tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-86042360638153251612024-03-18T02:48:24.829-07:00ebookblog of world travelsNeuagehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05720920430430979487noreply@blogger.comBlogger43125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604236063815325161.post-44060772494007736642023-07-21T23:17:00.001-07:002023-07-21T23:17:11.588-07:00cold morning in Adelaide (South Australia)<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJF5q11uGs7roRygKCMvChLMKSAftb0gBgT1wB33cm-avhAloA2jhP-_YqQaSQlyckk1qJUOwejuymakeitrTQb8H8LkmIsbl80C0FL2cWuVzB-nxuFAYpqDxCFhsq_F_PPGM3x0EUBfezfAl2OUOgtnJ9_HKLN80hABB-9UA_Ewfqe78mrCbPgKZZClsQ/s1600/Narda-snow.jpg" style="display: block; padding: 1em 0; text-align: center; "><img alt="" border="0" data-original-height="2500" data-original-width="2500" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJF5q11uGs7roRygKCMvChLMKSAftb0gBgT1wB33cm-avhAloA2jhP-_YqQaSQlyckk1qJUOwejuymakeitrTQb8H8LkmIsbl80C0FL2cWuVzB-nxuFAYpqDxCFhsq_F_PPGM3x0EUBfezfAl2OUOgtnJ9_HKLN80hABB-9UA_Ewfqe78mrCbPgKZZClsQ/s1600/Narda-snow.jpg"/></a></div>Neuagehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05720920430430979487noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604236063815325161.post-36369141602709524692023-07-19T23:42:00.001-07:002023-07-19T23:42:47.767-07:00dinner at two<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi63sbQZj9pN9LlRTalrESBO6w9ma0YuCwzO3T2GjFH5lwJnTLndYMEATc9h9DOSdsGFrwDRvYEpM5-8WBwx01NIcGGF2sQFoPm3CvB53l_Gw2BnVfFYdpU4Bo5q1qUR20cmVhTtwabXB6LGYAB4SuFaRmES2Qqf3Md9Me3F2t6cER5_3HQOzmeRk7oUaYM/s1600/dinner%20for%20two.jpg" style="display: block; 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text-align: center; "><img alt="" border="0" width="400" data-original-height="2816" data-original-width="5000" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV6PlzNMqpI4gqnxOFmRjdoJ04mUnHRJWIDIPPUWmHYooO_URFweeYW1hR5GbkLKZr3_l4uJC7CSplVe6F0wWcra7jXaDaBxZiz5F9LUA1LsD5oNPtYPNPcneJdBpEyK69Z9EH1xqQ18e9m74kB-PUtL4QJp7v85IYPtERfr6SLV16Env1IDQ_Wg2yWDog/s400/DC-train.jpg"/></a></div>Neuagehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05720920430430979487noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604236063815325161.post-47141308821156872442023-07-03T17:07:00.002-07:002023-07-03T17:11:20.527-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEircrauwFe8Twmuu_mpbUDbWstZC5bmDsRiWzF0RPeIxGIrhmTkDlbaFDBGJwgpPoS59pp_vsa6AsAJ_nBCzNU6dv39RR0z8YiiQ29wfAnQ55fRJe4plsRFO7RatpMGABgU35lZ7KJ35JweXqOfeiF0lFtvdq03EzYFzC7FZ3siscxMQB84NBK8Af-gcIUs/s3000/IMG20230522125141.jpg" style="display: block; padding: 1em 0; text-align: center; "><img alt="" border="0" width="400" data-original-height="3000" data-original-width="3000" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEircrauwFe8Twmuu_mpbUDbWstZC5bmDsRiWzF0RPeIxGIrhmTkDlbaFDBGJwgpPoS59pp_vsa6AsAJ_nBCzNU6dv39RR0z8YiiQ29wfAnQ55fRJe4plsRFO7RatpMGABgU35lZ7KJ35JweXqOfeiF0lFtvdq03EzYFzC7FZ3siscxMQB84NBK8Af-gcIUs/s400/IMG20230522125141.jpg"/></a></div>Neuagehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05720920430430979487noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604236063815325161.post-50971232005007903022023-07-03T17:02:00.000-07:002023-07-03T17:02:26.999-07:00Manchester Coronation<iframe width="480" height="270" src="https://youtube.com/embed/bhRwctwRLxo" frameborder="0"></iframe>Neuagehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05720920430430979487noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604236063815325161.post-72600528846691335512022-12-30T20:55:00.001-08:002022-12-30T20:55:50.910-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK1bIK1DdgoD7cnRsef3STwub9V_Cy-KCVtYn76FtF_ojock0O9t5IuIPcLNlZVEMe494C56i9rewhLE7KD6NjwsBBNR7sPQz__YurSSiCi7IGKq5kCcWRAxTrqiBzdSJpxLys-Rp7GJWI/s320/2023.mp4" style="display: block; 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see the original with images at https://neuage.substack.com/p/zen-of-mac-and-cheese
Baked Mac and Cheese – perhaps an American thing like peanut butter and jelly. I have had to give it up for way too long. I am on one of those low-carb diets – defeating diabetes, wishful – wild attempts @ that… to reboot the system – with some success if success can be counted as being close but never complete. I have brought blood sugars down though still too high to proclaim that besides machine-learning my body is best (it isn’t).
We do Aqua Zumba a few times a week. We have been doing this for years in Adelaide; me and 35 women - my fantasy from 50 years ago, finally come true. We even found a class here in Darwin with our groovy NYC instructor, Audrey. We do a Tuesday Aqua- Pilates class and a Thursday deep water (over our head for 45 minutes) class. That is what brings my sugars down. For example, yesterday before class my sugars were 9.8 – 45 minutes later 5.9 (anything below 6 is normal). I will do anything to be normal – apart from aspiring to being a bogan – it is my second my sought after title, ‘normal’. After mac & cheese my sugars are between 18 – 20 – oops. The same with my second favourite food, mashed potatoes – and rice, bread, maple syrup…
Not being able to spend 67% of my life in the pool I try to control my diet. However, last night we decided to go out for dinner. Mitchell Street, ten minutes from our hotel, is a hub for restaurants. We go there most mornings, to McDonalds of all places, but that is because we get senior’s coffee – the second cup is free, and they do make good latte. I had it in my mind that I wanted a meal of mac & cheese – for the first one of 2021. I don’t think I had any in 2020 – but that was a bit of an unusual year anyway wasn’t it? We looked at heaps of places and no one was offering such godly tastes. We needed to find one that catered to Yanks. It is in the news that ‘Thousands of US marines to touch down in Darwin before June 2021’ (arriving in batches of 200-500 marines) – probably to find a good mac and cheese. Knowing that heaps of the critters are already roaming the streets of Darwin was a good piece of information. There must be a place that panders to the American palate. And there was. Six Tanks, a micro-brewery bar was our nirvana.
And yes, they had six tanks
And yes, they had mac & cheese… (Narda had lasagne, probably because it had meat…yuck – though she claimed it was yummy)
And that is it. Nothing Zen about it. Perhaps it is because I once chased the Zen concept, whatever that was, lots of decades ago. I was thinking about that period so long ago when I saw that my favourite beat poet, Lawrence Ferlinghetti, passed away on Monday, February 22nd - he was 101 years old...
I remember going often to the City Lights bookstore in San Francisco in the 1960s - seeing him in NYC - following him for decades… reading my own poems all over the place back in 1960s. But that was then now isn’t and the only Zen in view is our hotel here in Darwin. Ramada Suites by Wyndham Zen Quarter Darwin - https://www.zenquarter.com/
And this is the meal I was so excited about
Then we stopped at Woolworths on the way home and got some magical chocolate and peanut butter ice creams to celebrate my high sugar/carb intake as we watched ‘Outlander’ on Netflix. I do not take my sugar readings during these times – I am having a holiday from myself. Loving it! However, here I am up since 3.30 am because I could not get back to sleep so perhaps I will not have mac and cheese for a while.
Neuagehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05720920430430979487noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604236063815325161.post-86088081506204725692021-01-20T13:57:00.000-08:002021-01-20T13:57:51.074-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXjskewfT4hzv6MuccPnvvotMsFg8wbGbKOm1vl2rCDw1vT56G_XrpmaSVuROzLdZaLqQ2GflAEsPrcZSiKlqW08P6YKm78PI2WhB2FLbEz-qukfa3balaDzDoAKXJrrSX_yohuhntFuNh/s2048/1.jpg" style="display: block; padding: 1em 0; text-align: center; "><img alt="" border="0" width="400" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXjskewfT4hzv6MuccPnvvotMsFg8wbGbKOm1vl2rCDw1vT56G_XrpmaSVuROzLdZaLqQ2GflAEsPrcZSiKlqW08P6YKm78PI2WhB2FLbEz-qukfa3balaDzDoAKXJrrSX_yohuhntFuNh/s400/1.jpg"/></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg44pztKhkfD__KEBqixqbmmbNoMQUw2R-FqZe4jCrhzIuHp_RzrZcNn2Oz3H0w8U6jOUXa5tKHzSpIARv_uSlB8oR9V6VO-Vt4KCb4a3V5UjM8W3mk8Wq0DDTB07bIgd61psqkaaT0XtL6/s2048/2.jpg" style="display: block; padding: 1em 0; text-align: center; "><img alt="" border="0" width="400" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg44pztKhkfD__KEBqixqbmmbNoMQUw2R-FqZe4jCrhzIuHp_RzrZcNn2Oz3H0w8U6jOUXa5tKHzSpIARv_uSlB8oR9V6VO-Vt4KCb4a3V5UjM8W3mk8Wq0DDTB07bIgd61psqkaaT0XtL6/s400/2.jpg"/></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwXunK43_H6J_IEkgDL27uNsoecgl5ApThg5kLHat6ZeW8hk7G8towivFLlPCt3Y00LHJAd-rqkgJ4kz4PAkjyIQ09S8-hD3dLgS_Oa6loZJF3fGQxGFk2xXj9U88j313lix5GA-kHzg2g/s2048/3.jpg" style="display: block; padding: 1em 0; text-align: center; "><img alt="" border="0" width="400" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwXunK43_H6J_IEkgDL27uNsoecgl5ApThg5kLHat6ZeW8hk7G8towivFLlPCt3Y00LHJAd-rqkgJ4kz4PAkjyIQ09S8-hD3dLgS_Oa6loZJF3fGQxGFk2xXj9U88j313lix5GA-kHzg2g/s400/3.jpg"/></a></div>Neuagehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05720920430430979487noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604236063815325161.post-44708206383773789852020-01-27T06:39:00.003-08:002020-01-27T06:39:35.904-08:00Foggy morning drive Arnhem to Zutphen<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="270" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/R605AtvNSoc" width="480"></iframe>Neuagehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05720920430430979487noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604236063815325161.post-61703501806507793072020-01-27T06:39:00.001-08:002020-01-27T06:39:34.739-08:00Foggy morning drive Arnhem to Zutphen<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="270" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/R605AtvNSoc" width="480"></iframe>Neuagehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05720920430430979487noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604236063815325161.post-50612884614908276032019-11-15T20:10:00.000-08:002019-11-15T20:10:18.486-08:00<h1><a name="_Toc22999610"></a><a name="_Toc20683609"></a>Sri Lanka</h1>
Sri Lanka was the next choice. We spent three months in India in 2018, last year, and we were there in 2005, we’ll do India again some other day. The actual reason had to do with our wanting to cross the Wagah Border at Amritsar, India and go on to Lahore, Pakistan to see Brendan. Soon after Narda did all the work of getting us there, India and Pakistan began shooting down one another’s planes and there was talk of war then the Wagah Border was closed. After much looking how to get to Lahore, Narda found flying from Colombo, Sri Lanka would be the easiest, so she spent months planning a month trip around Sri Lanka and had us booked into hotels, Airbnb’s and train trips around the country by Easter (2019).
Then…on 21 April 2019, Easter Sunday, three churches and three luxury hotels, a housing complex and a guest house in Colombo were targeted in a series of coordinated terrorist suicide bombings; 259 were killed. The targets were Christians and tourists.
Indian intelligence agencies had provided specific information to Sri Lankan authorities about the method and target locations for the potential terrorist attacks to Sri Lankan authorities as early as 4 April, and again on the night before, and as close as two hours, before the first attack. This included information about the threat to churches, gathered from interrogation of a suspected ISIL recruit in Indian custody. The Sri Lanka government did nothing, and the attacks went ahead.
Nevertheless, we proceeded with our plans.
<h2><em>September 28 Colombo (Narda)</em></h2>
<em>Slept well in the Amari Hotel (Bangkok). Alarms woke us up, we dashed around had a shower and packed, and headed to the departure lounge, checked in our luggage, paid for a good seat (about $22 USD). Our seats, 2E and 2D where in the front row, lots of leg room and we had a really good flight. I watched episodes of “Unbelievable” which I had downloaded from Netflix onto my phone. New technology for me!!!</em>
<em>Airport arrival was easy, friendly, not long to wait. Seemed to be very few tourists around. We bought a month long 16 GB simcard each which they installed for us. Now we are Sri Lankan locals. The public bus took us right to the central station in Colombo. First a fast freeway with tolls, then stop start crawling through a very busy Colombo. We got off at the Central Station and caught a tuk tuk to the hotel.</em>
<em>Since the time change meant it was earlier, we were settled by about noon. Easy. We enjoyed a buffet lunch in the dining room upstairs, with a speccie view of the harbour (closed to us unfortunately) It’s all pretty high security; they checked our bags coming into the hotel, and then again later going into a shopping mall. Then we took a nap, as we do!</em><a href="http://neuage.me/2019/11/15/sri-lanka/narda-terrell-selfie-2/" rel="attachment wp-att-23051"><img class="wp-image-23051 size-medium alignleft" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/11/narda-terrell-selfie-1.jpg?w=300" alt="" width="300" height="225" /></a>
<em>Later we decided to walk along the foreshore; really nice actually, though lots of development coming. We had a few conversations with people asking us where we were from and so on, but always steering the conversation to….’now would you like to take a tour with my brother’s tuk tuk, would you like to see the gemstone shop, everything is very cheap today’. Kinda gets exhausting.</em>
<em>We came upon a lovely gathering of locals, some in the water, lots of kids, and lots of food stalls. Nice.</em>
<em>Slept well and ventured out to find some more evidence of Dutch settlement in the Old Fort section, where we are. Again a conversation with a friendly guy ended in him hustling us into a tuk tuk, an instructing the driver to show us everything. BLIMEY We put the driver straight and said we just wanted to go to the Buddhist temple and see the baby elephant. Which we did. But when it came time to pay (after being reassured that this tuk tuk was on the meter, he tried to charge us 10,000 rupees each. I laughed and said that’s a funny joke. He said no, just 1,000 rupees each……and he would not take no for “NO TOUR PLEASE. Really annoying. </em>
<em>Anyway…… the Buddhist temple, Gangaramaya Temple, was a nice experience, lots of little kids dressed in white, for some sort of trip and visit. Some of them wanted selfies with me, just like in Shimla. Cute.</em>
[caption id="attachment_22986" align="aligncenter" width="750"]<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/11/15/sri-lanka/20190929_110243/" rel="attachment wp-att-22986"><img class="size-large wp-image-22986" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/11/20190929_110243.jpg?w=750" alt="Gangaramaya Temple" width="750" height="422" /></a> Gangaramaya Temple[/caption]
<em>Then off to the local mall to watch Downton Abbey. Nice movie, no violence. And we happily negotiated a public bus home. I think our tuk tuk days are over. We had to cancel the first part of our next leg as there is a train strike, so now we’ll stay 3 more days in Colombo..in the burbs.</em>
<em>OK here we are, still in Colombo. This train strike shows no signs of being resolved. When I google this, it appears that train strikes are rather regular. I see concerned tourists back in June, 2019 asking, on Trip Advisor forums, ‘when is the train strike likely to end?’ So this is not the same one, just a new one, now about a week old. Teachers are on strike too. </em>
<em>Can’t complain though. We extended our stay here. It’s a lovely house, we have tons of room, nice kitchen, comfy bed with aircon and a giant lounge. So we have decided to go into ‘long term, just living here’ mode. It’s pretty hot, but the fans are plentiful and effective. And lots of screened open windows, tropical style. I do like it. Our hostess is lovely, actually we found out she’s an Aussie citizen as well as Sri Lankan. We have had some nice chats with her about the local stuff.</em>
<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/11/15/sri-lanka/20190928_173722/" rel="attachment wp-att-22983"><img class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-22983" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/11/20190928_173722.jpg?w=750" alt="" width="750" height="1000" /></a> <a href="http://neuage.me/2019/11/15/sri-lanka/20190928_174441/" rel="attachment wp-att-22984"><img class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-22984" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/11/20190928_174441.jpg?w=750" alt="" width="750" height="422" /></a><em>Local buses are everywhere, many decorated with flashing lights and Buddhist bits and bobs. I think perhaps that we have ‘mastered’ the buses. Using Google maps, it’s pretty easy to get from A to B. Yesterday we ventured right to the other side of town, two buses, didn’t miss a beat. Had a nice lunch on the other side of town, near Decathlon. I had beef lasagne. It was so yummy, I ate the lot and felt very bloated for the rest of the day. OK vegetarian friends, I can hear your reprimand.</em>
A note on the buses in Colombo. Holy Cow! They drive insanely. If you want the thrill of a lifetime take an owner's bus (they are blue) not the government bus. How to tell? The ones that are colourful, driving erratically and very fast. They race one another to the next stop or wherever there is a passenger standing waving to them. On board there are a lot of shrines; Buddhist and Christian; hedging their bets of who will save them, loud music and sometimes video. Be ready to get on quickly, they don't stop, just slow down. see our clip https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IUjj6bd5dS8
<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/11/15/sri-lanka/bus-2/" rel="attachment wp-att-23068"><img class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-23068" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/11/bus.jpg?w=750" alt="" width="750" height="422" /></a><em>Checking out the local library was great; a 5-minute walk away. You can sit there, under the fans, reading whatever you want. Quite a civilised way to spend the day. While Terrell happily devoured English newspapers, I found a book by Paul Theroux that I had not heard of. ‘Elephanta’; about America tourists trying to navigate India, three different stories. Well written as always,</em> <em>good for a chuckle. I started the book, sitting in the English section of the library (can’t borrow it, even with a passport..oh well). I thought we’ll see how those people go with a trip like that, feeling very superior. But, here is my confession, they sound rather eerily similar to us. So now, having crashed back to earth, I will finish this great book (perhaps on Kindle).</em>
<em>Spar is our favourite supermarket (I think the word is from the Dutch…meaning save). Not that Dutch though, not a salted dropje to be seen. We met Helen over coffee in the café section of Spar. She (Scottish) and her husband have been in Sri Lanka for some 20 years, running a textile company with a 45 million-dollar turnover. They also have factories in India, Pakistan and China. Amazing! Nice lady, recently retired and bored shitless. After a job like that I guess it’s hard to adjust to slumming around, as we are. We saw her again a few days later, this time in our other favourite supermarket, Cargles (sp?). Expat community probably not so large.</em>
<em>We’re sleeping well. Afternoon naps as well as early nights and getting up at 6am. It’s the humid heat; makes you pretty tired. </em>
<h2><a name="_Toc22999611"></a>Colombo (Terrell)</h2>
We are bus people over taxi people. Being so, we took the 45-minute airport bus to Colombo Fort, ($2.20 USD for the two of us including baggage) see our little clip of that ride at <a href="https://tinyurl.com/y3nhaua8">https://tinyurl.com/y3nhaua8</a>
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IUjj6bd5dS8
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Off to the main bus station near to the Fort area. We took what would become the first of several overpriced hustling tuk tuks to our hotel for the outrageous cost of 600 Rupees for a ten-minute ride. OK, so that equals $3.30 USD but it did seem a lot in comparison to the cost of stuff in the area. We are at the Grand Oriental Hotel, <a href="https://www.grandoriental.com/">https://www.grandoriental.com/</a> which is old and huge and on the waterfront. Narda had originally booked us before the terrorist’s attacks for three nights at their usual price of about $60USD/night. We cancelled and rethought our trip planning to stay only two nights and rebooked and the rooms were $20/night, no doubt because so many people cancelled their trip to here due to the attacks, which were about a block away, plus this is low season.
[caption id="attachment_22982" align="aligncenter" width="750"]<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/11/15/sri-lanka/20190928_125810/" rel="attachment wp-att-22982"><img class="wp-image-22982 size-large" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/11/20190928_125810.jpg?w=750" alt="Grand Oriental Hotel" width="750" height="563" /></a> Grand Oriental Hotel[/caption]
The hotel is 180-years old and showing its age as we all do. The rooms are comfortable, the outside is crumbling and in desperate need of restoration. We had their lunch buffet as we were settled by 2 pm (there is an hour and a half difference from Thailand, earlier here). Our second buffet of the day. It was nowhere as good as the breakfast buffet back at the Amari Hotel in Bangkok but there was enough to keep us full and entertained for about $8USD. It is the view that makes it worth the effort overlooking the port. It is one of the busiest ports in the world. Wikipedia has info about the two-thousand-year history of the port if that floats your boat. After lunch we went for a walk. As so often is the case when we go for a walk in Asia someone will suddenly appear, very friendly, asking questions about how many children we have; blah, blah, blah. The first one tried to sell us a tour, then a trip to his gem store; very special today only due to some bloody holiday, and on and on until Narda got us away from him. In our first day or half-day in Colombo we had five different people tell us about some bloody gem show. We told each the same; we are not into gems, we don’t know one from another, I don’t wear jewellery; blah, blah, blah. One fellow who saddled up to our walk said he worked at the Australian Embassy. We doubted that but as he seemed a bit more sincere than some of the others, we took a tuk tuk that appeared seemingly out of nowhere, as they all do, to the gem place. We went in to use the loo, and to be polite we thought listening to a five-minute spiel would pay the price of the loo. No, they had to show us this stone and that stone and tell us this story and on and on and ; blah, blah, blah, we got a tuk tuk home.
The next day, today, Sunday, the 28<sup>th</sup>, we got the same, someone walks alongside us telling us the quality of their tour, what they could do to help us; blah, blah, blah. We had two or three of those today. We just wanted to go for a long walk. No one understands that. Finally, we let ourselves get talked into ‘a short ride in a metred tuk tuk to a special temple…’ ten minutes later, with the tuk tuk driver trying to sell us tours the whole time, we got to the temple. The tuk tuk was not a metered one and the driver at first said ten thousand each ($55USD). We laughed, then so did he, well at least he tried it on. I think it is because we said it was our first day in Sri Lanka and they figured we are dumb as a brick, which could be true. He threw out a bunch of other figures, then continued about taking us on a tour after the temple. He said finally one thousand each ($5.50USD). We gave him five-hundred and walked away. Last night a fellow drove us home, it was a long way as we had walked for a couple of hours along the shore (see our video of that walk; <a href="https://tinyurl.com/y4uycbnk">https://tinyurl.com/y4uycbnk</a>)<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/11/15/sri-lanka/coloumbo-fort/" rel="attachment wp-att-23038"><img class="wp-image-23038 size-thumbnail alignleft" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/11/coloumbo-fort.png?w=150" alt="" width="150" height="150" /></a> , and he got lost, but thanks to our GPS we got us home. He had a meter and it came to 230 Rupees, so we gave him 300. We understand the difference in our economy, and that it is difficult for people now with so few tourists around but being hustled gets our back up no matter what country we are in.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ifd3qjfFjJg
We ended up at the Gangaramaya Temple and spent about an hour there. As so often happened in India, people, especially children, wanted selfies with Narda, so I watched that wondering why no one ever wants a selfie with me. <a href="https://tinyurl.com/y3ol83hp">https://tinyurl.com/y3ol83hp </a><a href="http://neuage.me/2019/11/15/sri-lanka/gangaramaya-temple/" rel="attachment wp-att-23039"><img class="wp-image-23039 size-thumbnail alignleft" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/11/gangaramaya-temple.png?w=150" alt="" width="150" height="150" /></a>
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Kv22MEOIVkQ
Oh wait! here is a selfie with me; <a href="http://neuage.me/2019/11/15/sri-lanka/20191005_182234/" rel="attachment wp-att-23059"><img class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-23059" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/11/20191005_182234.jpg?w=750" alt="" width="750" height="560" /></a>I was more interested in the old cars, don’t know why a temple has old cars, perhaps one of the Buddha’s ancestors drove this Rolls Royce.
<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/11/15/sri-lanka/20190929_110713/" rel="attachment wp-att-23057"><img class="aligncenter wp-image-23057 size-large" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/11/20190929_110713.jpg?w=750" alt="" width="750" height="563" /></a>The day before was some big deal holiday with an elephant that was 75-years old, ten feet tall, leading a procession. We saw a baby elephant that was tied from front and back feet and whom was very unhappy. <a href="http://neuage.me/2019/11/15/sri-lanka/20190929_104933/" rel="attachment wp-att-22985"><img class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-22985" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/11/20190929_104933.jpg?w=750" alt="" width="750" height="563" /></a>There are many statues, a lot of ivory carvings (I thought that was illegal) and a jade Buddha which is one of their centrepieces. Apparently, it is the oldest temple in Colombo. When we were there today, Sunday, there were a lot of school children having classes and like school children anywhere they seemed quite jumpy/disruptive. Here is a twenty-second clip of them. <a href="https://tinyurl.com/y6slzdon">https://tinyurl.com/y6slzdon </a><a href="http://neuage.me/2019/11/15/sri-lanka/gangaramaya-temple/" rel="attachment wp-att-23039"><img class="wp-image-23039 size-thumbnail alignleft" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/11/gangaramaya-temple.png?w=150" alt="" width="150" height="150" /></a>
Before leaving the temple, we used our GPS to see if there was a nearby shopping centre and how to get to it without a million tuk tuk drivers descending upon us. Lucky for us, we found that The Mall at Colombo City Centre, Sri Lanka’s largest shopping centre was a five-minute walk away. So off we went, gleefully saying we didn’t need a tuk tuk. Even going into the shopping centre drivers came up to us saying they could take us for a tour when we came out. We got lunch, found there was a cinema and that was where we ended up. We saw Downton Abbey. The cinema was not as luxurious as ones in Chiang Mai, Phnom Penh, even Adelaide but the seats were comfortable, and the tickets were $5 bucks USD. We took the city bus home for 25 Rupees for the two of us (14-cents USD) and walked two blocks. It was a much more pleasant experience than the tuk tuk for so much more.
Narda spent so much time planning our trip around Sri Lanka, mainly by train. Guess what? There is a train strike for the past three days and no one knows when the strike will be over. We were to leave tomorrow, Monday, for Anuradhapur which would have been a three-hour train ride. The way to get there now is by crappy bus which would take six to eight hours. So, we just cancelled that trip and now are booking an Airbnb for four more days here in Columbo. If the strike is over in that time, we will continue our trip, if not, I don’t know. Perhaps we will just hang out at the shopping mall and watch movies.
A couple of examples of travelling in different-than-what-we-are-used-to spaces:
As we could not get to our next destination due to the train problems, we cancelled our accommodation and tried our best to get another place through Airbnb. We found what seemed quite suitable in another part of Colombo and booked it. The host wanted some national ID which we didn’t have, though we have our passports and photos on Airbnb. After an hour back and forth and Narda spending way too much time on the phone with Airbnb; getting to another of her speaking with the supervisor’s supervisor person with little progress. They would fix it within 24-hours, we had until next morning. A few more emails and phone calls and by ten pm we were told it would be taken care overnight. It wasn’t. Next morning, more phone calls. The message was the same that they would fix it within 12 to 24 hours. Narda explained in a Narda explaining type of way that we had to check out of our hotel in two hours and we would be on the street in a Colombo, a rather dangerous situation. Finally, we got a person who seemed to be able to do stuff. But now we had cancelled the person who was unable to take our ID and found another one. Narda tried to get the host’s phone number, to no avail. However, Crystal, our new best friend, was able to call the new host. Next, we knew we were on the way to the next place. Thanks Crystal at Airbnb, you’re the most. We got pretty much a whole house, a bit expensive for us for Airbnb at $50 a night, but the place was good and in a major city in a safe place. We were among embassies with the Thailand embassy in front of us. It was a traditional Sri Lankan, or what we would think would be a traditional Sri Lankan house. We cooked meals, wandered around the area, had good conversations with our host who was an Australian, though a Sri Lankan woman, she had family in Melbourne and spoke perfect English. One-minute clip of our Airbnb <a href="https://tinyurl.com/y4t2grmy">https://tinyurl.com/y4t2grmy</a>http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xgtpI3n1tVA
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<h2><a name="_Toc22999612"></a>Kandy</h2>
October 9, Kandy, Ella. Hill country
<em>Here we sit in a cloud, literally. Drinking Lion beer with a young couple; not actually a couple but 2 friends travelling together. She is from Melbourne, full of interesting ideas about alternative medicine, he is a Sri Lankan from France who also lived in Melbourne; quite the united nations, and disagrees vehemently with all her hippy medical stuff. We enjoyed talking about the cricket, Aussie rules footy, and Eudunda, where she hopes to buy a church and do it up as an Airbnb. Refreshingly, not a word about American politics.</em>
<em>Checking out the local library was great; a 5 minute walk away. You can sit there, under the fans, reading whatever you want. Quite a civilised way to spend the day. While Terrell happily devoured English newspapers, I found a book by Paul Theroux that I had not heard of. ‘Elephanta’, about America tourists trying to navigate India, three different stories. Well written as always. </em>
<em>So what happened? The rail strike is over!!!!! We were poised to take another driver for $60 USD from Colombo to Kandy, travelling east up the mountains. So we decided to visit the museum of the tooth relic (Buddha’s tooth, not Terrell’s). </em>
<em>The ride was uneventful, except for the most amazing toilet, a dark slimy set of descending stairs, a hole in the ground, no door (so Terrell had to stand guard), and all in pitch darkness. It got the job done. We bought some snacks at the café above and continued on our way. Oh, and we took a wrong turn and finished up on a single lane road of astonishing beauty. I had my moments about oncoming traffic, but all was well.</em>
<em>There was a lot of kerfuffle (Maggie, in this context it does not mean vomit) in the area, many folks taking photos of people dressed in white exiting the museum, and photographers eagerly photographing them. Something political, we never quite figured it out. However, by chance, we got into a conversation with on onlooker, and were told the train strike was over; already the day before. Blimey…good bloody news. We dashed over on the nearest tuktuk to the station and bought ourselves two 3<sup>rd</sup> class tickets with allocated seats for the 7 hour journey to Kandy. We had already booked an Airbnb there for 3 nights. Brendan assured us we would be OK in 3<sup>rd</sup> class. He, after-all, had completed the trip standing all the way, and loved it. Hmmm. </em>
<em>We arrived at the station the next day, more than an hour early, as we do. No one there yet. I went to the counter to ask if there any possibility of a cancellation…..ha….and there was. We could not get a refund on our previous ticket which cost us $2 each, but we decided to live dangerously and buy the upgrade regardless, for a princely sum of $5.50 each. For a 7 hour ride!!!!!!!</em>
<em>I missed a bit. We did take a driver to Kandy. He was a nice gentle soul, as the Sri Lankans seem to be. So very friendly, always smiling at you.</em>
<em>The Airbnb was one of the best we have ever been in. Stylish, modern amenities, a full kitchen with all the bells and whistles, 2 bedrooms and a gorgeous garden with the occasional monkey. The area around was also lovely. Very tropical, a steep narrow path that took us to the road above us (a little like our Shimla place in Indian Himalayas last year, but flasher). We discovered a nice local eatery, run by a family which specialised in dosa. I had pineapple dosa twice. This is the way to manage the spicy dips, cut it with pineapple. And the dosa itself was the best we’ve had and that includes India.</em>
<em>We enjoyed our homey stay in Kandy, though we did venture out occasionally between naps and eating and reading (just finished a great book; A Woman in Berlin, published recently anonymously by her family. It’s about the experiences of a young woman in the weeks after the defeat of the Germans, living in Berlin with incredible hardship, including frequent rape by the victorious Russian soldiers. Incredible story, and worth reading.)</em>
<em>Tea is a big deal in this country. We found a friendly, not pushy, tuk tuk driver at one of our hopeful trips to the deserted train station. He took us to a factory, where we got a complimentary guided tour though all the steps of tea production. Actually we had a very nice guide who was really knowledgeable. At the end, a tasting. Cups of tea, in different stages of strength; you took a teaspoon to taste the difference. Then we smelt all the different flavoured teas, which was nice. Bought a few overpriced packets, but it was worth the experience.</em>
<em>Sightseeing is not a prerequisite for us to enjoy a stay in a new place. I prefer the transaction with locals, the small things; like finding food, taking naps, checking out the mall. Our young couple, the ones we met inside a cloud in Ella, complained that there was nothing to do in Kandy. They were there for 1 day, saw the museum, the lake, the big Buddha high on the hill, and a museum. We were there 3 days, saw none of these things (except we did see the lake, from a distance) and loved it. OK, to each his own. </em>
<em>The train ride from Kandy to Ella was amazing. The scenery is gorgeous. Lots of tea growing, big vistas, waterfalls, small towns. The weather was bright and sunny, the last couple of hours of rain, which was also beautiful. A million photos were taken by my precious Terrell!! <a href="http://neuage.me/?attachment_id=23031" rel="attachment wp-att-23031"><img class="size-full wp-image-23031 alignnone" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/11/smile-icon.jpg" alt="" width="48" height="48" /></a></em>
<em>I am now writing this, sitting in a dark bathroom on the toilet with a pillow (lid down). Terrell is happily snoring away. It is 6.30 am and I’m thinking (just thinking) of accidently waking him up. I’m getting hungry.</em>
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We decided to leave Colombo on Sunday; train or not. Sunday morning arrived and sure enough no train. We booked three nights in an Airbnb in Kandy, took an Intercity Uber for 8000 rupees ($40USD) and had a nice ride to Kandy. The driver had very little English, got lost and we ended up on a very narrow road that was more like a footpath than a road, drove for a while in a monsoon type of storm and arrived at our destination four hours later. We gave the chap 10,000 rupees, which he was grateful for. See our video of this ride @ <a href="https://youtu.be/SrR96tL7FKU">https://youtu.be/SrR96tL7FKU</a>
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SrR96tL7FKU
Our place in Kandy is good. More modern than our place in Colombo, two bedrooms, full clean newish kitchen, nice lounge and dining area. There is no air conditioning, but it is cooler in Kandy and there are ceiling fans everywhere. We are surrounded by well-manicured gardens and we are close to the centre of town. Ten-minute walk to a vegetarian restaurant and the supermarket. We love the place. $20/night. See our clip of our house and area <a href="https://tinyurl.com/y3jpyzhz">https://tinyurl.com/y3jpyzhz</a> this clip shows the craziness of the buses and streets.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cOJbLEIvRAE
Our second day we walked to the train station. Holy cow! We barely could walk the street, there were so many buses, like hundreds, due to the train strike, they were taking up the slack. We looked at buses to Ella, our next destination, wow! We could not have ridden ten minutes in them. Sorry, we are too westernized. Taking an eight-hour bus to Ella was out of the question. We changed all our hotels for the next few weeks and started over. Obviously, the train strike would continue. We had to decide by Tuesday what would we do next. Today was Monday. We continued to the train station. No one had a clue when the train strike would be over. Everyone said it was a political situation with the train drivers trying to force out the current government. We asked tuk tuk drivers, police, café people, strangers in the street. No one knew when the strike would be over. A couple of policewomen shrugged their shoulders, laughing, said ‘maybe next week’, ‘maybe next month’. I said maybe next lifetime.
