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MOROCCO 2007: Americans in Morocco — December 19, 20, and 21, 2007

December 21, 2007

Hi All-

Arrived in Madrid safe and sound — after a grueling few days at the office.. And despite all the discussions about not taking the computer — well here I am with computer in hand. Actually the Blackberry is working everywhere, but computer access is spotty. Anyway, spent about 18 hours in Madrid and took off for Casablanca, where the real journey begins.

We had arranged for a driver to pick us up at the Casablanca Airport, which worked very smoothly. The drive from Casablanca to Rabat, where we would spend the first night in Morocco was uneventful until the driver stopped the car (a rather old, well-worn Mercedes in fair condition) and we realized the last few blocks would be on foot. Our “hotel” – a riad – is in the center of the medina (the old section, dating back about a thousand years).  We’re in a very cute little riad (formerly the home of some merchant, I suppose) that has about six rooms on two floors surrounding a courtyard, where meals are served, and there are three little rooms around the court on the first floor.

The riad is sweet, friendly, authentic, but a bit musty, especially since it’s been pouring since we got here. Southwest Europe and Northern Africa are under some rain spell that is unbelievable. Anyway, we walked throughout the medina yesterday afternoon and today up the many, many, winding, tiny alleys to reach the Kasbah.  It’s pretty amazing, with about 5,000 families (all Muslim we have read) living in the Kasbah today.

Yesterday we noticed truckloads as well as individual carts being driven, walked, drawn by mule, etc… filled with sheep – sometimes a single one, sometimes many in a cart. And last night, from our room we could hear the Baaaas of sheep all night. Today, it turns out was the last day of the “fest” (or so we believe) and six million sheep were slaughtered – one per family! This morning we could see young boys (always boys) gathered around fires everywhere cooking/burning the heads of the sheep. Men were skinning the animals and young boys were cutting the horns (which by afternoon were strewn everywhere).  So wherever you looked down every street and alley you saw small fires with the heads cooking on skewers.. horns.. and sheep skin, as well as trails of blood.  It was quite a sight, and quite a smell. Everything was closed today and tonight for the holiday, but last night we walked through the night souk (market) where it was like Times Square with everyone out and everyone selling something. The cross streets of all the intersections in the medina were packed so tightly it was nearly impossible to move from one place to another. The best stalls were the ones selling shoes – one at a time, so you needed to work hard to find a mate in the pile.

Eating has been fabulous. Yesterday we broke down and ate at a little stall.. We thought we had ordered chicken, but I think it was chicken liver. In any case, very tasty on great bread. We had to have dinner both nights at the riad because of the holiday (We could only eat at hotels since all restaurants were closed for the holiday.) Fortunately our little riad has a great chef, so we’ve been treated quite well from the gastronomic side. Meals consist of opening Moroccan salads, followed by appetizers that could pass as full meals (pastilla or tagine) followed by the main course (another tagine or some other dish) followed by two desserts! Haven’t figured out why you get two full desserts per person, but they are generally fruits cooked with syrups and maybe some alcohol.. and something with almonds. Excellent, but I don’t even want to know the calorie count. 

Before dinner, we decided that tomorrow’s trip to Fes should be by train rather than with a hired driver. The hotel didn’t know the train schedule. So, with the help of Fidel back in Oakland and the trusty Internet (which I can get on my Blackberry but not on the computer at the moment) we got the schedule and decided to go to the station to buy the tickets tonight to be prepared for morning (also to see how complicated the station would be with baggage, since we correctly doubted that there would be any lifts). We leave tomorrow morning by train to Fes. Hopefully I can connect there and this email will get out to you. It’s a three-hour train ride.

Mike says hi and that he questions six million sheep being sacrificed on his birthday!

Cheers – Happy Holidays. More to come.

