area that was nothing more than a large carport over some basic tables and chairs, but the food was fantastic.
And the street vendors....
I'm making myself hungry!
So true. You can spend a fortune on a meal or just $2 or $3, but so often the decor and price does not accurately indicate quality. Specialist street vendors in a particular food can have a particularly tasty broth or ingredients. I usually follow the crowds when it come to dining out. But sometimes in the ritzier places they can be deceptive - places for the well heeled and rich to be seen to be eating, despite the fact the food being sold seems of questionable worth - e.g. a long line yesterday in Siam outside a French toast place.
 
For me, I'd be wanting a back support on those stools, or after 10 minutes I'd be writhing around like I had boils on my bum, trying to get comfortable. At least the tops are cushioned. But there again, beaches are wasted on me. I love looking at the water, but though I can swim, don't derive much pleasure from merely gazing at it day after day, and frolicking about in the water keeping an eye out for sharks and other questionable sea dwellers is not my idea of fun. No doubt you have a pleasant abode to which to return, a base from which to enjoy the natural pleasures that surround you.

I probably feel that my time is more usefully employed riding around in a sky or subway train and buses, or the rear of a motor bike, observing a city's very varied architecture, attractions and people. There is such a huge difference, for instance between an area like Siam in Bangkok and Rangsit on its outskirts, the first a weekend playground for the rich and groovy, full of flashing coloured bill boards, entertainment on pedestrian walks every 100 meters or so and shops and restaurants specialising in a array of products appealing to to just about every niche market possible.

The latter, Rangsit, is a more mundane mix of traditional Thai fare and watered down modern culture for the middle classes and the poor, reflected also in the cracked pavements, the less dressed up shop and restaurant fronts, a general lack of glitz and glamour, and a vastly dressed down flow of people passing through. It's an area where people grind out their lives rather than flaunt them. Then there are all the places in between the two areas. Tokyo is another really spread out city where every commuter train spot along the way offers a very different aspect of Japanese culture, styles, interests and personnel.

I'm essentially a city person. The bigger and more variety in a city, the more I find to like about it. The only proviso I'd add is that all places become boring after a time unless you find something with which to occupy your days other than prop yourself up at a bar and drink. Keeping your mind active is the secret to surviving life in any country, but particularly one that's not your own.

But if its purely a holiday you're seeking. a wind down from the pressure and pace of a hectic life back come, I guess you can't beat lazing around in a comfy hammock or availing yourself of a welcoming umbrella and deck chair on the beach. Each to their own, and what meets their needs at the time.
Sharks are tiny in the warm seas.
 
Sharks are tiny in the warm seas.
You are no doubt 100% correct, but nevertheless, half an hour of splashing about would suffice me. Lying on the sand exposed to the sun is also not an activity I enjoy, with my lily white body soaked with sun screen. Paying high prices for meals where you are held captive due to isolation, or scrunching over the sand you brought in with you last time as you enter your room are also not my forte. I worked in Phuket for 6 months in the late nineties and never once entered the water. I am a soppy sort of creature when it comes to beachside activity.
 

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You are no doubt 100% correct, but nevertheless, half an hour of splashing about would suffice me. Lying on the sand exposed to the sun is also not an activity I enjoy, with my lily white body soaked with sun screen. Paying high prices for meals where you are held captive due to isolation, or scrunching over the sand you brought in with you last time as you enter your room are also not my forte. I worked in Phuket for 6 months in the late nineties and never once entered the water. I am a soppy sort of creature when it comes to beachside activity.
He isn't. Bull and tigers love warm water. Try swimming at sunset. Murky water best.
 
He isn't. Bull and tigers love warm water. Try swimming at sunset. Murky water best.
Isn't sunset also the time that the sharks, small though they may be, come out for a bit of a nibble?

I have actually been in the sea in summer - teaching dogs to swim. To ensure that a tall Standard Poodle with Inspector Gadget legs doesn't cheat, the water has been up around my chest. I do go in these days but only with a purpose. I do keep a keen eye glancing forward for jellyfish as I walk backwards through the water.
 
Isn't sunset also the time that the sharks, small though they may be, come out for a bit of a nibble?

I have actually been in the sea in summer - teaching dogs to swim. To ensure that a tall Standard Poodle with Inspector Gadget legs doesn't cheat, the water has been up around my chest. I do go in these days but only with a purpose. I do keep a keen eye glancing forward for jellyfish as I walk backwards through the water.
You have seen through my cunning plan. This time.
 
So true. You can spend a fortune on a meal or just $2 or $3, but so often the decor and price does not accurately indicate quality. Specialist street vendors in a particular food can have a particularly tasty broth or ingredients. I usually follow the crowds when it come to dining out. But sometimes in the ritzier places they can be deceptive - places for the well heeled and rich to be seen to be eating, despite the fact the food being sold seems of questionable worth - e.g. a long line yesterday in Siam outside a French toast place.
Upmarket food in Thailand is all about the appearance of the food, rather than the taste.
 
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