While drinking tea at a scrubby little café next to the station tuk tuk drivers, all quite desperate for work, suggesting tours. One was very persistent, so we went with him to some tea factory ten kilometres out of town. He was a nice bloke, charged us 1200 rupees ($6USD) we gave him 2000, for the drive there and waiting for us for an hour, driving us to some tea fields, where we were hustled by several tea picking women to give them money for a demo, so we gave them a couple hundreds. See our clip of the tea tour… <a href="https://tinyurl.com/y2ugo2ut">https://tinyurl.com/y2ugo2ut</a>
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Hu_Z2HWF3NY
<h2><a name="_Toc22999613"></a>Ella</h2>
The train to Ella, they say is one of the best in the world. Not sure about that, we thought the train last year up to Shimla, India was about the best one could get; <a href="https://neuage.me/2018/04/05/shimla/">https://neuage.me/2018/04/05/shimla/</a> (our video of that seven hour ride is at <a href="https://tinyurl.com/y6ne9x4d">https://tinyurl.com/y6ne9x4d</a> ) This clip of the five-hour trip to Ella is only two-minutes; perhaps we are shooting less video, enjoying the ride more… <a href="https://tinyurl.com/y32tu5p7">https://tinyurl.com</a>
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=icD8HGnnzhQ
<a href="https://tinyurl.com/y32tu5p7">/y32tu5p7 </a><a href="http://neuage.me/2019/11/15/sri-lanka/dsc_8321/" rel="attachment wp-att-23006"><img class="aligncenter wp-image-23006 size-large" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/11/dsc_8321.jpg?w=750" alt="" width="750" height="500" /></a><a href="http://neuage.me/2019/11/15/sri-lanka/dsc_8318/" rel="attachment wp-att-23005"><img class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-23005" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/11/dsc_8318.jpg?w=750" alt="" width="750" height="500" /></a>And there is a story to it all…Of course. We had decided to go to Ella no matter whether the train strike ended or not. It had already gone on for twelve-days, so we would get another Uber and do the five- or six-hour hike. We were on our way to the Temple of the Sacred Tooth Relic, in central Kandy. Outside the gate we said to someone next to us something about the stupid train strike would never end. He said it had ended this morning. Holy Cow! (I think that is a Hindu thing to say) we got all in a huff and grabbed a tuk tuk to the train station, which was a ten-minute walk, but we were in a hurry. What if all the tickets got sold immediately? OK, not quite sold out, only a couple of westerns in front of us at the ticket counter. How do we get ourselves into such a knot? We asked for first class tickets, no sold out; how about second-class? No, sold out. Shit, we are stuck with third-class tickets and we have not heard nice things about third-class. Sitting in a third-class carriage at the station. At the end of the day this was not my carriage. We had no choice. We shelled out the 800 rupees for the two five-hour train rides (that would be $4USD) and were somewhat happy that at least we got on the bloody train. Well, I wasn’t too happy. This is a fault in thinking and life experience. Thinking I should be able to go first class when others can’t, why? Of course, why not. The only chance I get to ever go first class is in Asia. I can’t afford second class on flights or western trains. I always end up in the baggage section with the animals. <a href="http://neuage.me/2019/11/15/sri-lanka/dsc_8350/" rel="attachment wp-att-23007"><img class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-23007" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/11/dsc_8350.jpg?w=750" alt="" width="750" height="500" /></a>Next morning, we were up at five. While packing I realized I had left my beloved hat (bought in Brighton, UK, last year, in memory of my best mate, Randy Dandurand) at the vegetarian Dosa restaurant we had dinner at the night before. In sheer panic, I moaned, walked around in circles, and thought there is no way they would be open at six am. Was I willing to miss our train for my hat? I found the caretaker of our Airbnb and told him my sad tale. He walked with me to the restaurant and there it was, on the counter. I gave the chap 500 rupees for his assistance (OK it equals $2.50, but still that is a lot in these parts). Would I have given up the train trip for my hat? Well, we didn’t get the answer, did we? We were at the train station at 7 am for an 8.30 am train. We thought we would at least try to upgrade, perhaps someone won’t show up. Holy Cow! There were lots of first-class seats available, but we would not get a refund for our third-class ticket. Four dollars gone. The first-class tickets were 2400 rupees ($12 bucks for the two of us). Wow! Narda told the ticket dude to give our third-class tickets to a poor person. <a href="http://neuage.me/2019/11/15/sri-lanka/dsc_8401/" rel="attachment wp-att-23008"><img class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-23008" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/11/dsc_8401.jpg?w=750" alt="" width="750" height="500" /></a>Not quite sure how, but I think there is something wrong with a picture where we believe a poor person can go third-class, but we shouldn’t. Not to worry, that thinking didn’t affect me for long. We had wonderful seats, very comfortable, on the right side of the train to Ella, which is what the guidebooks say is the best side. <a href="http://neuage.me/2019/11/15/sri-lanka/dsc_8411/" rel="attachment wp-att-23009"><img class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-23009" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/11/dsc_8411.jpg?w=750" alt="" width="750" height="500" /></a>We ate junk food all the way and got to Ella all happy. We left Kandy at 8.47 (that is my birth month and my birth year; how cosmic!) – arrived at 3.30. Almost seven hours. <a href="http://neuage.me/2019/11/15/sri-lanka/20191009_114025/" rel="attachment wp-att-22990"><img class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-22990" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/11/20191009_114025.jpg?w=750" alt="" width="750" height="563" /></a><a href="http://neuage.me/2019/11/15/sri-lanka/20191009_112727/" rel="attachment wp-att-22989"><img class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-22989" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/11/20191009_112727.jpg?w=750" alt="" width="750" height="422" /></a>Ella was always going to be just a one-night stand. When we arrived, there was one of those monsoon afternoons they have in these parts. We got to our hotel, Grand View, Passara Road (<a href="http://www.9arch.com">www.9arch.com</a>) and settled in. I think we only have two maybe three hotels on this whole trip with the rest being Airbnb. The streets are quite shocking, just muddy paths with lots of holes, but the hotel is good. We walked into town, in the pouring rain, saw a Mexican Restaurant and remembered the good Mexican meals we got a few months earlier in the States. NOTE: Mexico and Sri Lanka are not on the same page, the same menu, the same, nothing. We ordered some Mexican things that were far from Mexican, and expensive. We were the only diners. I wonder why. The cooks and waiters seemed more interested in the cricket game on the tv than serving us their crappy food. Lesson learned; don’t eat Mexican in Asia. Brendan's comment "Rookie mistake".
<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/11/15/sri-lanka/dsc_8495/" rel="attachment wp-att-23010"><img class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-23010" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/11/dsc_8495.jpg?w=750" alt="" width="750" height="422" /></a>There is no train from Kandy to the coast. We had looked at this extensively whether to take a bus down the mountain, get a driver, perhaps even rent a car. There is no Uber. The hotel came up with a driver at 11,000 ($55USD) which we thought was a bit dear in relationship to other costs in Sri Lanka. For example, two first-class, seven-hour train tickets were $12. Due to rain, and we just couldn’t be stuffed, our proclamation to the hotel that we would let them know, fell flat, and ten minutes later we said we would take the driver.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YKIV7yeghIM
The drive down the mountain was a bit nervy. Steep drops, our driver, though quite good in relationship to buses we have been on, passing vehicles on curves, dogs, cows, monkeys was a bit scary. <a href="http://neuage.me/2019/11/15/sri-lanka/20191010_105822/" rel="attachment wp-att-22991"><img class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-22991" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/11/20191010_105822.jpg?w=750" alt="" width="750" height="563" /></a><em>The drive down, literally, was hairy at first. Pretty windy and steep, lots to see; waterfalls, and panoramic views. After about ½ hour we reached the flatter lands, featuring rice fields, small villages, lots of greenery and buffalo. I relaxed and tried to sleep occasionally for the remaining 4 hours. The driver has 3 children, aged 8, 11 and 16. He is very excited about the upcoming election (this seems to be a theme, I suspect the rail strike is somehow involved).</em>
<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/11/15/sri-lanka/dsc_8597/" rel="attachment wp-att-23011"><img class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-23011" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/11/dsc_8597.jpg?w=750" alt="" width="750" height="500" /></a>
<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/11/15/sri-lanka/dsc_8601/" rel="attachment wp-att-23012"><img class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-23012" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/11/dsc_8601.jpg?w=750" alt="" width="750" height="500" /></a><a name="_Toc22999614"></a>Matara
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j7gX6PakrwM
Another Narda fun morning. We are at the train station. We came here yesterday to purchase a ticket, rode our bikies, got a sunburn, stuck in traffic – see our video clip; <a href="https://youtu.be/j7gX6PakrwM">https://youtu.be/j7gX6PakrwM</a>, told to come back the day of the travel. Here we are. Eight am, took two tuk tuks; (try saying that fast!) one for our bags the other for our bodies. 350 rupees ($1.94USD) each for a short ride, oh well. So, we get to the station, bright eyed and bushy tailed; ticket dude says buy ticket at 9 am for the 9.20 am train. I say that is fine I will do some Photoshop or Premier video or write this…so much to do. Narda thinks no is the wrong answer and tells the ticket dude we want our tickets now at 8.10 not at nine. Ticket dude says no, come back at 8.30. @ 8.30 Narda is at the booth, the ticket dude says train is late come back in 45 minutes. Narda says that it OK she will just wait at the window. Of course, no normal person wants to have Narda standing looking at them for 45 minutes (except me) so now we have our tickets. 80 rupees each, 44 cents for the half hour ride to Galle, second class.<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/11/15/sri-lanka/dsc_8649/" rel="attachment wp-att-23013"><img class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-23013" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/11/dsc_8649.jpg?w=750" alt="" width="750" height="500" /></a><em>It looks like a resort on Booking.com, but it’s actually a home stay. So the pool is not a dark blue infinity pool as illustrated, but an aqua pool, complete with algae. We love it! Right on the beach, you hear the waves (when the fan is off) all night. There are many mozzies, but I think we have that one down. The view and the area are spectacular. Last night we took our complimentary bicycles out for some exploration. We passed a restaurant on the beach which advertised chicken parmie </em><em>😊</em><em> This was not actually the case, but the food was nevertheless really excellent. <a href="http://neuage.me/2019/11/15/sri-lanka/20191011_181647/" rel="attachment wp-att-22992"><img class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-22992" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/11/20191011_181647.jpg?w=750" alt="" width="750" height="1000" /></a>We ate on a wooden platform RIGHT by the water, and looked for turtles, which the waiter swore were right there. We didn’t see any but will return. The sunset was speccie and the Lion beer was good. Our journey home was in darkness (no bike lights), despite our best efforts to leave on time. But no matter, we got back without falling into potholes. <a href="http://neuage.me/2019/11/15/sri-lanka/terrell-dinner-matara/" rel="attachment wp-att-23032"><img class="aligncenter wp-image-23032 size-large" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/11/terrell-dinner-matara-e1573789379692.jpg?w=750" alt="" width="750" height="422" /></a></em><em>So we make our own brekkie, try to do our own washing, only to have it snatched out of our hands. It’s almost an Airbnb. I think we would stay here a good while if we could.</em>
<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/11/15/sri-lanka/matara/" rel="attachment wp-att-23022"><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-23022" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/11/matara.jpg" alt="" width="660" height="371" /></a>
[caption id="attachment_22993" align="aligncenter" width="750"]<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/11/15/sri-lanka/20191012_100129/" rel="attachment wp-att-22993"><img class="size-large wp-image-22993" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/11/20191012_100129.jpg?w=750" alt="eating lunch with new friends along the way" width="750" height="563" /></a> eating lunch with new friends along the way[/caption]
<h2><a name="_Toc22999615"></a>Galle</h2>
<em>Checked out of our homestay/hotel this morning. It’s hot. Blimey. Yesterday we had a really great day with 2 bikes, just pedalling around the neighbourhood. Lots of narrow streets, with minimum traffic. We left pretty early, and just followed the roads that lead close to the coastline, figuring we would not get lost. 4 hours later we were not lost, but boy was I sunburnt! Oops. The heat is tiring, and we sleep more than usual.<a href="http://neuage.me/?attachment_id=23033" rel="attachment wp-att-23033"><img class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-23033" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/11/train.jpg?w=750" alt="" width="750" height="422" /></a></em><em>This morning we headed to the train station to go to Galle. We got there bright eyed and bushy tailed at 8.15am, and the train did not leave until 10.45 after a few announcements of delays. Oh well. I spent a lot of the trip standing in the doorway enjoying the breeze and the views. For a 50 minute trip in second class (still had to scrounge for seats……nothing reserved) we were charged around 55cents (USD). It’s worth taking the journey for sure.<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/11/15/sri-lanka/on-train/" rel="attachment wp-att-23029"><img class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-23029" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/11/on-train.jpg?w=750" alt="" width="750" height="422" /></a></em><em>I’m sitting in the lounge of our new Airbnb, aircon on and enjoying some cold water. We need this air-conditioning to get our core temperature down; might take a few days. This place is right in downtown Galle, supermarket 5 minutes away, and the famous historic Dutch Fort about 15 minutes away, walking, I think. </em>
<em>Dinner in the Dutch Fort, in a western style place, pretty nice. Because it was a full moon religious day, they could serve no alcohol. ‘No matter’, the waiter reassured us, and brought the beer in a tea pot, complete with cups, and nice lacey table cloth. It tasted great, and I did not have to pour carefully to avoid a giant head. The food was good too, chicken satay. I must confess, I haven’t really got a handle on the local food yet. It is always spicy, despite assurances about “no spice”. </em>
<em>We’re heard some pretty heart wrenching stories about the tsunami in 2004, both today about his flat, which was under 6 feet of water, and the previous place in Matara where the whole property was destroyed. Apparently Galle was the worst hit, with the water coming from 2 sides. So many people were just going on with their daily work and did not see it coming. The guy told us that 42,000 folks died in Sri Lanka. I also feel bad for the struggling folks depending on tourism as there are virtually no tourists here at all, after the shooting in April. The owner today told us that the Chinese are still coming though; good on them! </em>
<em>Sitting in the Dutch Fort in Galle is pretty cool. It is considered to be Sri Lanka’s best preserved colonial landscape. In 1640, the Dutch captured the Fort, built by the Portuguese, and expanded the fortifications, creating a street plan which survives to this day. You can walk down Church Street and see a Dutch Reformed Church there built around 1755. The whole place is full of atmosphere, narrow streets, many original low-rise buildings that have been restored in recent years.<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/11/15/sri-lanka/20191014_103915/" rel="attachment wp-att-22996"><img class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-22996" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/11/20191014_103915.jpg?w=750" alt="" width="750" height="422" /></a></em><em>So here we are. I said it was cool, but actually we were very hot, waiting for our food. The waiter thoughtfully brought us some little cold face-washers. He had some very strong opinions on the state of affairs in Sri Lanka, including the 41 candidates for the upcoming November elections. He says there is so much corruption here. (not the only ones…private thought) We asked him about the 2004 tsunami. He said the water was black, and so were the people rescued, covered in black. We guessed it might be volcanic ash? The tsunami did not hit the Fort; it would have remained completely intact, walls are about 20 ft thick!!! The area was protected by a peninsula; and the waves made a direct hit on the town beyond. He recalled losing several family members, and rescuing small children, all covered in black. Terrell would ask him questions about the history of the Fort, which he ignored and continued his passionate tirade about the state of things in his country, including the fact that the government had a warning from Indian Intelligence about the April, 2019 bombings and did not act on the information. I had also heard this version of things on a podcast from The Daily (New York Times). (thanks for the recommendation, Chris). Shocking really. The government was so busy with internal squabbles, this piece of deadly information was apparently ignored.</em>
[caption id="attachment_23003" align="aligncenter" width="576"]<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/11/15/sri-lanka/20191020_100852/" rel="attachment wp-att-23003"><img class="size-large wp-image-23003" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/11/20191020_100852.jpg?w=576" alt="this man said he did not want money - just to be pushed to the bike repair shop nearby - so Narda pushed him there then he complained though we didn't know what... as he omitted saying what he wanted in English" width="576" height="1024" /></a> this man said he did not want money - just to be pushed to the bike repair shop nearby - so Narda pushed him there then he complained though we didn't know what... as he omitted saying what he wanted in English[/caption]
<h2><em>Oct 18, Ambolangoda</em></h2>
<em><a href="http://neuage.me/2019/11/15/sri-lanka/20191014_102942/" rel="attachment wp-att-22995"><img class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-22995" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/11/20191014_102942.jpg?w=750" alt="" width="750" height="422" /></a></em><em>We walked to the station, bought second class tickets again (less than $1) and got great seats next to an open window on the ‘sea’ side. Two tuks tuks took us to White Villa, a modern 2 story place, all sparking white, roomy and nicely furnished. ($45 for 3 nights….this is low low season). </em>
<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/11/15/sri-lanka/20191016_094918/" rel="attachment wp-att-22998"><img class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-22998" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/11/20191016_094918.jpg?w=576" alt="" width="576" height="1024" /></a><em>We met a friendly German guy, Peter, our age, who lives permanently downstairs and had a beer with him at ‘beer o’clock’. He’s lived in Sri Lanka for 40 years, goes home to Germany for 3 months each year. Interesting stories to tell. He’s had a lot of experience with corruption here, especially after the tsunami. For example, he came back from a trip to Germany with a decent amount of money donated by friends. He bought 10 computers for the local school with it. The local government officials insisted on handling the donation. When he went to the school to check, they had only received 5 computers. After that, he told us, he was doing it his way. Only directly with folks who needed help, despite being reprimanded by government officials who threatened to take away his visa if he did not do it ‘through the proper channels’. “But not,’ said Pete “this little black duck” (or the German equivalent). And he is still here. With a proper visa!</em>
<em>We took a local bus to the tsunami museum, down the road about 15 minutes. There are a number of little galleries displaying photos. <a href="http://neuage.me/2019/11/15/sri-lanka/20191017_093540/" rel="attachment wp-att-23001"><img class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-23001" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/11/20191017_093540.jpg?w=750" alt="" width="750" height="422" /></a>The one we went to was owned by a couple in memory of his mother, who was killed by the flood. The photos are pretty graphic, you see much more than the media showed. Pretty shocking. This man gave us an interesting running commentary of all the photos. He is certain that there was some sort of poison in the ‘black’ water that washed in. You could see it, he said, in the bodies, and the way they blackened and swelled.<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/11/15/sri-lanka/20191017_085405/" rel="attachment wp-att-22999"><img class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-22999" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/11/20191017_085405.jpg?w=750" alt="" width="750" height="563" /></a></em>
They had one of the carriages on display from the tsunami so I went in it - kind of spooky.
<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/11/15/sri-lanka/20191017_093000/" rel="attachment wp-att-23000"><img class="size-large wp-image-23000" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/11/20191017_093000.jpg?w=750" alt="The 2004 Sri Lanka tsunami-rail disaster is the largest single rail disaster in world history by death toll, with probably 1,700 fatalities or more. It occurred when a crowded passenger train was destroyed on a coastal railway in Sri Lanka by a tsunami which followed the 2004 Indian Ocean earthquake" width="750" height="563" /></a>
<pre>From Wikipedia - <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2004_Sri_Lanka_tsunami_train_wreck">https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2004_Sri_Lanka_tsunami_train_wreck</a>
The <b>2004 Sri Lanka tsunami-rail disaster</b> is the largest single <a title="List of accidents and disasters by death toll" href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_accidents_and_disasters_by_death_toll#Rail_accidents_and_disasters">rail disaster in world history by death toll</a>,
with probably 1,700 fatalities or more. It occurred when a crowded passenger train was destroyed on a
coastal railway in <a title="Sri Lanka" href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sri_Lanka">Sri Lanka</a> by a <a title="Tsunami" href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tsunami">tsunami</a> which followed the <a title="2004 Indian Ocean earthquake and tsunami" href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2004_Indian_Ocean_earthquake_and_tsunami">2004 Indian Ocean earthquake</a>.
The tsunami subsequently caused over 30,000 reported deaths and billions of rupees in property
damage in the coastal areas of Sri Lanka.
Sri Lanka's seismic monitoring station at <a title="Pallekele" href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pallekele">Pallekele</a> registered the earthquake within minutes
but did not consider it possible for a tsunami to reach the island.<sup id="cite_ref-4" class="reference"><a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2004_Sri_Lanka_tsunami_train_wreck#cite_note-4">[4]</a></sup>
When tsunami reports first reached the dispatching office in <a title="Maradana railway station" href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Maradana_railway_station">Maradana</a>,
officials were able to halt eight trains running on the Coastal Line,
but were unable to reach the <i>Matara Express</i>.
Efforts to halt the train at <a title="Ambalangoda" href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ambalangoda">Ambalangoda</a> failed because all station personnel were assisting
with the train, and no one was available to answer the phone until after the train had departed.
Attempts to reach personnel at stations further south failed as they had fled or been killed by the waves.</pre>
We actually rode on the same train with perhaps a carriage from the tsunami on the same line in the same area - though of course fifteen years later. They fixed all the cars and the engine - except for the one I took a photo of above.
[caption id="attachment_23016" align="aligncenter" width="683"]<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/11/15/sri-lanka/dsc_8879/" rel="attachment wp-att-23016"><img class="size-large wp-image-23016" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/11/dsc_8879.jpg?w=683" alt="Locals said that the water from tsunami came up to the shoulder of this statue which is 30-metres high" width="683" height="1024" /></a> Locals said that the water from tsunami came up to the shoulder of this statue which is 30-metres high[/caption]
<em>A hundred metres down the road was a turtle rescue centre and hatchery. A guy who collects turtle eggs from the beach and hatches them, then returns them when they are viable. He said the survival rate, in nature, is one in 100, but using his intervention, more turtles can be saved and preserved. Seemed genuine to us, though Pete the German was a little more cynical. </em>
[caption id="attachment_23002" align="aligncenter" width="750"]<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/11/15/sri-lanka/20191017_101036/" rel="attachment wp-att-23002"><img class="wp-image-23002 size-large" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/11/20191017_101036.jpg?w=750" alt="Induruwa Sea Turtle Conservation Center" width="750" height="422" /></a> Induruwa Sea Turtle Conservation Center[/caption]
<em>The bus driver said to us at the beginning, “long, long way”. It was long. We thought, we don’t mind a long ride along the coast, but this bus was the local of the local, visiting every single hamlet off the main road. But worth it. Gorgeous scenery; and who’s in a rush??</em>
<em>I woke during the night with a big headache; immediately thought, I have dengue fever. After taking Panadol and 8mg of codeine I slept. Woke up with a woolly head and a bit of a cold, but no dengue and no headache. Still woolly as I write this, but it is soooo hot. The humidity (no aircon here) really takes it out of you. The other day I took a 2 ½ hour nap. Blimey. We have a fan. The kids are out on the adjoining oval, in the sun. </em>
<h2><em>Oct 21, Beruwala</em></h2>
<em>Our first tour this trip was a river boat cruise. A small boat run by a couple of young blokes, one of whom basically followed us around the town for several hours, in the nicest possible way, before finally convincing us that it was worth doing. It was raining, pretty much all the time. Never cold, just wet. <a href="http://neuage.me/2019/11/15/sri-lanka/20191020_134253-2/" rel="attachment wp-att-23078"><img class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-23078" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/11/20191020_134253-1.jpg?w=750" alt="" width="750" height="422" /></a></em>
<em>We considered this trip and checked out the little boat. There was a black canvas cover, but the seats looked very wet, and for a 2 hour trip, we decided to wait for the rain to stop. So much to the boy’s dismay, we walked off and sat ourselves in an expensive western style coffee ship to eat carrot cake and drink coffee. We actually thought that the trip was all over. But one hour later, our young friend found us in the coffee shop, the rain stopped, we had checked with another group of travellers that these trips were OK, and we were out of excuses, so off we went with Bentota River Boat Safari. </em><em>It was a great little trip, lots of mangroves, a couple of monitor lizards of the dangerous type. Apparently these guys have some poisonous barbs in their tails, which they use to swipe people or prey. And it can result in a bad injury.<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/11/15/sri-lanka/dsc_9171/" rel="attachment wp-att-23077"><img class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-23077" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/11/dsc_9171.jpg?w=750" alt="" width="750" height="500" /></a></em>
<em>But actually what I remember about this trip was the strange conversation we had with the boys. They, like other Sri Lankans we have spoken to, are some what anti Muslim. They say that the Muslim folks in the north, near Jaffna want their own homeland. The other Sri Lankans strongly oppose this, saying there is no reason why Buddhists, Christians and Muslims cannot share the country. They also told us that the Muslim doctors have been accused to secretly sterilizing non Muslim Sri Lankan women, so that the population growth of non Muslims is reduced. We also heard the same story from our homestay host, who seems quite rational and educated. I googled it. There has been a doctor recently arrested on these charges, but they have not been verified. Our local boys say this is because money has changed hands. Much to think about and you wonder what is really going on.</em>
<em>The boat safari dropped us off on the sand near The Eden Resort and Spa, a great western enclave where we can order whatever we want. The first time was tapas and beer by the pool. We considered buying a pass for the pool for $5 but didn’t get ‘round to it. A potato salad with satay chicken for lunch; all good.</em><a name="_Toc22999616"></a>
Learned how to spell it, probably don’t come close to saying it properly but if I say to the bus driver or a passing monk where I want to go they seem to point me in some direction. We took the train from Galle. Only a bit over an hour; the second-class carriage was fine. See our video which includes a bit of the train, our visit to a turtle hatchery, a random bus ride, and well that is all in this video. <a href="https://tinyurl.com/y48x5pde">https://tinyurl.com/y48x5pde</a>
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g_y3G1dz8Z4
We left Galle on the 10.35 am express which set us back 44-cents USD each. We seem not to favour the humidity here. Temperature is OK at about 30C, which in Adelaide would a nice summer day. Here it is almost unbearable. In Galle and every other place, we had air-conditioning. In Ambalangoda we do not even have an overhead fan, just a stand-up fan that keeps us sweating. We have gone for walks in the morning, which is fine, but by ten am it is too hot. We have a nice apartment, on the second floor with a balcony in both front and back. Keeping all the doors and windows upon during the day helps a bit but come evening we need to close everything due to mosquitoes. It is setting us back $15USD a day so we hope to find an air-conditioned restaurant for lunch – dinner – breakfast; anything. So far we have not found any in our first couple of days and I doubt whether they exist.
A short clip on Bentota, Aluthgama Train Station and our Bentota river safari which was two hours with most of that time looking for crocs, lizards, birds, mangroves and just chillin' as one does in Sri Lanka. <a href="https://bit.ly/2J3IPuT">https://bit.ly/2J3IPuT</a>
Our guest house in the rain - <a href="https://youtu.be/Gefj3TThunA">https://youtu.be/Gefj3TThunA</a><a name="_Toc22999618"></a>
<h2><em>Oct 23 Negombo</em></h2>
Train to Negombo <a href="https://youtu.be/SrR96tL7FKU">https://youtu.be/SrR96tL7FKU</a>
We asked someone about the shacks along the train track. Apparently the government, after the tsunami in this area build apartment buildings and put everyone in them. The locals don't want to live in a modern apartment and built shacks along the rail line which is where they prefer to live.<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/11/15/sri-lanka/dsc_9319/" rel="attachment wp-att-23019"><img class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-23019" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/11/dsc_9319.jpg?w=750" alt="" width="750" height="421" /></a>
<em>Got into a conversation with a couple of girls from Chile. They urged us to visit; ‘very safe’. This area of the world has been neglected by us; we seem to follow the same paths, Western Europe, USA and SE Asia/Indian subcontinent. Yesterday was a big train day. It started at Aluthgama Station, our closest largish station. Anyway we boarded the train, plenty of window seats in 2<sup>nd</sup> class, cranked the window right up (also for the girls) and enjoyed a spectacular ride along the ocean. Best train ride I’ve ever experienced, perhaps even better than the Kandy to Ella one. </em>
<em>We arrived at Colombo Fort at 1.10pm and some helpful locals waved us on to the nearly departing train to Negombo. Nice, no waiting. But then we realised that it was the local commuter train, with folks also standing (we did find seats) for the next 1 ½ hours. But interesting still. Lots of rain, and entertainment. A child throwing a tantrum which lasted the first half hour; the mother was amazing. Some train food, rice-bubble crumble? And lots of city….almost the whole way.<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/11/15/sri-lanka/train-2/" rel="attachment wp-att-23082"><img class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-23082" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/11/train-.jpg?w=750" alt="" width="750" height="422" /></a> The houses seem more middle class, compared to the coastal ones south of Colombo. In fact, on that south coast we went past some really poor areas, tiny little houses made of temporary material enjoying the most specie view of the ocean. Like a little slum…..a long narrow one. We found out later that these folks are offered new small flats to live in, but they prefer to stay where they are.</em>
<em>The place we are staying is excellent; aircon, 300 metres to the beach and (so we were told) ‘360 restaurants nearby’. At around 4pm, we enjoyed a great meal at Dolce Vita 27 Restaurant. So much to choose from, so little time </em><em>😊</em><em>.</em>
<em>We are right on the Dutch Canal, built by….you guessed it, the Dutch a couple of hundred years ago. The water is the same colour as the canals in Holland. </em>
<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/11/15/sri-lanka/muddy-street/" rel="attachment wp-att-23081"><img class="aligncenter wp-image-23081 size-large" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/11/muddy-street-e1573793697393.jpg?w=750" alt="" width="750" height="422" /></a>
<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/11/15/sri-lanka/dsc_9382/" rel="attachment wp-att-23020"><img class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-23020" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/11/dsc_9382.jpg?w=750" alt="" width="750" height="500" /></a><em>Have you ever heard of tuk tuk racing? It’s a thing I am told. A bunch 6 crazy New Zealand chicks checked into our quiet hotel, having just competed a tuk tuk race around Sri Lanka. All in their mid 50s, some having never ridden a motorcycle, these girls called themselves “Birds of a Feather” flying flags and wearing chicken beanies. What a hoot. We joined them for drinks and stories as they polished off a significant amount of gin. They left again at 4am next morning leaving their ‘vehicles’ in the hands of our host. A nice end to our Sri Lankan stay.</em>
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Neuagehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05720920430430979487noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604236063815325161.post-70638686094536081792019-09-23T04:55:00.001-07:002019-09-23T04:56:48.449-07:00train Bangkok to Chiang Mai<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="270" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/GYO13nX1oCM" width="480"></iframe>Neuagehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05720920430430979487noreply@blogger.com0Chiang Mai, Mueang Chiang Mai District, Chiang Mai, Thailand18.7952876 98.9620001999999218.6750311 98.800638699999922 18.9155441 99.123361699999919tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604236063815325161.post-76529002173202289242019-09-12T14:32:00.000-07:002019-09-12T14:32:24.679-07:00<h3><a name="_Toc15389097"></a>USA 2019</h3>
As is so often the way we do things, this USA 2019 trip has been a long time coming. We started with planning to be at Narda’s son’s Chris’ 40<sup>th </sup>birthday, several years ago. We wanted to do a combination of Airbnb, Chris’ home in Washington DC and Home Exchanges. This is how we have travelled the past few years in Europe. In Asia we combine Airbnb and hotels/guest houses. The idea was to stay out of hotels for this three-month trip and we succeeded. We first contacted a couple in Denver, 9<sup>th</sup> of November 2017 and they wrote back soon after. We confirmed exchanging in July 2018 for now, April – May 2019. They are looking at our house for early 2021; their winter, our summer. Currently they are sailing in the Caribbean. In 2018 we began speaking with Lawrence, our teaching mate from our China years, for a trade in Florida. Quick jump in this story is that we had a wonderful stay in Orlando at his home toward the end of this trip.
We have the rest of this year long ago planned/paid (Thailand, Pakistan, Sri Lanka), as well as next year, 2020 (settled last year). Currently we are negotiating with people for 2021. I am saying this as even when I re-read our blogs, I think we do so much travel, how does this happen? Narda does the legwork of getting places to stay, tracking down incredible flight deals, and generally does so much that all I need to do is play on the computer, look out the window and excitingly exclaim what a marvellous place we have suddenly been transported to.
Instead of many videos this trip we have made sixteen slideshows and only one video. They are grouped together here or view them as they are slotted into where we are speaking of. The slideshows are about a minute each.
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<strong>15 April Monday</strong>
Our last days in Adelaide and we “child sat’’ the grandies. Can’t say babysit anymore now that they are five and seven. We spent a day packing; how to get all we need for three-months into seven kilos carry-on and 22.7 kilos (50 pounds) check-in stuff. Narda is the master-packer, I easily make my piles of all that I want, and she makes ‘executive decisions’ of what is taken, as I see my many favourite tee-shirts and other garments find their way back on to their shelf.
Getting our home ready for three months away is always a project. People will be staying, coming and going and we always seem to have too much stuff in our bulging suitcases. We have been doing this for twenty-years and have yet to master the luggage thing, though we do well leaving home, it is returning that becomes a nightmare with all we collect along the way. This trip was exceptional too much stuff brought back home – I will get to that, later. I am sort of responsible for this excess.
We left Adelaide in the afternoon and had an overnight in Sydney. As we had an afternoon flight, we had planned to take the bus from the front of our house to the airport. Knowing that we can go to our bus stop and 45-minutes later be at an airport then off to anywhere in the world is a wonderful feeling. However, the day before we were to leave, Narda’s sister, Caroline, offered to drive us to the airport which was a nice option.
I try to go to Sydney each year as a memorial to my son, Leigh, who died there in 2003 and this year the only time we could get to Sydney was by doing it on this trip as a stopover to the States. We stayed at the Budget Ibis as it was near the airport and was cheap. Note to self, yuck: location sort of OK, but we had to cross lots of traffic getting there with our crap, though we got a shuttle the next day. The rooms were old, small, dingy which is OK. It was getting from there to the metro to get to Olympic Park that was difficult; lots of construction, crossing busy large intersections. Nevertheless, we had lunch downstairs at the Ibis-Novotel that we try to get to each year. We spent the rest of the day getting back to our cubicle at the Ibis.
Friday we were on the 9 am flight, 17 hours from Sydney to Houston. Long flights are boring, and we
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have found United as one of the worse airlines; unfriendly staff, food not very good, though the movie selection is good, and it is the cheapest. We ignore the yucky parts and move forward. We had three hours in Houston before our flight to Washington D.C. A rather uninteresting note; the pilot announced that we had left Sydney at 9.06 am Friday and arrived into Houston at 9.06 am Friday. Groovy. We had just spent seventeen excruciating hours flying, only to discover that we had not used up any time.
We were to stay in DC from Friday evening until the following Tuesday when we were to fly to Denver. However;
Narda’s friend from her teaching days at St Luke’s had a tragic event in her life which changed our plans. Her eldest son, only in his late 20’s, died suddenly several days before we left Adelaide. The day before we left, we learned that the funeral would be on Saturday, the day after we would arrive in DC. Instead of going to Chris’ home after we arrived in DC we decided to continue.
Two hours after arriving in DC we were on the Acela Express to NYC. We booked the overpriced Doubletree Hilton at Times Square (much higher than usual as it was Easter Weekend) and finally got to lay down after close to thirty hours of travel. We were back out around midnight as hunger got the best of us. Luckily, there was a Taco Bell a block away and we got to eat with the denizens of the night before going back and passing out…until the hotel clock radio woke us up at 6 am, no doubt from some previous weary traveller heading out of town.
Once again hunger entered our world and we took a subway to the West Village. Getting off at West fourth we headed to Rocco’s (Pasticceria Rocco) on Bleeker Street for a wonderful NYC breakfast. The funeral we were attending was a few blocks away on Bleeker.
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I wore a suit and tie for the first time since working at Dalian American International School in China, five years earlier, such is retirement.
The funeral was incredible, full of JD’s many friends, some dressed in the colourful blazers he loved to collect. The room was decorated with lots of his stuff, notably Star Wars memorabilia. His love of Star Wars was celebrated; after each of his friends gave a eulogy, they would say “may the Force be with you”, and the gathered folk would respond “and also with you”.
After the funeral we went to Cowgirl’s for lunch (519 Hudson St) a couple of blocks away from where Narda taught for five years (St. Lukes). After Cowgirl’s we went uptown and spent time at Ronnie and Karen’s place.
Not having an American sim card, we tried several phone companies; Verizon and some other losers could not help us. The problem is that US sim cards are not compatible with our Australian phones. T-Mobile at Times Square thought they could help and after hours of little success (one of their cards worked in my phone but would not in Narda’s) we left late at night back to our hotel. Times Square is a miserable place. It is used to be groovy in the 1960s, even in the 1970s, but now it is worse than Disneyland.
On Sunday (21<sup>st</sup> April) we took the bus from NYC to DC. The bus was $30 and took about three hours depositing us at Union Station. It was comfortable with Wi-Fi to keep us from needing to talk with one another. Narda’s son Chris collected us and left us at the church he preaches at and at the end of his session we took Liam home, stopping at his favourite eatery, Chipotle Mexican Grill. I rarely eat at chain restaurants, except for McDonald's in Australia because they give seniors a free coffee for a purchase over three dollars. Since a coffee cost $3.70, we order one coffee and get the second free and get to read the newspaper. A big day out in our world when in Australia. Chipotle is good though, probably not good for a low-carb diet but they know how to make a vegetarian and a meat eater happy. We spent the next day walking Liam to school, riding on buses and mainly catching up on sleep and getting used to a new time zone that is 13-hours different from what we had been used to.
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Well not exactly getting into sync with our new time zones. Though we have been in NYC for a couple of days, one would think we would have gotten some sleep, but we got even less in NYC. We were up too early the next morning and packing ready to fly off to Denver. Believing it would be warm(er) in Denver we left a suitcase behind for when we would return in a month. As we usually do when in DC we took the shuttle to the airport and were off to Denver. Our roundtrip to Denver set us back about twenty bucks for the two of us as we used our United points.
<h2><a name="_Toc15389098"></a><strong>Denver</strong></h2>
I have been wanting to see Denver Airport terminal since first reading the conspiracy sites about it. One theory is that there is a secret bunker located under the Denver Airport. DIA is the largest airport in the United States, the second largest airport in the world behind King Fahd International Airport in Saudi Arabia. Of course, the conspiracies began shortly after the invention of the internet in the mid-1990s (the internet was invented in 1990) as most conspiracies have. [For example, layout of the runways of the airport is in the shape of a swastika. But it is the artwork on the walls that has everyone going nuts. Murals that can be viewed in the baggage claim area feature content that, according to some, feature future military oppression and a one world government like the concept of “big brother.” The most memorable of these pieces is a large green soldier of sorts with an eagle symbol on his hat, a bayonet tipped gun and a large curved sword in the other hand. Underneath the soldier are signs of poverty and distress, a woman clutching her baby and children sleeping in ruins. Viewers of the piece state that it appears to represent themes of future military oppression and a one world government. The artist of the piece, Leo Tanguma, however, claims that the mural and others like it represent man-made destruction of the environment and genocide while the people of the world come together to live in peace. The two large murals are entitled “In Peace and Harmony with Nature” and “The Children of the World Dream of Peace.” Within the Denver International Airport there is a dedication marker which is inscribed with the compasses and square associated with the Freemasons. Additionally, this marker lists two of the grand lodges of Freemasonry located in Colorado. Among all the odd decor of Denver International Airport is a statue of an open suitcase. Within this suitcase is a honed demon with its head in its hands.] This stuff is from this website if you want to read more, <a href="https://www.exploringlifesmysteries.com/denver-international-airport-conspiracy/">https://www.exploringlifesmysteries.com/denver-international-airport-conspiracy/</a> And there is more about bunkers beneath the airport, statues and other silly stuff. So, were we rewarded for all our research? No, the whole bloody airport is going through a reconstruction and the walls are covered. Next conspiracy…
We have a house exchange in Denver. Our hosts had left their car at the airport long term parking and we found it with little effort and were off to our new home. American freeways in the dark, with lots of road construction, after driving on the other side of the road for the past whenever months in Australia is a challenge. Not to worry we rocked up at our beautiful new digs and found the remote to open the garage and we were able to get inside and say wow. The house was three sizes larger than ours. In our month there we decided to move into the basement as that was large enough for us, it had a lounge, bedroom, bathroom, and a big table to do our never-ending computer work on. We never used two of the lounges upstairs or the master dining room or several of the bathrooms.
We slept in. We have a month to explore Colorado so there was no need to rush out into the high altitude. That was our first ah ha moment. Not only jetlag, then after sort of adjusting to eastern time for three days we now were in Central or is it Mountain time? Then there is the height thingy. A mile high. Cool. After a couple of trips between the basement, the main floor, the next floor up we were puffed out. I get altitude sickness at two and half thousand metres, or I came to learn of that when we were in Quito, Ecuador, 2,850 metres (9,350 ft) a few years ago. After a couple of days, we had to flee, unfortunately, we only had those couple of days to see that wonderful city. Recently when we spent a couple of weeks in Shimla, India I was fine. There the altitude is 1924.00m (6312 feet). Denver is around 1,730 metres (5,700 feet). Not quite sure why we both got puffed out more in Denver than in Shimla where we walked heaps. We drank lots of water as recommended.
