Wednesday, August 27, 2014

Our next adventure - Slovakia & Greece 2014

September 2 finds us once again heading for Europe both to spend time with our good friends in Slovakia as well as do some work for The Spectacular and to finally live Don's dream to spend an extended period of time in Greece - specifically Crete.
We'll use this Blog and our Instagram stolldon. Join us!

Saturday, September 7, 2013

Thoughts upon leaving Home

Thoughts as we are leaving Philadelphia

As much as we want to go for our next adventure this fall, we actually find ourselves not wanting to leave home. The weather this week in Voorhees has been perfect. Cool nights, warm days, peaceful evenings with no mosquitoes.... The pool has been working wonderfully, over 80°, and closing it brought tears to both of our eyes. At last the evenings were warm enough for a  late-night swim. The new outdoor lighting made the back yard even more beautiful at night.

The efforts of this summer to clear out the garage made it possible to put both cars away while we are gone. That has never happened.

Still, Slovakia and Europe beckon. We got our list of our word counts  from Slovack Spectacular publisher Jan Pallo yesterday and it looks like we will be very busy writing. But the itinerary is very familiar to us and looks to be easy and a lot of fun.

Now we just have to survive flight: Philly to Boston, Boston to Frankfurt, Frankfurt to Vienna, and then a bus from Vienna to Bratislava. Then the Apollo hotel. If we can find the right taxi...✈⌛💤.

Saturday, February 23, 2013

Bangkok and The Jim Thompson House

I am going to put up a bunch of pictures just because I only have a limited time to post.

The Jim Thompson House was the home of an American entrepreneur who found his way to Thailand midway through the 20th century, set up a big silk business, made a bundle, built this complex, and walked into the woods in Malaysia at the age of 61 (in 1967) never to be heard of again. His home becaue a museum and is open to the public.

Spinning silk (for tourists)

Dyed silk (for tourists)


Teak houses make up the complex. They were all imported to Bangkok from around Thailand.




Pool with frog.

Pool with frog.close up.


My favorite picture - I love views through window frames with color accents.... Indulge me.


A silk loom (for the tourists)


You'd never see this but all of the window frames and the niches for the statues are rhombic shaped, narrower at the top than the bottom. Thai for stability....

Jim Thompson's sitting room - so graceful.

Fish bowls....

My second favorite - The Buddha statue is from the 5th century. He lost his head and his arms....



Turtles rock in this place. There are all sorts of gardens in the compound, each more beautiful and peaceful than the other.

Spinning silk for tourists - she is that beautiful!






Sunday, February 17, 2013

The DMZ


Sorry... this is long and a little on the serious side. The experience was pretty profound and I used writing to help me make sense of it.


Welcome to the DMZ - Disney World of the 38th parallel
It’s complicated.

A tourist attraction in the middle of a war zone? Sounds contradictory. But the South Korean (ROK) soldiers carry real weapons loaded with live ammunition and fixed bayonets. Their expressions are grim and determined, and they are bivouacking and marching in frigid weather and harsh conditions. The minefields are live, separated from the road by a ditch and the admonition of our charming South Korean tour guide not to leave the bus and wander across the desolate countryside is tinged with deadly earnestness.

A tourist map of the DMZ
She tells us about a large concrete structure bridging the road with explosives planted to cause the structure to drop in case of an attack. We have heard anecdotally that all 31 bridges in Seoul crossing the Han River from north to south are mined as well, able to be destroyed should “it become necessary.”

Should “what” become “necessary?”

In July of 1953 an armistice was signed to bring the Korean Conflict (as it was known) to a halt. U.S. Army Lieutenant General William Harrison, Jr., representing the United Nations Command and North Korean General Nam Il, representing the North Korean People's Army and the Chinese People’s Volunteer Army  signed. South Korea did not sign the agreement. The agreement brought hostilities to an end and established the Demilitarized Zone, tacitly establishing two Koreas. But the division occurred to reflect political and ideological differences held by nations other than Korea, and the Korean people, at least the South Koreans, see the status as unresolved. Korean reunification is a tangible value in South Korea.

All of these issues take over the radar screen for these two American visitors to the DMZ this sunny cold February day in 2013.

First, there is not much to see. We leave Seoul and follow the Han River north to the confluence with the Imjingang River which, for a few kilometers, serves as one section of the DMZ, its banks lined with barbed wire and the national border running down the middle of the river. Across the river the hillsides are barren, cleared of vegetation by the North Koreans seeking firewood. South Korean towns dot the region to the east called Paju and like all of South Korea, appear prosperous. None of this is very clear from the fogged windows of the small tourist bus.