Fern

BRAZIL 2006: Brazil Final Days (Part 2)

July 22, 2006

Ola-

Well — it’s definitely a country of the haves and have-nots.. and for the most part we are certainly circulating with the “haves”…

Yesterday morning we took the metro to see old city — el centro…which includes a mix of corporations and banks (although most have moved into sparkling new towers in the adjacent areas of the old downtown), and homeless, and small shops.. pretty much like most large Latin American cities.. Lots of street activities and hawking…  It’s an amazingly dense city, yet it also sprawls.. to accommodate the 20 million people… So there we saw a bit of the “other Sao Paolo”

Then it was pretty much preparing for the wedding.. which started at about 7:30 last night and went until about 3 a.m.  The ceremony at the church included about 20 minutes (sort of in the pre-ceremony time when people were arriving) a rather impressive orchestra and choral group (which it turns out was part of the Sao Paolo Opera, as the brides mother’s friend is the director or maybe holds some other important position with the Opera)… so it was a mix of Wagner, Mozart… with a little “Strangers in the Night” mixed in… very robust…  then the ceremony began. It was much shorter than we thought, given that it was Catholic… but actually it wasn’t very religious…  the bride and groom each get to have 12 people stand around them on the alter…mostly family and very very close friends… They stay there through the entire ceremony.. and then the bride goes to the grooms side and hugs each.. and vice versa…

Then it was off to the wedding reception which had tons of planning preceding it… The wedding planner’s staff which included at least 8 people (maybe more.. but those are the ones I saw)…  They were all in constant communication from early morning through the end of the day by cell phone and ear pieces.. such that it looked a little like the CIA..(I heard that messages were conveyed saying who had arrived at the hotel.. who was where.. who needed to be picked up, etc.)  The wedding party (including siblings and parents) spent the entire day at the salon.. where they got quite a treatment…  There were about four photographers and videographers documenting throughout the day and through the wedding.. there were several bands… so that there was constant dancing music… Interspersed throughout the evening (which lasted until past 3 a.m. — constant dancing, which you’d be proud to know that Mike and I danced for much of it)… lots of salsa mixed with rock.. they love American rock and roll… were little “favors” that occurred on the dance floor… like passing our sunglasses during one song.. with everyone dancing with sunglasses.. or giving out hats.. and wigs… etc.  At one point Kelsey (groom) took over the drumming.. since he is an incredible musician and runs a small band for children in San Francisco… the professional drummer seemed impressed.. especially since it was all Braziliam music at that moment.

As you know it was quite formal, with lots of beaded evening gowns and tuxedos.  The American group was certainly the least “dressed” in the crowd of about 200. The dinner was fine and there was lots of drinking..starting with champagne and moving into caparinhas and hard liquor as well as wines… The dessert tables went on forever with choices of about 40 or more incredible selections (They love sweets.. )

We sort of rolled out at about 3 a.m…. and thus got a late start today.. but we went to the MASP (Museum of Art/ Sao Paolo) and then took a walk in the Jardins neighborhood, near the museum, which is an upscale section of town where shopping and eating rein supreme… Didn’t have much time to do either, since we had to go to one of the many post-wedding events.. a barbecue at the bride’s mother’s house… The focus of all of these homes is the backyard where the barbecue is located… this is serious stuff… It’s more like a set of ovens and spits built into the wall… They had a staff of four cooking the food..which was great… and a big salad bar.. followed by.. you guessed it, sweets!

The family is extremely warm and very very close.. It’s obvious that having Camilla move to San Francisco is a really big deal.. The extended family gathers every weekend and they talk daily… cousins, in-laws, etc.  Everyone was working hard to converse with us in English and we were all working to converse in Portugeese.. Somewhere we all met linguistically and it seems as if we got the general gist of conversations. (Camilla’s parents and aunts and uncles do not speak English… Most of her cousins speak some English..)