Our first full day in Denver, our stay for the month was in the town of Centennial (Arapahoe County), about sixteen miles from Denver City Centre, “<em>the safest City in </em><em>Colorado</em><em> for the last eight years</em>” according to their site, <a href="http://www.centennialco.gov/">http://www.centennialco.gov/</a> Not sure as there was a school shooting while we were there, more about that later. We found the area friendly and it was easy to find what we needed. We were in a very suburbia area meaning a car-friendly area; though we did find walking trails not far from our home. We (well me in particular) excitingly found Sprouts Farmers Market, within walking distance. A giant health food store with those wonderfully high-priced products, which happily we found later at Walmart for much less. Left to my own devices I could have walked home with a suitcase of ‘health foods’, needless to say, I didn’t. We stayed home most of the next day too except to go to a nearby Target store to get photos printed. I seem to be stuck in the digital world of photos and Narda likes to print photos and put them in her diary. As we travel, we look for stores that have a photo machine that does small prints, for her book. As Narda points out, we still have family photos from many years ago (I have family photos from the early 1900s from my parents, not with me in them in the early 1900s, I am only 72) and we have lost many digital setups. So, there you go. Having both is the way to save those fleeting memories that last for hundreds of years. We worked on our projects at home; Narda’s writing diary and my online textual-photos I post on too many social sites.
On our third day we got out into the world and found a T-Mobile centre to try and sort out our phones. We found a friendly chap that not only got us a three-month card but gave us new phones with it. Not top of the range of course but they work as phones and not as computers and cameras, recording devices, navigational, and all the other useless bells and whistles that phones have. They still took photos and had navigation and all the basics, just not high quality, which all we wanted them for was as phones, and for that they were fine. Our Australian ‘high-end’ phones were still useful as cameras and computers when there was Wi-Fi.
After three days we rose from our zombie-zoned-out times and felt normal. Our friends, Frank and Kay from teaching days in Dalian, China, came to visit. The last time we saw them was in 2014 in Bagan, Myanmar, when we were also with Jean and Sean from our Dalian teaching days and who we will visit later during this trip, in Florida. They stayed for a couple of nights with us. It was fun.
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After an evening and next morning of catching up and sharing stories with our friends a bit we Frank drove us on a sight-seeing tour of some of the mountains. We went to where Buffalo Bill was buried and did some stuff and learned about cool Bill, found it all quite interesting took photos then moved on to Red Rocks Amphitheater. <a href="http://tiny.cc/b6xdcz">http://tiny.cc/b6xdcz </a><a href="http://neuage.me/2019/07/14/usa-2019/red-rocks-amphitheatre/" rel="attachment wp-att-22764"><img class="alignleft wp-image-22764 size-thumbnail" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/07/red-rocks-amphitheatre-.png?w=150" alt="" width="150" height="150" /></a>
Red Rocks Amphitheater at Morrison, Colorado, <a href="https://www.redrocksonline.com/">https://www.redrocksonline.com/</a> is the home of outdoor music on steroids. Most music stars since the early 1900s have played in the 9500-capacity arena. My personal experience here was great. We were trolling around the place looking at the music hall of fame, looking out at the view, taking too many photos when I realized I did not have my phone. (I change lenses on my camera and thought I must have set my phone down when putting the zoom on our camera) Not only did I not have my phone but my phone was one of those wallet setups that us post-millennials (decades-post…) put our credit cards, driver’s licenses, photos of ourselves or our loved ones, which ever fits in the most… in panic we all looked all over, spoke to people, left phone numbers and went off to find the best way to cancel our credit cards which of course would have stuffed us up no end. As we were walking out of Red Rocks toward our car one of the staff came running up to us and said, “<em>is this your phone</em>”. It became our Red Rocks miracle.
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Frank and Kay live in Loveland, Colorado. There are about three excellent sculpture parks in Loveland. Benson Sculpture Garden is the one we spent the most time at. Well worth the visit. Our little slide show of the sculpture garden is over at <a href="http://tiny.cc/bgydcz">http://tiny.cc/4cydcz</a>. <a href="http://neuage.me/2019/07/14/usa-2019/sculpture-garden/" rel="attachment wp-att-22768"><img class="alignleft wp-image-22768 size-thumbnail" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/07/sculpture-garden-.png?w=150" alt="" width="150" height="150" /></a>
We spent a few days, two different times at their home. They were such great tourists guides, we had experienced this in Myanmar five years earlier when they showed us around their hometown, at the time, of Yangon. We spent a day driving up into Rocky Mountain Park, and even in April there was snow on the ground. See our one-minute slideshow of this amazing area at <a href="http://tiny.cc/bgydcz">http://tiny.cc/yeydcz </a> <a href="http://neuage.me/2019/07/14/usa-2019/rocky-mountains/" rel="attachment wp-att-22767"><img class="alignleft wp-image-22767 size-thumbnail" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/07/rocky-mountains-.png?w=150" alt="" width="150" height="150" /></a>
We had a couple of down days staying at home, eating low-carb, organic, allegedly nutritional substances, walking around our area, acting out the same routine as we do back in Adelaide with our morning walk. I have a bowl of seeds, probably bird seed, but I like to think it is doing me good, have our super healthy dinner and watch Netflix series. We watched ‘After Life’ (<a href="http://tiny.cc/bgydcz">http://tiny.cc/bgydcz</a>); series created, produced, directed by, and starring Ricky Gervais. We haven’t liked too many shows that Ricky Gervais is part of, he seems to appeal to the millennials, (we rarely think he is funny) but this series was well worth the watch. I see there will be a season two so that will be what we will watch in some other part of the world. (<em>Netflix has announced it is renewing “After Life” for a six-episode season 2, which will launch in 2020. ... But now I have to make sure the second season is even better, so I'll probably have to work much harder than usual. Annoying really“ </em>said Gervais. Apr 3, 2019). We also watched ‘Hell on Wheels’, which I describe a bit below when writing about Cheyenne. Really the series to be watching when in this part of the world.
As excited as children possibly can be, we awoke 30<sup>th</sup>, April to snow. We went bananas. It may be difficult to discern, but there is snow falling in the below photo. <a href="http://neuage.me/2019/07/14/usa-2019/narda-catching-snow/" rel="attachment wp-att-22827"><img class="wp-image-22827 size-full aligncenter" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/07/narda-catching-snow-e1568198963223.jpg" alt="" width="371" height="660" /></a>I built a snowman (on the outside table) and posted the photo on Facebook. (spoiler alert, I did this photo in Photoshop)
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We found a local cinema (AMC) and the only movie that looked interesting was one about India partition; ‘Kalank’, a 2019 Indian Hindi-language period drama film set in 1945 in the pre-independence British era (<a href="http://tiny.cc/bkydcz">http://tiny.cc/bkydcz</a>). As we are going to Pakistan for a few weeks in October, originally crossing the border from India, but due to some conflict between those two we are going from Colombo, Sri Lanka, we are trying to make sense of what their beef is. The next time we visited this cinema there is a school shooting, described below, but this time we enjoyed the film. Though apparently, I fell to sleep for a portion of the movie according to Narda. But the part I saw was interesting.
We went to Loveland for our extended visit with Kay and Frank.
Cheyenne Wyoming Slideshow <a href="http://tiny.cc/ypydcz">http://tiny.cc/ypydcz</a> A lot of photos of our day in Cheyenne. <a href="http://neuage.me/2019/07/14/usa-2019/cheyenne-wyoming/" rel="attachment wp-att-22748"><img class="alignleft wp-image-22748 size-thumbnail" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/07/cheyenne-wyoming-.png?w=150" alt="" width="150" height="150" /></a>
I had wanted to go to Cheyenne since the start of this trip. A blast from the past and all. I lived there in 1974 in one of those strange moments in one’s life where we look back decades later and think, I did what? I was in a cult group; The Holy Orders of MANS, in the 1960s (I joined in Hawaii), then left in 1971 and returned in 1974 to the San Francisco centre. Bottom line, they sent me to Cheyenne as they had one of their many cult-houses there. I was in a subset of the Order called the Brown Brothers of the Holy Light. Meaning I had to wear a robe and be in that group for a year. The Brown Brothers was the celibate section of the Order, where I was sent off to, for former ‘<em>indiscretions</em>’. What was tough was walking around Cheyenne in a brown robe. People would laugh, (you are probably laughing right now), call me names and whatnot. I spent six-months in the winter of ‘74-’75 there, not very happily.
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That was then, this is now…all those celibate years later, caught up in the Me2 hype of being an appropriate male, or not.
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This year (2019) Wyoming celebrates the 150<sup>th</sup> anniversary of women’s suffrage, they were the first state to give women the right to vote along with lots of other women’s firsts:
<ul>
<li>first female governor</li>
<li>first woman in the USA appointed to public office</li>
<li>first female jurors</li>
<li>first female bailiff</li>
<li>first town, Jackson, governed entirely by women</li>
<li>first female statue with Terrell’s hands on the breast… oh wait, not the first?</li>
</ul>
If you get to Cheyenne visit the ‘The <em>Cowgirls</em> of the West <em>Museum</em><em>’</em>, what’s not to like about such a museum? <a href="http://cowgirlsofthewestmuseum.com/">http://cowgirlsofthewestmuseum.com/</a> and it is free entry. Checkout the slideshow above for shots of women in cowgirl gear, and other random pics of Cheyenne.
Cheyenne is also an early railroad hub – See the Cheyenne Depot Museum. Frank and Kay told us about the Netflix series, "<em>Hell on Wheels</em>", which is set in Cheyenne in the late 1860s and is about the construction of the First Transcontinental Railroad across the United States. Well worth the viewing if you are into historic fiction, with a bit of Hollywood. To get the lowdown of how the story goes check out, “Why is Cheyenne called the “Magic City of the Plains”? Cheyenne was called the “Magic City of the Plains” because it seemed to spring up practically overnight”. <a href="https://tinyurl.com/y2aydorc">https://tinyurl.com/y2aydorc</a> Well there, I spoiled the narrative, but still, look it up. <a href="http://neuage.me/2019/07/14/usa-2019/hell-on-wheels-season-4-truth-or-fiction/" rel="attachment wp-att-22754"><img class="alignleft wp-image-22754 size-thumbnail" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/07/hell-on-wheels-season-4-truth-or-fiction.png?w=150" alt="" width="150" height="150" /></a>
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On a trip to Denver, we took a tram around the city to get a feel for the place. On the tram I took this photo of this girl with a service dog. I couldn’t work out what was wrong with her. Where we come from a service dog is the eyes or ears for someone who does not have physical sight or hearing.
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I did not realize why this girl had this service dog until now, back home in Australia, when I was writing up our trip. We did notice a lot of people with ‘service dogs’, at airports, bus and train station. Everywhere. Wow, what was going on in the States? We did not learn until two months later when we were visiting our friends in Florida that people have ‘emotional support animals’. What?
<em>If you have an emotional disability, you can legally qualify for an ESA, short for emotional support animal. You must be certified as emotionally disabled by a psychologist, therapist, psychiatrist or other duly licensed and/or certified mental health professional.</em>
Damn! What is going on over there? We lived in the States from 2002 – 2010, and of course, I am a Yank from the get-go, though I left in 1981, for the stable sensible land of Australia and neither of us had ever heard of an ESA.
<em>All domesticated animals may qualify as an ESA (cats, dog, mice, rabbits, birds, snakes, hedgehogs, rats, mini pigs, ferrets, etc.) and they can be any age (young puppies and kittens, too!).</em>
OK folks, here is the reality. Another word for an emotional support animal is pet. Get over it. I think people were just looking for a way to get their pet onto flights for free and not have Fido stuck in the hold of the plane. Of course, I don’t have an opinion on all this but it did take us by surprise. We both felt that America is in crisis, people were more upset, insecure, paranoid, than when we lived there (during the Obama era) and now the good citizens of the USA need support animals to protect them from the harsh reality around them.
We left Frank and Kay’s about 1 pm, stopped at a thrift shop and I got a Colorado tee shirt for a dollar (big spending tourist that I am). I was looking for a cowboy shirt with a fringe. I thought it would suit me but in Denver they were around the $200 mark and I had a budget of five dollars. I want to look like a rodeo rider when I get back to Australia. Unfortunately, in months of looking in thrift shops I never found one so I will look like another elderly person riding a bike in Adelaide instead of a stud in a cowboy-rodeo shirt, on a bike.
Our favourite shop is Walmart and we did most of our shopping there. My friend, Randy, Eugene, Oregon, never went into a Walmart all his life. Principles or something. But it was our shop of choice, so much cheap crap. Now, with the mass shooting in El Paso (August 2019), I am not sure whether we would go to Walmart. And the tweets that say the owners make 11-million dollars an hour and workers $11 an hour do not make it the shop of choice. However, for the likes of us, retired, on a budget, why pay twice as much for the same thing at the local hippie organic shop?
I always have projects I am working on. I have been doing a combination of paintings/photos/text since the mid-1960s when I first started being a street-artist in New York City. My longest time in one place was in New Orleans 1968 and 1972 – 1974, though I had about the same length of time being a street artist in Adelaide (1993 – 1995). Other places have been Waikiki (1980), Baltimore (1978 – 1979) and in the mall in Washington DC (summers of 1978 and 1979). I no longer sit in streets displaying stuff but do it online on numerous sites. I was working on my ‘Thoughts in Patterns 7’ on this trip which I managed to complete and make available on Amazon as print and as an e-book. They are really ‘thoughts in travel’ with the combination of images of places we are in with thoughts embedded. Book 7 with many photos and textual impressions is at <a href="https://amzn.to/2NgoQvU">https://amzn.to/2NgoQvU </a><a href="http://neuage.me/2019/07/14/usa-2019/amazon-book-7/" rel="attachment wp-att-22744"><img class="alignleft wp-image-22744 size-thumbnail" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/07/amazon-book-7.png?w=150" alt="" width="150" height="150" /></a>
My nephew lives in Denver (his mother, my sister, lives in New York) and we visited him on a couple of occasions. We have a short photo album of Denver at <a href="https://is.gd/Vkpvyd">https://is.gd/Vkpvyd</a> <a href="http://neuage.me/2019/07/14/usa-2019/denver/" rel="attachment wp-att-22751"><img class="alignleft wp-image-22751 size-thumbnail" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/07/denver.png?w=150" alt="" width="150" height="150" /></a>
Back home in our little burb we went to the picture theatre. There was little of interest except for comic book films so the one that looked least painful to us (meaning we did not need to know a backstory or have seen a previous edition to understand it), BTW, we still didn’t understand it (Captain Marvel) but that is not what we remember about the day. Actually, now a couple of months later I have no recall of the movie but of the day. As we entered the car park, we saw many police cars, ambulances, a couple of helicopters I looked on my breaking-news app and saw that there was a shooting nearby. This photo is from the cinema door. We went into to see Captain Marvel, at this time the report stated that the shooters had not been found. We live a short distance from Columbine High School, site of the Columbine High School massacre which was commemorating the twenty-anniversary of the shooting, this week. <strong> </strong>Seven years earlier, also in Aurora, where we were seeing the movie a person went into a theatre and killed a lot of people. At the time, the attack had the largest number of casualties (82) in one shooting in modern U.S. history. <a href="http://neuage.me/2019/07/14/usa-2019/school-shooting/" rel="attachment wp-att-22846"><img class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-22846" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/07/school-shooting.jpg?w=300" alt="" width="300" height="225" /></a>
When we came out of the film, they were still reporting the incident, the people involved were in custody. As we constantly pay out Fox News, not believing anything they say, at least politically, re. climate change, etc etc, Narda wanted to meet face-to-face Fox news people. Of course, news gathers are not the same as the nut cases that fill the Fox channel with their incoherent drivel (not that I have any opinions about this fake-news media.
As we are in Littleton, we explored the town. We discovered that Littleton is a sister city to Bega, Bega is a town in the south-east of New South Wales. They have a statue of a kangaroo and their idea of Australia. <a href="http://neuage.me/2019/07/14/usa-2019/bega/" rel="attachment wp-att-22850"><img class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-22850" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/07/bega.jpg?w=300" alt="" width="300" height="119" /></a>There is even the Ned Kelly pub. <a href="http://neuage.me/2019/07/14/usa-2019/ned-kelly/" rel="attachment wp-att-22851"><img class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-22851" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/07/ned-kelly.jpg?w=103" alt="" width="103" height="300" /></a>Not having been to Bega, Australia, we cannot confirm whether these two cities are sister cities or just me2 wannabes. We had a couple of other snowy mornings, each time just a bit then gone with the sun. We found what looked like a typical USA taco joint (Taco House - 1390 W Littleton Blvd) for lunch in Littleton, not sure if they have one like it in Bega. For anyone passing through Littleton, it is a bit of a dive, though cheap, probably authentic. We both had indigestion for a while after which simply could be that we are not used to this type of cuisine or the over-saturated oiled Mexican dishes we ate.
Toward the end of our stay in the Denver area we went to Colorado Springs. Narda has an Australian nephew living there. After a visit we spent the rest of the day in the rock formations nearby, Garden of the Gods, an amazing place to wander around in. See our one minute slideshow of this area at <a href="https://bit.ly/2k5frLm">https://bit.ly/2k5frLm </a><a href="http://neuage.me/2019/07/14/usa-2019/colorado-springs/" rel="attachment wp-att-22749"><img class="alignleft wp-image-22749 size-thumbnail" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/07/colorado-springs-.png?w=150" alt="" width="150" height="150" /></a>
We also visited Suzanne, who worked with us at the school in Dalian, China. She has an amazing house built into the same type of rocks as there are tossed about at the Garden of the Gods. I had wanted to go to the top of Pikes Peak, but the road was closed due to snow or some sort of wintery mix. One of the Yank’s favourite tunes, "America the Beautiful" was put together by Katharine Lee Bates after she visited the Pikes Peak summit in 1893. Not having made it to the summit I was unable to match her creativity. This is close as we got (using our 300 mm lens). The 14,110-foot summit is visited by more people annually than any other peak in America, and it ranks as the second-most visited mountain in the world, after that one in Japan (now I am really upset I didn’t get to the top). <a href="http://neuage.me/2019/07/14/usa-2019/pikes-peak/" rel="attachment wp-att-22853"><img class="alignleft wp-image-22853 size-medium" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/07/pikes-peak-e1568200818286.jpg?w=200" alt="" width="200" height="300" /></a>
Before we left Colorado, we had another big day out with Kay and Frank. We looked at motor-homes and chose ones we would tour the world in (houses on wheels) and had lunch at a famous truck stop; Johnson’s Corner. <a href="https://www.johnsonscorner.com/">https://www.johnsonscorner.com/</a> “<em>Retro American diner & travel plaza opened in 1952 serving classic comfort food & cinnamon rolls.”</em> In 1995, Johnson's Corner was a location for the Hollywood <em>movie</em> “Larger than Life,” starring <em>Bill Murray</em><em>,</em> Matthew McConaughey. The film was financially and critically unsuccessful. Not to worry the restaurant was good.
We not only had a large beautiful house but a good van to explore the Denver area with. This is why we love house exchanges; we get to live as if we were locals. So far, we have spent time in Denmark (six-weeks in the beautiful town of Ringkøbing), Spain (Noja), Berlin, a few places in the Netherlands, with many more coming up; two more Netherlands, a few in the UK, France and lots in the planning. We still do a lot of Airbnb. After nineteen years of travelling we have just begun, there is so much more to experience.
This was an especially easy place for us, our hosts left their car at the airport and we left it there again at the end. How easy is that? Again, I had hoped to find all the conspiracy images at Denver Airport but due to remodelling the walls were still covered. Obviously in preparation for a future alien invasion. We had an easy time through security – even got through with a few pounds over our fifty-pound suitcase limit.
My little special treatment for each flight; can’t go through the security scan because of my defibrillator/pacemaker thingy. They should let me choose which person gets to frisk me. ‘I will take that lady there please…the agent with the red stilettos, & the USA flag tattooed on her thigh …’ bloody ‘me-too’ movement put the kibosh on that didn’t they?
We arrived Newark at 1 pm with a six-hour layover on the way to Albany, New York. We had recently changed our Chase credit card to a different one, same United points setup, but about $50 a year cheaper than their other card. With it we get priority boarding which is great in the States. Unbelievable you Yanks. In Australia, as well as with international flights we get seven-kilos carry on. This includes all carry on, camera bag, computer bag, and all the other crap we drag around the planet that has to be at our beck and call at any moment (well me, I need a computer and our Nikon, and zoom plus other lenses, always, Narda seems content with just a Kindle and a passport – wow how thrifty) but in the States? Wow! Firstly, there does not seem to be a weight limit, secondly the size is close to a regular suitcase, plus the extra bag is equal to a large backpack. Then there are the service pets that the Yanks need to comfort themselves in these trying times. I have seen people barely able to lift their suitcases. This all makes it very difficult to get bags into the overhead once on the plane if there are a lot getting on first. Priority boarding put us up right behind the first-class suckers (no jealously intended). They also now wave foreign transaction fees (which has been costly in the past), give us free luggage check-in (saving $30/bag) and the other fantastic ‘reward’ with our new Chase card was that we had a free hangout in a United First-Class lounge, Over in the A section where you enter through security, near gates 27, 26. Newark Liberty International Airport, as you would know, is the worst airport in America, and is only 16 spots shy of being the worst airport in the world. It must be true, the report (study) is on the internet - <a href="https://njersy.co/2U0BIYu">https://njersy.co/2U0BIYu</a>. Not to worry, we had the United Lounge thanks to Chase. It was wonderful; good soup, the cheddar broccoli was fantastic, lots of finger foods, salads, free alcohol (pity I stopped all alcohol in 2005, and Narda only had one glass of wine, now Narda is sleepy, but just the thought of unlimited alcohol made me a bit drunk with memories of when and why I don’t anymore), juices, coffee and on and on, good Wi-Fi, comfy seats. I was obviously a bogan (an Australian term, look it up) in the wrong setting but who cares? I had my stuff spread all over; computer mixed with food and drinks; clothing scattered about… Life is good. After six-hours we had to leave our natural habitat and go sit with the riffraff, waiting for our flight to the world-class-cosmopolitan city of Albany, New York.
At Albany Airport we rented a car for the week. Albany is an important place in our world. We lived there 2002 – 2006, teaching at Albany Academy for Girls and Albany Academy for Boys. That was a neat gig; Narda was the chair of performing arts and I was the chair of technology, for both schools. We even shared a small office; two chairs living the life. I also taught part time at the State University of Albany and at Russell Sage College, Troy. We were in the area for those years to look after my father who was in his late 90s (he hung out until he was 102 - <a href="https://neuage.org/100">https://neuage.org/100</a>) I grew up (well, made a grand try of it) nearby in the town of Clifton Park, leaving there in 1964 when I was 17 to explore the world. The farm I grew up on is below, that is my brother and me on the barn roof. I think this was taken early 1960s. Now route nine is four lanes and the farm is all concrete with Cracker Barrel exactly sitting where our house once did. As usual when in this area we ate at Cracker Barrel and as usual I thought about what a change in sixty-years. Where I used to live I now eat – not so unusual – though in this case it is. Cracker Barrel is one of the few chain restaurants we go to. Not expensive and a good feed, especially when one is a vegetarian and the other eats roadkill.
[caption id="attachment_22855" align="alignleft" width="300"]<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/07/14/usa-2019/farm-from-air-2/" rel="attachment wp-att-22855"><img class="size-medium wp-image-22855" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/07/farm-from-air-1.jpg?w=300" alt="" width="300" height="277" /></a> Route Nine, Clifton Park, New York in the 1950s[/caption]
We went to Oneonta, to visit my sister and her family for a couple of days. She is a very talented artist (<a href="https://omordah.com/">https://omordah.com/</a>). Narda sang with Susan’s dog Kota,
The Dog Whisper (video) <a href="https://bit.ly/2kq3dNO">https://bit.ly/2kq3dNO</a>
<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/07/14/usa-2019/dog-whisper/" rel="attachment wp-att-22752"><img class="alignleft wp-image-22752 size-thumbnail" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/07/dog-whisper-.png?w=150" alt="" width="150" height="150" /></a>we talked about our lives, explored the Oneonta area had lunch at some nifty cafe then drove back to our Airbnb in Clifton Park. We like going to this part of the world, having bought two one-hundred year old houses and renovating them <a href="https://neuage.org/house">https://neuage.org/house</a> in the boutique historic town of Round Lake, New York. Returning to one’s childhood stomping grounds is a mind twister. I left when I was 16-17 years old, came back over the years to visit my parents in the 1960s, a few times in the 1970s, twice in the 1980s (once as a single parent with two children in tow; age six-months and two and half), 1992 (again with children following along), then not again until Narda and I moved there in 2002. As all places it has changed in my seventy years back and forth. Lots of suburbs, shopping centres, freeways. I grew up on a farm; they don’t seem to exist anymore. Clifton Park was established in the 17th century and named in 1707, not really a new burb. I went to Shenedehowa Central School. When I started in 1954, there were 1700 students for the whole school now there are more than 9800 students spread over a few campuses. Just an example of the growth of this area. Where I grew up there is a shopping centre. When I lived there Clifton Park had one small general store, the church I got dragged to for many years, and two pubs. The cemetery is there, though a bit shaggy. We went and saw my father’s, mother’s, and brother’s grave. There were several people raking up leaves. A couple of people remembered my parents and one fellow remembers my mum as his elementary school teacher in the early 1950s at the old school on Cemetery Road, just a hundred metres from the cemetery.
We sold our houses in Round Lake a few years ago. In our large house the new owners found a box of stuff I had left behind. Instead of tossing the content they wrote me so we went to visit and collect the box of stuff that should have been tossed. There were a lot of records from the early 1900s. I kept two for us and two for my son who likes to mix tunes in his studio back in Melbourne. This happened to us the last time we were there, a couple of years ago, several boxes of stuff we didn’t really want in the first place were waiting for us. Stuff that was more than a hundred-years old. Stuff that was never meant to be dragged across the world then down-under to Australia, but I did. More boxes in the shed laying in the trenches for declutter day. Or as I recently said to my son, good luck when we die sorting out our stuff. Of course, Narda and I know everything will be sent off to landfill. Four sons, no collectors. Where have we failed.
This has been another one of those ‘catching up’ trips. Everywhere we go. To add to our list we had dinner with several of Narda’s teaching mates from Albany Academy. By the end of the trip we would have caught up with six from our teaching days in China (in Denver, Colorado Springs, and in Florida), four from upstate New York, everyone Narda taught with during her five-years at St Lukes in NYC, as well as friends of mine since high school in the mid-1960s. As well as my sister and family, Narda’s sons, and other once-have-known people. A lot has to do with Facebook, keeping up with folks.
We also met an old fellow probably well into his 90s at De Voe's Rainbow Orchard, there on Route Nine, Clifton Park, who remembers my father. DeVoe’s has been around since 1931. My father used to pick fruit since it opened. I used to pick fruit there too; apples and strawberries that I remember, in the 1950s and early 1960s. When we lived in the area 2002 – 2005 we used to go there for our fruit and vegetables. If you are in the area, get off the Northway (the freeway between Montreal and New York City) Exit 9, Clifton Park and go up Route 9 – it is right before Walmart. Tell them Terrell and Narda said hi.
By 26<sup>th</sup> May it was time to head toward our next adventure. We dropped off the rental car at Albany Airport and got a Lyft to the Albany/Rensselaer train station for the ride to DC. It stops for a change in NYC and got us to DC at 8.30 pm where Narda’s son, Chris, collected us. Amtrak is a better train than the Overland. We took the Overland from Adelaide to Melbourne recently (722 Kilometres) and the eleven-hour ride was good but there is no Wi-Fi, or electric outlets. Amtrak to DC from Albany (600 Kilometres) took about seven hours and we had Wi-Fi and we could charge our laptops. However, the Overland provided us with good meals, ( we paid extra for that) and the seats, though old, are comfortable with a lot of leg room. We love trains everywhere. The ride along the Hudson from Albany to NYC is great. We used to love taking that train in the winter when it was snowing.
The day after we got to DC we went to the Memorial Day Parade (see our one minute slideshow) <a href="https://bit.ly/2kCjmPY">https://bit.ly/2kCjmPY </a>
<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/07/14/usa-2019/memorial-day-parade-2/" rel="attachment wp-att-22865"><img class="alignleft wp-image-22865 size-thumbnail" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/07/memorial-day-parade-1-1.png?w=150" alt="" width="150" height="150" /></a>The parade seemed a bit boring with mainly high school bands but still worth the watch. We walked many hours, following the parade and wandering around DC. There are many things that make DC amazing. One is Rock Creek that goes through the district. It was a ten-minute walk from Chris and Jessica’s house where we were staying to the creek. The park was created by an Act of Congress in 1890. It was only the third national park established by the U.S., following Yellowstone in 1872 and Mackinac National Park in 1875. Three-year old Liam would ride his bike alongside us, and it became almost a daily walk. One can be in nature, on a wooded trail following a mountain stream then be walking or bike riding to the White House, Capitol, museums all in a very short space of time.
<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/07/14/usa-2019/stu-liam-jessica-narda-rock-creek/" rel="attachment wp-att-22802"><img class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-22802" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/07/stu-liam-jessica-narda-rock-creek.jpg?w=300" alt="" width="300" height="200" /></a>
Narda, Liam, Jessica, and Stuart at Rock Creek on one of our frequent walks.
Here is our one-minute slideshow of Rock Creek Park Sunday Walk. <a href="https://bit.ly/2lZzoUq">https://bit.ly/2lZzoUq</a>
<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/07/14/usa-2019/rock-creek-park-sunday-walk/" rel="attachment wp-att-22766"><img class="alignleft wp-image-22766 size-thumbnail" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/07/rock-creek-park-sunday-walk-.png?w=150" alt="" width="150" height="150" /></a>We spent a week living with Chris, Liam and Jessica, going to museums, to the capitol, and generally wandered about.
See our slideshow for the Smithsonian Museums, Smithsonian Museums <a href="https://bit.ly/2lCwHrP">https://bit.ly/2lCwHrP</a>
<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/07/14/usa-2019/smithsonian-museums/" rel="attachment wp-att-22769"><img class="alignleft wp-image-22769 size-thumbnail" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/07/smithsonian-museums-.png?w=150" alt="" width="150" height="150" /></a>Brendan, Narda’s son teaching in Pakistan, arrived on the third of June and we went to collect him at the airport. On the sixth the rest of the family arrived from Australia; Stuart (making the third son to be present in DC), Narda’s ex-husband and his wife. Narda’s birthday was on the eighth, making this her favourite birthday of all time: three sons, two husbands and a grandson. A couple of days later was Chris’ 40<sup>th</sup> birthday, the reason we are all in DC. We had Brendan’s 40<sup>th</sup> birthday in Phnom Penh a couple of years ago (we went to that and so did Stuart and the other husband), the next 40<sup>th</sup> will be my son, who lives in Melbourne. We haven’t sorted what to do for that yet. Stuart wants to have his 40<sup>th</sup> in Bali in a couple of years. Fact being, Narda and I may be getting old.
We drove Brendan to Union Station so he could catch a bus to Pittsburgh for a few days visiting a friend. Being near the capitol building we thought we would just park the car nearby and go catch a senate hearing. Life seems so simple before having a clue that there could be more than the original idea. Any original idea. Firstly, we were unable to find a place to park, obviously, and carparks looked expensive, and we saw a few tow trucks sneaking around looking for customers – like our car, so we just kept going away from the capitol. Going up Third Street or Third Avenue, not sure which now, we noticed it looked quite residential and folks were street parking with no meters or harassing signs to tell them to piss off. On Rhode Island and Third we shoved the car into a spot and headed out. As we needed a toilet (bathroom to the Yanks) and there were no shops anywhere within sight we saw a bus stop and thought that a random bus ride would get us to some place of relief. Along came bus number 96 and we got on having no idea where to. We have always enjoyed random bus rides in various cities and where this was going, we didn’t care as long as we saw a shopping centre or public loo along the way. Lo and behold the bus wound around hither and thither ending at Union Station, right where we had left Brendan a couple of hours earlier and a couple of blocks to the Capitol. The Hill and all that. Can’t recall but I think we found a loo which was our original mission – no doubt at Union Station.
There were long lines everywhere in the visitor’s centre, except at the international desk. We showed our Australian Driver Licenses and became our own little line, getting into the senate with seats to spare. Sucked in Yanks, waiting in lines. Apparently, if you are from the US of A you need to get a note from your representative, we don’t have one because we are foreigners.<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/07/14/usa-2019/house-of-rep-card/" rel="attachment wp-att-22790"><img class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-22790" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/07/house-of-rep-card.jpg?w=300" alt="" width="300" height="225" /></a>
Well, I am a duel citizen but we didn’t tell them. As long as I keep my mouth shut no one knows that I am from these woods. It was all quite boring as there was a vote being held on some person or the other taking on some position on some committee. The vote was in the 80s or 90s for and only 8 or nine against, so everyone seemed to like the dude. We got to see Chuck Schumer who we favour and Mitch McConnell (Moscow Mitch) whom we don’t. If we had done it all correctly, we would have gone to the Congress chambers. AOC, Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez, was there and they had a big vote about The Dreamers thing that has been in the news for quite some time. AOC, is my hero in politics at the moment.
We easily found the bus back to where we had parked, and that was our day on The Hill.
As Chris and Jessica’s house is so full we were lucky that we could get an Airbnb two houses away from them for a couple of weeks. We still spent most of the day together but how many family members fit into a three-bedroom house? Chris and Jessica were working on making their basement into an Airbnb while we were there, it is finished now, so if you want a great place at a great price a block from bus service, not far to DC central with all their buildings and the metro to everywhere, let us know. We have a good connection to help you out.
On Narda’s birthday we found that there was a gay parade so we went to see floats and folks dressed up. As it started rather late in the day we were there for only a bit and did not see much as we were all going to dinner for the birthday girl. This was good for lots of reasons for Narda. From 2002 – 2015 we were overseas (from Australia) on her birthday with only me around. Since being back in Australia we have had a few birthdays with her family though not with all her sons since 2001.
<h2><a name="_Toc15389103"></a>Birthdays</h2>
Birthdays are why we are here, not just us as humans on planet earth, we the visitors for family birthdays in Washington DC. One could say the main event was Chris’ 40<sup>th</sup> birthday. Or we could say the main event was Narda’s 65<sup>th</sup>. Or are we here to celebrate Father’s Day in the USA? (Father’s Day is in September in Australia). Or are we all here just to groove? Nonetheless, Narda’s birthday was first, not first as she is the oldest ever, but first on the list of celebrations. 8<sup>th</sup> of June. After twenty-years of gift giving I was having a difficult time finding the best next thing. Fortunately, in Denver, Kay and Frank had a nifty wine bottle top that chirped. (ChirpyTop Wine Pourer) Kay got me one and I was able to keep it hidden for a month in my bag. (they have some over at Amazon, so when you are purchasing one of my books and need a chirping wine pourer go to <a href="https://amzn.to/2lMfpZc">https://amzn.to/2lMfpZc</a>) <a href="http://neuage.me/2019/07/14/usa-2019/wine-bottle-bird-top/" rel="attachment wp-att-22864"><img class="alignleft size-full wp-image-22864" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/07/wine-bottle-bird-top.jpg" alt="" width="217" height="300" /></a>Nothing unusual about that except Narda is always repacking my bag and for a month I was constantly rushing to pack my bag. She thought I was taking responsibility for my packing, ha ha, the month is over. I always get her an Amazon voucher for her birthday and she buys books for her Kindle all year with it, so it was good to have something to go along with the usual. Of course, Narda’s best-ever birthday was because she had her three sons together. And a couple of husbands. One of Narda’s sons is a pastor and the previous Sunday (my rare times I go to church – with Narda to see her son) one of his congregation, thinking I was Chris’ father, made a mention of something and I said, ‘oh, that is her other husband’. So Narda’s three sons, her ex and his wife, Chris’ wife and the grandkid, Liam, Narda and me went for a walk along the beautiful Rock Creek that flows through DC, and in the evening went out for a great birthday dinner.
Narda’s three children, (Chris, Stu, Brendan) not such children now, watching the Adelaide Crows in a rare win early one morning DC time, evening game time in Adelaide. Or perhaps they were watching something else, as they have wine glasses, so maybe not early in the morning. Though I did see them with their father, Peter, one morning, five am, glued to the telly watching a Crow’s game.<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/07/14/usa-2019/chris-stu-bren-lounge-lizards/" rel="attachment wp-att-22782"><img class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-22782" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/07/chris-stu-bren-lounge-lizards.jpg?w=300" alt="" width="300" height="200" /></a>
Narda and I moved into the neighbour’s Airbnb leaving a crowded house for the others. It is great, we have meals together and spend the day tromping around DC. The Aussie males had a great first morning in DC, arriving Saturday, on Narda’s birthday; Stuart, Peter and Marion were just in time to watch the Adelaide Crows game that was being played Friday evening in Adelaide along with Chris and Brendan. And to make everyone happy the Crows won. In my Australian family the Crow’s situation makes the weekend around us. Narda and I are not really fans, though we went to a game once. There are two teams in Adelaide: Port Adelaide and the Adelaide Crows. Narda’s family are Crow supporters except for Chris who favours a team in Victoria. Funny how wins and losses can affect a family for a couple of days, and it spreads all the way to Pakistan. If the Crows lose, which they seem to do often, we can hear the groans all the way up to Pakistan with Brendan expressing his grief. I suppose it is like the Yankees and the Mets in New York. Being a New Yorker, I grew up liking the Yankees and even though I no longer follow professional baseball in the USA I still would be a Yankee fan if I were a fan of baseball at all.
By the 10<sup>th</sup> of June we were all settled for Chris’ 40<sup>th</sup> birthday. We had a nice family gathering at a Mexican place in town, and then on the following weekend, a party a block away at a pub that was decorated for us and Chris’ friends. All fun and party!!! As is always the case, Narda and I left and were home and asleep before ten, probably before nine thirty.