Instructions on how to ring the bell of peace - 10,000 Won = about $10
Our first stop is Imjingak Tourist Park, a collection of buildings including a group of amusement park rides. We learn this is a “symbolic tourist park” representing the history of national division and the Korean War. Symbolism is very important to South Koreans, especially when the war is brought up. The attractions (other than the amusement park rides) include the Bell of Peace, a 21-ton brass bell that visitors can ring if they pay a small fee and the Bridge of Freedom, named after the 12,773 POWs who crossed to freedom in the South in 1953. We climb to the top of an observation structure and get our first unobstructed view of the DMZ. After a brief wait we join a common bus and make our way to the Dorasan Train station. On the way we pass through a ROKA checkpoint where a South Korean soldier walks through the bus checking us out. We were told those without passports wouldn’t be allowed to continue but one of our group had forgotten his and was given no trouble.






Pat standing by the tracks awaiting trains that do not come...
The station is also symbolic. The manifestation of 50+ years of efforts to open relations between the North and South Koreas, the station sits empty, guarded by ROKA soldiers. President George W. Bush gave a dedication speech at this station in 2003 anticipating growing commerce between the two Koreas. Hyundai had invested heavily in a manufacturing facility situated in North Korea and using North Korean workers, limited tourism between the two Koreas was anticipated and, perhaps even more importantly, South Korea was to have a land link to mainland Asia, relieving them of their “island” status. Leadership changes in South Korea and cold feet in North Korea scotched the project and now the station stands as a great, empty, well-maintained shell of “what could have been….” Perhaps this is Korea's version of the "bridge to nowhere." By the way, North Korea took over the Hyundai factories and the city is now the third largest in North Korea – no compensation to Hyundai. South Koreans still fervently hope the station will soon be bustling with international travelers and trade.

I got yelled at for snapping this picture
Behind us is the DMZ and a view of North Korea
Our next “15-minute” programmed stop was at the Dora Observatory where tourists can watch a patriotic film in a 500-seat auditorium and squint through ten-cent-a-minute telescopes at North Korea. Our day was pretty clear and we got a glimpse of a giant statue of Kim Il-sung (one of 140+ scattered across North Korea), a North Korean flag, a South Korean flag, and miles and miles of desolate de-everythingized countryside. Taking pictures in front of a yellow line on the ground gets a severe rebuke from the uniformed ROKA soldier.

The next stop – this time for an hour – was The Third Tunnel. Discovered in 1978 through ingenious application of defector civil engineering skills, this 1,635 meter tunnel -  the third of four known such viaducts discovered by the South Koreans – would presumably allow 30,000 heavily armed North Korean combat soldiers per hour to stream across the DMZ and on to the 52-km. distant Seoul. Talk about righteous paranoia!


Visitors stream down the 300+ meter access tunnel to catch a rather unsatisfying glimpse of the North Korean “big dig” before huffing and puffing back up the steep incline to the bus. The whole experience is surreal. It’s not unlike visiting the Spy Museum, the collection of cold war spy gear in Washington, DC., but it is chillingly real.

The ride back to Seoul is quiet. The whole “tourist” experience is profound and a little tiring, both emotionally and psychologically. It takes time to sort out. The idea of a land war in this age of drones seems out of synch. Why wouldn’t North Korea want to share in some of the 21st century prosperity that bleeds from the entire southern end of the Korean peninsula? Why are its people starved and conscripted into 10-year military service (7 years for women)? What will China’s experimental journey into capitalism do to isolate Kim Jong-Il’s Democratic People's Republic of Korea even further?
A sculpture depicting a globe split down the middle - North Korea is on one side, Sough Korea on the other. The people of the two nations are pushing the globe back together.

It’s complicated.

And then the news tells us North Korean has set off its third nuclear explosion and all the paranoia seems much less paranoid.

I guess, at the heart of it all, this is why we embrace travel – to come nose to nose with the contradictions that make up our human world.



Sunday, February 10, 2013

We are not in Europe....

We are in Korea!
This building is in the Changdeokgung Palace complex. Believe it or not, it IS on a lake! 
Our daughter is spending a year in Seoul teaching English while on an amazing adventure. We are visiting her for 10 days before heading off to Thailand for a 13-day tour.

On our second day in frigid Seoul - it's in the teens and twenties with ice patches everywhere - we ventured out to see some of the sights. We are here over Korean New Year, which is good because Gen has the day off, and bad because many places are closed. We are staying in an apartment in Itaewon, the "Foreign" district, located just a ten-minute walk from Genny's flat. There are so many fine restaurants and shops in the area and we are really enjoying the wonderful food.
 
We are about to head out shopping so we'll add to this later.


Saturday, April 21, 2012

A visit to Valletta-a photo essay

We start our day by taking a bus to Valletta from Marsaxlokk. Behind us is the beautiful fountain just outside the main gate to Valletta.

The main street with its throngs of tourists and residents.

The dome of St. Francis of Assissi church - everything in Valletta has a Maltese Cross in it somewhere!

A painting on the ceiling of St Francis church - every surface is decorated!

Lara Croft, Tomb Raider, hanging out in the entrance way to a group of shops. This just tickled me.