Tomorrow we are headed to one of the large markets in the morning.. and then off to Camilla’s aunt’s for another event .. This we are told, will be in the most upscale neighborhood in Sao Paolo, where some people actually have helicopter pads attached to their houses…mmmmmmmmm………….  Anyway, it’s another feast with about 40 people .. and then we head directly to the airport to get back to the Bay Area —

Bon Nuit…

Fern

BRAZIL 2006: Brazil Final Days (Part 1). July 2006

July 22, 2006

Well last night’s dinner turned into more of an adventure than planned. We went to a place called Grimpa… a  barbecue place (more like what we call a steak house) which was close by… (this is a very very carnivorous country) Turns out Grimpa is much fancier than we thought (but being in jeans didn’t seem to matter)… The restaurant was unbelievable.. but it took us a while to understand the “system” … several waiters came  to explain it — all in Portuguese. Eventually we “got” it. First you go to an appetizer table with an amazing array of choices.. and then when you are ready you turn this little cardboard disk that you have at your place setting to “green”… This means that the entourage of waiters who are walking around the restaurant will stop at your table with any one of 17 different cuts of meats (and also chicken and salmon).. They have the meats on “spits” and they walk around with huge knives… They stop at your table and you decide what you want.. They keep coming until you turn your card to the red side.. then you can flip it back to green whenever you want them to start coming back… It was quite a feast… They also come by with unreal other treats like roasted pineapple with cinnamon.,… and potatoes, and veggies, etc. We also got a royal tour of the barbecue area… and the kitchen… (Since we were always asking for our meat to be very rare… when they showed us the freezers.. they said the meat there was very much like what we like to eat! Oh it turns out that Gimpa is opening its second restaurant… in Miami .. and now we are invited to the opening! …We told them we go to Florida about once a year.. We tried to walk the meal off a bit…. but I think that will take a marathon.

Today, was fairly calm… we left Curitiba with TAM — a local airline — given that our Varig flight was canceled… and arrived in Sao Paolo mid-afternoon…  It’s a huge (more than 20 million population) and sprawling city and much like other large Latin American capitals… polluted and lots of traffic disasters.. It’s also very easy to see class differences..  with unbelievably new and expensive high-rises practically adjacent (not quite.. but certainly close by) to the favellas (squatter settlements)… There are some very very wealthy districts that are more removed from this.. Our hotel is in a section of town called “Brooklin” so we feel right at home.. and there is another neighborhood called Bella Vista (just like where we live in Oakland!)… We’ve sort of figured out a plan for our limited time here in Sao Paolo.. but the wedding will also be time consuming, but that is the reason we are really here in Brazil..

Tonight we met all the Americans who are here for the wedding and had a giant sushi feast in the Japanese section of the city called Liberdade… It turns out that Sao Paolo has the largest Japanese community anywhere outside of Japan..  There are about 21 of us from the US (including the groom’s whole family)… and we come from California, NY, New Mexico, and Washington.. Everyone had a lot of fun telling where they’ve been and where they are headed within Brazil. Everyone seems to have taken different routes during their stays here in Brazil.

On the way to the restaurant, in the taxi, you could see some very entrepreneurial homeless on the major streets… when the cars stopped (about 4 lanes in each direction) they’d jump out in front of the stopped cars and juggle… then as the light begins to change they ask for money from the drivers… then the cars whiz by… A new take on the window washing you get (or used to get) on the Bowery in NY.

Tomorrow we head out to see Sao Paolo — starting with the old section… then it’s off to the wedding.. The events are fairly nonstop… so we won’t have too much time to really see much… and given the scale of Sao Paolo we won’t see much at all… so I guess another trip to Brazil will have to be in the works at some time. .

That’s it.. . Bon Nuite….

Fern

BRAZIL July 2006: Gringo in Brazil – Day 4

July 19, 2006

Ola –
It’s about 6 p.m. here in Curitiba and I thought I’d try to send today’s travelogue early while I’ve got energy and remember what I did today.

As noted yesterday, Curitiba is a planners’ must-see city. Before going into this.. I should point out that at 2800 feet it’s a totally delightful climate, requiring a sweater late afternoon and evening. The air quality is quite good (unlike so many other South American cities I’ve visited); we’ve had nothing but clear blue skies.