As it was the end of the school year, we all toddled off to watch Liam graduate from preschool in full graduation drag. They sure won’t do such a production in Australia. The excited family (Narda, Stuart, Brendan, Peter (ex), Chris, Jessica, Marian (ex’s wife) watching the event of the year with Liam expressing excitement beyond belief.<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/07/14/usa-2019/liam-graduation/" rel="attachment wp-att-22794"><img class="alignleft wp-image-22794 size-large" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/07/liam-graduation.jpg?w=750" alt="" width="750" height="208" /></a>
I spent a couple of days wandering around DC on my own. One show I particularly liked was <em>THE DAILY SHOW WITH TREVOR NOAH</em> PRESENTS:
THE DONALD J. TRUMP PRESIDENTIAL TWITTER LIBRARY See the Washington Post on this at <a href="http://tiny.cc/46eybz">http://tiny.cc/46eybz </a><a href="http://neuage.me/2019/07/14/usa-2019/me-at-trump-twitter-show/" rel="attachment wp-att-22796"><img class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-22796" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/07/me-at-trump-twitter-show.jpg?w=168" alt="" width="168" height="300" /></a>
<strong><a href="http://neuage.me/2019/07/14/usa-2019/trevor-noel-show/" rel="attachment wp-att-22873"><img class="alignleft wp-image-22873 size-thumbnail" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/07/trevor-noel-show.png?w=150" alt="" width="150" height="150" /></a>17 June Monday</strong>
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<li>Chris drove Narda, Stu, and me to Union Station –we took Washington Express Bus to NYC arrived 2.45 pm</li>
<li>When at Penn Station realized I had left my phone on the bus – will collect tomorrow at bus stop where we were left off</li>
<li>A train to 59<sup>th</sup> street D train to 161<sup>st</sup> – met Brendan and my friend from the 1960s at Yankee Stadium – bus to flat in the Bronx</li>
<li>Grocery shopping and eating at Chipotles</li>
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<strong>18 June Tuesday </strong>
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<li>walked around in the rain –</li>
<li>met bus collected my phone –</li>
<li>NYC slideshow, <a href="http://tiny.cc/aoiybz">http://tiny.cc/aoiybz</a><a href="http://neuage.me/2019/07/14/usa-2019/yankees/" rel="attachment wp-att-22774"><img class="alignleft wp-image-22774 size-thumbnail" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/07/yankees.png?w=150" alt="" width="150" height="150" /></a></li>
<li>To Court Deli, restaurant, Bronx with all of us and Marta – baseball game in the evening one hour delayed rain – left after 7 innings – to bed 11.45</li>
<li>Yankees Slideshow, <a href="http://tiny.cc/xuiybz">http://tiny.cc/xuiybz</a><a href="http://neuage.me/2019/07/14/usa-2019/yankees/" rel="attachment wp-att-22774"><img class="alignleft wp-image-22774 size-thumbnail" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/07/yankees.png?w=150" alt="" width="150" height="150" /></a></li>
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The Washington Express Bus is cheap, $30, takes about 3.5 hours, has Wi-Fi, power points, and comfortable seats. I was so comfortable that I left my phone on the bus, rang them as soon as we discovered I didn’t have a phone on me (minutes – such is the importance of always being connected) but the bus had already left and they said come back the next day. Sure enough the driver had found my phone and once again I felt whole. Not that I lose stuff (every day)… outside of my phone at Red Rock Amphitheatre, Denver, a month earlier but I sort of left my laptop on the same bus company a year and a half earlier. We discovered so when we had gotten settled at Chris and Jessica’s house in December 2017. At midnight we drove to their depot in the back blocks of Jersey City, recovered the wandering computer, and got back home intact hours later. No point in going re. other items gone astray (some returned) over the years, suffice to say, Washington Express Bus is a good company.
Our flat in Bronx. OMG. Narda puts a lot of effort in finding us places to park. NYC was pretty much booked full due to gay month or some such gathering. Brendan was at a conference at Columbia University for this week, sent there by the American School of Lahore, so Narda was tasked with finding a place not too far. Brooklyn was too far, Manhattan too expensive and the Bronx, just right. The Goldie Locks of burbs; close enough to Columbia, affordable, transportation, local Bronx vibe. The apartment was a bit small, two small bedrooms, Narda suggested the boys could share one room and sleep foot to head. Of course, why not, the girls do (age 5 and 7) when we go camping in our caravan. Brendan took the coach, Stu the small bedroom and we took the master suite, meaning there was enough room to turn around in. We had a small, one person could fit, kitchen. And the lounge was large enough for us to sit in when Brendan wasn’t sleeping. Across the street was the local ambulance centre, 8 – 10 ambulances about the place when they weren’t sounding their sirens and roaming the Bronx. Next to our four-storey building were 25 storey projects, blocks of them. Being summer, the locals were sitting in front of the projects playing loud foreign Bronx music, until when, I don’t know, once the earplugs were in deep enough I could hear them but eventually would go to sleep, by morning it was qui except for the usual sirens, babies crying, dogs barking – just like in those TV detective shows. We, being fearless, would walk the fifteen minutes to the nearest subway, which was at Yankee Stadium. Even at night. We were the token whites for the hood, and everyone ignored us. We had a key lock outside of the building to leave the front door and our apartment door key in. One evening, Stuart had gone home earlier than us, and the keys were not in the ‘secure-keylock box’. Poor fellow had to wait quite some time for us. Narda rang the Airbnb owner who did not seem alarmed and said she thought she knew who would have it. Considering we each had a laptop (mine was one day old, Narda’s a couple of months old – both expensive) and our passports, money, etc were all inside, we were not impressed. Eventually someone let us in and we were all highly annoyed.
Growing up in New York, of course, I was a Yankees fan. My long-time friend, Marta, a Yankee fan, suggested we catch up at a game. The last time we had a quick breakfast with her when driving through Poughkeepsie, New York, a couple of years earlier. We have known one another since the mid-1960s, when she was my brother’s girlfriend and we try to catch up when we can. A few years ago, she wrote a book on my brother, which I was fortunate enough to contribute to. ‘<em>The Art and Life of Robert J. Adsit’</em> (<a href="https://martawaterman.com/">https://martawaterman.com/</a>).
Narda and her two sons, Brendan and Stuart, had never been to a baseball game. I had stopped following baseball after my son, Leigh, pitcher the for the LA Dodgers, died in 2003 (a couple of weeks after turning 20), and for me this was closer to watch a game again. Since the age of ten, Leigh said he would play for the Yankees when he grew up, and he never got far enough in life to fulfil his goal.
We met Marta at a well-known eatery (I forgot the name) a block from the stadium. We were all excited. It was raining and we were worried the game would be stopped. Our tickets were the next to the last row at the top. Marta had said this was the best place as it was undercover in case it rained. Lucky us, the section in front of us, seats being in the $150 range were wet, our seats were $28 and dry. The game started at 8 pm instead of seven, after the rain stopped. Narda and I forgot to bring jumpers and getting cold we went to the stadium shop and found the cheapest jumpers, $75. In the future we forget about the cost and remember the experience. Well this is three-months later, I have the jumper on now, and still remember the cost. The Yankees were doing well, there were some homeruns, and we were all very happy. By 11 pm there were still a few innings to go, we were tired, Marta had a long way to go home to Woodstock, New York, so we left and discovered the next day the Yankees had won. If you would like to share the photos of our one-minute slideshow see them at <a href="http://tiny.cc/2kt2bz">http://tiny.cc/2kt2bz</a><a href="http://neuage.me/2019/07/14/usa-2019/yankees-2/" rel="attachment wp-att-22877"><img class="wp-image-22877 size-full aligncenter" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/07/yankees.jpg" alt="" width="660" height="371" /></a><a href="http://neuage.me/2019/07/14/usa-2019/yankees/" rel="attachment wp-att-22774"><img class="alignleft wp-image-22774 size-thumbnail" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/07/yankees.png?w=150" alt="" width="150" height="150" /></a>
We spent the rest of the week wandering NYC. I got to tell Brendan and Stuart stories from when I was a hippie in NYC in the mid-1960s; about 1963 – 1967, before I wandered on down to Florida, New Orleans and finally to California and Oregon ending the 1960s in Waikiki. (I saw myself as a beatnik at the time instead of the commercial hippie label). Whether everyone wanted to hear my stories or not they got them. I even got to show them St Mark’s Church on East 10th Street where I read poetry with famous poets such as Alan Ginsburg in a 1965 Fast for Peace reading. St Mark’s Place (East 8<sup>th</sup> street) was my stomping grounds in the 1960s and on the top of my list of places to see again and to show the family.
In her 400-year history of St. Mark's Place (<a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/St._Marks_Is_Dead"><em>St. Marks Is Dead</em></a>), <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ada_Calhoun">Ada Calhoun</a> called the street "like superglue for fragmented identities" and wrote that "the street is not for people who have chosen their lives ... [it] is for the wanderer, the undecided, the lonely, and the promiscuous." <strong><em>St. Marks Is Dead: The Many Lives of America’s Hippest Street. </em></strong>
<h3>22 June Saturday</h3>
‘A’ train to JFK to Florida arrived 7 pm, dinner at airport – Lyft to Lawrence’s.
Lawrence is our last house exchange for this three-month trip. We taught with Lawrence in China. He was a principal at our school. Lawrence helped me set up one of my most fun-filled positions at any school. I put together an inhouse television station. See sample of DAISlive at <a href="https://bit.ly/2ltar3z">https://bit.ly/2ltar3z</a><a href="http://neuage.me/2019/07/14/usa-2019/daislive-2/" rel="attachment wp-att-22878"><img class="alignleft wp-image-22878 size-thumbnail" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/07/daislive-1.png?w=150" alt="" width="150" height="150" /></a> I still have Lawrence’s greenscreen and lights, they are in the shed for our little video studio that we use to make silly movies with the grandchildren. We spent a couple of weeks at Lawrence’s home. Because Lawrence belonged to the local country club nearby, we did a daily swim in a very warm pool. Our only mishap was when Narda picked up a hitchhiker – a tick, as we walked along the lakefront amongst the grass instead of going around on the road. This is the view from Lawrence’s backyard. I pulled out the tick (the photo has been censored, in other words, Narda doesn’t want me to share it with you – the tick waving from Narda’s leg), we put it in a jar, with its little antennas gyrating furiously, we went off to the nearest emergency room. Just to be sure we did not pick up Lyme disease, also known as Lyme borreliosis, an infectious disease caused by a bacterium named Borrelia which is spread by these little buggers. We spent a good fifteen minutes at the hospital, the nurse looked at it, the doctor looked at it, prescribed an antibiotic, she did not want to see the still dancing tick in the jar, and, I watched the clock, spent a whooping five-minutes with the patient, Narda. The next person came in with the bill for us to pay on the spot. $1500. OK, we are insured but hey that is a bit rich. We were told the doctor bill would come separate, and it did, a few weeks later, $950. OMG! What a corrupt system the US medical institution is. If you have a calculator handy, let’s say the doctor sees 5 people an hour at about a thousand each, times five hours a day for a four-day week…. Gee, a new Bentley every month.
[caption id="attachment_22860" align="aligncenter" width="660"]<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/07/14/usa-2019/florida-backyard/" rel="attachment wp-att-22860"><img class="wp-image-22860 size-full" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/07/florida-backyard.jpg" alt="Behind Lawrence's house - our daily walk to the gym " width="660" height="440" /></a> Behind Lawrence's house - our daily walk to the gym[/caption]
Around the lake there is a lot of wildlife. We heard that there was even a bear and a cub or two, but we didn’t see them. We did see deer that came up to the house and lots of birds that visited.
<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/07/14/usa-2019/crane/" rel="attachment wp-att-22785"><img class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-22785" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/07/crane.jpg?w=300" alt="" width="300" height="200" /></a>Our first trip was to the Cape Canaveral Coast <a href="https://bit.ly/2kgCbs6">https://bit.ly/2kgCbs6</a> <a href="http://neuage.me/2019/07/14/usa-2019/cape-canvieral/" rel="attachment wp-att-22881"><img class="wp-image-22881 size-thumbnail alignleft" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/07/cape-canvieral.png?w=150" alt="" width="150" height="150" /></a> We enjoyed our newish Mercedes, quite a luxury compared to the tug we drive back in Australia, Billy, who pulls our caravan, Holiday, around various destinations in Australia.
<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/07/14/usa-2019/narda-in-mercedes/" rel="attachment wp-att-22799"><img class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-22799" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/07/narda-in-mercedes.jpg?w=300" alt="" width="300" height="200" /></a>We had set out early in the morning having seen online that there was a space thingy launch. After finding a good spot along the coast someone passing by said it had been scrubbed. Nevertheless, we went to Cape Canaveral then on to Coco Beach which advertisements claimed to be one of the more famous/beautiful beaches, in the universe? Living in Australia, beaches everywhere, and having been on beaches on several Hawaii islands, as well as beaches in Cambodia, Vietnam, Thailand and lots of other places, we were excited to go to a ‘must put on your bucket list’ that we saw advertised in many places. Wow what a dump. Sorry, just first and only impression. We went to their idea of a fancy pier, ‘<em>It's Not Just a Day at the Beach, It's the Ultimate Beach Adventure! A historic landmark on Florida's Space Coast, the world-famous Westgate </em><em>Cocoa Beach Pier</em> ...’ Really? Last year we were at the Brighton Pier in the UK. Now there is a pier. We trotted out to the end of the pier; overpriced restaurants, wannabe pubs, generations XYZ struggling to look relevant. Nothing special. Nevertheless, I quickly added it to my bucket list so that I could cross it out. On the way to the coast is the beautiful Manatee Sanctuary Park, located at 701 Thurm Blvd. It is a 10-acre park that is set on the Banana River.
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There is a boardwalk that goes along the water, with observation areas. A much better place to go than Coco Beach, which perhaps had its day, decades ago, but is tattered and wobbly now.<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/07/14/usa-2019/cocobeach-pier/" rel="attachment wp-att-22859"><img class="wp-image-22859 size-medium alignleft" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/07/cocobeach-pier-e1568283959521.jpg?w=200" alt="" width="200" height="300" /></a>
Lawrence’s daughter was still at home. Lawrence and the rest of his family were in Russia on a visit. She is attending her second year at University of Central Florida. It is the first time we have ever been in an exchanged home with someone still there. But what a lovely young person. Young people could take lessons from her in social skills. Perhaps growing up in Russia makes a difference. Having an academic family (mother has a school in Moscow that she can run from anywhere online; Lawrence has been a principal at a few international schools, and they are both teaching in Orlando.) She shared some meals with us (being a vegan was the first compatible thing) and was always willing to listen to us, something few people would do – respect us old tarts. She showed us around her university and gave advice of places to visit. Her name is Sasha, my son’s name is Sacha – and his mother is Russian so that was interesting. She also drives a new Subaru Outback, the same as my Sacha in Melbourne, same colour too. That is where the similarity stops, though Sacha is a hard working determined young person (well not quit so young – edging 40) and Sasha (maybe 20) is extremely determined, talking about what she wants to do her masters in, something mathematical and beyond our brain space. An example, we went away for a few days, coming home on the eve of the 4<sup>th</sup> of July, party time for most Americans, got home about eleven pm and she was at the kitchen table studying for an upcoming test. A young person not covered in tattoos, or on drugs, that values education above all and that had the time and patience for the likes of us. I didn’t know they still made them.
[caption id="attachment_22801" align="aligncenter" width="750"]<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/07/14/usa-2019/sasha-at-usf/" rel="attachment wp-att-22801"><img class="size-large wp-image-22801" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/07/sasha-at-usf.jpg?w=750" alt="" width="750" height="500" /></a> Sasha at USF[/caption]
Slideshow for Orlando, Disney Springs, <a href="https://youtu.be/eg4iZ-DXhF8">https://youtu.be/eg4iZ-DXhF8</a>
[caption id="attachment_22888" align="alignleft" width="150"]<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/07/14/usa-2019/orlando-disney-springs/" rel="attachment wp-att-22888"><img class="wp-image-22888 size-thumbnail" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/07/orlando-disney-springs.png?w=150" alt="" width="150" height="150" /></a> Orlando disney springs[/caption]
We were not interested in Disney crap, which is what this area is all about. “<em>Orlando, Florida, had 75 million visitors last year as the theme park mecca continued to be the most visited destination in the United States</em>” Why? What is wrong with humans? OK, so I did take my kids to Disneyland in LA (twice) during my single-parent days, but that is because my friend Daniel Bushnell, who we were visiting (1985 & 1992) talked me into it. Suffice to say that Narda and I did not have interest in going to such an overrated overpriced thingy. Saying all that, Sasha recommended going to Disney Springs, which is a bit like a free Disneyland without the silliness. We even took one of their free buses to some Disney village place and back. There were OK restaurants there and lots of children wearing Disney hats, and their parents too.<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/07/14/usa-2019/disney-day-pass/" rel="attachment wp-att-22787"><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-22787" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/07/disney-day-pass.jpg" alt="" width="539" height="112" /></a>We took two more road trips. One to St. Augustine / Daytona Beach and the other to the west coast, see here for a one-minute or so, slideshow of our trip to <a href="http://neuage.me/2019/07/14/usa-2019/groveland/" rel="attachment wp-att-22890"><img class="alignleft wp-image-22890 size-thumbnail" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/07/groveland.png?w=150" alt="" width="150" height="150" /></a> and west coast of Florida, <a href="https://bit.ly/2lCu1dy">https://bit.ly/2lCu1dy</a>
This picture, is the result of a very long trip in my world. I left home in 1964, before I turned 17. I had a few mishaps/missteps in life back in Clifton Park, New York / Shenendehowa Central School. Suffice to say that I left before completing tenth grade, not that I was doing well, I was a terrible student and the only subject that I passed was band. I took off on my motorcycle, ended up in Florida, not sure why in Groveland, but that is where I ended. When the next school year began, I was 17, sort of midway between tenth and eleventh grade, I signed up at Groveland School. My parents must have funded me, I don’t think I worked. Believe it or not, my apartment became a hangout for teenagers. I think there was some beer and females involved, short story shorter, my academic career came to a grinding halt, I lost my apartment, so I went to Key West, Florida. This is in my book, ‘<em>Leaving Australia’</em> available from Amazon. I remember reading an article when I was there that Disney was buying up land in the area for another Disneyland. If only I had bought land, there then… so on our trip to Englewood we had to go through Groveland. I think I remembered something or the other but where I lived, who knows? The original school had burnt down (no it wasn’t me) but I had to return to the place where my life was a bit shabby. Here I was parked in front of where I once was a crazy teenager, now with a new Mercedes (OK, not mine, but still I was driving), and with a PhD. I had my tenth grade education until I was in my mid-40s then did the long haul of seventeen years of school in Australia, getting my BA in journalism, Honours in Children’s literature, and Masters in communications from Deakin University in Melbourne, then the seven year stretch of completing a PhD at the University of South Australia. A few years later I got a teaching degree too.
[caption id="attachment_22789" align="aligncenter" width="750"]<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/07/14/usa-2019/grovelandhs/" rel="attachment wp-att-22789"><img class="size-large wp-image-22789" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/07/grovelandhs.jpg?w=750" alt="" width="750" height="500" /></a> Groveland High School[/caption]
Thanks Australia, you’re the best. And of course, hooking up with the supremely cool and popular, all-star wife, Narda and my groovy son, Sacha. And I am only 72, just starting this exciting trip called life.
Back on track… we were on our way to Englewood to see Sean and Jean, whom we worked with in China for a few years. We saw them last in Myanmar (remember the photo of us with them and our friends in Colorado; Kay and Frank, all of us on motorbikes, earlier in this short narrative?) and as this trip seems to be a reunion of people we have worked with a couple of more were on the ticket. (this must be a reunion year as we will be seeing our friends; Tim and Agnes, in Chiang Rai, Thailand in a few weeks)
<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/07/14/usa-2019/jean-shawn-and-us/" rel="attachment wp-att-22791"><img class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-22791" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/07/jean-shawn-and-us.jpg?w=750" alt="" width="750" height="500" /></a>Jean and Sean took us kayaking in Lemon Bay.
[caption id="attachment_22792" align="aligncenter" width="750"]<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/07/14/usa-2019/kayaking-with-narda/" rel="attachment wp-att-22792"><img class="wp-image-22792 size-large" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/07/kayaking-with-narda.jpg?w=750" alt="Narda and Terrell kayaking across Lemon Bay and on to Australia" width="750" height="422" /></a> Narda and Terrell kayaking across Lemon Bay and on to Australia[/caption]
On the fourth of July we went up to Tarpon Springs to visit Kathleen and Jimmy. Kathleen, I have known since my strange days at Shenedehowa, she was my girlfriend back in tenth grade before misadventures/missteps/mishaps found me headed to the wonderful town of Groveland in 1963. The wonders of Facebook, we had gotten in touch about ten years ago, forty-five years after last seeing one another. We caught up for a dinner a couple of years ago in Clifton Park, New York, and we were planning to stay a couple of days this time in Tarpon Springs. Unfortunately, it did not work out and we only had lunch at a very nice seaside restaurant. Also unfortunately we do not have any photos of our visit, but of course we all look the same as we did back in 1963 so if you have the Shenendehowa Yearbook for 1963, as I do, you can see how we still look the same, except my hair is a tad bit longer, there is some grey shit sneaking into my once beautiful black hair, now brown through no fault of my own, and I am more educated, somewhat.
Knowing we had a five-hour drive ahead of us, and it being fourth of July, we left as darkness overtook our visit. It was an interesting drive with fireworks throughout the night especially when we got into the Disney-Madness area there were fireworks welcoming us back to Orlando on both sides of the highway and in front of us. When we got home around eleven pm, they were still going off in our neighbourhood, as I mentioned earlier, Sasha was home studying for an exam when we came in.
We had a few down days, going to our local pool and gym and getting caught up on writing. I completed two more books and made them available on Amazon;
[caption id="attachment_22895" align="alignleft" width="150"]<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/07/14/usa-2019/2018-2019-thoughts-in-patterns/" rel="attachment wp-att-22895"><img class="wp-image-22895 size-thumbnail" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/07/2018-2019-thoughts-in-patterns.png?w=150" alt="2018 - 2019 Thoughts in Patterns" width="150" height="150" /></a> 2018 - 2019 Thoughts in Patterns[/caption]
<a href="https://www.amazon.com/dp/107729980X">2018 - 2019 Thoughts in Patterns</a>
(<a href="https://tinyurl.com/y29ygazd">https://tinyurl.com/y29ygazd</a>) published 05/July/2019 in eBook & Print Edition (664 pages) As with all Amazon books read the first ten % free.
<a href="https://www.amazon.com/dp/1077097042">Thoughts in Patterns 7</a> (<a href="https://tinyurl.com/y3p5lggf">https://tinyurl.com/y3p5lggf</a>) published 05/July/2019 in eBook & Print Edition (170 pages). As with all Amazon books read the first ten % free.
[caption id="attachment_22896" align="alignnone" width="150"]<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/07/14/usa-2019/thoughts-in-patterns-7/" rel="attachment wp-att-22896"><img class="wp-image-22896 size-thumbnail" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/07/thoughts-in-patterns-7.png?w=150" alt="Thoughts in Patterns 7 " width="150" height="150" /></a> Thoughts in Patterns 7[/caption]
In my world a biggie as I have spent a lot of hours over this past year, including three-months on this trip getting them finished so it was all making me feel a bit accomplished.
It is terrible with the gun stuff in the USA, one marketing tool that was creepy we saw was a gun-proof backpack for children. It was quite heavy and for $250 seemed a strange way to protect a child. Firstly, children’s backpacks are heavy as it is. I watch Mabel, age 5, and Maggie age 7, with their backpacks and they seem to weigh as much as the child carting them about. Then what is a child to do? Someone starts shooting at them and they put their heavy bag in front of them to stop the bullets?
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We did one last road trip up the east coast to St Augustine, the oldest city in the USA. The area was first spotted on April 2, 1513 by Spanish dude, Juan Ponce de León. The city grew, the Spanish killed off lots of Indians with Smallpox and Measles and were themselves raided in karmic led attacks by pirates and the Brits and various other unfriendly folks. Nearly a century of conflicts and raids convinced the Spanish that a strong fort was needed at St. Augustine. In 1672, the Spaniards began construction on the Castillo de San Marcos, creating the fort as a barrier to enemies. The structure still stands today. That is the history lesson for now.
On the way to St. Augustine we stopped at Daytona Beach. I had only been here once, back when I had left home in 1964. I had gone to Daytona Beach for a holiday – perhaps that is not the exact narrative, I don’t remember why I was there but I was walking through town along the boardwalk thinking of sleeping on the beach at night as I had little or no money for a hotel, and at the time did not have a house to exchange and there were no Airbnbs, if I had money. Short story shorter, police stopped me, put me in jail for vagrancy, so I had to call my parents for money to go wherever I was headed in life at the time. This was another one of those closure moments. Hey Dayton police, look at me, driving a Mercedes through your ungrateful town. Meaning they were not grateful for someone returning and spending money in their town (we had lunch).
We took the scenic route from Daytona Beach up to St. Augustine along route A1A along the coast, so much better than the freeway which we took back to Orlando from St. Augustine. Hurricane Matthew in 2017 wiped out much of this road and it is currently going through a rebuild, especially at Flagler Beach where it is slow moving but interesting to see. Lucky for this area Hurricane Dorian, September, 2019) came close but did no more damage. Check for hurricanes before driving along here, otherwise, enjoy.
With a few days left in our USA odyssey we flew back up to DC to say a final goodbye to Chris, Jessica, and Liam. When we were at Chris’ birthday party at the local pub, I got to talking with the neighbour who gave us his Airbnb for a couple of weeks, and he said that he was a bell ringer at the Washington National Cathedral. I said we would love to see the bells and the cathedral, and we made arrangements for when we came back after Florida to get the tour.
<h2><a name="_Toc15389105"></a><a name="_Toc13853856"></a>DC</h2>
In morning went to Washington National Cathedral with Alex for an hour and a half – walked around the cathedral. If you don’t look at any of our slideshows do check out this video of the bell ringing tour we had, <a href="https://tinyurl.com/y4ydfdym">https://tinyurl.com/y4ydfdym</a>
[caption id="attachment_22898" align="alignleft" width="150"]<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/07/14/usa-2019/washington-national-cathedral-2/" rel="attachment wp-att-22898"><img class="size-thumbnail wp-image-22898" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/07/washington-national-cathedral.png?w=150" alt="Washington National Cathedral " width="150" height="150" /></a> Washington National Cathedral[/caption]
Simply amazing. He has been a bell ringer here for more than a decade, including a four-hour session on the fourth of July. He knows about what places in the world have bells, such as knowing which cathedrals in Adelaide had them. This is not a common gig in the world as most places have recorded bells ringing. Also, this is not one of the tours on offer by the Washington National Cathedral, making us feel special, well we always do, but this was extra special. We were up in the tower overlooking the city, even went out on the roof. Did you know that the CIA/FBI have listening devices and cameras straight across to the Russian Embassy from where we were? Of course, we are not admitting or denying that we know anything about this. It could have just been something we saw once in a comic book. Or not.
And that is it. One other thing, we do not eat out much, my crazy dietary desires/wants/requirements (vegetarian, low-carb, organic, blessed by a Tibetan monk/Hippie minstrel, and all the rest) along with our opposition to tipping (hey, if you come to Australia, don’t tip, it is not done here, no no no) precludes our eating out, but because it is Liam’s favourite place we did a few times have Chipotle’s takeaway. No tipping, inexpensive, immigrant-flavoured dishes, vegetarian options. I personally only had the food twice as it is high-carb and my blood sugars went to high, plus it is not blessed by a Tibetan monk or Hippie minstrels. But if you want a good feed Chipotle is OK.
That was our little trip. As I got several of my books from Amazon delivered to Chris’ house, we had them in our luggage. When we opened our suitcases in Adelaide, we saw that they had been thoroughly inspected. My books were separated from their lovely envelopes. What did they think were in these packages? As we have been watching Queen of the South on Netflix, we thought obviously we look the part of drug mules. Saying that, if you get the opportunity to see a great movie, see The Mule, directed and starring Clint Eastwood, I would say his best flick.