A view down one of the side streets - Valletta is built on a hump-backed peninsula with the main street running down the center and cross streets up the hill from the bay on one side and down the hill to the bay on the other. No photographer can resist taking shots down the vistas - Thankfully, I've edited out the other nine vistas I took....

In addition to coffee shops, jewelry shops make up the majority of businesses and at least 10 of them seem to be owned by this family - the Azzopardi clan. They all have amazing jewelry!

Well, one of those vista shots crept back in.... this one looking east along the ridge of the peninsula

Saints adorn the corners of buildings, and not just churches but residences and business buildings as well. And, where there is a Saint there is bound to be a pigeon....

A monument to surviving the Siege of Malta in 1558 in the main square - the three-branched tree and the three figures really caught my attention.

The back wall of St. John's the major Cathedral in Valletta and the best example of the decorative mania that is Baroque in Europe that I have ever seen. Every conceivable surface is adorned. This was the church of the Knights of St. John, the founders of Valletta and the protectors and benefactors of Malta. It was also the repository of the gifts the Grand Master of the Knights were obliged to give to commemorate their election as the leaders of the order.

The altar - there's closeups coming but this gives a sense of what the congregation looks at during Mass.

Tapestry one - made by Flemish artists after drawings by Rubens depicting events in the life of Christ. Photographs were not allowed but I did not use flash....

Tapestry two - Christ's entrance into Jerusalem on Palm Sunday. The detail is exquisite.

Close-up one of the altar as promised - statues of St. John baptizing Christ

A solid silver lamp above the altar.

The front of the altar. Checkout the detail carving along the front facing.

A 17th Century Crucifix - made of wood

The Maltese Cross is everywhere... This time in a painted ceiling vault.

The floor of one of the chapels


We've moved now to the Church dedicated to St. Paul who shipwrecked in Malta. Again, the Maltese Cross. We loved this church because everything was so accessible. There was a magnificent statue of St. Paul which is carried in processions during Easter week and a genuine relic - the wrist bone of St. Paul in a gold case. There was also the pillar that was used as a chopping block when Paul was executed.

The organ loft in The St. Paul church

And the dome of the church.
Hope you enjoyed the little photo essay... We sure loved visiting Valletta!

Friday, April 20, 2012

Malta—the first two days


Budapest was a whirlwind, so Don and I are looking forward to some downtime in Malta. We flew from Budapest to Frankfurt and then on to Valletta, Malta on Thursday, April 12. Since we didn’t arrive until nearly 10 p.m., we ordered a taxi ahead to pick us up and take us to LeMeridien, our new home in St. Juliens, Malta where we promptly crashed. The hotel is a four-star and is a lovely property—and definitely meets US standards. We have a large room with a balcony, bathroom with a roman tub and a shower, and all the amenities. There is an indoor pool and fitness center which has a spa and sauna, so we are enjoying those facilities as well.
Our first day here we walked along the shoreline stopping for cappuccinos and drinks whenever the mood overtook us (only about twice!!) We then took the ferry (just a five-minute ride) to Valletta, the capital of Malta. It’s a very old city, and we spent some time just walking the city streets, having lunch, and hiring a guy to take us on the 45-minute horse carriage tour through the old city. Then we took the water taxi back across the bay to St. Juliens; the water taxi puts you a little closer to the water, and you get a bit of the sea on you during the crossing.
We took a carriage ride in Valletta's Old City on our first day on the island

A shot of the harbour

Archbishop Street next to the square. We had lunch at Aaron's Kitchen, a very nice restaurant.

Street view in Valletta

We spent three days touring on the Hop-On-Hop-Off Red Bus


Since we had a good experience with the Hop-On-Hop-Off Bus Tour in Budapest, we decided to try the same thing in Malta. We went on the North Tour today. The highlight was Mdina, the ancient capital of Malta. As luck would have it, they were doing medieval reenactments all over town. We had lunch at Fontanello’s which is a tea room that has a great view—and two of the knights came in to have the famous chocolate cake! All of the people seemed to be having a great time. The only downside was that it started to rain, but in true island fashion, it blew off pretty quickly. Malta is also known for its silver filigree jewelry; Don and I watched the man making it at the crafts town of Ta’Qali—another highlight of the North Tour.

We  purchased the on/off tours to see the southern part of the island as well as to visit the island of Gozo next to Malta. This is really the best way to get an overview of the area. It’s very compact. The Maltese drive on the left-side of the road like the British. They are somewhat aggressive drivers from what I have observed; they don’t mind using the horn. I’m glad we are not driving on this island! There is a lot to see, so here’s the pictures. We'll fill you in on the South Tour and the Gozo Island Tour in our next post.

As luck would have it, there was a medieval fair in Mdina the day we visited, so here are some pictures of the residents in period garb.

I caught this guy taking a drink from his horn!




Fontanella's is a Maltese tradition, and you can see why when you see the view you get of Mdina (see below)

You can see those clouds rolling in that eventually dumped some rain on the parade for just a few minutes.

It was so windy in Valletta that we caught the street lamp going with the flow...