Curitiba’s history is interesting in that it had a very large influx of Europeans in the late 18th and 19th centuries and their influence is strong. Today, the population includes about 50% whose origins are not South American. The intelligentsia had a big influence on the town — most notably one mayor — Jaime Lerner — trained as an architect, who became mayor in the 60s.  The city is known for its efficient transportation system, which includes devoting lanes on major streets for the bus system. The buses stop at designated elevated “tubes.” They say that the system is used by 85% of the population. The buses are clean, modern, quiet and zip through town. There are several different kinds of buses marked by their color… We haven’t completely figured out the system, but we seem to get where we need to go.. or at least close…  The city has also done an amazing job or creating, preserving, and caring for green areas.  Someone said they have about 50 meters of green space per person…  The mix of cultures has created some strange food availability and some of  the most popular dishes are Ukrainian and eastern European.

The story as I understand it is that sometime in the 1960s, Curitiba’s population was about 430,000, (It’s now 1.6 million) and residents worried that the growth would change the character of the city… So they held some kind of competition and Jaime Lerner (a young Brazilian Jewish architect) won the competition and then later became mayor… (a post he kept for 30+ years). His proposal stressed strict controls on urban sprawl, reduced traffic in the downtown by creating a web of walking streets (you can actually walk all through the center without confronting cars), preservation of historic buildings, and a transit system that would be affordable for all residents.. These ideas became the master plan for Curitiba.

Today, we set out on foot walking to several major parks and through the walking street system. We encountered a demonstration against Bush and also a demonstration against Israel… everything was quite peaceful.. We also went to see the newest “citizen street”– Citizen streets (Rua de Cidadania) are mall-type structures that have been built in various parts of town – always near transit stops – that provide municipal services, shops, child care, and leisure activities so that local people don’t need to go to the center of town to deal with simple services, shopping, etc. 

We visited this very large new one that was very close to the center of town.. It included a clinic, shops, art classes, and music classes, and a lot of services like getting different licenses along with small shops.  We then decided to go to an outer neighborhood called Boqueirao (a working class neighborhood with lots of factories) to see their citizen street.. Boqueirao is at the end of the bus line — about 20 minutes from the center of town…  Their citizen street was incredible, really well designed and in very good condition (even though it is much older than the one downtown).. It included a library with computers, all kinds of public services, a small police station, as well as hairdressers, food stores, book store, etc.  The library was being used by a wide range of ages and chess games were going the whole time with people of all ages. The “street” was on multiple levels with access tangent to all of the major bus lines.. There also was a well used full-size, roofed-over soccer field attached to the “street.”

From there we took a taxi because I really wanted to see one of the Faroles de Saber — the towers of knowledge — … There are 47 of them scattered around town (another invention from the progressive 60s)… The taxi driver wasn’t sure where to find one in that neighborhood, but he was wonderful in stopping people who obviously lived in the neighborhood.. and actually we got to this delightful building that was adjacent to the local public school, as are all the Faroles. Each of the Faroles de Saber is different but always — resemble to some degree — a lighthouse with a beacon on top of the tower — a wonderful symbol about learning.  They are tiny.. but always house a library with at least 5,000 books, and a computer room.. Some probably have other features.. This one was painted bright red and blue and was cylindrical… Very inviting… the library was on the first floor and circular stairs (like in a light house) took you to the computer room above. We saw children and adults using the equipment and everything was sparkling clean.

From there we trekked back to the center of town in quest of ice cream.. not as easy as we thought … Anyway, we stumbled on a tiny little juice place that uses coconut milk as a base for really great juices… so we opted for that.

We’ll head out for dinner in a few hours and then tomorrow it is off to Sao Paolo and wedding preparations.

Take care — Ciao
Fern

BRAZIL July 14 and 15, 2006: Gringo in Brazil – Completion of Days 1 and 2 and Now Curitiba

July 18, 2006

Ola –

So, here’s the completion of the days in Iguacu…
It is a truly spectacular site — about 270 independent and interconnected waterfalls of amazing height and width plunging into deep gorges surrounded by rain forest and natural growth.  The Argentine side is more complex with grander views,  but some of the largest falls are on the Brazil side so it’s difficult to say which is “best”… We stayed at the eco-lodge — Tropical de Catararas.. which was a lovely lodge beautifully sited (and as all the eco-tourism locations, overpriced)…

We had to get up at 3:30 a.m. in order to get to the airport in time for the flight to Curitiba this morning.. so we had dinner at the hotel. The Brazilians seem to have this thing for buffets… breakfast buffets, lunch buffets, dinner buffets, seafood buffets, etc.  So we did the buffet thing! Not my favorite form of eating. And like most of Latin America it’s meat, meat, and more meat!..