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See ya next time. Next week we will be in Thailand, taking the train up from Bangkok to Chiang Mai, spending a month in Sri Lanka, couple of weeks in Pakistan visiting with Narda’s son, Brendan, then back to Thailand for a couple of weeks. Just a nine-week trip instead of our usual three-months. Perhaps, we are getting older and need more time at home. No that would not be correct as we are home for two months for Christmas when hopefully Narda’s three sons come and my son Sacha and his partner are here then to The Netherlands for three months. Follow our blogs to see if we are in your neighbourhood somewhere in the world. Cheers Narda and Terrell
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We are running behind our usual blogging exercises. We will write up our notes and add photos when we are settled and caught up on sleep back in Australia, probably before the end of July - that would be July 2019. Today is 14th July - we leave today - couple of days to get back, then sleep, mow the lawn, find all our notes and wow lots to share....Current launch date is on my birthday 10 August I will be 72 and you won't be...Neuagehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05720920430430979487noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604236063815325161.post-91189893099646221382019-08-01T23:04:00.006-07:002019-08-01T23:04:55.604-07:00UK 2018<b>new picture poem collection</b> @<i><b><a href="https://twitter.com/neuage" title="Terrell Neuage on Twitter">T</a></b></i><a href="https://twitter.com/neuage" target="new" title="Neuage travel photos poetry on twitter"><b>witter</b></a><i><b> ~ <a href="https://neuage.tumblr.com/" target="new" title="Neuage travel photos poetry on tumblr">Tumblr</a> ~ <a href="https://www.pinterest.com.au/neuage/picture-poems-by-terrell-neuage/" target="new" title="Neuage travel photos poetry on pinterest">Pinterest</a> ~ <a href="https://www.linkedin.com/in/neuage/detail/recent-activity/shares/" target="new" title="Neuage travel photos poetry on linkedin">linkedin</a> updated 02/August/2019 </b><b> Adelaide, South Australia</b></i><br />
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This is our final instalment of the three- or four-part series on our three-month European <i>whatsup</i> trip. The main focal points being <a href="https://neuage.me/2018/12/08/utrecht/">The Netherlands</a>, <a href="https://neuage.me/2019/01/20/berlin/">Berlin</a>, Northern Spain, with a yarn or two about the UK (<a href="https://neuage.me/2018/08/15/london2018/">London</a>, <a href="https://neuage.me/2019/01/29/uk/">Horsham, Brighton, Portsmouth, and of course our mini-cruise, the ferry</a>).<br />
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<a href="https://www.blogger.com/null" name="_Toc3379866"></a>Noja</h2>
<i>Lovely overnight on the ferry. Pilar and Josera met us; the ferry was an hour late arriving in Santander, Spain. During the night it was quite rough. Little bit nervous a few times – have to confess.</i><br />
<i>Our flat is nice, strangely located in an area where people have second homes, so this time of the year almost every apartment block is all boarded up. Nice and quiet! Though shops are still open (‘Lupa’, the local supermarket). No one speaks English, but they seem friendly, though no one smiles at you in the street (very unlike Denmark) We ate croissants at the local café.</i><br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/?attachment_id=22650" rel="attachment wp-att-22650"><img alt="" class="alignleft wp-image-22650 size-medium" height="169" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/03/20181027_124342.jpg?w=300" width="300" /></a>Our hosts, Pilar and Josera, collected us from the ferry and drove close to the hour to our new home. As Narda pointed out above, we are the only ones here. The owners live in Bilbao another hour away. For a few miles in each direction there are rows of houses as above. We have a tennis court in front of our door. We will get back to our world of tennis further on. It is a bit spooky with no one around. On weekends a few people would show up, during the week, we were the masters of our surroundings. I liked it. Like one of those end-of-the -world films where two survive. We are them.<br />
But perhaps you survived too as you are reading this.<br />
The flat was well furnished and everything we needed was there.<br />
We enjoyed walks in the small town of Noja – pronounced No gHa, (<i>with the G sounding like '</i>gezellig' <i>in Dutch; not so useful for most of you</i>) and the seaside views a block away. Noja is in the autonomous community of Cantabria. Cantabria is the northern section of Spain that borders the sea. We stayed within Cantabria for the most part, except, for when we travelled a bit to the east to the Basque area.<br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/03/19/spain/noja-terrell-on-beach/" rel="attachment wp-att-22669"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-22669" height="422" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/03/noja-terrell-on-beach.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a>While snooping through the flat we had for the next three weeks we found tennis rackets and balls. Outside the building was a tennis court. Putting all this exciting new information together we decided to play tennis. Nothing extraordinary about that, except, neither of us had played before. We went onto the court, had a bit of a look-around the neighbourhood, saw no one was in any of the flats, to possibly watch us, and off we were. Back and forth, back and forth. I think that first day, well, the whole first 27-minutes, of our fierce rivalry, our record volley in a row, before hitting the net, putting it over the fence, or watching it half-heartily bounce into the next court, was three times, back and forth over that bloody net. I never realised how hard it was to get a stupid little ball, hitting it with a large surface, would be so hard. Knowing we had done our exercise for the day we went back into our cosy flat, had coffee, looked at pamphlets, brochures, and webpages to plot our exploration of the continent, or at least Northern Spain.<br />
We tho<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/03/19/spain/narda-with-volvo/" rel="attachment wp-att-22667"><img alt="" class="alignleft wp-image-22667 size-medium" height="300" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/03/narda-with-volvo.jpg?w=169" width="169" /></a>ught we would put off driving for another day, as we had not driven in Europe yet on our three-month trip. Now, back here in Australia, I forget which side of the road who drives on what, but I think it was either the same or different than Australia. In Berlin, we had use of a car, but chose to ride bikes the whole time, the same in The Netherlands, and UK. I am so used to Narda yelling out that I am on the wrong side of the road when riding a bike, it all just becomes one big blurry, ‘<i>you’re on the wrong side, still’</i>.<br />
Being our first day, recovered from our tennis tournament of geriatric-bouncy-poo, being hungry and in need of substance, we Google-mapped the nearest grocery story, ten-minute walk away, and were off. There are three food stores in Noja: Lupa Supermercados, Coviran, and the Carrefour Express. We went to Coviran first as that was nearest but it was small, so we got only a few things. Our market of choice became the largest of them all, Lupa. We both like foreign supermarkets. Our favourite is Jumbo, in The Netherlands, but any foreign market is fun, trying to figure what dangerous items they have slipped into the ingredients section. Of course, in places like Spain, India, France, well anywhere we don’t know the language, it is quite the challenge, so we just go by the pictures on the package and hope our bodies can separate the righteous items from the pretending-to-be-food items. Throw in my low-carb-vegetarian-make-that-organic diet, and the challenge becomes even greater. Nevertheless, we got home with a couple of good stuff.<br />
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<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/03/19/spain/20181017_083452/" rel="attachment wp-att-22644"><img alt="" class="size-large wp-image-22644 aligncenter" height="422" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/03/20181017_083452.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a><a href="https://www.blogger.com/null" name="_Toc3379867"></a>Santona</h2>
After settling in, learning tennis, exploring Noja from side to side, and having now been in Spain for a whole day we decided to give driving the car left for us a go. Narda being born in Holland, gave her a right-of-passage to be the first to drive in Europe. We are used to our truck back in Australia and driving, I think it is on the left side of the road, so having a good-looking Volvo station wagon waiting for us and driving on the right side seemed doable. Me, being the Yank, driving on the right side as we do, it should have been me driving first.<br />
<i>The car is a lovely Volvo, complete with leather seats, and great to drive. Our first venture out was to a beach town called Isla, where we tried the potato croquettes. (I added chicken).The scenery is spectacular, cliffs, small beaches, inlets, rocks. Then we drove on to the lovely town of Santona, where the first thing that you notice is a strong smell of fish; that is if you take the backroad, which we did. Apparently it's anchovies, which are caught, washed, aged, cured and dried. Folks in Santona are the experts in this.</i><br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/?attachment_id=22660" rel="attachment wp-att-22660"><img alt="" class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-22660" height="300" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/03/dsc_0640.jpg?w=200" width="200" /></a>Santona became our local ‘big’ town to troll. Via the internet, there are eleven-thousand people in the area, <a href="http://www.aytosantona.org/">http://www.aytosantona.org/</a>. If there is such a thing as a typical Spanish town, this would be it. We found a printer for Narda to print photos for her travel-book, some of which I am borrowing passages of for this blog. Santona has the sea on one side and mountains in back, or front if you are facing that way then the sea would be in the back. I liked apartments built into the mountain, as below, facing the sea.<br />
The Spanish countryside is beautiful. The first town after Noja is Isla, a copy of Noja, with lots of holiday apartment buildings. If you are in town, we found lunch at Hotel Alfar tasty and affordable, with croquettes, though probably not low-carb. <a href="http://www.alfarhotel.com/">http://www.alfarhotel.com/</a> I did find the word for vegetarian, so, probably what I ate was not once an animal. We were there at low-tide, with what was becoming our often-viewed sight of the sea from many towns and angles. After Isla we went through the towns of Argons and Castillo, both smaller than Noja, beach-side tourist enclaves, on the way to downtown Santona. The whole trip is about fifteen minutes, if not stopping, or getting lost, which, surprisingly, we do.<br />
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<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/03/19/spain/map-noja-laredo/" rel="attachment wp-att-22676"><img alt="" class="size-large wp-image-22676 aligncenter" height="683" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/03/map-noja-laredo.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a>However, we liked to stop, take photos, say ‘wow’, and continue to whatever our day was to bring us.<br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/03/19/spain/dsc_0587/" rel="attachment wp-att-22659"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-22659" height="500" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/03/dsc_0587.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a>Surprisingly, to us, was that there was snow on the nearby mountains – in October.<br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/03/19/spain/20181028_092457/" rel="attachment wp-att-22651"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-22651" height="422" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/03/20181028_092457.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a>There was some event in our town on the weekend. Tents were put up, people mingled, and there was a day and evening of music, with bands, cooking shows, and lots of foreign stuff happening. We made a short clip to give an idea of the tent and music - <a href="http://tiny.cc/tc7c3y.">http://tiny.cc/tc7c3y.</a><br />
[embed]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Rnmlv-lK2Tk&feature=youtu.be[/embed]<br />
Wow, talk about being clueless, I just looked up that weekend in Google, trying to piece together why there was such much merriment going on;<br />
<i>“Hispanic Day (Día de la Hispanidad) or National Day (Fiesta Nacional de España) is an annual national public holiday in <b>Spain</b> on <b>October 12</b>. It commemorates when Christopher Columbus first set foot in the Americas in 1492.”</i><br />
Ah, something just went off in my brain-stem. When we lived in New York City, there was Columbus Day Weekend. We would go to Fifth Avenue and watch the parade. I have videos of it on YouTube, for example, you don’t want to go past this Narda/Terrell classic @ <a href="http://tiny.cc/v2mb3y">http://tiny.cc/v2mb3y </a> ‘Columbus Day Parade New York City 2006’.<br />
[embed]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WAhu92wapKg[/embed]<br />
In fact, what I wrote back then about the parade was, “<i>Not a very good parade, surely not up to New York City standards. Most of the parade was very disorganised with people wandering around as if they were in the parade. Some of the floats were OK but overall very budget</i>”. That somewhat sums up the Columbus Weekend in Noja, except, there were no floats, but it all did seem quite random. Of course, not reading/speaking Spanish we had no idea to begin with.<br />
For a 20-second clip of us stuck in a herd of cows in Northern Spain <a href="http://tiny.cc/5inb3y">http://tiny.cc/5inb3y</a> on one of our random-day-wanders through the Spanish countryside.<br />
[embed]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zuOQUvvviho[/embed]<br />
Most of our days were highlighted by sleeping in, playing a spot of tennis, going for a few hours drive around the local areas, taking an afternoon nap, and watching our Netflix series in the evening. The bit of a nap is not because we are as old as the hills, it is that is what the Spanish people do. From 2 – 3 or was it 4? Shops close, people go wherever they go, presumably a glass of wine and a nap, then have dinner between 9 – 11 pm. That is their day. We tweaked their day by having dinner at 6 or 7 and to sleep by 10, old-as-the-hills.<br />
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<a href="https://www.blogger.com/null" name="_Toc3379868"></a>Laredo</h2>
Laredo, 45-minutes away was another groovy Spanish town we visited a couple of times.<br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/?attachment_id=22661" rel="attachment wp-att-22661"><img alt="" class="size-large wp-image-22661 aligncenter" height="500" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/03/dsc_0938.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a>Laredo is slightly larger than Santona. It is a beach city with one of Cantabria's longest and busiest sandy stretches. It had a very old section, dating back to Roman times. Not current Roman but old old Roman times. As with elsewhere in Spain, the folks disappear in the afternoon. We wandered around the whole old section for hours without seeing anyone. As it was siesta time, we didn’t get into the 13th-century Gothic Iglesia de Santa María cathedral. I got lots of photos which are posted somewhere.<br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/03/19/spain/20181017_152434/" rel="attachment wp-att-22648"><img alt="" class="size-large wp-image-22648 aligncenter" height="1024" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/03/20181017_152434.jpg?w=576" width="576" /></a><br />
At the end of a street we came across the tunnel leading through La Atalaya hill to the sea. I can't find my notes on this tunnel or information on the web, though I found it was built in the 19th century, no doubt, in anticipation of our arrival in the future.<br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/03/19/spain/20181017_141601/" rel="attachment wp-att-22645"><img alt="" class="size-large wp-image-22645 aligncenter" height="422" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/03/20181017_141601.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a><a href="http://neuage.me/2019/03/19/spain/20181017_141818/" rel="attachment wp-att-22646"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-22646" height="422" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/03/20181017_141818.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a>For my USA mates, it is the sister city of Laredo, Texas; there is nothing in common, oh wait, both places are Spanish speaking and maybe even both have a tunnel. I won’t comment why there would be a tunnel between Laredo and Mexico though.<br />
When in Spain, eat at tapas bars. A tapa is an appetizer or snack in Spanish cuisine and translates to small portion of any kind of Spanish cuisine. It became the way of eating in the afternoon. We didn’t write down the name of the tapas bar in Laredo, but you can find it. It is the only place open in the afternoon at the start of the old town.<br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/03/19/spain/20181017_145355/" rel="attachment wp-att-22647"><img alt="" class="alignleft wp-image-22647 size-medium" height="300" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/03/20181017_145355.jpg?w=225" width="225" /></a><br />
We have a short clip, with a minute slideshow of photos from our day in Laredo at <a href="https://tinyurl.com/y426xbce">https://tinyurl.com/y426xbce </a><br />
[embed]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0C7cOFcYuJw&feature=youtu.be[/embed]<br />
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<a href="https://www.blogger.com/null" name="_Toc3379869"></a>Santander</h2>
We drove the couple of hours over to the port city of Santander. Santander is where we arrived on our ferry from the UK, the Bay of Santander, the week before. It is the capital of Cantabria, the region we were hanging out in. The main attraction here is the Palacio de la Magdalena. Built 1909 – 1911 for the Spanish Royal Family. We walked around the palace, waved to the sea, looked for a loo and went back to our car, had lunch in the old section of Santander, drove home.<br />
The only photo out of a hundred that summed up my day was watching a millennial preening in front of the palace. If you want to see what I said about this photo, go to the twitter feeds for it: <a href="http://tiny.cc/pmmh3y">http://tiny.cc/pmmh3y</a> and, <a href="http://tiny.cc/6nmh3y">http://tiny.cc/6nmh3y</a><br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/03/19/spain/girl-posing-at-santander/" rel="attachment wp-att-22662"><img alt="" class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-22662" height="300" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/03/girl-posing-at-santander.jpg?w=200" width="200" /></a><br />
If you are into exploration, driving through random towns, seeing the countryside, is as interesting as the larger cities. For example,<br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/03/19/spain/old-houses/" rel="attachment wp-att-22670"><img alt="" class="size-medium wp-image-22670 alignleft" height="200" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/03/old-houses.jpg?w=300" width="300" /></a><br />
I don’t have the name of this town, but there were so many with the whole place being old. Being old, we like old, quaint, no big-box stores or fast-food shops, just pubs serving wonderful tapas for meals.<br />
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<a href="https://www.blogger.com/null" name="_Toc3379870"></a>San Sebastian Donostia</h1>
San Sebastian is a resort town on the Bay of Biscay in Spain’s mountainous Basque Country: driving for a few hours twards the French border.<br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/?attachment_id=22686" rel="attachment wp-att-22686"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-22686" height="193" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/03/map.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a>There are four languages spoken in San Sebastian: Basque, French, Spanish, English. For example, from a sign we saw four languages on most signs.<br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/03/19/spain/basque-sign-for-sandwich/" rel="attachment wp-att-22654"><img alt="" class="size-medium wp-image-22654 alignleft" height="140" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/03/basque-sign-for-sandwich.jpg?w=300" width="300" /></a><br />
<i>The Basque language, and people, are fascinating. We learned something about the Basque culture from our host, who is Basque. He is the principal in a school system, where the students only speak Basque (or Euskara). They are a strong, good looking people, very proud of their extensive history and heritage. To our ignorant ears, the language sounds very different from Spanish. Both the French and the Spanish have tried to </i>supress<i> their language and culture, but now in more recent times, they enjoy more autonomy.</i><br />
We booked into Pension San Martin and spent two nights, three days in San Sebastián. The hotel was a one-star pension, in the centre of town. For one-star it was very comfortable, and a good choice. Trip Advisor gave it a 4.5-star rating. We strolled around town our first day walking along the grand beach of Playa de la Concha, then into the old quarters for a great meal of tapas.<br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/03/19/spain/san-sebastian/" rel="attachment wp-att-22671"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-22671" height="500" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/03/san-sebastic3a1n.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a>One of the things I discovered was that there was a tram-line that went to France. Holy Cow, what a great idea. How about going to France for lunch? We took the half-hour tram/train from San Sebastián to Henday. Ticket costs 2.55 Eur per person ($3 USD, $4 Australian); deal of the day. It is on a narrow-gauge train track, looks like a commuter train, but locals seem to refer to it as a tram.<br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/03/19/spain/narda-tram-to-france/" rel="attachment wp-att-22666"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-22666" height="422" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/03/narda-tram-to-france.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a>When we got to the French train station, we saw that there was a train that went to Paris that took five and a half hours. We were so tempted to wait a few hours and go, but; 1. We are not good at waiting 2. Our stuff was back at the one-star hotel in San Sebastián. 3. One of us was practical enough, in that particular moment, to suggest, perhaps we shouldn’t do that. There was street fair going on in Henday, we had lunch, walked heaps, through the old section, checked out the views from some hip-looking lookout, and took the train back.<br />
[caption id="attachment_22693" align="alignleft" width="300"]<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/03/19/spain/morning-tea-france/" rel="attachment wp-att-22693"><img alt="morning tea, Henday, France" class="size-medium wp-image-22693" height="169" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/03/morning-tea-france.jpg?w=300" width="300" /></a> morning tea, Henday, France[/caption]On our last day in groovy San Sebastián we took the funicular railway (cable car) to the top of Monte Igueldo, with its sweeping view over stuff.<br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/03/19/spain/cable-car/" rel="attachment wp-att-22657"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-22657" height="422" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/03/cable-car.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a><a href="http://neuage.me/2019/03/19/spain/monte-igueldo-san-sebastian/" rel="attachment wp-att-22665"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-22665" height="563" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/03/monte-igueldo-san-sebastic3a1n.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a>Along the coast, before the cable car we watched surfers riding alongside the village wall. It seemed quite perilous but no one came to grief.<br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/03/19/spain/surfer/" rel="attachment wp-att-22672"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-22672" height="500" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/03/surfer.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a>If we get back to this part of Spain, Donostia, San Sebastián we will definitely craft a longer stay; next time we will bring an overnight bag, take that train to Paris and grab one of those les cuisses de grenouille, les escargots, la tête de veau; oh wait! I am a vegetarian. Bring on Flamiche and other groovy stuff.<br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/03/19/spain/coast/" rel="attachment wp-att-22658"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-22658" height="500" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/03/coast.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a>We drove around the countryside some days, including going down to Solares to see Naturaleza de Cabárceno Park, which is a nice old town folks go to for one reason, the open animal zoo. It was once a large iron mine and after the iron business went elsewhere some adventuresome folks saw it as a big area to toss in a bunch of wild animals. Being cheapskates we drove around part of the park, walked through a gate as if we belonged and waved to various animals. None waved back, however, it was a great, inexpensive day. Yes, we even took a flask of coffee and lunch with us. How to see the world on pennies a day – we will be your guides. Reviews of it are in the five-star range, folks saying it is one of the best animal places in Europe. But really, park in the free car park in town, walk through the gate, around the enclosure and it is all free. I think it is because most people drive in to park, and they get stopped to pay for their ticket and to park, well, and to go in the actual park. Oh boy, they have an area to see kangaroos. We see them as much as we want to, on our walks behind our house, laying alongside the road (roadkill), even hopping down the road. But if you are from one of those no-kangaroo places in sight then it may be interesting. ‘<i>The natural park is home to a hundred animal species from five continents living in semi-free conditions, which are distributed in large enclosures where one or more species coexist. Almost all of them trigger fights and mating season struggles for control of females </i>(sounds like my neighbourhood). <i>More than 20 kilometres (12 mi) of roads cross the park, leading to gorges, lakes, and rock figures.</i>’ You can ride a cable car over the top if you have the cash.<br />
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A highlight was Bilbao. We had wanted to see The Guggenheim Museum in Bilbao. It would take three runs at the city before we got inside. The first time we went was by train. There is no train stop in our hometown of Noja so we need to go to Beranga, a twenty-minute drive, if doing the signposted speed.<br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/?attachment_id=22643" rel="attachment wp-att-22643"><img alt="" class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-22643" height="169" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/03/20181016_094140.jpg?w=300" width="300" /></a>We waited at the train station for longer than the train should have arrived. <a href="https://www.virail.com/">https://www.virail.com/</a>, which is the regional lines. We kept looking at our handy dandy online train guide in some non-understandable language. With no one around at 8 am we didn’t know what to do. Fortunately, a gentleman finally arrived giving some hand waving indications that no train was coming, but instead, we should follow him. He led us to a bus and off we went. There were some Brits on the bus, speaking a similar language as us who said the train line was being repaired and that we were on a bus that would stop at various stations until we re-joined the one that would get us to Bilbao, also known as Bilbao-Abando and locally named as Estación del Norte (“North Station”) (Station of Abando Indalecio Prieto), for those who know what all that could possibly mean.<br />
The train was a good ride, a two-carriage thingy with a loo. They advertise to go 250 kilometres an hour – not sure if we did. It is a two-hour ride for 6.6 euros ($7.50 USD/$10.60 AUD).<br />
We spent the afternoon in Bilboa, old people checking out the old area. Bilbao is the fourth largest city in Spain after Madrid, Barcelona, and Valencia. We had a great tapas lunch in one of those pintxos bars. We kept the card for the establishment saying, <i>this place has the best tapas selection ever</i>. After that we did the Donostia, San Sebastian trip, and thought they had the best ever, only to realize everywhere we went had an amazing selection of tapas so we tossed the card. You want a great pintxos bar go to Spain.<br />
See our little clip for our train ride and scoot around the old section of Bilboa at <a href="http://tiny.cc/qcq13y">http://tiny.cc/qcq13y</a>. We included a minute slideshow in the 3-minute video, instead of posting a bunch of photos here. A week later we drove to Bilbao – see our short clip of our driving there/here <b>(</b><a href="https://bit.ly/2T1gkA0">https://bit.ly/2T1gkA0</a><b>)</b>.<br />
Our idea was to meet our hosts, whose flat we are living in, for lunch see the Guggenheim Museum. We met at the Guggenheim but the line to get in was so long we decided to go for a walk instead. Eventually, taking the incline railway, The Artxanda Funicular, <i>to the top of </i>Mount Artxanda, overlooking Bilbao. The Funicular is like the one we took in San Sebastian with both being built in the early 1900s. We have a one-minute clip going up the tram @ <a href="https://tinyurl.com/yy6aszms">https://tinyurl.com/yy6aszms </a><br />
Our hosts, Pilar and Joserra, showed us around Bilbao, took us out a traditional Basque restaurant which was much more upmarket than we are used to: white tablecloth, wine (not the two euro a bottle Narda likes), some Spanish type band wandering about the shop – like you see in the movies, and a four-course meal (lots of meat for those people surrounding me, good veggie stuff for us elite, me). We walked around the <i>Guggenheim </i>and took zillions of photos of the place.<br />
The dog guarding the museum is named Puppy. To side-track for a second and talk about me, I used to have a dog named puppy. He never seemed to mature so he never had his name capitalized. Here is a photo of puppy and me in 1995, in Hackham, South Australia. He ran away from home in 1997. We had him for about ten-years, then one day he just ran off with a neighbour’s dog, into the hills and never came back. Now I know that he grew up and became a model dog in Spain, and now his name is capitalized. I am so proud of him. Here’s to you puppy.<br />
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<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/03/19/spain/puppy-guggenheim-museum-bilbao/" rel="attachment wp-att-22690"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-22690" height="1024" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/03/puppy-guggenheim-museum-bilbao.jpg?w=683" width="683" /></a>The same artist dude created the tulips below that made a nice bouquet for Narda.<br />
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Our third shot at getting into the Guggenheim was successful.<br />
We left early on a foggy morning, see our two-minute clip, <a href="http://tiny.cc/k0q23y">http://tiny.cc/k0q23y </a><br />
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The museum, a mate of the one in New York City, which I have taken students to several times when I was teaching middle school in NYC, is well worth the visit. They have the usual huge sculptures that leaves one scratching their heads, as well as modern to the point of ‘what-the-hell?’ to stuff by Americans such as Warhol as well as trendy European artists. I tried taking photos, but got stopped in each room, by some hand-waving person rambling on in some language I had no way of understanding, that there was a problem with my camera. No doubt, that it was being pointed at various things and snapping. Our favourite was Paris-born, Lisbon-based artist Joana Vasconcelos, <a href="http://www.joanavasconcelos.com/">www.joanavasconcelos.com</a>. She does giant pieces using kitchenware, which I did quickly get photos of before a head-shaking, hand-pointing foreigner indicated to stop my rebellious ways. She even went so far as to show me a sign with a camera and a line through it. Gosh!<br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/03/19/spain/guggenheim-museum-bilbao-shoes/" rel="attachment wp-att-22664"><img alt="" class="size-large wp-image-22664 aligncenter" height="422" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/03/guggenheim-museum-bilbao-shoes.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a><i>The “shoes” reflect on the social conventions, in terms of gender roles and expectations, instilled within traditional generations that have also creeped into modern society. They represent the dichotomous domestic responsibilities paired with contemporary ideals of a woman</i>.<br />
If you get to see Vasconcelos’ work, do so. She does shows all over the place. You can see some of her Guggenheim instalments at <a href="https://joanavasconcelos.guggenheim-bilbao.eus/en/exhibition">https://joanavasconcelos.guggenheim-bilbao.eus/en/exhibition</a>, including a huge chandelier made of tampons. The work is called <i>The Bride.</i> My photo is blurry due to being harassed for taking photos.<br />
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OK, one last photo – this one Narda took quickly when the guard turned around… we are criminals at heart.<br />
[caption id="attachment_22694" align="aligncenter" width="750"]<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/03/19/spain/telephone-exhibition/" rel="attachment wp-att-22694"><img alt=" 'Call Center ' Joana Vasconcelos, Guggenheim Museum " class="size-large wp-image-22694" height="422" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/03/telephone-exhibition.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a> 'Call Center ' Joana Vasconcelos, Guggenheim Museum Bilbao,[/caption]On the same foggy drive from Noja to Bilbao when we saw Guggenheim, we stopped at the incredible Vizcaya Bridge. It is the world's oldest transporter bridge and was built in 1893. It links the towns of Portugalete and Las Arenas crossing the mouth of the Nervion River. Look in Wikipedia for more on the Vizcaya Bridge. We walked across, later rode the transporter back. In Las Arenas, which is really just a burb of some bigger town, primarily setup for the likes of us (tourists), we attended their street fair, spent money, bought me a groovy looking leather bag, unfortunately it fell apart a month later when we were back in Adelaide. Lesson is something about being hustled that something is locally crafted in the finest leather and craftsman in Europe. Meaning, someone was able to remove the ‘made in China’ label, and sucked us in. We filmed some old blocks in costumes of some sort playing bagpipes and other instruments of torture. You will hear them in several as background in several of our clips on Spain, scattered through this tale.<br />
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The Cueva de El Castillo or Cave of the Castle</h2>
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Video and slideshow of the cave and Puente Viesgo <a href="http://tiny.cc/t0y23y">http://tiny.cc/t0y23y </a><br />
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We got an early morning start and drove 40 minutes to The Cueva de El Castillo, or Cave of the Castle. It is an archaeological site within the complex of the Caves of Monte Castillo, in Puente Viesgo, Cantabria, Spain. The El Castillo cave contains the oldest known cave painting. The El Castillo cave contains the oldest known cave painting: a large red stippled disk in the <i>Panel de las Manos </i>was dated to more than 40,000 years old. The painting below is not of the red stippled disk. I was unable to take a photo. The guide watched my every move; whether because she thought I was hot or because she saw my camera in one hand and phone in the other, and she didn’t trust me, or who knows what goes through a woman’s mind? Sucks! Nevertheless, she was good in the sense that she translated everything to us in our understandable language. We were the only non-them in the group, so it was a good effort on her part.<br />
[caption id="attachment_22700" align="aligncenter" width="750"]<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/03/19/spain/cavedrawinganimal/" rel="attachment wp-att-22700"><img alt="The Cueva de El Castillo, or Cave of the Castle in the caves of Monte Castillo, in Puente Viesgo, Cantabria, Spain. " class="size-large wp-image-22700" height="422" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/03/cavedrawinganimal.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a> The Cueva de El Castillo, or Cave of the Castle in the caves of Monte Castillo, in Puente Viesgo, Cantabria, Spain.[/caption]We did not go to any one of the other many caves (1600 I think) as we drove down the cave-mountain in search of food, as all hunters and gathers do. We wandered the historical village of Puente Viesgo. It was alongside the river Pas (see our video/slideshow above), and to quote Wikipedia; ‘<i>The various populations of Puente Viesgo (Viesgo Bridge) are documented since the year 1000 by the abbey of Santillana del Mar</i>. Bottom line, if you are in northern Spain, like caves, old stuff, visit this place. It is only 28km away from Santander, the capital, and arrival point if you take the ferry to Santander from the UK.<br />
In the village of Puente Viesgo we found the Gran Hotel. We thought it would be too expensive for the likes of us but we got ourselves a good feed for under 20 euros each. (The Gran Hotel, <a href="https://www.balneariodepuenteviesgo.com/">https://www.balneariodepuenteviesgo.com</a>). OK, so we dipped into the world of the millennials and took photos of our meals – such as they were, so delightfully served.<br />
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Leaving Germany to Horsham, UK</h1>
30 September Sunday<br />
<i>Goodbye Berlin. It has been an amazing stay. A really nice cosy flat, super hosts, beautiful views, great bikes and easy public transport. I think we'll be back. Our host, Frank, drove us to Schönefeld Airport (the secondary international airport of Berlin used for these short flights). We flew Easy Jet to Gatwick Airport, London. No drama, and cheap.</i><br />
(notes from Narda’s diary) <i>From Gatwick we took the train a few stops to Horsham. The walk to our Airbnb was a bit tough. 45-minutes with pretty heavy luggage. Haven’t got this quite right yet! The flat is at the end of a property which has historic homes. We are in a converted, beautifully decorated garage. </i><br />
We arrived on a Sunday, walking straight into the yearly historic hot rod rally, (<b>AmeriCARna “</b>celebrating everything we like about American Culture with a big nod to the 50s and 60s era”. Oh boy celebrating Yanks – ‘hey I am one of them’) which would have been great to attend but we were stuffed and so walked another twenty-minutes to our new home. After examining our new digs, realizing we had not eaten since Berlin, several hours earlier, that there was no food in our pad, or in our luggage, we traipsed back to the centre of town. All the American car types and British viewers were heading out of town. The first couple of pubs/restaurants were either full or sold out of food.<br />
<i>We had a soup/sweet potato meal at a pub. Our place is called “Gingerbread House” it is at the “North Lodge” on Denne Road.</i><br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/?attachment_id=22583" rel="attachment wp-att-22583"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-22583" height="1024" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/01/20181004_111312.jpg?w=576" width="576" /></a>Who can not resist a swing tied to a high branch in a mighty tree in the Horsham countryside which is our new home (for a few days)?<br />
For 52 seconds of Narda swinging then talking to a flock of sheep don't <b><a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P3V6NPnIuhg">let this clip</a> </b>go by without your attention...<br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/01/29/uk/20180930_181621/" rel="attachment wp-att-22578"><img alt="" class="aligncenter wp-image-22578 size-large" height="1024" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/01/20180930_181621.jpg?w=576" width="576" /></a>This twenty-minute walk became our daily hike into town… can’t really complain. Especially when we were no longer dragging a suitcase and backpack along. At the end of our stay we took a taxi to the train station - old people stuff.<br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/01/29/uk/dsc_9502/" rel="attachment wp-att-22600"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-22600" height="1024" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/01/dsc_9502.jpg?w=683" width="683" /></a>In the evening we cut across some paddocks and took the path less travelled; except, for the cow path we followed through the paddock, and over the train line.<br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/01/29/uk/20181001_184438/" rel="attachment wp-att-22579"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-22579" height="1024" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/01/20181001_184438.jpg?w=576" width="576" /></a>Horsham itself is a quaint little town. In our planning we were going from Germany to Spain but there was a mix up with our Spanish booking, so we only have three weeks in Noja, Spain instead of what we believed was going to be four-weeks. Giving us a week to fill.<br />
Brighton was our first choice and we knew we needed to get to Portsmouth. We had spent several days in London at the beginning of our three-month European visit. We stayed with Narda’s family in luxury digs on the Thames near Parliament then. We weren’t too keen on going back to London, forget why – think it is due to its expensive nature, Narda found us this neat little Airbnb in Horsham.<br />
On one of our meanders through town, I saw this gentleman having lunch with a rabbit. The reason I have my 300 mm lens on the camera most of the time is to get these types of shots and not be obvious. There is so much to unpack here (I hate that new expression…but…). Firstly, we see he is on his phone, no doubt talking with another rabbit. His rabbit mate is having coffee, but the man is not what does that tell us? The rabbit is obviously focused on the moment or possibly on a hawk flying overhead. The blue jumper tells that she could be he or who knows with this generation of rabbits, what they are into? Perhaps the man has suffered a great loss in life and the bunny is a replacement, wearing the missing person’s garments and drinking coffee or most likely tea as this is a British bunny and not a Yank bunny with milk… gosh, I just don’t know.<br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/01/29/uk/horsham-man-with-rabbit/" rel="attachment wp-att-22604"><img alt="" class="aligncenter wp-image-22604 " height="259" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/01/horsham-man-with-rabbit.jpg?w=300" width="389" /></a><br />
[caption id="attachment_22606" align="aligncenter" width="750"]<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/01/29/uk/only-our-lack-of-imagination-prevents-us/" rel="attachment wp-att-22606"><img alt="" class="wp-image-22606 size-large" height="500" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/01/only-our-lack-of-imagination-prevents-us.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a> 1. Only our lack of imagination prevents us from knowing why British rabbits take milk in their tea. 2. Conversation intentions misunderstood by passing viewers give pause to reflect[/caption]“The place name Horsham was recorded in 947. Horsham was called a borough in 1235.” We went into The Parish Church of St. Mary the Virgin the oldest building in Horsham<i>.</i> It was completed in 1247. The street going toward the church has these beautiful houses, built in the 1600s and still standing.<br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/01/29/uk/horsham-houses/" rel="attachment wp-att-22605"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-22605" height="422" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/01/horsham-houses.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a><br />
A place to be seen, well, to be at, is the Horsham Museum and Art Gallery. <a href="https://www.horshammuseum.org/">https://www.horshammuseum.org/</a> We spent a long time in here. There are original artefacts from Percy B. Shelley. He is considered one of the best philosophical poets in the English language. I studied him at uni and for a semester knew lots about him. He was born in Horsham, August 1792, giving the reason for so much about him at the museum. He was promoted by his cool wife Mary Shelley the author of <i>Frankenstein</i>; for you generation XYZ people who may never have heard of the first beat poet, Percy Shelley (or I thought he was the original beat poet, maybe no one else agrees<i>)</i>. Shelley had a most interesting life and both the bunny in the photo above and I encourage you to read the Wikipedia entry regarding him; <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Percy_Bysshe_Shelley">https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Percy_Bysshe_Shelley</a><br />
There is a lot in the museum with a lot of excellent art scattered around the place. The museum is free, making it all the more interesting when on an overspent holiday.<br />
I was intrigued by the cemetery, seven – eight hundred years old. If there is such a thing as reincarnation, how many times have the original owners of the bones here been back on earth? Tourist kinds of questions but no one giving any answers.<br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/01/29/uk/horsham-cemetary/" rel="attachment wp-att-22603"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-22603" height="500" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/01/horsham-cemetary.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a>As always, we got home before dark and watched our Netflix series or something we downloaded. We are currently watching the last season of ‘Episodes’ which we like very much.<br />
Narda developed a bit of a tummy wog so we went to the doctor. Not that I would write about that, and very possibly Narda will delete this when she edits and adds and subtracts… but what I want to share is the medical costs while being a tourist in the UK. Narda first filled out some forms, saw a doctor and when we went to pay, we were told that there is no charge for a first doctor’s visit in the UK. Well that helped the travel budget heaps. Then we went to the chemist (pharmacy, drug store) to get her prescription filled. Surely, this would cut into our budget. No! No charge for over sixty-years old. We went to another doctor in another place, I think it was Brighton, a week later, again no charge. Hey, USA, look at the UK for how to look after not only the local citizens but also anyone trespassing in your great land.<br />
<i> In Horsham we bought groceries at Sainsburys, which was only minutes from where we were living, and accessable by lovely country paths. Always good to find the local supermarket. This one was wonderful. It had everything. I bought 2 soft and sloppy bras.</i><br />
After a couple of days of walking the length and breadth of Horsham, many times, we acquired the castle itch. There are so many castles in the UK. Where to go? We chose the one in Arundel, West Sussex, about half an hour by train from Horsham. Arundel Castle. It is about a fifteen-minute walk to the village, then up a hill to the castle.<br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/01/29/uk/20181002_110627/" rel="attachment wp-att-22580"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-22580" height="422" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/01/20181002_110627.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a>We grabbed the GoldPlus admission so we could see all the rooms. At £19.50 (senior concession, £22 regular) it is well worth the cost.<br />
There are so many rooms and areas and histories to see and learn about. The place was founded at the end of the 11<sup>th</sup> Century. It was founded on Christmas Day 1067, by Roger, Earl of Arundel, one of William the Conqueror’ most loyal barons. Arundel Castle is one of the longest inhabited country houses in England. The same family (The ancestors of the Dukes of Norfolk) still live in a part of the castle and have for more than a thousand years.<br />
As with most castles they had their own chapel.<br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/01/29/uk/20181002_131901/" rel="attachment wp-att-22581"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-22581" height="1024" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/01/20181002_131901.jpg?w=576" width="576" /></a>We had lunch in the village and said that the next time in these parts we would rather get a place in this town than in Horsham. Nothing against Horsham, a lovely town, but hey, who doesn't want to live in a castle village more than a thousand years old?<br />
After three great days in Horsham – a very doable town as the whole place can be viewed and walked through in half an hour then twenty minutes to our country estate, we took a taxi ( 5 quid ) and then train to Brighton. Taxi to train station 5 pounds – train to Three Rivers then to Brighton.<br />
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<b>04 October </b>Thursday<br />
Brighton UK. How cool to be here. We have one in Adelaide and one in Melboure. Beachside suburbs all. One of those Australian towns named after a place in Britain. We also have a Horsham in Aus. Nothing like the Horsham in the UK.<br />
[caption id="attachment_22584" align="aligncenter" width="750"]<a href="http://neuage.me/?attachment_id=22584" rel="attachment wp-att-22584"><img alt="Brighton rail station - a really cool place" class="wp-image-22584 size-large" height="422" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/01/20181004_124754.jpg?w=750" title="Brighton rail station - a really cool place" width="750" /></a> Brighton rail station - a really cool place[/caption]We asked the first person we saw once outside the train station for the street our Airbnb was on. She asked if we were here to see the Banksy painting. As it turned out the great street artist’s painting of two cops kissing was on our way to where we were going. Having just come from the Urban Nation street scene of Berlin we felt quite UpToDate with Banksy.<br />
[caption id="attachment_22589" align="aligncenter" width="573"]<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/01/29/uk/20181007_113246/" rel="attachment wp-att-22589"><img alt="Narda hanging with Banskey ‘kissing cops’ " class="wp-image-22589 size-large" height="1024" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/01/20181007_113246.jpg?w=573" title="Narda hanging with Banskey ‘kissing cops’ " width="573" /></a> Narda hanging with Banskey ‘kissing cops’[/caption]We got to 94 Theobald House over on Blackman Street a bit exhausted. It is not far from the train station but there is a stupid hill to clamour down then up then down. Again after 20 years of lugging stuff about the world one would think we would have it right by now. We did it right for our three months in India earlier this year, but we reverted to our old ways of lugging too much once again on this trip.<br />
<b>05 October, 2018 </b>Friday<br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/01/29/uk/94-theobald-house/" rel="attachment wp-att-22607"><img alt="" class="aligncenter wp-image-22607 size-medium" height="300" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/01/94-theobald-house.jpg?w=216" width="216" /></a>We were near the top, I think it was floor 20, with fantastic views. The apartment itself was well done, trendy and comfortable. The elevators made us a bit nervous as well as knowing that another UN housing tower had burnt a year before killing many people. Narda does not like staying above about the third story, so we can escape in case of fire. Or at least to a floor that a firetruck ladder could reach, but 21 floors up?<br />
Zooming in on housing not far away.<br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/01/29/uk/dsc_9861/" rel="attachment wp-att-22602"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-22602" height="500" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/01/dsc_9861.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a>Looking toward Brighton Beach,<br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/01/29/uk/dsc_0096/" rel="attachment wp-att-22596"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-22596" height="422" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/01/dsc_0096.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a>After a good night’s sleep with no dreams of tower fires we headed across town to Brighton Pier. The pier is like a little city with restaurants, casino, amusement park rides and just cool views of the coast. It is called 'Brighton Palace Pier'.<br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/01/29/uk/20181005_113438/" rel="attachment wp-att-22611"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-22611" height="422" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/01/20181005_113438.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a>We took random buses around Brighton and walked heaps. <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IeGJ3H8sukw">Here is a clip of that random bus journey</a> - 2.55 minutes - well worth the time in your day to behold...<br />
