found something good in this beautiful world ♪ ♪ i felt the rain getting colder ♪ sha la la la la ♪ sha la la la la la la ♪ shala la la la la >>> what do you need to know about tokyo? deep, deep waters. the first time i came here, it was like -- it was a transformative experience. it was a powerful and violent experience. it was as if -- it was just like taking acid for the first time. meaning what do i do now? i see the whole world in a different way. i often compare the experience of going to japan for the first time, going to tokyo for the first time, to what eric clapton and pete townsend must have gone through, the reigning guitar gods of england. what they must have gone through the week that jimi hendrix came to town. you hear about it, you go see it. a whole window opens up into a whole new thing. and you think, what does this mean? what do i have left to say? what do i do now? >> welcome to tokyo. you are not invited. this is the other tokyo. 12-hour flight and i'm baked. no sleep. might as well -- must -- go out. the kabukicho district near my hotel has the advantage of being where the subterranean l

something good in this beautiful world ♪ ♪ i felt the rain getting colder ♪ ♪ sha la la la la sha la la la la la ♪ ♪ sha lala la ♪ ♪ >>> hue in central vietnam is someplace i've never been before, but it's still vietnam where all the things, the smells, the sounds, the details i love so much. first night in country, it's like sliding into a warm, deeply comforting familiar bath. i've been all over vietnam, a place i feel a special connection to. my first love, a place i remain, besotted with, fascinated by. so back in vietnam, one of my favorite places on earth. and all of the things i need for happiness. plastic stool, check, tiny little plastic table, check. oh. something delicious in a bowl, check. in this case a local specialty, com hen, clam rice, sweet clams out of their shells, tossed with a wild swirl, beans, spicy green chillies, crunchy roasted peanuts, fried pork rind, and cilantro. and a similar variation with rice noodles. that fish sauce with chilies in it, and, oh, that'll just singe your eyebrows off. throw some chilies in. hit with hot clam broth, and you're on your way. i'm back. back in

something good in this beautiful world ♪ ♪ i felt the rain getting colder ♪ ♪ sha la la la la ♪ sha la la la la la la ♪ shala la la la la la ♪ >>> what is it exactly about this place? over the past century the system here, the tradition, whatever it is that took hold here, churned out a tremendous number of the world's most important chefs. chappell, bocuse, toisgros, and most importantly, influenced nearly all the rest of them. >> why lyon? why is this such a gastronomic capital? why bocuse here? why troisgros? why all of these great chefs? >> because lyon is really positioned between the north and the south. >> right. >> you're locked in between burgundy and rome. >> lyon is the second largest city in france, situated in the southeast of the country midway between the alps in the east and the mediterranean to the south. >> this was also a bottleneck when cars became the mode of transportation. >> goes right to the heart of the michelin driving the destination on the way to -- >> completely. >> out of that system came chefs like this guy, daniel boulud. like prince or madonna, he needs really only one nam

found something good in this beautiful world ♪ ♪ i felt the rain getting colder ♪ sha la la la la ♪ sha la la la la la ♪ sha la la [ laughter ] >>> whiskey for farmer. >> oh, that's good. trying to kill us. >> they make more than 100 bottles a day, so 30,000 bottles. that's a lot of -- did i do that right? or have i had too many whiskeys? [ laughter ] >> how did this happen? how did i get here? coming into focus, the man across the table. he looks familiar. maybe if i can remember who he is, it will be a clue as to where i am. >> okay. >> right. andy. andy ricker. the white guy who cooks awesome thai food. >> is it pretty spicy? put that in there. >> pok pok in portland. restaurants in new york. andy's made a name for himself faithfully reproducing the cuisine of northern thailand. >> mm. >> the good stuff. comes from places like here. rice country. chiang mai province. in this part of the world you live and die by the harvest. thai food is intensely regional. and northern thailand in particular has many distinctive features. this is a world of fresh, delicious, spicy, meaty, salty, sour, sweet, bitter. often

something good in this beautiful world ♪ ♪ i felt the rain getting colder ♪ ♪ sha la la la la ♪ sha la la la la la ♪ sha la la la la ♪ >>> it's amazing arriving here %-p functioning at all. but it is. the fountains across from the corniche are operating. traffic works, kind of. at the radisson, club sandwiches arrive on time in the lobby. the occasional flash of camo and a security scanner are really the only discordant notes. >> you don't want to take the video. >> oh, you don't, okay. inside the old part of the city men slaughter a camel while a girl records it with her ipad. >> no? okay. he said no. kids are setting off fireworks in the medinah. incoming. tomorrow is the prophet muhammad's birthday, and people who have not known freedom for nearly 50 years are ready to celebrate. martyrs square is filled with families, kids, teenage skater boys and hotshots on motorcycles. it's wild. and almost giddily happy. young men in the camouflage pants of the militias, most of whom were civilians until last year, do their best to sporadically keep order or just join in the fun. every kid above the age of 5 seems

