beautiful world ♪ ♪ felt the cool rain on my shoulder ♪ ♪ 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 ♪ sha 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 life, the repre

beautiful world ♪ ♪ felt the cool rain on my shoulder ♪ ♪ 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 ♪ sha la la la la ♪ >>> in july 2013, when i went to south africa, 95-year-old nelson mandela was critically ill. in the country he freed from white minority rule was already in mourning. and already fearful of what the future might be without him. [ speaking in foreign language ] >> i pray that he -- somebody takes the baton from him. >> i wish him a speedy recovery. and come back to his people. ♪ >> so a good friend of mine, a really great travel writer, said something. the more i travel, the less i >> so a good friend of mine, a really great travel writer, said something. the more i travel, the less i know. i feel that particularly strongly in south africa, a place i came in a state of near total ignorance, loaded with preconceptions. for the first part of my life, the south africa i knew was not a happy place or a good place. it was a pariah state. surrealistically, outrageously divided into black and white. a throwback to attitudes we thought we'd long learned to reject. ♪ >> the nationalist gover

world ♪ ♪ felt the cool rain on my shoulder ♪ ♪ felt 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 ♪ sha la's amazing arriving here after all you see on tv these days that libya is, in fact, functioning at all. but it is. the fountains across from the kornish 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 the really only discordant notes. >> don't want to take the video -- >> 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 medina. 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. e

beautiful world ♪ ♪ felt the cool rain on my shoulder ♪ ♪ found 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 la la la la >>> all i knew was that this town was going down, and no one was showing up. so we as koreans figured that out really quickly. there's a point where you and i look at each other and say -- >> they're not coming. >> they're not coming. >> the choppers will not be here anytime soon. >> that's when all the stuff started to go down. >> roy choi is a second-generation korean-american. he lives in los angeles. he's the owner/operator of four groundbreaking and much-loved food trucks, among the first to harness the strange and terrible powers of social media to alert customers to where to find delicious food. >> this was the command post. from here, you know you could look and you could see if fires were going on. >> when the los angeles riots happened in 1992, roy was 22 years old. and this plaza's rooftop played a central role for koreans defending their town. let's back up a bit. after the immigration act of 1965, thousands of koreans began arriving in l.a. the first to arrive were mostly

world ♪ felt the cool rain on my shoulder ♪ ♪ found 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 la la ♪ sha la las a special breed to live in a province like quebec. it gets cold in winter, and winters are long. it takes a special kind of person for whom frozen rivers, icy, wind-whipped streets, deep, seemingly endless forests are the norm. i will confess my partisanship up front. i love montreal. it is my favorite place in canada. the people who live there are tough, crazy bastards, and i admire them for it. toronto, vancouver, i love you, but not like montreal. why? i shall explain. all will be revealed. in the meantime, check this guy out. what's the post office's motto? neither rain nor sleet nor driving snow nor plague of locusts prevent the mail carrier from delivering my junk mail? here in montreal, the simple task of delivering the mail in winter comes with its own set of hurdles, icy hurdles. i've got to ask, do you have special equipment for this? >> we've got slip-on boots. we do have our boots in the rain -- sorry, when it gets icy, with spikes on them. >> uh huh? >> and they give is

the cool rain on my shoulder ♪ ♪ found something good in this beautiful world i felt the rain getting colder ♪ ♪ sha la la la la ♪ shaw la la la la ♪ sha la la la la sha la la >> i'm in peru with this guy, eric. >> he was looking at this, he went into the tree. >> that's funny. >> chef of the world famous restaurant the bernardin in new york. to look at where chocolate comes from, particularly our chocolate, the very expensive limited run designer chocolate bar business that eric got me into last year. so that's why we're in peru. before we get all indiana jones, we're spending some time in lima, as we like the capital city just fine. we have both of us, from previous trips, friends here. lima is the cultural hub and culinary capital of a country that has exploded in the last decade with scores of world class chefs, cooks and restaurants. it has long been considered to be one of the best food scenes in all of south america. >> good. >> how far away is the house? >> that's it. five minutes. >> one of our friends here is chef restauranteur coce osso, one of the best most successful chefs in the country. his family is a beloved culinary dynasty in peru and a s