<i>We bought a bus pass and headed along the shore to Eastbourne. Nice town a bit like Brighton complete with a pier. Had an average Chinese Buffet lunch. I person who identified as Dench Photography, stopped Terrell and took his photo with his new hat.</i><br />
Ah! My new hat. I wanted a hat like my mate, Randy, my friend for fifty years, who died a year or so ago. I have been looking throughout this trip then walking into one of those trendy clothes shops one finds in tourists spots, I spotted the hat for me.<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/01/29/uk/20181005_174323/" rel="attachment wp-att-22587"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-22587" height="1024" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/01/20181005_174323.jpg?w=575" width="575" /></a>Not being a hat wearing person it took awhile to get used to it, but it has become a fixture of my wandering ways. I was pleased and that is all one can hope for in these situations.<br />
BTW my mate Randy with his hat that I wanted to copy<br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/01/29/uk/randy-terrell-eugene-oregon-2016/" rel="attachment wp-att-22610"><img alt="" class="aligncenter wp-image-22610 size-large" height="1024" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/01/randy-terrell-eugene-oregon-2016.jpg?w=574" width="574" /></a>The area we were in, not far from the train station, seemed like a trendy place. A lot of pubs, all very busy with lots of people sitting outside in the evenings. Street art everywhere, very much like Berlin. Generation XYZ flooding the streets and alleys. An easy city to find everything one needs. For example, I kept up my low-carb diet, and my blood sugars were like a normal person. It is so much fun being like a normal person. Well worth the effort. XYZ people are so young and annoying but they like their organic and vegetarian servings and they are really not far removed from the street scenes of 1960s San Francisco, New Orleans or NYC so all and all they are not too bad rustling about in the background.<br />
<b>Snails.</b><br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/?attachment_id=22614" rel="attachment wp-att-22614"><img alt="" class="aligncenter wp-image-22614 size-medium" height="262" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/01/snail2.jpg?w=300" width="300" /></a>They are all over the place. They are very colourful with patterns and crap all over. Very much like the cows, horses, bears… other cities have. I have been wanting a cow for a long time for our front yard and to have my son, Sacha, come over from Melbourne and piece it. So those of you who have no idea what to purchase for my next birthday (turning 72 and being in Adelaide, August 10, 2019 – not far away, so start saving, or get together with your neighbours and buy me one). Well I want a big plastic cow!<br />
The snails… Apparently there were 50 unique Snailspace sculptures which were auctioned off in December, so lucky us to see them(?). It was all for a good cause, a charity, <a href="https://www.themartlets.org.uk/">Martlets</a> providing people affected by terminal illness in the community. They were hoping to collect 20,000 pounds but I can not find whether they achieved that.<br />
Brighton is really the place to go. Easy train ride from London and elsewhere. Funky, beat, colourful, and as with all Brits, friendly.<br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/01/29/uk/dsc_0085/" rel="attachment wp-att-22594"><img alt="" class="aligncenter wp-image-22594 size-medium" height="300" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/01/dsc_0085.jpg?w=200" width="200" /></a>We didn’t go up the British Airways i360, a 162-metre observation tower on the seafront. <a href="https://britishairwaysi360.com/">https://britishairwaysi360.com/</a> We went into the lobby, the sun was setting, probably a good time to go on it but we would have to have waited for half an hour and we don’t like waiting so we walked along the pier and the beach and had a wonderful sunsetting time.<br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/01/29/uk/dsc_0231/" rel="attachment wp-att-22598"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-22598" height="500" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/01/dsc_0231.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a>On Monday, 8<sup>th</sup> of October we hopped a train over to Portsmouth. We explored Portsmouth, stayed at a nice hotel near the ferry port. The old area is the place to be and Gunwharf is the place to eat and see stuff. <a href="https://gunwharf-quays.com/">https://gunwharf-quays.com/</a> we had a really good feed at a place that had an American motif – can’t remember the name but the food was cheap and tasty.<br />
Near our hotel is the Charles Dickens' Birthplace Museum. Unfortunately, it was not opened on either day we were there, but I sat on his step and sent him some good vibes in case he came back to earth and needed inspiration. Even wore my hat for him.<br />
[caption id="attachment_22615" align="aligncenter" width="576"]<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/01/29/uk/20181009_111637/" rel="attachment wp-att-22615"><img alt="Charles Dickens' Birthplace Museum" class="wp-image-22615 size-large" height="1024" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/01/20181009_111637.jpg?w=576" title="Charles Dickens' Birthplace Museum" width="576" /></a> Charles Dickens' Birthplace Museum[/caption]But at the end of the day we hadn’t come to Portsmouth to see Charley or eat at an American café or see old ships and navy stuff.<br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/01/29/uk/20181008_171422/" rel="attachment wp-att-22616"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-22616" height="422" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/01/20181008_171422.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a>We were here for one reason. To take the ferry to Spain<br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/01/29/uk/pont-avon/" rel="attachment wp-att-22618"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-22618" height="287" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/01/pont-avon.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a>We upgraded to a room with more space and a window with a view. This is a 24-hour overnight ferry. We saw these large ferries from our fifteen-story Norwegian Getaway room the year before as we sailed around the Baltic (<a href="https://neuage.me/2017/08/24/cruise-2/">see our cruise blog</a>). On the Getaway we had a much larger room, balcony and spent too much time at the smorgasbord/buffet which made me forget the woes of being on a low-carb diet (I so forgot it I even gained weight). And the entertainment, and on and on… back to the ferry. It was good. Narda socialized, I found free Wi-Fi and there was a lot of room to roam the ship. There are cinemas, restaurants, swimming pool (which was closed due to some wind and cold; soft Brits I suppose) and several decks and lounges. We were on their flagship boat, ‘Pont-Aven' on deck 6 of a nine-deck ferry. According to their brochure, here in front of me, the passenger capacity is 2,416, room for 650 cars and 184 crew. Its service speed is 23 knots. Overall it is 185 metres in length. In contrast our Getaway boat was 326 metres – twice the length and has capacity for 4000 and crew of 1640. When we took it in 2017 it was the world’s largest cruise ship. But we still liked our little ferry. We love cruises. So much so that in a few weeks (end of February 2019) we are taking a four-day trip to Melbourne on a large cruise ship out of Adelaide. An easy way to visit my son in Melbourne as we spend a day there then sail back to Adelaide. Just the other day we were doing a search for ‘low-carb’ cruises. We found a few and Narda’s first question was whether spouses can eat regular food. OMG<br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/01/29/uk/dsc_0445/" rel="attachment wp-att-22619"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-22619" height="1024" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/01/dsc_0445.jpg?w=683" width="683" /></a>During the night we hit some waves, a bit of a storm. We rolled around a bit and we were awake for a while wondering what we would do if we tipped over. Where are those life preserves again? What happened in that Titantic flick? Will my computer survive? Will my fridge magnet souvenirs be salvagable?<br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/01/29/uk/20181010_091228/" rel="attachment wp-att-22620"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-22620" height="422" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/01/20181010_091228.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a>When we lived in China, we took the Dalian to Yantai ferry which was nowhere as nice. In that one, no doubt because we got the cheapest fare, there were four bunks in our room, and we shared it with some snoring and noisy Chinese people. The food was awful too. The ferry was obviously overcrowded with people sleeping in the halls and all over the deck. See our 2012 blog, Ferry from Yantai to Dalian <a href="https://neuage.me/2012/10/06/ferry-from-yantai-to-dalian/">https://neuage.me/2012/10/06/ferry-from-yantai-to-dalian/</a> with photos when we were young and clean saved (I mean me). That sailing made us more nervous as there had been a couple of accidents previously during the same crossing. In 1999, there was a terrible accident; 280 people died when the Yantai Ferry sank. The same company had another ferry sink near Dalian. Things to think about when sailing. Like watching YouTube disaster plane crashes before flying. All good preparation for travel.<br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/01/29/uk/20181009_192752/" rel="attachment wp-att-22621"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-22621" height="1024" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/01/20181009_192752.jpg?w=576" width="576" /></a><i>Lovely overnight on the ferry. During the night it was pretty rough: little bit nervous a few times – have to confess. We met many friendly Brits. I met a lady (widow) in her mid 80s travelling alone. She said she wanted to travel still and did not like to be a burden to her kids. Very inspirational. Terrell met an interesting bloke who drove cars for insurance companies returning them to Spain or back to the UK or to France when the people could not. We had nice meals – full English Brekkie, big roast dinner etc. All good.</i><br />
And lucky me when I said no meat, they heaped lots of other ‘normal’ food on my plate. Fair price for meals considering we were at sea. No more than landlocked two and a half star prices.<br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/01/29/uk/20181009_075156/" rel="attachment wp-att-22622"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-22622" height="422" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/01/20181009_075156.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a><b>10 October </b>Wednesday<br />
Ferry arrived at 6:15 pm; a couple of hours late due to rough weathe. Our hosts for the next three weeks in Spain collected us at the Santander, Spain dock. <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kmqokwy8-Eg&t=69s">For a two minutes and seventeen seconds clip of this ride check here</a>. BYW may as well turn off the sound - just noise from ferry motor and etc - no music but a glimpse of life on our boat... And to plug our little clip channel for our recent trips and other stuff in our world since 2009 <a href="https://www.youtube.com/user/neuage09">check here. </a>Prior to 2009 <a href="https://www.youtube.com/user/tneuage">we used this channel</a>. And for our India trip earlier in 2018 <a href="https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCMPh3tvHGjcmw0E_uUGDO_g?view_as=subscriber">we tossed the clips up here</a><br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/01/29/uk/20181010_074034/" rel="attachment wp-att-22623"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-22623" height="422" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/01/20181010_074034.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a>Next up will be Spain. Count your sleeps. We are.<br />
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Holland was a hoot. (<a href="https://neuage.me/2018/12/08/utrecht/">previous Europe post</a>) We’ll be back. We said that six times before and sure enough we went back. Seems as if we have a January/February 2020 stay lined up. We did a winter stay two years ago; not sure if it is best for bike riding.<br />
As of 09 May 2017, The Netherlands has a reciprocal health care agreement with Australia. Guaranteeing Medicare – aligning reciprocal health care, which is good (for me) and others in similar situations. Getting old and shoving in implants makes travel insurance very high so thankfully we live in a country with good health care willing to share their good karma with eleven other countries: Belgium, Finland, Italy, Malta, the Netherlands, New Zealand, Norway, the Republic of Ireland, Slovenia, Sweden, and the United Kingdom. So, there is our list in the future of places to age gracefully in. Of course, we go to the States in a couple of months for three-months and my insurance for that little trip costs more than the air fare. Not fair. And I am an American. Go figure.<br />
<strong>30 August 2018</strong><br />
We left our Airbnb river tugboat, (see, <a href="https://neuage.me/2018/12/08/utrecht/">https://neuage.me/2018/12/08/utrecht/</a>) walking ten-minutes to the number four bus and arriving at Utrecht Centraal an hour earlier than we had planned. As we were taking five trains to Hamburg, saving money instead of one train, the ICE, which was twice as expensive, we got the first train to Amersfoort, had a snack at the train station and got ourselves to Hamburg, changing a few times along the way, by four pm. Narda’s friend Mau met us at the station and took us to our hotel a couple of blocks from the subway and a couple of blocks from her house.<br />
We have stayed at the <a href="http://www.hotel-commerz-hamburg.de/">Centrum Hotel Commerz</a>, Altona a few times. It is inexpensive, near Mau’s and the train station and it has a nice breakfast spread. It reminds me of the <em>Fawlty Towers series, </em>not in how the owners act but in how it looks; small, funky, a fussing-about man and his wife, but they are good.<br />
Narda met Mau at a music summer school in Budapest thirty years earlier and they have been friends ever since. We had breakfast together at the hotel the next morning and spent Saturday wandering around the Altona Park of Hamburg, ending at the Elbe River and taking a bus back. Because we have been to Hamburg several times before, most recently in February 2017, we won’t post much here (see “2 February Thursday DAY 69 of trip<strong>” </strong><a href="https://neuage.me/2017/02/13/two-ponts-and-a-castle/">https://neuage.me/2017/02/13/two-ponts-and-a-castle</a>/). Suffice to say, we happily got lost and sometimes found how to get to the next spot following a map. And when we are unable to find where we are headed we tend to explore where we are; which is what travel is really about.<br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/01/20/berlin/nardamaphamburg/" rel="attachment wp-att-22534"><img alt="" class="wp-image-22534 size-large aligncenter" height="500" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/01/nardamaphamburg.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a>We went with Mau to the train station on Sunday and took the ICE to Berlin. Earlier this year we rode many trains in India, including a seventeen-hour overnighter (<a href="https://neuage.org/India/">https://neuage.org/India/</a>). Long story short; the ICE is nice. Choose the quiet car – silence is golden and all that. Of course, people listen to music, videos, whatever, (on headphones) but they don’t talk on phones or to one another, OK, we did talk a bit, but there were only a few people in our carriage. It is an hour and forty-two minutes (yes, the Germans do on-time well, and so do the Indians, usually).<br />
<em>We also met Mau's parents at the train when we left. It was fantastic to see them again, a family of wonderful musicians. I have enjoyed meeting them a number of times over the years, once also in Australia when Hanno (Mau's dad, a great jazz pianist) came to watch a big band gig I was playing 2nd alto in (The Little Big Horns). This visit in Hamburg was the first of three times in this trip seeing my good friend and her 11 year old son. Precious times of reconnecting.</em><br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/01/20/berlin/nardamauterrell/" rel="attachment wp-att-22536"><img alt="" class="aligncenter wp-image-22536 size-large" height="563" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/01/nardamauterrell.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a> <a href="http://neuage.me/2019/01/20/berlin/nardamautrain/" rel="attachment wp-att-22537"> </a><a href="http://neuage.me/2019/01/20/berlin/nardamautrain/" rel="attachment wp-att-22537"><img alt="" class="aligncenter wp-image-22537 size-large" height="1000" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/01/nardamautrain.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a>Our Berlin hosts, with who we traded houses, met us at the Berlin station and drove us to our new home. They had already stayed at our home in Adelaide a few months ago when we were away in India. Frank and Wally took us out to an Italian restaurant, showed us around Berlin a bit and left us to our own discoveries back at their home. They have a second home and are staying there for the month of September while we make hay with their home. It is a nice German home, very comfortable and full of art as Frank is an artist. Frank and Wally are living in Frank's art-studio several blocks away. The next day Narda and I spent the day at home, writing, doing photographic stuff and looking at some of the things we would like to do during our month in Berlin. Narda plans our world-trips and I plan stuff to do when we get to where we are going. Of course we overlap but that is the big picture. I have found us an electronics fair to go to and lots of street art things to see. We will do the tourist stuff too. The idea of home-exchange is to live like a local.<br />
In the afternoon Wally and Frank took us to their daughter’s home. A very large apartment in a building from the 1930s. My impression of Berlin was that it was leveled during WW 2 but there are many buildings from the early 1900s as well as some from the 1800s.<br />
<em>We had some really interesting coversations with our new German friends. They are actively involved with helping a young Syrian refugee find a job, learn the language and get settled. It is great to see this side of the 'refugee crisis' in Europe. The daughter and her freind also told us some of their experiencees with Osho as their guru. This resounded with us, as we had spent time in Pune, India quite recently in a town where the movement is alive and well, and you often saw the participants walk around our neighbourhod in their maroon gowns.</em><br />
Our hosts said the best option for seeing Berlin was to pruchase either a weekly or a monthly transportation pass. We have use of their car but we did not use it preferring to ride bikes, walk, and public transportation; also, parking is difficult in Berlin. We bought a monthly bus/train/boat two zone pass for 59 Euros ($68 USD). The only limitation is we can only use it after 10 am which gives a great reason to sleep in.<br />
Monday – we did our first day out, taking combinations of five buses and subways/elevated trains, getting ourselves to the Brandenburg Gate and to the Jewish Memorial.<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/01/20/berlin/brandburggate/" rel="attachment wp-att-22517"><img alt="" class="size-medium wp-image-22517 aligncenter" height="200" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/01/brandburggate.jpg?w=300" width="300" /></a>Brochures tell us that The Brandenburg Gate is an 18th-century neoclassical monument, built on the orders of Prussian king Frederick William II after the successful restoration of order during the early Batavian Revolution.<br />
The separation of Berlin began in 1945 after the collapse of Germany. The country was divided into four zones, where each superpower controlled a zone. In 1946, reparation agreements broke down between the Soviet and Western zones. Response of the West was to merge French, British, and American zones in 1947 (sidebar – I was born in 1947, also Israel became a nation and India [Indian independence act 1947] became separate from Pakistan, four days after I was born, and of course the start of the modern era of UFO sightings, in Michigan, where I was born, began.) My friend in India interviewed me for her university magazine saying I was the man who was as old as India. We may have become side-tracked here. Moving on.<br />
From 1961 to 1989 the Brandenburg Gate came to symbolize divided Germany, as the Berlin Wall shut off access to the gate for both East and West Germans. It served as the backdrop for U.S. Pres. Ronald Reagan's famous 1987 speech in which he entreated the Soviet leader, “Mr. Gorbachev, tear down this wall.” (So easy to share our observations of what we saw/learned in Berlin with the wall issues and the wall ‘proposed’ in the States – but we won’t).<br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/01/20/berlin/jewishmemorial/" rel="attachment wp-att-22532"><img alt="" class="aligncenter wp-image-22532 size-large" height="500" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/01/jewishmemorial.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a>The Holocaust Memorial, a block from The Brandenburg Gate, is a moving tribute to the Murdered Jews of Europe. As most museums are closed on Monday, including this, we were amongst a only a few people here. The memorial is made up of two thousand, seven hundred and eleven grey concrete slabs, or stelae. They are identical in their horizontal dimensions (reminiscent of coffins), differing vertically (from eight inches to more than fifteen feet tall), arranged in a precise rectilinear array over 4.7 acres, allowing for long, straight, and narrow alleys between them, along which the ground undulates. There is a heap of information including upsetness about the whole memorial on the internet so there is no point in repeating.<br />
On my birth-day, 10 August, 1947, General Lucius D. Clay reported the release of the last 8 million German prisoners of war and the complete destruction or conversion of all armaments plants in the US-occupied zone. The United States became the first of the four occupying powers to release all its German POWs.<br />
For the whole month in Berlin we rode bikes every day. We have access to a car but never used it. The bus and train system are so good. Most busses are double decker, we would watch for one that had empty seats in the front on top and like any children we would scamper up and settle for our day’s journey which most days was to wherever the bus was going or until something looked interesting.<br />
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URBAN NATION.</h2>
As the parent of a person who actively (interactively) loved piecing/graffiti/street art I have cast my eye in the direction of urban art over the years (decades). My only real participation was my saying to Sacha that if he got permission to spray paint a fence in our town of Victor Harbor, I would even assist him with his ‘work’. Sure enough, he got the permission from a neighbour and one Sunday the two of us were out doing a fence. 1993. I only was ‘allowed’ to fill in some large areas due to my lack of experience; and well, for being old. After many challenging years of parenting a street artist he did come good and has done wall art for councils in Melbourne. So as the pa of a professional street-artist I looked forward to sharing with Narda this world. ‘<em>Urban Nation: Understand the power of art as a social architect</em>’ <a href="https://urban-nation.com/">https://urban-nation.com/</a>. Where does one start with such an amazing place? It is street art, it is younger people (everyone is younger these days), it is protest, it is amazing, and it is good.<br />
<em>And I was totally hooked. This amazing art, so full of colour, drama, beauty and societal comment was so much fun.</em><br />
There is a new show of international work every few months. We were fortunate to see two shows and to attend a movie night.<br />
Even the toilets are tagged/pieced more than what would be at the local Ikea,<br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/01/20/berlin/20180906_185834/" rel="attachment wp-att-22512"><img alt="" class="aligncenter wp-image-22512 size-large" height="563" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/01/20180906_185834.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a><br />
[caption id="attachment_22509" align="aligncenter" width="576"]<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/01/20/berlin/20180902_180224/" rel="attachment wp-att-22509"><img alt="Berlin Urban Nation Museum September, 2018" class="Berlin Urban Nation Museum September, 2018 wp-image-22509 size-large" height="1024" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/01/20180902_180224.jpg?w=576" title="Berlin Urban Nation Museum September, 2018" width="576" /></a> Berlin Urban Nation Museum September, 2018[/caption]Wall outside Urban Nation Museum<br />
We took too many photos inside and of street art around Berlin to post here but we did make a slideshow that is worth the visit, <a href="https://bit.ly/2AxPl8Q">https://bit.ly/2AxPl8Q</a>. We went one evening to see the incredible documentary, Happyland, by Australian street and contemporary artist Kaff-eine (<a href="http://www.kaff-eine.com/">http://www.kaff-eine.com/</a>);<br />
"art as shelter. film as connection’. Filmed in Manila’s slum: “We created and installed thirty five large art tarpaulins or 'art tarps' which featured Kaff-eine's portraits of local residents. The art tarps were either used to create or improve shelter, or sold and traded for food and other necessities. The installation process was professionally photographed and captured on film.” “Manila’s slum communities are home to millions of poverty-stricken people. The slum residents who experience the most brutal circumstances are the garbage-picking and charcoal-making communities, whose homes and livelihoods are Manila’s dumpsites. In Kaff-eine’s Phoenix 2015 project, the communities of Baseco and Happyland (from a local word ‘hapilan’ for dumpsite) identified a need for improved housing and shelter. In these wastelands, most residents live in makeshift homes built from scavenged, piecemeal materials and located in areas vulnerable to flooding, typhoons, storm surges and fires<em>.” </em><a href="https://www.cheeseagle.com/happyland/">https://www.cheeseagle.com/happyland/</a><br />
There is a sample on youtube of the film, well worth seeing if it is in your area <a href="https://bit.ly/2HjsUdB">https://bit.ly/2HjsUdB</a>. The showings were free. There were only six or seven of us there to watch. Perhaps because it was in English. We got to Urban Nation Museum an hour early because we believed it would be packed. We were surrounded by many empty chairs. Look up Kaff-eine on that internet thingy, she is doing some amazing stuff.<br />
A day of sightseeing got us to the F10 <em>ferry</em><em> from </em><em>Wannsee</em> to Kladow.<br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/01/20/berlin/20180905_131142/" rel="attachment wp-att-22511"><img alt="" class="aligncenter wp-image-22511 size-large" height="563" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/01/20180905_131142.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a> As you can see, we were excited about the trip.<br />
We did this trip a couple of times. The 20-minute trip is free with the standard A-B ticket (it's part of Berlin's official transport network); as we purchased a month pass we are taking several of the ‘free’ ferries. The teen idol, Kleine Cornelia, had her first hit record in 1951, aged eight, with a song written by her father. "<em>Pack die Badehose ein</em>" (Pack your swimsuit") a cheery tune about a group of children going swimming on a hot summer's day at Wannsee. The Wannsee Conference; where the implementation of the so-called Final solution to the Jewish question, was held along here, we could see the buildings from our ferry. Don't think teen idol, Kleine Cornelia was singing about this particular beach. The Wannsee House, site of the conference, is now a Holocaust memorial. Berlin is full of unpleasant history everywhere. There is not much to see in Kladow, another suburb of Berlin, but we did go for walks through the local forest and have lunch in it one day. Another day we took the #218 to the ferry for Peacock Island. The bus ride is rather spectacular as it goes for about half an hour through a dense forest on a one-lane gravel road.<br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/01/20/berlin/dsc_8951/" rel="attachment wp-att-22529"><img alt="" class="size-medium wp-image-22529 aligncenter" height="300" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/01/dsc_8951.jpg?w=200" width="200" /></a><em>"</em>Peacock Island is a world apart, with the fairy-tale castle and the free-roaming animals. From the ferry dock at the southern end of the island, a narrow path leads past lush roses and dense trees to the castle built in 1794<em>."</em><br />
<img alt="" class="aligncenter wp-image-22530 size-large" height="1024" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/01/dsc_8965.jpg?w=683" width="683" />Wow! Great hype. We were pumped. Got to the dock and saw a sign saying the ferry was closed for the day due to a strike or some dumb-ass reason. We were disappointed but not for long. In the distance we saw a large ferry coming our way. We got on without knowing more than that it was headed down the river. It was a ferry to Potsdam.<br />
This was our third trip to Potsdam. On the second one we had taken our bikes and bought the AB pass for them. Potsdam is in zone C. One time, in a month of daily riding, we saw an inspector on the train and of course we didn’t have the zone C bike pass. After close to getting arrested (I may have been a bit rude) we paid the on-the-spot fine and continued our ride. Arguing with a German train inspector is … (use your own adjectives, we did).<br />
<em>Actually I will finish that sentence "arguing with a German train inspector is"... pointless. I left Terrell arguing and went with the other inspector (in case I should try to flee) in search of an ATM. We drew the money out, it took a while, but when we returned, Terrell and the female inspector were in happy conversation talking about their mutual travel experiences. See how travel unites the warring nations. :)</em><br />
The best way to see Potsdam in a day, or afternoon, is on bike. There are bike paths around the Schlachtensee, the southernmost of the chain of lakes surrounding the Grunewald (Green Forest). We were even surprised… coming around a forested area, along the lake, to see many naked people. On the footpath, laying on the lawns, basking in the sun alongside the Schlachtensee. I wanted to take photos of the beautiful lake but Narda thought maybe I shouldn’t.<br />
We weren’t looking for anyplace in specific, just riding through parks when we came across Cecilienhof.<br />
[caption id="attachment_22540" align="aligncenter" width="750"]<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/01/20/berlin/20180918_134843/" rel="attachment wp-att-22540"><img alt="Site of the Potsdam Conference, at Cecilienhof. Where Stalin, Churchill, and Truman gathered to decide how to administer Germany in sthe summer of '45" class="wp-image-22540 size-large" height="422" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/01/20180918_134843.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a> Site of the Potsdam Conference, at Cecilienhof. Where Stalin, Churchill, and Truman gathered to decide how to administer Germany in sthe summer of '45[/caption]Site of the Potsdam Conference, at Cecilienhof, the home of Crown Prince Wilhelm in Potsdam from 17 July to 2 August 1945. Joseph Stalin, British Prime Ministers Winston Churchill<sup>, </sup>and Clement Attlee, and President Harry Truman hung out together and shared thoughts; how to administer Germany.<br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/01/20/berlin/dsc_8831/" rel="attachment wp-att-22527"><img alt="" class="aligncenter wp-image-22527 size-full" height="1013" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/01/dsc_8831.jpg" width="675" /></a><a href="http://neuage.me/2019/01/20/berlin/dsc_8832/" rel="attachment wp-att-22541"><img alt="" class="size-medium wp-image-22541 aligncenter" height="200" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/01/dsc_8832.jpg?w=300" width="300" /></a>Being with Dutch born Narda, we had to find the Dutch area in Potsdam. There are exactly 134 red, two-storey brick houses, arranged on four squares. Known as the Holländerhäuser (“Dutch houses”), they were built for Dutch immigrants between 1734 and 1742. They make up the largest exclusively Dutch housing development outside the Netherlands.<br />
There are lots of cafes, and shops and cool streets to act Dutch in (not quite sure what that means but I enjoyed myself).<br />
[caption id="attachment_22542" align="aligncenter" width="1013"]<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/01/20/berlin/dsc_8844/" rel="attachment wp-att-22542"><img alt="the Holländerhäuser (“Dutch houses”)" class="wp-image-22542 size-full" height="675" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/01/dsc_8844.jpg" width="1013" /></a> the Holländerhäuser (“Dutch houses”)[/caption]Berlin has 5 other public ferry lines. There are links on the Berlin homepage <a href="https://www.berlin.de/">https://www.berlin.de/</a> and there is a dropdown menu to choose whatever language floats your boat.<br />
The Berlin Wall and The <em>Wall Museum East </em>Side Gallery are main attractions. We spent a few days in this area.<br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/01/20/berlin/walk-along-canal/" rel="attachment wp-att-22572"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-22572" height="500" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/01/walk-along-canal.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a>The path goes to Potsdam which is some 20+ kilometres but we only went about five K, stopping little towns along the way and further up where it is wider we saw this big-ass barge with a couple, in our age bracket if not older running it. Narda immediately figures she wants to have a barge and navigate it. Being Dutch, with family members who had tugboats, and other vessels, it is in her blood. Of course, I agree but believe we may be a bit old and foreign to start a career as barge drivers.<br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/01/20/berlin/dsc_8332-2/" rel="attachment wp-att-22573"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-22573" height="500" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/01/dsc_8332-1.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a>When we were not hooning about on our bikes and trains, we took random buses. We do this in most every place we go. Our main criteria is, if a bus stops with empty seats we get on. In Berlin it was if there were empty seats on the second story in the front, so we could feel like flying through the streets of Berlin.<br />
We went to so many places that were so old, we felt young. For example, St. Nicholas Church in Perlin-Spandau started in 1240 and complete 1398. In 1806, Napoleonic troops used the church as an ammunition magazine. In 1944 a bombing raid burnt the tower, but they fixed it back up in the 1980s. They have several things from 1398, the alter is new though, built in 1582. I have the information sheet in front of me here in Adelaide (January 2019) so it makes remembering things from four months ago a bit easier.<br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/01/20/berlin/terrell-in-front-of-wall/" rel="attachment wp-att-22538"><img alt="" class="size-large wp-image-22538 aligncenter" height="422" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/01/terrell-in-front-of-wall.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a>The stories of what went on stays in one’s mind. The idea of building a wall in the States is close to shocking after viewing Berlin’s stories.<br />
[caption id="attachment_22544" align="aligncenter" width="750"]<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/01/20/berlin/narda-at-berlin-wall/" rel="attachment wp-att-22544"><img alt="Communist dictators Leonid Brezhnev and Erich Honecker kissing" class="size-large wp-image-22544" height="422" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/01/narda-at-berlin-wall.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a> Communist dictators Leonid Brezhnev and Erich Honecker kissing[/caption]There are many memorials around the city such as this one,<br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/01/20/berlin/dsc_8610/" rel="attachment wp-att-22523"><img alt="" class="wp-image-22523 size-large aligncenter" height="500" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/01/dsc_8610.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a>We took trams to random places in the former East Germany starting from Alexanderplatz, a huge meeting place in the centre of Berlin. As most places in Berlin the ‘Alex’ was pretty much wiped out, though now there are no signs of anything but modern building throwups. With the many museums we managed to get to two. The American Museum and one and Berlin's East Germany museum. As we were here toward the end of September we went one evening for the <span class="ILfuVd">Oktoberfest</span> celebrations but by nine pm we were bored and went home.<br />
[caption id="attachment_22545" align="aligncenter" width="576"]<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/01/20/berlin/20180909_115814-2/" rel="attachment wp-att-22545"><img alt="In these exhibits, everyday life in the GDR comes across as quaint, inefficient, boring, comical, and worthy of a varying degree of derision." class="wp-image-22545 size-large" height="1024" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/01/20180909_115814-1.jpg?w=576" width="576" /></a> In these exhibits, everyday life in the GDR comes across as quaint, inefficient, boring, comical, and worthy of a varying degree of derision.[/caption]In the East Germany museum there were displays of how everyday life in the German Democratic Republic looked during the wall division. I thought they looked pretty much like anywhere in the Western world except every apartment looked the same… wait isn’t that how they were everywhere? There was the chance to drive a Trabant, the most common vehicle in the former East Germany and so Narda did. Unfortunately, I missed that exhibit and have no photos as I was looking at the exhibit about nude bathing… and other interesting parts of German life.<br />
<em>While Terrell was busy with the nudes, I found a display of an old ccommunist era Trabant, which was all set up to have a 'driving experience' with an interactive screen and real steering wheel, gears and foot pedals. I managed to get it 'going' and drove very fast around the neighbourhood, narrowly missing other cars and pedestrians. It was a hoot. Unitl I finally crashed it into a pole. Oh well. Next.</em><br />
<em>My favourite Berlin iconic food was 'curry wurst'. Basically yummy German wurst covered in tomato sauce and sprinkled with curry powder. Simple but good. I clocked up 6 meals.</em><br />
Berlin has been a traditional hot spot for squatters, initially driven by the multitudes of empty properties left by families leaving the former East Germany. We found an area in the Turkish Quarter (Kreuzberg) with a block of apartment buildings with poetic lyrics on banners hanging about the place. As there is a squatter’s museum we passed we tried to find it again but never did. <a href="http://neuage.me/2019/01/20/berlin/dsc_8701/" rel="attachment wp-att-22524"><img alt="" class="aligncenter wp-image-22524 size-full" height="1013" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/01/dsc_8701.jpg" width="675" /></a>Our host took us to a large area filled with huge Russian statues, The Soviet War Memorial (Tiergarten) erected by the Soviet Union to commemorate its war dead, particularly the 80,000 soldiers of the Soviet Armed Forces who died during the Battle of Berlin in April and May 1945. So impressive I took maybe a hundred photos but two here is enough.<br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/01/20/berlin/dsc_8771/" rel="attachment wp-att-22526"><img alt="" class="alignnone wp-image-22526 size-medium" height="300" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/01/dsc_8771.jpg?w=200" width="200" /> </a><a href="http://neuage.me/2019/01/20/berlin/dsc_8758/" rel="attachment wp-att-22525"><img alt="" class="alignnone wp-image-22525 size-medium" height="300" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/01/dsc_8758.jpg?w=200" width="200" /> </a><br />
OK, one more... <a href="http://neuage.me/2019/01/20/berlin/soviet-statue/" rel="attachment wp-att-22547"><img alt="" class="aligncenter wp-image-22547 size-large" height="1024" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/01/soviet-statue.jpg?w=683" width="683" /></a>These statues are huge, like the dude with the gun is 12 metres (almost 40 foot) and others are as large or larger.<br />
We went to other free concerts, such as the ones offered at The Kaiser Wilhelm Memorial Church. There is no entrance fee to see inside the ruined church or to bop around the new one. The church built at the end of the 19th century, bombed to smithereens in 1943, rebuilt in the 1960s, still has part of the bombed-out section, including the bell tower. It is quite impressive to see the ruined steeple surrounded by the ultra-modern skyscrapers around it. We attended an organ concert but didn’t make it to any of their other free concerts or paid ones. Well worth the bother to get to this part of town. See their webpage for stuff (in English and other languages too) <a href="https://gedaechtniskirche-berlin.de/">https://gedaechtniskirche-berlin.de/</a>. <a href="http://neuage.me/2019/01/20/berlin/kaiser-wilhelm-memorial-church/" rel="attachment wp-att-22548"><img alt="" class="aligncenter wp-image-22548 size-large" height="1024" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/01/kaiser-wilhelm-memorial-church.jpg?w=576" width="576" /></a> inside the new church – zillions of small blue windows - <a href="http://neuage.me/2019/01/20/berlin/kaiser-wilhelm-memorial-church-inside/" rel="attachment wp-att-22549"><img alt="" class="aligncenter wp-image-22549 size-large" height="1024" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/01/kaiser-wilhelm-memorial-church-inside.jpg?w=683" width="683" /></a>It is located on the Kurfürstendamm in the centre of the Breitscheidplatz. The Christmas market is near the church, this is an active area day and night with buskers, outdoor concerts, souvenir places and shopping centres. (On 19 December 2016, a truck was deliberately driven into the Christmas market next to the Kaiser Wilhelm Memorial Church leaving 12 people dead and 56 others injured). I have this in my Thoughts in Patterns Book 6. <strong>(page 27 - </strong><strong><a href="https://www.amazon.com/dp/1792861109">print edition</a></strong><strong>) (</strong><strong><a href="https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07MP2VMZJ">eBook</a></strong><strong>)</strong> (Examine the first fifteen pages for free). Book 6 is from our 2018 travels.<br />
[caption id="attachment_22550" align="aligncenter" width="663"]<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/01/20/berlin/what-a-full-day-of-impressions/" rel="attachment wp-att-22550"><img alt="Thoughts in Patterns Book 6.(page 27 - print edition) (eBook) (Examine the first fifteen pages for free). Book 6 is from our 2018 travels" class="size-full wp-image-22550" height="442" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/01/what-a-full-day-of-impressions.jpg" width="663" /></a> Thoughts in Patterns Book 6. (page 27 - print edition)[/caption]I was taking photos of the area when this little girl walked by, looking at the flowers and memorial to those who had died. (On Google+ <a href="https://plus.google.com/photos/photo/114860736952666194539/6599469941826415362">here</a>).<br />
Another area we explored was Potsdamer Platz about 1 km south of the Brandenburg Gate and the Reichstag. After developing from an intersection of rural thoroughfares into the most bustling traffic intersection in Europe, it was totally wiped out during World War II and then left desolate during the Cold War era when the Berlin Wall bisected its former location. In the last couple of decades, it has once again become a centre. We took Europe’s fastest lift (elevator for the Yanks), to the top (100 metres or about 30 stories) in 20 seconds. It is the coolest lift. At the top there is a 360-degree view of Berlin. We were there on a clear day and though we could not quite see Australia in the distance we did see heaps. Hitler's Reich Chancellery was just one block away and many other Nazi government things were nearby as well, and so Potsdamer Platz was right in a major target area throughout the war until it was levelled. When the Berlin Wall, 1961, went through the Platz it stayed in its rubble state. Only one building in the whole area remained. To get a feeling for how it was see the German film <em>Wings of Desire</em> <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wings_of_Desire">https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wings_of_Desire</a> The film scored 98% on Rotten Tomatoes, meaning it is quite good. There is a YouTube trailer of it at <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Og4Y9gbhqBE">https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Og4Y9gbhqBE</a> Or rent the two-hour movie from YouTube at <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ehLj4RzUhrs">https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ehLj4RzUhrs</a>. For more groovy stuff; on 21 July 1990, ex-Pink Floyd member Roger Waters staged a gigantic charity concert of his former band's rock extravaganza <em>The Wall</em> to commemorate the end of the division between East and West Germany. The concert took place at Potsdamer Platz. The full concert is on several YouTube sites – as is the nature of YouTube, some are better filmed than others. Not sure if there is an official version.<br />
Just a couple of more places/insights. As we often say, “we like to live where we visit”. We try to make minimum stays of four-weeks. Berlin, we need to stay for several months. Everyday we were out and about, though if we had longer we would have had some ‘downtime’, a day at home; perhaps even writing a blog, instead of waiting for three-months later, as is now, to write from memory, Narda’s handwritten notes, my daily textualities, picture-poems, and sorting through, easily, a thousand photos and a lot of video. I am not doing a video for Berlin currently. Just too much else to do in life, and we still have all of Spain to write about.<br />
One of my favourite museums, The <em>Urban</em> Nation <em>Museum</em> for <em>Urban</em> Contemporary Art by far is the best, but up there with the next tier of museums is the American Museum (Allied Museum). <a href="http://www.alliiertenmuseum.de/">http://www.alliiertenmuseum.de</a> Not because I am one of them, but due to its quality of information. It is free, except for a euro to go inside an airplane used during the Berlin Blockade.<br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/01/20/berlin/dsc_8903-2/" rel="attachment wp-att-22551"><img alt="" class="wp-image-22551 size-medium aligncenter" height="200" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/01/dsc_8903-1.jpg?w=300" width="300" /></a><br />
A video (in English) tells the daringness of the Yanks during the Soviet blockade to starve out western Germany. We also got to see Checkpoint Charlie buildings. We saw tunnels,<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/01/20/berlin/dsc_8905/" rel="attachment wp-att-22552"><img alt="" class="aligncenter wp-image-22552 size-large" height="500" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/01/dsc_8905.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a>how the Yanks did the 1960s in tough times and so much more. Well worth the visits, to see how the locals endured. <a href="http://neuage.me/2019/01/20/berlin/photo-crowd_the-allied-museum/" rel="attachment wp-att-22553"><img alt="" class="wp-image-22553 size-large aligncenter" height="422" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/01/photo-crowd_the-allied-museum.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a>The last place we will mention is the Spandau castle. We took the train out to the Rathaus Spandau stop (on our bikes). <a href="http://neuage.me/2019/01/20/berlin/20180926_111000-copy/" rel="attachment wp-att-22554"><img alt="" class="size-large wp-image-22554 aligncenter" height="422" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/01/20180926_111000-copy.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a>and yes it does look like a girl’s bike, but we don’t call them that. We call them ‘step-through bikes’ as that is their current names and less gender humiliating (for males). I need this type, as at 71, running and throwing a leg over and racing away is difficult!<br />
“<em>Spandau Castle was indirectly mentioned for the first time in 1197. The Margraves of Brandenburg had built it on the site of an old Slavic settlement at the place where the rivers Havel and Spree meet.”</em> <a href="http://www.zitadelle-berlin.de/">http://www.zitadelle-berlin.de/</a><br />
“<em>The Citadel is home to 10,000 bats every year. They come to sleep through the cold winter. The vaults of the old fortress offer a multitude of hiding places. The brick walls offer one of the most important winter quarters for bats in Europe</em>.” (<a href="http://www.zitadelle-berlin.de/en/citadel/fledermaeuse/">http://www.zitadelle-berlin.de/en/</a> )<br />
We went to the bat cellar. Very interesting. I used my phone light to look through the glass. Maybe it isn’t supposed to be done. The bats went nuts flying all over inside their once sleepy enclosure. But we did get to see them in all their glory. Spandau Castle is a good whole day visit. There were maybe five other tourists the whole day we were there. We brought our lunch and thermos of coffee and between the bats and the towers the day was wonderful. Some of the highlights here are the Julius Tower which is the oldest building in Berlin (1500s), which we lumbered to the top of for a spectacular view. The Fortress <strong>‘</strong><em>A masterpiece of Renaissance architecture’ since the 16<sup>th</sup> century</em>' is groovy too.<br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/2019/01/20/berlin/dsc_9167-2/" rel="attachment wp-att-22555"><img alt="" class="size-large wp-image-22555 aligncenter" height="500" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2019/01/dsc_9167-1.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a>And that is all we are saying. We loved Berlin, a month is just not enough time there. A short blog like this only scratches the surface of our life in Berlin. We lived life like we do at home or anywhere we nest: we watch Netflix series in the evening, watch Colbert, John Oliver, Bill Maher and other USA real-news in the morning, eat our usual meals which for me is low-carb, organic vegetarian. And with Narda, meat and stuff. Next blog is Northern Spain. Between Germany and Spain, we popped into Great Britain for ten-days. Staying in Horsham, Brighton, and taking a Brittany Ferry from Portsmouth to Santander, Spain, with visits to museums and castles all of which we will share in the Spain blog, coming soon to you, exclusively.<br />
<em>I agree with Terrell; we coud easily have stayed here for 3 months. I think we will probably return. The city has a very special presence. Full of tragedy and courage, and the memories are everywhere. And full of art and creativity. We also enjoyed the Turkish quarter, another different vibe. One of the highlights for me was the conversations with Frank and Wally. Frank has such a lot of knowledge about Berin's history, but also about the state of the world and I found his insights so fascinating. They are a very generous couple, both in their dealings with us, their hospitality, and also in their work with the refugees. Berlin made a big impression on me.</em><br />
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Macclesfield is a small town on the upper reaches of the River Angas in the Adelaide Hills region of South Australia. 958 is what Wikipedia says is their population. Allegedly we upped it to 960 for a couple of days last week. Good on us.<br />
That is not the story I will tell though, our addition to the population. That is a given.<br />