something good in this beautiful world ♪ ♪ i felt the rain getting colder ♪ ♪ sha la la la ♪ sha la la la la la ♪ sha la la>> this house came to be built by a dr. blake, who was in the eastern company service. my grandfather came to be nominated to the body called the council of state, which used to be a part of british india. >> it was another time, one that few still remember, the india before partition, when these rooms, this house, was part of the seat of power. >> i had the privilege of being born in this house upstairs. >> this was the maharaja's bed. i mean, his chambers are present. >> and it was the routine that we would all ride up into my grandfather's room to wish him good morning, and then we'd all come down for breakfast. >> the walls tell a story, many stories. >> there used to be a lot of animosity. there were two very divided classes in india, so there was a lot of tension between the ruled and the rulers, but that was a different time, you know. now i think back, and it's more like a fairy tale. ♪ ♪ >> day one in northern india near the pakistan border. this is amritsar, the indian punjab

something good in this beautiful world ♪ i felt the rain getting colder ♪ sha la la la ♪ shah la la la la ♪ sha la la la la ♪ sha in yangon, the capital city of myanmar, it's dark. blackouts are frequent, with the ancient power grid. but sources of light there are in the street cast an eerie yellow-orange hue. for almost 100 years under british rule, this was rangoon. in 1948 after helping the british fight off the japanese, there was a new taste for self-determination, the country gained independence. after a decade of instability, however, the military consolidated power and never let go. elections? they came and went. the results ignored, opposition punished, or silenced entirely. burma, now myanmar, where orwell once served as a colonial policeman, where he first had grown to despise the apparatus of a security state, became more orwellian than even he could have imagined, in a nation where even having an opinion coulding dangerous. >> i am very honored to be here at this university and to be the first president of the united states of america to visit your country. >> morning in yangon, to nearly everyone's

something good in this beautiful world ♪ ♪ i felt the rain getting colder ♪ ♪ sha la la la la ♪ sha la la la la ♪ sha la la>> china's younger generation is driving a growth in consumption. >> buying power. >> this is where the real power is -- china. ♪ ♪ >> if you live in manhattan like i do and you think you live in the center of the world, this place, shanghai, will confront you with a very different reality. turn down a side street, it's an ancient culture. a centuries-old mix of culinary traditions, smells, flavors. a block away, this. an ultra modern, clanging cash register, levels of wealth, luxury, the sheer volume of things and services unimagined by the greediest, most bourgeois of capitalist imperialists. the city split by the huangpu river, a tributary of the yangtze. in the older section which features the bund and the newer built-up section of pudong. the one thing i know for sure about china is i will never know china. it's too big, too old, too diverse, too deep. there's simply not enough time. that's for me the joy of china, facing a learning curve that impossibly steep. the certain knowled

something good to this beautiful world ♪ ♪ i felt the rain getting colder ♪ ♪ sha la la la la ♪ sha la la la la ♪ sha la laa la >>> what is it exactly about this place? over the past century, the system here, the tradition, whatever it is that took hold here churned out a tremendous number of the world's most important chefs. chappelle, trago, bocuz and influenced nearly all the rest of them. why is this such a gcapital? why all the great chef as many as. >> it's a position between the north and the south. >> leon, the second largest city in france. situated in the southeast of the country midway between the alps and the east and mediterranean to the south. >> this was also a bottleneck, cars became the mode of transportation. >> goes to the heart of the idea of driving the destination on the way. out of the system came chefs like this guy. daniel bulu. like prince, or madonna, he needs only one name. in new york or anywhere in the chef world. daniel. the name of his restaurant in manhattan. one of many in empire from london to singapore. he came from here, a farm outside the city of lyon. through the city

something good ♪ in this beautiful world ♪ i felt the rain getting colder ♪ ♪ sha-la-la-la ♪ sha-la-la-la ♪ sha-la-la-la ♪ sha-lamorocco. but from 1923 through 1956, it was loosely governed by the major powers, an international zone. for years, it seemed, everything was permitted. nothing was forbidden. at the northern tip of africa, a short ferry hop from spain, tangier was a magnet for writers, remittance men, spies and artists. if you were a bad boy of your time, you liked drugs, the kind of sex that was frowned upon at home and an affordable lifestyle set against an exotic background, tangier was for you. matisse, genest, william burroughs. many have come this way, staying a while or hanging around. but no one stayed longer or became more associated with tangier than the novelist and composer paul bowles. in works like "the sheltering sky" he created a romantic vision of tangier that persists even today, a dream that's become almost inseparable in the minds of many from reality. i'm here to find that dream city. the place burroughs referred to as "interzone." ♪ tangier like i said was a city of ex-pats -- pe