My mate Sandy Mathewson sent us an invite on Facebook several months ago to hear his band, The BoogieMen, playing at <em>The Goats Head Festival</em> at The Three Brothers Arms over in Macclesfield. As one does in Facebook, we said yes. We were in Spain at the time so saying yes seemed reasonable. However, we forgot about the festival and anything to do with anything in Australia after we got back from three months in Europe and started busily planning our next trip overseas in six-months.<br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/2018/12/24/macclesfield/ad-for-festival/" rel="attachment wp-att-22474"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-22474" height="270" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2018/12/ad-for-festival.jpg" width="712" /></a>We complained how long before we got to go anywhere when Narda remembered last Thursday that we had said we were attending some sort of festival. I texted Sandy to say I thought we would go to hear him. We had not seen Sandy for years even though he lives half an hour away. I have known Sandy since about 1990. Back then we lived in Victor Harbour, with lots of ideas of what to do in life. One of those ideas was to start a radio station. Sandy was an ex-ABC radio dude and had lots of knowledge about the business, We started E-FM (Encounter FM; Victor Harbor is in an area called the Encounter Coast – has to do with Mathews Flinders first encounter with some other dude in 1802) in 1990. Sandy was president, I was secretary and newsperson (I was doing a degree in journalism at uni at the time) and several other characters were other things. Even our children were involved. There was a story about my children’s involvement in a magazine (<a href="https://www.neuage.org/neuage_radio.pdf">https://www.neuage.org/neuage_radio.pdf</a>) with photos. Over the next twenty-five years our paths crossed (oh, we both quit and passed the radio station on to some other people a couple of decades ago) a few times. I remembered Sandy as a very talented bass player so an opportunity to see him was good.<br />
On Friday, the next day after we said we were going, we rang the Three Brother’s Arms to enquire about tickets; they had sold out, but were told they could probably rustle up a couple of tickets if we got them soon. We were also told we could park our caravan in town. Free accommodation had us packing our van and on the road three hours later. Macclesfield is only an hour away. We hadn’t been in our caravan for six-months and an excuse to get out of town worked for us. We definitely are restless nomads. I have been since age 16, fifty-five years ago. To make a long introduction short, we realised we did not need to flee Australia to have a good time and to be the on-the-road explorers we were meant to be.<br />
To borrow a line on their webpage (<a href="https://www.macclesfieldhistory.com.au/).">https://www.macclesfieldhistory.com.au/).</a> <em>This small town from the 1830's still retains much of its Old-World charm in this present era.</em><br />
We found Davenport Square with a large parking area, public toilets, even a power point which I was quick to plug our van into for a few hours.<br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/2018/12/24/macclesfield/dsc_2201/" rel="attachment wp-att-22473"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-22473" height="500" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2018/12/DSC_2201.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a>We were only a couple of blocks from The Three Brothers Arms. Actually, the town is not much more than a few blocks, with two pubs, couple of churches, a bakery and a post office.<br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/2018/12/24/macclesfield/dsc_2196/" rel="attachment wp-att-22476"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-22476" height="500" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2018/12/DSC_2196.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a>The first place we found on our bike meanderings was the local footy oval – in Australia these are the sacred grounds; in the Adelaide Hills they are the Adelaide Hills footy clubs. Narda’s three sons have played many games here (they played for Birdwood; Stu, Narda’s youngest – somewhere in his mid-30s, still plays) but it is the two acres of once scrub land next to the oval that impressed us. It has been landscaped into a garden with walkways, seats and statues from local artists. The park is a memorial to various wars. For example, there is a brick paver for every South Australian military person who has served in Australia’s defence. There are memorials to dogs in the service, horses and camels from various wars, as well as every aspect and every battle Aussies have been in. Below are a few photos – if you get to Adelaide go to this park, it is well worth the visit.<br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/2018/12/24/macclesfield/dsc_2158_1/" rel="attachment wp-att-22479"><img alt="" class="wp-image-22479 size-medium alignleft" height="300" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2018/12/DSC_2158_1.jpg?w=200" width="200" /></a><a href="http://neuage.me/2018/12/24/macclesfield/dsc_2160/" rel="attachment wp-att-22480"><img alt="" class="wp-image-22480 size-medium alignnone" height="300" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2018/12/DSC_2160.jpg?w=200" width="200" /></a> <a href="http://neuage.me/2018/12/24/macclesfield/dsc_2161/" rel="attachment wp-att-22481"><img alt="" class="wp-image-22481 size-medium alignnone" height="300" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2018/12/DSC_2161.jpg?w=200" width="200" /></a><a href="http://neuage.me/2018/12/24/macclesfield/dsc_2164/" rel="attachment wp-att-22482"> <img alt="" class="alignnone wp-image-22482 size-medium" height="300" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2018/12/DSC_2164.jpg?w=200" width="200" /></a><br />
My favourtie scuplture was this helicopter from the Viet Nam era made of horseshoes (I chopped out some trees to hopefully show the horseshoes better). More info from somewhere on the web tells us: “<em>RAR Somalia Veteran, Greg Hopgood, unveiled his Huey made with nearly a ton of horse shoes. Commissioned by the Mt Barker District Council for the 100th Anniversary at the end of WW1. Using a 112-year old-hand-cranked coke forge, he carefully sculptured and created the Iroquois helicopter, commonly known as a “Huey”, which is synonymous with the Vietnam War.</em><em>”</em><br />
[caption id="attachment_22484" align="aligncenter" width="750"]<a href="http://neuage.me/2018/12/24/macclesfield/horseshoe-helicpoter/" rel="attachment wp-att-22484"><img alt="“RAR Somalia Veteran, Greg Hopgood, unveiled his Huey made with nearly a ton of horse shoes. Commissioned by the Mt Barker District Council for the 100th Anniversary at the end of WW1. Using a 112-year old-hand-cranked coke forge, he carefully sculptured and created the Iroquois helicopter, commonly known as a “Huey”, which is synonymous with the Vietnam War.”" class="size-large wp-image-22484" height="359" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2018/12/horseshoe-helicpoter.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a> “RAR Somalia Veteran, Greg Hopgood, unveiled his Huey made with nearly a ton of horse shoes. Commissioned by the Mt Barker District Council for the 100th Anniversary at the end of WW1. Using a 112-year old-hand-cranked coke forge, he carefully sculptured and created the Iroquois helicopter, commonly known as a “Huey”, which is synonymous with the Vietnam War.”[/caption]We found a favourite café to purchase a meat pie for Narda and a veggie spinach-cheese roll for me (BTW, there is only one café in Macclesfield) and to learn about the town a bit.<br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/2018/12/24/macclesfield/dsc_2198/" rel="attachment wp-att-22486"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-22486" height="500" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2018/12/DSC_2198.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a>We were told that Macclesfield is on the ‘Hills Sculpture Trail’, with some cool sculpture scattered about at Crystal Lake.<br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/2018/12/24/macclesfield/dsc_2180/" rel="attachment wp-att-22487"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-22487" height="200" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2018/12/DSC_2180.jpg?w=300" width="300" /></a>The sculptures are crafted by master sculptors from around the world every two years. The last one was in 2017 and the next is schedule for April 2019. Over nine days nine sculptors will be doing their stuff. We leave for the States mid-April and will depend on you to tell us about it and share photos. (don’t let us down) Other towns throughout the Adelaide Hills will be doing this too. In 2017 there were 26 sculptures done. Find out more at <a href="http://hillssculpturetrail.com.au/">http://hillssculpturetrail.com.au/</a><br />
We rode our bikes over to Crystal Lake only to not only discover some good stuff but to conjure up a memory for Narda; which she will tell…<br />
<em>I'm sure this is the site of a Bible camp I attended when I was 10 or maybe 12 years old! I remember this building with its metal double bunks lined up along each wall. This one was for the girls and there was another one (now gone) for the boys, and a dining area. It was a weird feeling, all those years ago; memories I thought I had forgotten. If anyone reading this blog knows more, let me know. There was also a small recreational lake, now wetlands, where I'm pretty sure we got to ride in small boats. I even remember the camp councillors saying early each morning to we-sleepers. "wakey wakey, wash, make beds".</em><br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/2018/12/24/macclesfield/nardas-bible-camp/" rel="attachment wp-att-22489"><img alt="'Watersong' by Yoshin Ogata, Japan. Marble from Paris Creek, South Australia" class="size-medium wp-image-22489" height="169" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2018/12/Nardas-bible-camp.jpg?w=300" width="300" /></a><br />
Here are some photos of sculptures we came across…<br />
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After a day of riding around, well two days, Friday and Saturday morning it was time to experience what we had come for, The<em> Goats Head Festival</em> at The Three Brothers Arms. It started at 2:30 pm and would go until midnight. Our bedtime is 9 so to be up with the young ones (those still in their 60s.....<em>hey! careful....N</em>) we took a nap and walked the two blocks from where we were parked to the venue. We were told once we went in, we would not be able to go back out which troubled us at first; the idea of nine hours in a pub was a bit hard to come at, especially as we never go to pubs, or out at night for that matter. We got a wrist band and made it clear we would need to leave to go to our home on wheels to get a jacket, take a nap, who knows what? We went in for half an hour listened to the first group and went back to our caravan for an hour then back to the pub where we caught up with my mate, Sandy. His group was not until ten pm, but he came in six hours early, so we could catch up with years of each of our adventures. Sandy has been playing with his band at local venues for the past couple of decades and he travelled too. See <a href="https://www.facebook.com/The-boogiemen-126909057487071/">https://www.facebook.com/The-boogiemen-126909057487071/</a> to check out where he is shaking up the neighbourhood next. We told him about our travels which he has been following for years on Facebook and other spacey places but all we knew about him (except for making fun of people like me with our low-carb veggie diets and hanging on to a 1960s San Francisco/New Orleans/NYC mindset even when living in Australia) was that he had gone to Scotland. He looked up and tracked down his family genealogy from his father’s side and he had many great stories of that experience.<br />
During the day we drifted in and out of the Blues thingy. We were very impressed by the Kelly Menhennett (<a href="http://www.kellymenhennett.com/">http://www.kellymenhennett.com/</a>) What a singer and performer! Be sure to catch her on your next night out. Sandy’s band as always had everyone up and dancing and gave us a good dose of the Blues. They were on only for 45 minutes which is not enough of their good listening and dancing music. Look up where they are doing a solo gig to get three hours of high-quality blues to top off your working day, retirement life, or just another week completed.<br />
Then evening ended with the well-known South Australian Dixieland group ‘Gumbo Yaya’ <a href="https://www.facebook.com/gumboyayaadelaide/">https://www.facebook.com/gumboyayaadelaide/</a> a top Louisiana type of blues band. I have lived in New Orleans off and on for several years in the 1960s and 1970s (I was a streets artist along Jackson Square in the early 1970s) and even took Narda there six or seven years ago. New Orleans has always been my favourite city (next to NYC) and whenever I can I am listening to some of that Louisiana swamp music, especially blues from the early 1900s.<br />
We managed to get back home (to our caravan) by half past midnight. A fair effort for us. What we learned from this weekend was two things: We can go out at night past eight pm and have an enjoyable time; and two, we should be exploring more of South Australia. For example, this year we spent three-months in India, three-months in Europe, it is time to enjoy the small towns of South Australia. Our next blog is our time in Germany and then our month in Spain, then we will tell you about the groovy small towns of South Australia.<br />
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<em>This is Misty. She was rescued from her mother who had sadly become roadkill. The kind lady who took her in is now her surrogate mum and Misty follows her everywhere. A beautiful little 'roo, I believe she is a Western Grey, typical of this area in the Adelaide Hills. We met her watching some kids playing tennis, trying to pick up some tips (we have started a new venture: tennis playing, inspired by tennis rackets and a vacant tennis court left for us in at our lovely apartment complex in Noja, Northern Spain.)</em><br />
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Kuala Lumpur to London 07/August/2018</h1>
11 am – One hour into our flight, Australia all around; sky, land, air, Australian clouds drifting by, sure they are foreign, ruffled refurbished refugee clouds. This sky again – millions of years in the making, I have seen it before, multiple times. Machine learning sky, reformatting to my projections; first saw this space 1980. I went to an astrological conference in Sydney flying through Yankee sky: Baltimore, Dallas, Los Angeles, Auckland, no longer Yankee space; then Australia, bloody Australia…thirty-8 years later leaving again. Lost the times I have been in these skies, leaving; between 25 – 30 times. Probably many more. I even wrote two books; Leaving Australia 1 (<a href="https://www.amazon.com/Leaving-Australia-Again-Before-After-ebook/dp/B01HZZON6Y">Leaving Australia 'Again': Before the After</a>) and 2 (<a href="https://www.amazon.com.au/Leaving-Australia-Again-Book-After-ebook/dp/B01M2CBL0X">Leaving Australia, 'Again’: Book 2 ‘After’</a>), published them on Amazon- sold one a few years ago; girl from my past took issue with my description of her and our early 1970s foray into youth and the streets of New Orleans. Another complained about us in Baltimore at the end of the 1970s I changed their names, everyone else in my books are now dead except for one son and an ex-wife I have had no contact with for fifteen-years so I no longer get notifications from people and my depiction of them.<br />
I got off task here... so good to be in flight again. Three months in Australia is quickly over. Our India three months was fantastic, and we are already planning the next exploration of the sub-continent, but that trip is three months behind us. Now a three months European run: UK, The Netherlands for three weeks Berlin a month and Northern Spain a month. It has been a year since this area. We did Denmark for six weeks and the Baltic last year at this time. I turned 70 in St. Petersburg, Russia with the evening out-to-sea; a metaphor for my life. This week I will be 71, half in London and half in The Netherlands.<br />
[caption id="attachment_22412" align="aligncenter" width="750"]<a href="http://neuage.me/2018/08/15/london2018/4-in-plane-images/" rel="attachment wp-att-22412"><img alt="Malaysian Airline Kuala Lumpur to London" class="wp-image-22412 size-large" height="500" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2018/08/4-in-plane-images.jpg?w=750" style="border: 5px solid #8080ff;" width="750" /></a> Malaysian Airline Kuala Lumpur to London[/caption]Australia was a good stay; family, creative stuff, mowed the lawn, tried to declutter the shed; decades of boxes of memories. I did throw away a few papers. When we get back I will attempt another declutter. We'll be planning for 2019 and the USA for three months and Pakistan-India later in the year. And there will be the lawn to mow, family to attend to so the decluttering may have to wait until 2020, though I won't mention that to Narda, she has brought up ‘the shed' for several years. She even escorted me to a ‘declutter’ class (twice) when we were in upstate New York around 2003 or 4. I found them quite interesting and dragged a container of stuff to China for our three-years there, added more and now it is all in our shed. Not just my stuff but my dead family’s stuff: father, brother, son, mother as well as some dead-friends’ things. A shed filled with dead people’s belongings- but they give me comfort. And yes, Narda has past stuff there too.<br />
So here we are, in the clouds again. Getting away from our stuff. Narda is a master packer. We each have one bag less than twenty-Kilos and a seven kilogram carry on bag. Half my weight is computer, phones (Android and iPhone; need options), hard drives, camera, lenses, tripod.... Narda is looking forward to the time I can travel with just a phone (or two) using it for video, photos, computer and my endless hours using Adobe. I am still tethered to my computer for editing/creative madness and I like my Nikon and 300mm lens. Phones are not quite there. And books. Narda changed to Kindle fifteen or so years ago. My last old thing, I would rather read a book. Narda reads books too but still all those cheap e-books... for example, I have 8 e-books I have published, all very cheap, they don't sell. I was almost finished with my thick and too heavy to bring Henry James’ ‘New York Stories’, all written in the 1880 - 1890 era. I have been reading literature from last century the past couple of years. Though for this trip I moved forward and brought a book on the poetry of the 1950s. Eye rolling from the passenger next to me I brought along on this trip.<br />
Our first stop is Kuala Lumpur, we are on Malaysia Airlines. Instead of trying the whole thing, Australia to Europe in one go, we are breaking this up into two trips. I turn 71 in a few days so we're taking it slower. And this is my start; just wrote this on my phone while listening to music from the 1950s and 1960s. On some level I suppose I am progressing.<br />
Finally, something to write about. We had a typical ordinary flight. With Malaysia airlines picking seats it is an add-on, as most airlines are now. However, booking 72 hours before the flight brings up the seat chart. We chose the front row with a window and isle on the two-seat side row plan. We realized our error within minutes but were unable to change. We were told to change we'd provoke a fee, but if we waited until 48 hours before departure we could change seats. Our obvious error was we were next to the front row of crazed babies and their wailing. With 48 hours to go the plane looked empty. No one is leaving Adelaide. Really, why would they? (CNN reports that Adelaide is the number ten most livable city in the world for 2018). Low and behold when we got to loading up time there was not a spare seat. Wow a brain-drain on Adelaide, everyone is bailing. <strong>TIP 1</strong>, choose seats 72 hours early. Sure enough there was a baby screaming the whole eight hours in the front row. With my noise cancelling headset filtering the best music of the 1950s and 1960s I was fine a few rows back but Narda seemed spooked.<br />
Narda, the wise, has us overnight in Kuala Lumpur, central, they spell it <em>Sentral.</em> The last time we were in KL we took a taxi into downtown, well actually to the India area and stayed several days. It took so long, we were stuck in traffic all the way. This time, older, somewhat wiser, we took the KLIA Ekspres train to <em>Sentral</em>; 28 minutes, air conditioned, worth the 200 ringgets ($50 USD for two, round trip). <strong>TIP 2</strong> take the bloody KL express airport to <em>Sentral.</em><br />
The downside with an overnight is the immigration line. In KL it is always bad – quite chaotic, taking more than an hour to get through. After eight-hours sitting it is too long to stand, going back it will be after a thirteen-hour flight.<br />
<strong>TIP 3</strong> We almost stuffed up this one; we could have had our luggage go on tomorrow's flight and not be incumbent on it following us everywhere, but we didn't. If the continued flight is within twenty-four hours they will take care of it. We got to <em>Sentral</em> and saw that with our KL Express return we could give our luggage to the airline and they would take it to the airport and have it arrive with us tomorrow. I believe it is only with Malaysian planes. So we got rid of our crap for awhile. It was just a ten-minute stroll to our room and the first thing we saw was an ad for a massage; 50 local thingies ($12 USD) for an hour so we grabbed a bite to eat and rocked up for our hour of rubbing by the seeing-impaired folks. Narda was happy with her hour, even proclaiming it was the best massage she ever had. Me, good grief, writing this on our flight KL to London a day later I am still sore. OK so he couldn't see me but when I said ouch several times he should have gotten the clue I was not whistling Dixie. We used to get massages often in China and they would be either too hard or great.<br />
<strong>TIP next</strong> Get the right person for your massage.<br />
We upgraded a bit, taking Economy Plus which gave much more leg room. <strong>TIP</strong>, upgrade to Business - you can plug your computer in for more entertainment/creativity.<br />
Twelve hour flight to London; five hours to go, I have used up my computer battery doing my Photoshop-textual wonders (<a href="https://plus.google.com/collection/E_6JaB">https://plus.google.com/collection/E_6JaB</a>), finally found something to view on the airline movie channels, ‘Jailhouse Rock’, 1957, Elvis first film. So different than what's on offer now. I followed that with 1955 James Dean ‘Rebel Without a Cause’. Life is good. I am UpToDate. <strong>Another Tip</strong>: don't rely on a battery hungry 15-inch-plus16 GB RAM computer, doing several Adobe programs, to be satisfying for long.<br />
We arrived in London, a bit worse for wear at 4 pm, immigration was much quicker than KL. We bought an Oyster Card – putting 25£ on each, which turned out to be enough for three days of travel around London. The underground took us close to an hour to get to Narda’s family members where we were to stay for the next couple of nights. They have a spectacular view over the Thames, near the new US Embassy and a short walk to Parliament, Palace of Westminster, Buckingham Palace, some note worthy bridges the London Eye; all of which we saw in a couple of days.<br />
[caption id="attachment_22416" align="aligncenter" width="750"]<a href="http://neuage.me/2018/08/15/london2018/4-image-olondon/" rel="attachment wp-att-22416"><img alt="changing of the guard, view from our balcony, Big Ben having a face-lift, the London Eye" class="wp-image-22416 size-large" height="500" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2018/08/4-image-olondon.jpg?w=750" style="border: 5px solid #000080;" width="750" /></a> changing of the guard, view from our balcony, Big Ben having a face-lift, the London Eye[/caption]As usual, in any city we go to, we took random bus rides and walked heaps. We need to travel just to get off our butts and grab some exercise. Buses are only 1.50£ (less than a couple of USD bucks). Our big day out was a rainy day so sitting looking out the window from upstairs in a big red bus is a great way to see London from a non-tourist view. When we got hungry we got off, went to a pub, The Joiner’s Arms, Camberwell. A most friendly girl served us well, and yes this is a tip-free space. For my birthday, 10<sup>th</sup> of August, we took a random bus on a most perfect weather day and got off when we were hungry in burb called Clapham and again had a great pub meal.<br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/2018/08/15/london2018/narda-leaning-london/" rel="attachment wp-att-22417"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-22417" height="1024" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2018/08/narda-leaning-london.jpg?w=682" width="682" /></a>We ate at pubs – always the best places. Having been on a low-carb diet for the past four-months or since India, I enjoyed the rising of my blood sugars with the local foods; the plan is to get back to serious carbs-counting mode when in The Netherlands where we will have our own kitchen and to continue throughout our three-months in Europe. We booked the Eurostar for our three-hour journey to Rotterdam. The Netherlands will be the next write-up – next week or next month. Cheers. In the meantime my daily scribbles are at <a href="https://neuage.org/2018">https://neuage.org/2018</a> and my photo-digital-textual thingies are up in several places such as twitter (<a href="https://twitter.com/neuage">https://twitter.com/neuage</a>) and google-plus above.<br />
[caption id="attachment_22414" align="aligncenter" width="750"]<a href="http://neuage.me/2018/08/15/london2018/narda-terrell-bus-resized/" rel="attachment wp-att-22414"><img alt="Random big-Red bus rides - hanging in front on the top level" class="wp-image-22414 size-large" height="521" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2018/08/narda-terrell-bus-resized.jpg?w=750" style="border: 5px solid #ff8040;" width="750" /></a> Random big-Red bus rides - hanging in front on the top level[/caption]<strong>TIP</strong>, read my (our) blogs - and yes, I will post Narda's writing and observations and photos in the future too. This one was my exhaling.<br />
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<h1>
Amritsar</h1>
<a href="http://neuage.me/2018/04/12/amritsar/delhi-us/" rel="attachment wp-att-22370"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-22370" height="500" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2018/04/delhi-us.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a>For some reason, forget why now, we decided we had enough train journeys in India, so we booked round-trip flights between Delhi and Amritsar. The cost was $71.50 round trip for each of us, the train would have taken us six-hours, the plane less that an hour. Getting to the airport was easy, only a 20-minute taxi but getting from the airport, amongst other problems, to our Airbnb cost us 700 rupees ($10.70 USD – cheap for trips into NYC from JFK but here expensive for here). Air India was a good flight, Delhi airport was grand, there are multiple signs declaring it is the number one airport in the world. My only complaint was that there was only 45-minutes of free internet – come on Delhi, we are supposed to be at the airport three hours early then have 45-minutes of internet usage. What am I supposed to do, talk to my wife for three-hours? We had a good meal at an Irish Pub, I gave my low-carb diet a break, having the mac and cheese with fries special. Narda had something that did not look like the vegetarian-only food we had agreed on for our time in India. Nevertheless, we seemed happy and found our waiting area – twenty-minute walk from where we had eaten. Still looking for my free internet time we sat down only to be called over a loudspeaker to report to some uniformed dude who informed us we needed to go with him right away to the baggage area. By now we had 55-minutes before the flight left and 25-minutes before boarding. Fortunately, after much insistence, more on ‘her’ part, we got a cart to drive us to the baggage area. There was one of our suitcases sitting lonely as could be and we were demanded to open it. Something about a cigarette lighter was in the checked luggage; a big no no apparently. Narda found the offending device, which we used to light incense, nothing more, making us ideal Indian tourists, one would think. After a sort of scolding we were told the suitcase easily would make our flight. We found and demanded a cart to go back; Narda was sitting in the driver’s seat ready to drive it herself which made folks nervous and compliant to our request. We got on the plane as the last ones to get on and we were assured our luggage would happily accompany us to Amritsar.<br />
We got to Amritsar and our suitcase with the once offending article was nowhere in sight. We rounded up several airport employees (we had about five) with each having a few sentences of English at their disposal and began our flight plight. Well won’t you know it? There was a state-wide strike. No internet was one of the casualties.<br />
<pre>“Hundreds of protesters on Monday blocked a main bridge in the center of Amritsar, in the northwest Indian state of Punjab, as thousands more joined
a nationwide strike called by several organisations representing the low-caste Dalits, or "untouchables"…
The state of Punjab reportedly blocked mobile internet services and suspended bus routes during the strike….
Dalit activists say the Supreme Court's Mar. 20 ruling, which removed certain provisions protecting members of India's lowest castes from harassment,
will lead to an increase in violence against the Dalits.”
<a href="https://www.efe.com/efe/english/portada/protesters-block-amritsar-road-as-part-of-nationwide-dalit-strike/50000260-3570599">https://www.efe.com/efe/english/portada/protesters-block-amritsar-road-as-part-of-nationwide-dalit-strike/50000260-3570599</a></pre>
We soon realized our largest error. All my medication (heart, diabetes, etc. Hey, I am 70, give me a break) were in the suitcase. Usually it is in carryon but as we would be in Amritsar before six pm we thought in check-in would be fine. I did one of my Leo-generated panic moves, showed my defibrillator-pacemaker implant, proclaimed my heart pills were in the bag and that we had been told for sure our suitcase was on the flight. I said I may have to see a doctor or go to hospital to get pills to keep my heart going and on and on. They were able to string enough sentences together, and a few looked quite worried. They rang the baggage department back in Delhi and we were told our suitcase would be on the first flight at six AM tomorrow and they would deliver it to us at our new digs.<br />
<i>Actually, Terrell’s performance was impressive. A monumental hissy-fit which completely changed everything. We no longer had to fill in many forms and email them hither and thither. Phone calls were <u>immediately</u> made on our behalf. I was a proud wife.</i><br />
The next upsetting thing was there was only one person outside the airport when we finally got out, who claimed he was a taxi driver. We had been told about 300 rupees were enough, but this dude wanted 800. Narda explained to him that he was a dishonest man, and after much to and fro and head bobbing (on his part) he dropped his stupid price to 700. Looking around and seeing no other transport, knowing there was a strike, realising our phone could not ring our host, we got in and scurried off into the night.<br />
Unpacking my bag, I found my pills for the evening; OK so my performance was not needed, I don’t see anyone signing me up for a Bollywood role, so I am left to my own devices for entertainment.<br />
Our flat looks fine, two-bedrooms, two-bathrooms, small kitchen, a large alter with a colourful strobe light and statues and pictures of dead people with long white hair and long flowing white beards and a tv that we could plug our HDMI cable in to continue with our various series that we have been relaxing in the evening with: ‘The Last Ship’ and the Netflix doco about the Rajneesh, also known as Osho, Bhagwan Shree Rajneesh, Acharya Rajneesh, or simply Bhagwan trip – spoken of in our Pune blog.<br />
We got in touch with our host with a list of complaints: air-conditioner was spitting water all over the bedroom, the beds were too hard, no frying pan, internet was not working and a few other things. We were a bit grouchy from our air-India experience and were ready to move out then and there. The next morning a dude showed up, got everything fixed, even got soft mattress toppings and a frying pan (he brought all this on his motor scooter). The internet was fixed (though slow for our liking but we don’t like to complain) and we appeared happy. In fact, we were.<br />
As we come toward the end of our India three-month visit we wished we had taken a train one more time instead of flying.<br />
Our suitcase arrived the next afternoon. The driver wanted a tip, so we gave him a hundred rupees after explaining to him Air-India should be giving him a tip, but it merged with foreign-thoughts, dissipating into the air, as he did not understand me. I didn’t turn around to see if he was as happy with his tip as I was.<br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/2018/04/12/amritsar/home-2/" rel="attachment wp-att-22365"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-22365" height="530" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2018/04/home.jpg" width="520" /></a>We had our flat-for-a-week @ ‘Model Colony’ – a gated community of large almost modern homes – a lot like our previous home in Adelaide at Lochiel Park.<br />
See our video of a walk-about of our colony – and the other end of the bus line…<br />
[embed]https://youtu.be/Vdu0HuYBjLI[/embed]<br />
Walking around our area we found a street dental clinic –<br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/2018/04/12/amritsar/dentist/" rel="attachment wp-att-22364"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-22364" height="500" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2018/04/dentist.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a>A street hair-cutter<br />
[embed]https://youtu.be/H0BDN0rJa8A[/embed]<br />
A dude who sharpened knives and did lots of other things all through bicycle power<br />
[embed]https://youtu.be/GW_gjgvRXPk[/embed]<br />
A happy family of pigs <a href="http://neuage.me/2018/04/12/amritsar/20180403_113927/" rel="attachment wp-att-22355"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-22355" height="422" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2018/04/20180403_113927.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a>And a good bus. The bus story is that a previous government began building a bus thoroughfare along G.T. Road that currently goes from the railway station to India Gate. We were surprised at how few people took that bus – we did a few random bus rides and only once of four rides did we see anyone else on it. Asking several people, we were informed that the previous government started a very expensive bus project, apparently from three different people, it was all quite corrupt. The next government in their bid to stop corruption stopped the bus project, leaving more than one-hundred buses parked for the past few years to get rusty. Currently these yellow buses go back and forth every fifteen minutes. Each bus had a driver, conductor and usually two or three other ‘official’ looking people on board for the few passengers. At each bus stop there are a couple of workers, one who wants to look on the computer and print out a ticket for us to hand to the conductor on the bus and another person, seemingly, just hanging about. Often the buses are empty going each way.<br />
At this bus stop a couple of hardworking employees asked to have a selfie with Narda.<br />
[embed]https://youtu.be/mWWyABJdb2s[/embed]<br />
Along the bus route is Khalsa College, (the premier-most institute of higher learning, was established by the leaders of the Singh Sabha Movement in 1892. They were inspired by the lofty ideals of the great Gurus... <a href="http://khalsacollege.edu.in/">http://khalsacollege.edu.in/</a>) We found a few good eateries across the street at Gate 3 of the College. It is only a ten-minute walk from our home and we set out almost everyday to visit the college but usually ended up taking a random bus ride and never made it to this beautiful place.<br />
[caption id="attachment_22349" align="aligncenter" width="750"]<a href="http://neuage.me/2018/04/12/amritsar/dsc_5867/" rel="attachment wp-att-22349"><img alt="Khalsa College, " class="size-large wp-image-22349" height="500" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2018/04/dsc_5867.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a> Khalsa College,[/caption]At the opposite end to the Delhi Gate end, is full-on Amritsar, near the train station. I got a groovy pair of high-end shorts for 100 rupees (a buck fifty in USD) there and Narda did a ‘WhatsApp’ interview with Brendan’s third-grade class in Phnom Penh standing on this corner…<a href="http://neuage.me/2018/04/12/amritsar/dsc_5848/" rel="attachment wp-att-22350"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-22350" height="500" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2018/04/dsc_5848.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a>The Golden Temple<br />
<i>I was asked so many times to pose with the locals for a selfie. It is the weirdest thing. Sometimes (mainly men) won’t even ask, they will just come up next to me and shove that phone in front of me for selfie with the 2 of us. My white hair maybe? But this has been all through our trip. Often folks will go up to Terrell and admire his beard or ask to shake his hand. Not many tourists around I guess; in fact we have not seen many for quite some time. <a href="http://neuage.me/2018/04/12/amritsar/selfies/" rel="attachment wp-att-22343"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-22343" height="750" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2018/04/selfies.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a></i>The Golden Temple is the go-to default for all folks to Amritsar and who live in Amritsar. All one-million plus tourists; so, it seemed<br />
[caption id="attachment_22356" align="aligncenter" width="750"]<a href="http://neuage.me/2018/04/12/amritsar/dsc_5398/" rel="attachment wp-att-22356"><img alt="Sri Harmandir Sahib ("The abode of God"), also known as Darbar Sahib, (Punjabi pronunciation: [dəɾbɑɾ sɑhɪb]),informally referred to as the Golden Temple, is a Gurdwara located in the city of Amritsar, Punjab, India. It is one of the most revered spiritual sites of Sikhism.<br /> Amritsar (literally, the tank of nectar of immortality) was founded in 1577 by the fourth Sikh guru, Guru Ram Das.The fifth Sikh Guru, Guru Arjan, designed Harmandir Sahib to be built in the center of this tank, and upon its construction, installed the Adi Granth, the holy scripture of Sikhism, inside Harmandir Sahib.The Harmandir Sahib complex is also home to the Akal Takht (the throne of the timeless one, constituted by the Sixth Guru, Guru Hargobind). While the Harmandir Sahib is regarded as the abode of God's spiritual attribute, the Akal Takht is the seat of God's temporal authority.<br /> The construction of Harmandir Sahib was intended to build a place of worship for men and women from all walks of life and all religions to worship God equally.The four entrances (representing the four directions) to get into the Harmandir Sahib also symbolise the openness of the Sikhs towards all people and religions. Over 100,000 people visit the shrine daily for worship, and also partake jointly in the free community kitchen and meal (Langar) regardless of any distinctions, a tradition that is a hallmark of all Sikh Gurdwaras. Read some more at https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Golden_Temple, I did." class="wp-image-22356 size-large" height="500" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2018/04/dsc_5398.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a> Sri Harmandir Sahib ("The abode of God"), also known as Darbar Sahib, (Punjabi pronunciation: [dəɾbɑɾ sɑhɪb]),informally referred to as the Golden Temple, is a Gurdwara located in the city of Amritsar, Punjab, India. It is one of the most revered spiritual sites of Sikhism.<br />
Amritsar (literally, the tank of nectar of immortality) was founded in 1577 by the fourth Sikh guru, Guru Ram Das.The fifth Sikh Guru, Guru Arjan, designed Harmandir Sahib to be built in the center of this tank, and upon its construction, installed the Adi Granth, the holy scripture of Sikhism, inside Harmandir Sahib.The Harmandir Sahib complex is also home to the Akal Takht (the throne of the timeless one, constituted by the Sixth Guru, Guru Hargobind). While the Harmandir Sahib is regarded as the abode of God's spiritual attribute, the Akal Takht is the seat of God's temporal authority.<br />
The construction of Harmandir Sahib was intended to build a place of worship for men and women from all walks of life and all religions to worship God equally.The four entrances (representing the four directions) to get into the Harmandir Sahib also symbolise the openness of the Sikhs towards all people and religions. Over 100,000 people visit the shrine daily for worship, and also partake jointly in the free community kitchen and meal (Langar) regardless of any distinctions, a tradition that is a hallmark of all Sikh Gurdwaras. Read some more at https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Golden_Temple, I did.[/caption][embed]https://youtu.be/nd-Ft6ElIWA[/embed]<br />
It is quite the site sight. Lines were long, chanting was loud; no doubt we were all blessed. It was not because we wanted a free-feed; the idea that everyone was in a line with clanging plates going toward an area that we have read can feed 50,000 hungry souls was too much to resist. After too much pushing and shoving and general waiting in line we turned in our empty plates and hit the road. We had to leave our shoes behind at the start of our inward journey of discovery (how metaphysical it all sounds) and I had to cover my head with something different than a silly hat (with a camel – reading ‘desert’, on it, left over from Jaisalmer) and fortunately Narda had just bought a scarf for 30 rupees (about 50-cents USD) for herself that I could use to cover my head and the entrance guard accepted my spiritually significantly successful sexy attire. Shoes are put into a free storage area and we are given a thing with a number on it to collect our foot ware when we had had a gutful of chanting and crowds; a very workable system. <a href="http://neuage.me/2018/04/12/amritsar/20180404_111815/" rel="attachment wp-att-22357"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-22357" height="563" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2018/04/20180404_111815.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a>I did like this dude’s hat and thought perhaps I should write my poems <a href="http://neuage.org/2018/">http://neuage.org/2018/</a> on my hat too…<a href="http://neuage.me/2018/04/12/amritsar/dsc_5403/" rel="attachment wp-att-22360"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-22360" height="500" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2018/04/dsc_5403.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a><br />
<h1>
The Wagah Border</h1>
<a href="http://neuage.me/2018/04/12/amritsar/dsc_5810/" rel="attachment wp-att-22358"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-22358" height="500" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2018/04/dsc_5810.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a><i>This was a highlight in our trip. We bought a tour to the border where there is a guard changing ceremony we can watch. What we arrived at was amazing. There were about 50,000 people. It had the atmosphere of a grand final at the MCG (I think; never actually been). We were there about 2 hours before it started but the whole thing was a carnival, with flag waving, chanting for the team, dancing the conga, bright colours. On the other side of the gate was a smaller crowd of Pakistanis, trying to match us. The loud speakers on each side were playing at full volume; completely different stuff, each side trying to “out-volume” the other. <a href="http://neuage.me/2018/04/12/amritsar/india-paki-boreder/" rel="attachment wp-att-22347"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-22347" height="411" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2018/04/india-paki-boreder.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a></i><i>I had a nice chat with one of the guards, who tried to order me back to my seat, away from the Paki side. I said to him that really, folks should go through that bloody gate and shake hands. I shook his hand and said they are your brothers. Surprisingly he agreed. <a href="http://neuage.me/2018/04/12/amritsar/dsc_5611-2/" rel="attachment wp-att-22361"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-22361" height="500" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2018/04/dsc_5611.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a></i><i>Then the real show began. On each side high-stepping, macho chest thumping, marching back and forth to the roar of the crowds. <a href="http://neuage.me/2018/04/12/amritsar/high-kick/" rel="attachment wp-att-22359"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-22359" height="422" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2018/04/high-kick.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a></i><i>Quite an experience, and we recommend it if you head that way. On weekends the crowd swells to 100,000, we were told by our driver.</i><br />
<i>It is my dream to teach a choir of children, 50 Indian and 50 Pakistani, who can perform at this border ceremony with the gates open, showing that music is the way to unification.</i><br />
Our video – a real treat (did I really say that?) is at<br />
[embed]https://youtu.be/ADdwgOrZ_qs[/embed]<br />
When we got to the parking area – about 45-minutes from home to the border; I got hustled into purchasing a cap with India on it and having my hand painted in India flag colours. OK, it was all for less than two-bucks USD, but still, once again I got hustled. Narda declined, she is not taking sides. With India beating Australia in cricket once again (did I get that correct?) I should cheer on Australia, even though I don’t follow cricket and after twenty-two years living in Australia, I have no idea what the rules are except that after three or four days sometimes it is a tie. What a stupid game. <a href="http://neuage.me/2018/04/12/amritsar/20180405_160232/" rel="attachment wp-att-22362"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-22362" height="422" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2018/04/20180405_160232.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a>Watch our video for a real-closeup of this event – the ‘changing of the guard’. What a lot of whooping and hollering. We sat at the top of the stadium, mainly to get out of the sun as it was covered there. I used my zoom lens for most of the video and photos but still would have liked to have been closer.<br />
The Museum of Partition and the War Memorial Museum (over at the end of the yellow bus run; more about that later) both informed us why Pakistan and India have issues. Of course, it was all from India’s side and sounded like propaganda. It is always “who to believe” in these situations. I think the main beef now is that Pakistan wants Kashmir and India basically says, ‘go get stuffed’. It is quite terrible what happened with the partition, how both countries suffered so much and still do. The War Memorial Museum took us back to the Sikhism start and all that befell them along the way. I have lots of pamphlets to be informed of what they are up to: ‘Notes towards Definition of Sikhism’, ‘A Brief Introduction to The Sikh Faith’, ‘The Golden Temple’, and ‘Guru Granth Sahib “The Scripture of Sikhism”’. All this stuff to read while we wait for our plane back to Delhi at the Amritsar Airport; and our plane is already delayed by an hour so if I ever stop writing I will have more time to read. Bottom line from all I have read and museums and speaking to folks is that the Sikhs believe all religions are under the same god – which is cool and groovy, but why then is there so much division in this part of the world? Apparently, the Sikhs stronghold is in Lahore, Pakistan, and their second place of coolness is here in Amritsar. I have lots to learn. And they never cut their hair. I haven’t for more than two-years, so I am on the way, except, I am not going to cover it under one of those turbans. <a href="http://neuage.me/2018/04/12/amritsar/img_5899/" rel="attachment wp-att-22351"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-22351" height="563" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2018/04/img_5899.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a><i>I have been asking Indians about partition and whether they would want to reunite with Pakistan. I think back in the day (1947) Kashmir should have gone to Pakistan with its Muslim majority. But now, according to some locals, Kashmiris want to stay on the Indian side because of the hardline extremism on the other side. One guy in the museum explained that Bangladesh, formerly East Pakistan fought for independence from West Pakistan because they were much more moderate in their views. Clearly, I need to read more on this. It’s a sad but fascinating history. </i><br />
<i>In our last night in Amritsar we experienced some “weather”. Loud noises (things falling off the roof?) woke us about midnight and Terrell was sure there was someone trying to get in. It turned out to be quite a storm. Strong winds and continuous lightening flashes, with no audible thunder meant that the storm’s centre was a good distance away. We lost power until about 8am the next morning when a kindly neighbour cranked up a big ole generator; noisy as can be, but it powered us up nicely. So we watched the Al Jazeera news with breakfast. Presently power was restored and we finished our packing and headed out for the airport. We paid the taxi driver 550Rs despite our host warning us “ not to go over 350Rs.” The guy even asked for a tip on top of it. What do you do. I said, “sorry mate you’ve already got your tip” and he smiled and shook my hand??? The difference is $3. We must remind ourselves to keep things in perspective. </i><br />
<h1>
The <i>Punjab State War Heroes</i><i>' </i><i>Memorial and Museum</i></h1>
Part history, part propaganda, part tourist show… what is it? We enjoyed this place and found it by mistake – at the end of one of our random bus rides, at India Gate. A lot of sections tracing the poor plight of the Sikhs to a few wars between Pakistan and India, with India always being in the right to the today’s glorious, proud, just and powerful India military. As there were ‘no photography’ signs everywhere, and army clad folks wandering around I was unable to focus the camera long enough to get good photos; but here is an example – excuse the poor quality but I was trying to do the right thing and not take photos but I was unable to completely refrain… <a href="http://neuage.me/2018/04/12/amritsar/war-museum/" rel="attachment wp-att-22344"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-22344" height="750" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2018/04/war-museum.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a>Most of the displays were pretty gory and one would easily feel sorry for what befell these ‘brave’ folks as they trudged through history with so many out to get them. Of course, at the end of the day was the important signing of stuff between Pakistan and India with Narda negotiating the terms;<a href="http://neuage.me/2018/04/12/amritsar/narda_signing/" rel="attachment wp-att-22363"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-22363" height="563" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2018/04/narda_signing.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a> We went to the film place – a large cinema like room with 72seats; moving seats. There was a movie in some foreign language, but we could tell there was a lot involved with war like situations and bombings and planes, tanks, guns and general confusion. Every time a gun or missile fired the seats would rock forward then backward; sometimes something would hit our legs or poke us in the back. They called it 7D, not sure what that meant but we loved it. After the war antics there was a longish movie of a roller-coaster. That was quite cool. Every time we went down the slope, the chair would roll forward (we really did put our seat-belts on) and up the bloody hill our seats would tilt back; then as went around corners the seat would shake. It was like being in a computer game. The only suggestion to make us old people really go nuts is to make it three-D and give us 3d glasses, so we could really trip out.<br />
We saw a sign that read the theatre was not working – something to do with a bear I think, but when we got there all systems were go.<a href="http://neuage.me/2018/04/12/amritsar/dsc_5901/" rel="attachment wp-att-22352"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-22352" height="422" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2018/04/dsc_5901.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a>Here is a blurb from their stuff:<br />
<pre>First of its kind in India, the Punjab State War Heroes' Memorial and Museum at Amritsar is now fully operational
and draws large number of visitors daily. Built at the cost of Rs 130 crore (20 million USD), the memorial-museum was inaugurated in October 2016.
The memorial-museum showcases the splendid gallantry deeds of the brave hearts of Punjab. It immortalizes the deeds of brave soldiers
and to inspire and infuse the spirit of patriotism in the youth.
The hallmark of the magnificent campus is a 45-metre high stainless steel sword on the central edifice.
It represents strength and courage of the people of Punjab while defending the nation in the hour of need. This iconic structure stands atop a circular platform
surrounded by water body. Names of nearly 3500 martyrs are inscribed on the memorial built at an elevation of 4 metres.</pre>
We were there on a Saturday, at 10:30 am; the only ones there. By mid-day there were a couple of dozen others in the whole place. Not sure about the large number of visitors daily.<br />
A side-note; one of the more difficult parts of ‘doing India’ is that cars rarely have seatbelts in the backseat. With the dangerous driving; weaving, quick stops, speeding up, passing on the wrong side of the road, darting in front of a truck… having seatbelts on would make us a tad bit less nervous. Today we see on the news that a bus went off a cliff near where we were living in Shimla for a week killing thirty or so, 27 being children between 4 and 10 years old on the school bus. Shocking.<br />
We enjoyed our week in Amritsar and would suggest it as a great place to stay. The train station is near the Golden Temple and Old Town. The airport is a little further out, but we needed a break from trains and it was a good choice.<br />
Many people along the way ask us to take their photo - this is typical <a href="http://neuage.me/2018/04/12/amritsar/dsc_5861/" rel="attachment wp-att-22354"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-22354" height="500" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2018/04/dsc_5861.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a>Many did not ask for their photos to be taken but I still would point and try to get an agreement - this is one is of a chap going past our home in Model Colony.<a href="http://neuage.me/2018/04/12/amritsar/20180406_110427/" rel="attachment wp-att-22346"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-22346" height="420" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2018/04/20180406_110427.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a><br />
The flight is only an hour between Amritsar and Delhi; barely enough time to take another zillion photos out of the window and play with them on the camera.<a href="http://neuage.me/2018/04/12/amritsar/dsc_6063/" rel="attachment wp-att-22371"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-22371" height="500" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2018/04/dsc_6063.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a><br />
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Delhi again</h1>
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This is our fourth stay in Delhi. This time at an Airbnb. 8A/24G, WEA, Karol Bagh, New Delhi-110005 to be exact if you want to stay at this place. A good stay; two-bathrooms, nicely laid out; it reminds us a bit of a NYC apartment, perhaps in Brooklyn.<br />
We are just chilling, buying last minute stuff for our home and some little gifts for the kids.<br />
Four days in Delhi then after three-months back to Australia in preparation for our next excursion; September, Berlin for a month home-exchange (they already stayed at our house while we were laying about in India), a month in Spain as a house-exchange, and a month we will make up as we go, somewhere in Europe. We have four-plus months in Adelaide to get all healthy and strong for our next trip.<br />
Some last photos of our trip – Delhi April 10 – 13<sup>th</sup>. They really sum up all four trips to Delhi: Narda having selfies with locals, amazing traffic, wonderful and modern metro, and rickshaws. <a href="http://neuage.me/2018/04/12/amritsar/four-delhi/" rel="attachment wp-att-22366"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-22366" height="500" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2018/04/four-delhi.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a><u>India for three-months: a retrospective look, and some ideas for others</u><br />
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<li>Take lots of video/photo cards – I filled three 64 gig cards for my Nikon; take lenses – I have an 18 – 55 MM, 55 – 300 mm, and a wide-angle lens. If I could have taken more I would have, but my carry-on with my laptop was already past the eight-kilo weight limit. I would have liked to have brought a tripod but again no room for it. I only used an external mic once, so I could have left that behind.</li>
<li>Be organized – Narda put together this trip many months before we left. Most of the train trips had to be booked three-months in advance. I just went along for the ride. However, I did organize my web-content (<a href="http://neuage.org/india">http://neuage.org/india</a>) well before we left, and our blogs so that we wrote when we were taking a breather from exploring, riding trains, waiting at airports, flying… and I used Adobe Premiere for video-editing and Photoshop for photo-editing, and Dreamweaver for webpage content. All three programs I have been using since the 1990s, and have taught them, so knowing these programs made editing quicker. It still takes a long time; like an hour per minute of video editing.</li>
<li>Know where everything is, always, or at least the daily-carry stuff. For me that was camera and lenses, phone, wallet, and prescription sunglasses that are worth close to $400. Narda and I kept track of each other’s stuff at all times too, which helps in these fast moving crowded situations. Usually we lock up our computer(s) where we are staying but this time we didn’t. We even bought a lockable mesh thing to put over a suitcase with computer and passports, important crap in it, but we only used it once on one train. We used our hanging over the bed mosquito net only once too. The air mattresses and pump as a guard against hard Indian beds we gave away to our tuk tuk driver in Agra. We had three changes of clothes for hot weather and two for cold weather (Shimla) and that was plenty.</li>
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Having been in India before (we were in Goa in 2009) I knew somewhat what to expect. I still felt overwhelmed at times by the number of people and by the poverty. It is impossible to help everyone out and it does affect us to have beggars, especially small children, say they are starving, to see crippled people asking for money, to hear every tuk tuk driver/taxi driver tell a story of how difficult their existence is. How to be caring and sympathise in each situation is a challenge. Train stations are probably the most difficult; people living in the station, some places with a hundred beggars. At the same time, we have a budget which of course is impossible to explain to a beggar. “Sorry mate, I have only sixty-dollars a day to spend on accommodation and food and souvenirs and museums and trains and airplanes, so I can’t give you fifty-cents for a meal today, sorry mate”. In fact, we had a thirty-five dollar a day budget for food and etc (not accommodation) and we managed to stay below our budget for three-months. Accommodation we managed to average $32/day for three-months and that is with mostly Airbnb and three-star hotels. Trains were cheap, and we only went first class or second class AC. If we could do the same on Amtrak in the States or in Europe that would be beaut. Even internal flights were inexpensive. The round-trip Delhi – Amritsar was $75 each. That would be equal to flying Adelaide to Melbourne, usually more than twice that.<br />
<i>Yesterday we decided to bite the bullet and buy some curtains for our lounge at home. It was a crazily busy day in the shopping area of Karol Bagh. I have not seen it so crowded. A virtual parking lot, with cars jammed up to each other; actually touching, and yet motor cycles and auto-rickshaws were weaving though. The pedestrians (not us) seemed completely oblivious of this chaos; and strolled on the road, looking relaxed and unhurried. We darted around cars in a panic, stepping in all sorts of soft squishy things that you don’t want to know about. It was quite exhausting, so we stopped at an ice-cream vendor and sat for a bit on the steps of a department store, eating our drumsticks.</i><br />
<i>We finally found a curtain shop. It was nice; a friendly vendor with lots to choose from; and his grumpy wife. I found something that I thought might do (won’t really know until we get home) and had it made up to fit. Total costs, for a very large window at home: $92USD. Would have cost at <u>least</u> 4 times that back home. We returned the next day to pay; the connection for credit card payments was down, so 3 ATMs later, we managed to extract some cash. All good. A helpful lad from the store, with no English, led us to the ATMs. He would keep looking back to see if we were still following, and smile at us as we dodged and wove amongst the cars. His technique: just ignore the cars. I have no idea what he told the shop owner on our return, but I feel that there was some laughter at our expense!</i><br />
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Our favourites:</h2>
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<li>The Pakistan – India Border show</li>
<li>Catching up with our ex-students from China <a href="https://neuage.me/2018/03/04/pune/">in Pune</a> (Sidhee even had us feature in their university magazine with a title something about ‘the man as old as India’; I had said I was born in August 1947, soon before India became independent from the Brits.</li>
<li>Our visit to <a href="https://neuage.me/2018/02/12/india2018-agra/">Shambhu’s village</a> in Agra</li>
<li>The food – I think the Northern Indian foods with their gravies were tops</li>
<li>Meeting locals and hearing their stories</li>
<li>Meeting other travellers and hearing their stories</li>
<li>Animals – cows in the streets – love it… summing it up with this meditative cow in Agra,<a href="http://neuage.me/2018/04/12/amritsar/cow-mediating/" rel="attachment wp-att-22372"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-22372" height="495" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2018/04/cow-mediating.jpg?w=660" width="660" /></a></li>
<li><a href="https://neuage.me/2018/02/16/jaisalmer/">Camal riding in Jaisalmer</a></li>
<li>Random bus rides – every city</li>
<li>Trains – I think <a href="https://neuage.me/2018/02/27/mumbai/">the overnight one</a> stands out – seventeen hours (Jodhpur to Mumbai)</li>
<li>Everywhere we went people wanted selfies with Narda<a href="http://neuage.me/2018/04/12/amritsar/slefie-narda-2/" rel="attachment wp-att-22368"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-22368" height="500" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2018/04/slefie-narda.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a></li>
<li>A day to the village, an hour from Kochi, of Narda’s dentist</li>
<li>The Toy Train and the Single Car Toy Train<a href="https://neuage.me/2018/04/05/shimla/"> to and from Shimla</a></li>
<li>Boating on the <a href="https://neuage.me/2018/03/27/kerala/">backwaters of Alleppy</a></li>
<li><a href="https://neuage.me/2018/02/23/jodhpur/">The fort and Blue City of Jodhpur </a></li>
<li>Taking thousands of photos and videos – I started with doing video in 4K, but it was eating through my memory cards, so I went down a notch.</li>
<li>Inspiration everywhere – I continued writing daily as I have been for decades and I think I have a lot of material for my next eBook - <a href="http://neuage.org/e-books/">http://neuage.org/e-books/</a></li>
<li>Facebook – I know people are saying quit it because of all the privacy stuff (hey Russia, read my posts!) but I have enjoyed sharing our travels with family and friends on Facebook and receiving feedback and of course, ‘hearing’ where others are and what they are up to. I never feel far from family and friends because of Facebook. I only wish we had Facebook back in the 1960s and 1970s when I was exploring the States – on, oh so many levels.</li>
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And that is it...thanks for sharing this trip with us<br />
Our next trip begins in September with a month in Berlin, a month in Spain and a month we are still planning. 2019 we will be in the States and in Pakistan. and maybe at your door.<br />
In our time back in Australia we will do some caravan trips around Australia and may post some blogs along the way here.<br />
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Neuagehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05720920430430979487noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8604236063815325161.post-49981413050532435252019-08-01T22:52:00.001-07:002019-08-01T22:52:16.489-07:00Utrecht, the NetherlandsUtrecht, the Netherlands<a href="http://neuage.me/2018/12/08/utrecht/dsc_7429/" rel="attachment wp-att-22436"><img alt="Narda on phone to Brendan in Lahore, Pakistan. " class="size-large wp-image-22436" height="500" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2018/08/dsc_7429.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a> Narda on phone to Brendan in Lahore, Pakistan.[/caption]<br />
<strong>Utrecht</strong><br />
(This was written 22/08/18 - and posted mid-December 2018. How time flies)<br />
We have a clip over at YouTube - <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fBJhZgMqB6A">https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fBJhZgMqB6A</a><br />
The Netherlands is like my third or fourth home. USA would have to be first as I was born there and spent about 33-years before nesting in Australia, then nine-years back to New York for teaching. Australia would be second with about twenty-six years. China could be third with three years, but The Netherlands could be my third home; this is my seventh trip here and Narda was born in Utrecht and her family here is my family now too. This time we are only here for three weeks. Last year we were in Utrecht for February. This time we can ride bikes heaps. In February we needed to stop quite often and warm up. Another house-exchange; a bike ride to the oldtown which we are doing today. There is no point in timing our excursions based on phone-maps as we get lost too easy. Yesterday, we rode to Harmelen to visit Tom and Ineke. The GPS said 25-minutes, we got there one-hour and fifteen minutes after starting. Tom and Ineke are Narda’s uncle and aunt. We visit them each time we are in town. A side-story; they visited us June 2004 when we were living in New York. We were standing in the Times Square’s area when news of Ronald Reagan dying was being announced. A reporter with microphone in hand was asking folks questions on how they felt with his passing. The reporter asked Ineke and she said, “I’m Dutch, I don’t care”. It was playing live on the big news screen there on 42<sup>nd</sup> street. If we could have posted to social media, we would have put a video up. Of course, social media was just starting its run of silliness then.<br />
<em>Another aside, a pretty sad one. Just a few months after we returned home, Tom died suddenly at the 25th anniversary party of my cousin Hans. Tom, although we miss him; he was the last of his siblings to die; he died surrounded by his loved ones.</em><br />
We took the Eurostar from London to Rotterdam on my birthday, 10 of August. We wrote about that in the last blog-thingy. Overnight Rotterdam in a nifty Airbnb space, had a nice breakfast served to us and were soon out the door. Hello Holland!<br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/2018/12/08/utrecht/20180811_095610/" rel="attachment wp-att-22425"><img alt="" class="aligncenter wp-image-22425 size-large" height="422" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2018/08/20180811_095610.jpg?w=750" style="border: 5px solid #800080;" width="750" /></a>We got to Utrecht Centraal about an hour later. Utrecht Centraal is the largest and busiest railway station in the Netherlands. Bigger than Amsterdam, it is all new. From there we got a local bus to our house-exchange. We got settled quite quickly and the next day we were out on our bikes to explore The Netherlands. Well actually we went about ten-minutes along a canal to Maximapark, (<a href="https://www.maximapark.nl/">https://www.maximapark.nl/</a>).<br />
[caption id="attachment_22426" align="aligncenter" width="576"]<a href="http://neuage.me/2018/12/08/utrecht/20180812_201936/" rel="attachment wp-att-22426"><img alt="we rode along this canal for our daily ride; it features in our video of Utrecht - see below or above" class="wp-image-22426 size-large" height="1024" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2018/08/20180812_201936.jpg?w=576" style="border: 7px solid #8000ff;" width="576" /></a> we rode along this canal for our daily ride; it features in our video of Utrecht - see below or above[/caption]Maximapark is large, larger than Central Park in New York City or the Parklands in Adelaide to give an idea. We explored that on other days; on our first in this area, Saturday, we went to the Castellum Hoge Woerd (museum).<br />
Castellum Hoge Woerd, situated in Utrecht’s Leidsche Rijn neighbourhood, is a modern interpretation of a centuries-old Roman fort. One day in 1997, contractors building the Leidsche Rijn residential area stumbled by chance upon the entire infrastructure of the Roman borde, the border road, the river and a ship. Their big thrill came when they uncovered the Roman ship De Meern I. This inland vessel from 150 AD had to undergo conservation for 12 years before it could be exhibited. See photo below; not sure where the suites and buffet area of this ship are but it surely does not match the cruise ship we were on a year-ago today.<br />
[caption id="attachment_22427" align="aligncenter" width="683"]<a href="http://neuage.me/2018/12/08/utrecht/dsc_7365/" rel="attachment wp-att-22427"><img alt="Roman ship dating back to around 200 AD, The 25 meter ship, known as the Meern I. The ship is different compared to other roman ships found dating from that era. It is particularly smaller in size and has got an upwards stern for greater mobility. The ship was large enough to have its own cabin, kitchen, and sleeping quarters." class="wp-image-22427 size-large" height="1024" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2018/08/dsc_7365.jpg?w=683" style="border: 5px solid #808000;" width="683" /></a> Roman ship dating back to around 200 AD, The 25 meter ship, known as the Meern I. The ship is different compared to other roman ships found dating from that era. It is particularly smaller in size and has got an upwards stern for greater mobility. The ship was large enough to have its own cabin, kitchen, and sleeping quarters.[/caption]And we got to see what we looked like back in the day when the Romans hung out in these parts, a couple of thousand years ago.<br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/2018/12/08/utrecht/romans/" rel="attachment wp-att-22429"><img alt="" class="aligncenter wp-image-22429 size-large" height="500" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2018/08/romans.jpg?w=750" style="border: 7px solid #ff8040;" width="750" /></a>The next day, Sunday, Narda’s cousin Hans and his wife came to visit us, and we took them to this museum and to an outside concert of Cuban music (Ricciottiando en Cuba).<br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/2018/12/08/utrecht/dsc_7408/" rel="attachment wp-att-22430"><img alt="" class="aligncenter wp-image-22430 size-large" height="500" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2018/08/dsc_7408.jpg?w=750" style="border: 6px solid #008000;" width="750" /></a>Even though they have spent their life in nearby Utrecht they had never been to this part or this museum. Yesterday (Thursday the 16<sup>th</sup>) we were with Narda’s other cousin named Hans and his wife and they said they had never been to this park or to this museum either. We told a few other family members, all living nearby, and none of them had been to it either. And these people travel heaps. Hans number two goes overseas a lot for work, Hans number one and family travel a lot around Europe. What is it in us humans that makes us see the world but not our local stuff even if it is historic. “Hey mate, we just found a 2,000 year old Roman ship in the ground”, “groovy, no time to see it, on my way across the pond to see New York City, Paris, Adelaide…”. I am the same. Tourist sites in Adelaide I have yet to see, if there were any in upstate New York I never got to see them either; too busy seeing the world.<br />
If you come to The Netherlands, give Amsterdam and Rotterdam a miss and go to Utrecht. And if you go to Utrecht check out the Castellum Hoge Woerd and Maximapark. Don’t just come to visit us, we probably won’t be here.<br />
The northern frontier of the Roman empire along the Rhine in the current Netherlands was established in AD 47 and abandoned around AD 270. Ships were used to transport troops and supplies to the frontier zones. Now days we speed around on freeways or ride bikes.<br />
We had our lunch in Máximapark<em> (</em><a href="https://www.maximapark.nl/">https://www.maximapark.nl/</a><em>), </em>watched people go by with carts of children, ducks coming and going, the museum, and generally had a best time ever. Máximapark is a place to see, check out their website for stuff happening like free concerts, Australian tourists on bikes... Máximapark is rated number three on stuff to see in Utrecht<em>. </em><br />
As everywhere in The Netherlands, Germany… school buses are quite personal. A bike full of children on the way home from school.<br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/2018/12/08/utrecht/dsc_7456/" rel="attachment wp-att-22431"><img alt="" class="aligncenter wp-image-22431 size-large" height="500" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2018/08/dsc_7456.jpg?w=750" style="border: 7px solid #00ff00;" width="750" /></a> <a href="http://neuage.me/2018/12/08/utrecht/dsc_7483/" rel="attachment wp-att-22432"><img alt="" class="aligncenter wp-image-22432 size-large" height="500" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2018/08/dsc_7483.jpg?w=750" style="border: 7px solid #008000;" width="750" /></a> <a href="http://neuage.me/2018/12/08/utrecht/dsc_7491/" rel="attachment wp-att-22433"><img alt="" class="aligncenter wp-image-22433 size-large" height="500" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2018/08/dsc_7491.jpg?w=750" style="border: 7px solid #0000ff;" width="750" /></a>There is this groovy sculpture (see below) called ‘Barricade’ of a car that blocks part of the entrance to the park.<br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/2018/12/08/utrecht/20180816_144726/" rel="attachment wp-att-22434"><img alt="" class="aligncenter wp-image-22434 size-large" height="422" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2018/08/20180816_144726.jpg?w=750" style="border: 7px solid #000000;" width="750" /></a>We spend so many hours each day riding bikes; so fit, though admittingly very sore at the end of each day. Being me, or being the average guy, I noticed the people passing by on bikes or jogging; especially those in their twenties and thirties, forties, fifties, you get the picture. Such nice smiles. Are those females flirting with me? Do they think I am hot? OK! Reality check, those nice smiles are them thinking of their grandfather, maybe even great-grandfather. Maybe they aren’t sexy smiles, just kind-to-an-elderly-person smile. Thoughts of a kindly, frail, a bit-confused, slightly eccentric, OLD, grandparent. Dam! Dutch women have enchanting smiles. I know, I married one.<br />
Riding bikes should not be a challenge. Narda’s 92-yearold uncle who had two knee replacements, one at 91, rides every day. Sure enough I managed to fall off. Twice. The second time was in the old-town, so many folks on bikes, so fast, I moved over and hit the curve and sure enough not only fell but hit my head, lucky I was wearing a helmet; something locals rarely do. Knocked my glasses off, got a few cuts and scrapes, several people helped me up. Shattered ego.<br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/2018/12/08/utrecht/i-fell-off-my-my-bike-today/" rel="attachment wp-att-22437"><img alt="" class="aligncenter wp-image-22437 size-large" height="563" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2018/08/i-fell-off-my-my-bike-today.jpg?w=750" style="border: 10px solid #800040;" width="750" /></a>We rode to Utrecht centrum several days, bought and tasted cheese, and took another armful of photos of the Dom (Domtoren, the 14<sup>th</sup>-century bell tower) as we do every time we come to Utrecht. We go into details of this area in our previous blogs (<a href="https://neuage.me/2009/08/28/6/">2009</a>, <a href="https://neuage.me/2017/02/23/good-bye-holland/">2017</a>, <a href="https://neuage.org/trip06/June19.htm">2006</a>). Of course, our old video clips are the best way to see this area: <u><a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kCeHdtqgFkY">The Dom</a></u>, <u><a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Per0jb8JszU&t=77s">Boating in Utrecht,</a></u> <u><a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7sGJR_jNymg">Old Utrecht</a></u> and of course the one from this trip = <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fBJhZgMqB6A">https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fBJhZgMqB6A</a><br />
Today we went to visit two of Narda’s uncles and a cousin. Remarkable Oom Pete (oom being Dutch for uncle) (remarkable because he had his second knee reconstruction at 91 and is now riding his bike most days). We have stayed with Rienk before and in his 80s is feisty as ever. He has a great German World War 2 boat which he has taken us around the canals of Utrecht.<br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/2018/12/08/utrecht/bridge_opener/" rel="attachment wp-att-22440"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-22440" height="480" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2018/08/bridge_opener.jpg" width="640" /></a>Cheese everywhere at an affordable cost (cheap); all kinds of cheese.<br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/2018/12/08/utrecht/dsc_7421/" rel="attachment wp-att-22438"><img alt="" class="aligncenter wp-image-22438 size-large" height="500" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2018/08/dsc_7421.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a>After two-weeks at our home-exchange we moved to our Airbnb, Tugboat the Anna from 1927, <a href="https://www.airbnb.com/rooms/4426214">https://www.airbnb.com/rooms/4426214</a>, on the river Vecht. Our host from our house exchange drove us the half hour there which made the transition from a large home to a tiny home easy. We loved the boat and the area. We were here for four-days. The space was small compared to a larger space (and of course a larger space larger than a large space but who is measuring?) but hey, who is complaining? We could bump our head inside our cabin, worry about falling in the river crossing over on the narrow plank to the boat, drop our cameras into the River Vecht or wonder what happens when we poo in the toilet – yes, we can now tell you where it all goes. It goes into the river. Apparently, as we were told, due to the age of the boat, and size, that which goes into the loo goes into the river – directly. Of course, we did not look out the porthole to confirm if anything floated by, saying all that, we did make good meals in the kitchen and spent time riding on the bikes provided.<br />
[caption id="attachment_22450" align="aligncenter" width="750"]<a href="http://neuage.me/2018/12/08/utrecht/4-tugboat-images/" rel="attachment wp-att-22450"><img alt="Airbnb, Tugboat the Anna from 1927" class="size-large wp-image-22450" height="571" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2018/12/4-tugboat-images.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a> Airbnb, Tugboat the Anna from 1927[/caption][caption id="attachment_22451" align="aligncenter" width="750"]<a href="http://neuage.me/2018/12/08/utrecht/20180823_140850/" rel="attachment wp-att-22451"><img alt="Tugboat the Anna from 1927" class="size-large wp-image-22451" height="563" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2018/12/20180823_140850.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a> Tugboat the Anna from 1927[/caption]We rode around the quaint small town of Oud-Zuilen where there is castle, Slot Zuylen Castle. Being the tightwads that we are, we took sandwiches and ate on the lawn of the castle rather than go to the overpriced café and we watched a YouTube video about the castle instead of paying lots to go inside and see it. An economical day out can easily involve packing a lunch and reading internet pages and viewing online clips about the inside of a place. Some museums are surely worth the money and some restaurants are worth the bother but save fifty bucks a day on a three-month trip and that is more than four-thousand dollars. Do a house exchange with a car included and that can be worth more than five-thousand dollars a month. There are ways to do Europe for months at a time on a budget and still have a great time.<a href="http://neuage.me/2018/12/08/utrecht/slot-zuylen/" rel="attachment wp-att-22452"><img alt="" class="aligncenter wp-image-22452 size-large" height="1024" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2018/12/slot-zuylen.jpg?w=683" style="border: 10px solid #800080;" width="683" /></a>We found a couple of windmills and did lots of riding on trails into the Dutch countryside. Our hosts in Germany did a four-day bike riding trip recently (Germany is our next blog) and they are 78 years old and they took their cousins with them (both in their 80s). Because of their age they only go thirty kilometres a day then stay at a hotel. Narda’s uncle in Utrecht, after his second knee reconstruction, age 92, rides his bike to his son’s house most days. Hopefully we will still be riding around various countries when we are much older too. The concept of being tethered to a car is a bit repulsive, limiting, imprisoning, crap.<br />
[caption id="attachment_22453" align="aligncenter" width="683"]<a href="http://neuage.me/2018/12/08/utrecht/dsc_7796/" rel="attachment wp-att-22453"><img alt="The windmills are to regulate the polders – " class="size-large wp-image-22453" height="1024" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2018/12/dsc_7796.jpg?w=683" width="683" /></a> The windmills are to regulate the polders –[/caption]<h1>
<a href="http://neuage.me/2018/12/08/utrecht/polders/" rel="attachment wp-att-22454"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-22454" height="194" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2018/12/polders.jpg" width="695" /></a><strong>Gouda</strong></h1>
We had thought dragging our stuff out of the boat area would be difficult but there is a bus stop within walking distance of the river which we managed to keep from falling into and we got to Utrecht Centraal a couple of hours before we had planned. The train to Gouda from Utrecht is only eighteen minutes and the walk to our Airbnb took us half an hour. We are still dragging too much stuff with us and as usual are realizing we need less than we have. Our week rental home was an older arty quaint two-floor plus attic house within walking distance of the old quarter of Gouda. We explored the Church of St John ~ ‘Sint Janskerk’ (The Netherland’s longest church)<br />
[caption id="attachment_22456" align="aligncenter" width="750"]<a href="http://neuage.me/2018/12/08/utrecht/church-from-middle/" rel="attachment wp-att-22456"><img alt="Church of St John ~ ‘Sint Janskerk’ (The Netherland’s longest church) " class="size-large wp-image-22456" height="1000" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2018/12/church-from-middle.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a> Church of St John ~ ‘Sint Janskerk’ (The Netherland’s longest church)[/caption]built for and by the Catholics in the sixteenth century but after the reformation the Protestants grabbed it and have held on to it since.<br />
In our Utrecht clip there are a few minutes of organ music as well as shots from inside this beautiful building. Included with the entrance fee of about six Euros is a listening device which very clearly explains the many huge stained-glass windows – one of the better information deliveries I have found at any museum. Plan to spend at least an hour here to get the low down on all the capers that went on in this neck of the woods. Wikipedia has lots about it over at <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sint_Janskerk">https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sint_Janskerk</a> and if you want to jump to see just the stained-glass trip hop over to <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sint_Janskerk">https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sint_Janskerk</a>. My suggestion is to just watch our video - <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fBJhZgMqB6A">https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fBJhZgMqB6A</a> . Better yet check out their page <a href="http://www.sintjan.com/">http://www.sintjan.com/</a> with great photos and stories told. There are many windows like the one below.<br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/2018/12/08/utrecht/stained-glass-window/" rel="attachment wp-att-22457"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-22457" height="500" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2018/12/stained-glass-window.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a>Gouda of course is the cheese place and apparently there are seven different types, but I cannot recall which was the best. I think it was the fifth one we tried. We also found out that Gouda cheese accounts for 50 – 60% of the world’s cheese consumption (I read it on the internet).<br />
[caption id="attachment_22458" align="aligncenter" width="750"]<a href="http://neuage.me/2018/12/08/utrecht/narda-in-front-of-heese-shop/" rel="attachment wp-att-22458"><img alt="Gouda cheese accounts for 50 – 60% of the world’s cheese consumption " class="size-large wp-image-22458" height="1000" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2018/12/narda-in-front-of-heese-shop.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a> Gouda cheese accounts for 50 – 60% of the world’s cheese consumption[/caption]In the bike-mad country of The Netherlands there is always a better bike – this one below has a bit of a rustic appeal.<br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/2018/12/08/utrecht/car-front-bike/" rel="attachment wp-att-22459"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-22459" height="563" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2018/12/car-front-bike.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a>Below is a Photoshop rendered image from the centre of town. I manipulate photos for my writings that I post on <strong>Twitter</strong> (<a href="https://twitter.com/neuage">https://twitter.com/neuage</a>), <strong>Google+</strong> (<a href="https://plus.google.com/u/0/collection/E_6JaB">https://plus.google.com/u/0/collection/E_6JaB</a>), <strong>tumblr</strong> (<a href="http://neuage.tumblr.com/">http://neuage.tumblr.com/</a>), <strong>pinterest</strong> (<a href="https://www.pinterest.com.au/neuage/picture-poems-by-terrell-neuage/">https://www.pinterest.com.au/neuage/picture-poems-by-terrell-neuage/</a>), <strong>behance</strong> (<a href="https://www.behance.net/neuage">https://www.behance.net/neuage</a>), <strong>linkedin</strong> <a href="https://www.linkedin.com/in/neuage">https://www.linkedin.com/in/neuage</a>) and most other sharing sites.<br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/2018/12/08/utrecht/gouda-street-scene/" rel="attachment wp-att-22460"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-22460" height="500" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2018/12/gouda-street-scene.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a>Below is the town hall. (not Photshopped) <a href="http://neuage.me/2018/12/08/utrecht/towen-hall-gouda/" rel="attachment wp-att-22461"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-22461" height="1024" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2018/12/towen-hall-gouda.jpg?w=683" width="683" /></a>Unlike our house exchanges our Airbnb places usually do not include a bike so we rented one for a day and rode morning to night. There are bike paths to country farms and along rivers. We had lunch beneath this lift bridge below – see our video to see this in action. What we found unusual was that it did not lift at one end but the whole bridge moved up.<br />
<a href="http://neuage.me/2018/12/08/utrecht/lift-bidge/" rel="attachment wp-att-22462"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-22462" height="500" src="https://neuage.files.wordpress.com/2018/12/lift-bidge.jpg?w=750" width="750" /></a>And that was The Netherlands, again. I wrote a lot less this time because not only have we done this six or seven times before and written heaps then, but our daily life was riding bikes most of the day, making dinner at home and watching our television shows in the evening. House exchanges were best for us as we could live ‘like a local’ and as we would spend more time in one place, life became a pleasant routine. Of course, we shopped at Jumbo, our favourite grocery store. I was able to fulfil my foody-needs; low-carb, vegetarian, slightly-organic, affordable, tasty, Narda-eye-rolling meals. Next up is Berlin for a month, of course if someone in our family was to read this, they would rightfully claim not only are we past Berlin, but we are through our next couple of stops in the UK and headed off to Spain; but, this is a slower process this time. Earlier in the year when we were in India for three-months we wrote every day and posted many videos. This trip we are just living our life – though most mornings I spend an hour or two on my textual-images that I play around with in Photoshop and other programs and I have listed a few of the places I post them above. I do the same thing back in Adelaide and I have been doing textual illustrations since the 1960s – making this a very routine part of my life. We love to travel – the idea of living life on the road or at home in quite the same fashion appeals to me. At seventy-one having routines is quite comfortable and I write every night and have for more than fifty years and most mornings I find a way to illustrate something I had written the night before; doing this anywhere in the world: in a new setting home, on a plane, train, bus, even in a park using my phone makes this a life that has a continuous flow, with everywhere being home. The only difference is I have a shed full of crap back in Adelaide which is nice and for some reason Narda won’t let me carry it all with me. Narda writes as much or more than me, though she does it by hand and pastes in photos of places, meaning she did not write a lot here, though I refer to her notes for a hook to remember things.<br />
Next little blog will be our month in Berlin. Thanks for sharing.<br />
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