We asked for two wake-up calls for this morning, since I was really fearful we’d miss the flight (6 a.m. takeoff).. Somehow our message to the front desk was a bit confused (We’ve found very little English spoken, even at the hotels… and Spanish is of only minimal help)… So they did call twice, but the two calls were within about three seconds of one another.

We literally woke up one of the taxi drivers sleeping in his taxi. We got to the airport in time, went on the non-existent line for Varig Airlines and got seats for the plane. Lots of people were taking the other airlines (As I think I mentioned Varig is in bankruptcy)… Went through customs and waited for the plane… Actually everyone was waiting for planes. Turns out there was fog in both Curitiba and Sao Paolo so both airports were closed. We all had to wait about 3 hours. ..  as did passengers for all the other airlines. When we eventually did take off, our plane was very under-capacity. .. so it was a really comfortable flight. And Varig staff are quite nice.

By the way, security seems fairly loose.. no one cares that we are carrying laptops; security takes seconds; nobody really looks at identification once you’ve checked in… and a funny thing happened while we were waiting for the plane. The guy from the Varig Counter suddenly showed up in the waiting area and came over to tell me (in somewhat limited English) that the hotel was looking for me (the hotel we just left in Iguacu)… so he suggested I come back out to the check-in area to take the call.  I tried to understand how easy or difficult it would be to get back inside (a total no-no in the US)… but he nodded   which I took to mean “no problem)… So I left the “secure” area and took the call at the check in counter… Turns out in our exhausted stupor we never really checked out of the hotel.. which isn’t really a big deal since they had the credit card number.. but we had some restaurant and fax and computer charges, so they needed a signature.. The hotel guy was concerned it would come from his paycheck. But we arranged to send an email when we got to Curitiba and all was fine… Then I just walked right through security without showing anything.. and went back to waiting for the plane.

We arrived in Curitiba — a bit exhausted — but excited. Curitiba is a very special city in Latin America. It was led for many decades by progressive governments and they created some unbelievably innovative programs related to public transportation, sanitation, community well-being, parks, recycling, etc. First thing you notice is how clean the streets are. Apparently they pay homeless residents to clean the streets — providing income to those without jobs and at the same time goodwill for residents.

Then you see the public bus system. They have not spent inordinate amounts of money on light rail and/or subways. Instead they have dedicated bus and taxi lanes throughout the city and special mini-stations everywhere to board the buses.. The buses pull alongside these tubular steel and glass cylindrical shapes that house a protected platform (no graffiti) where a ticket-taker  sells and collects tickets.. When the bus arrives (some are tandem) passengers are ready to board from the “station”.. The buses are immaculate, new, and appear to always be on time (since they don’t fight traffic)… Everyone seems to take the buses, creating a very extensive system of local and express services (color coded)… and in addition there is a third category of bus called “tourism” which doesn’t mean it’s for tourists.. it’s just the line that takes you to parks and museums and other points of interest. Tomorrow we’ll probably take one of these “tourist” buses to see the city’s well-known parks — several of which were former quarries.

We took one of the local buses — mostly to try it out, since we weren’t really sure where we were going next — but everyone tried to be helpful, and we actually went to the “centro” where our hotel is… but we hadn’t quite planned it well.. and got off at the other side of the centro, requiring a very long walk. The city has a network of “walking streets’ without cars, so it’s quite pleasant to walk in many directions — along tree-lined, and shop lined, and people-lined streets.

We also went to the Oscar Neimeier- designed museum which is the one that looks like a big fish-eye atop a big column. It’s kind of a testament of the failures of modernism… but it’s highly regarded and everyone asks if you’ve been there. (So now we can say “Sim” — yes in Portuguese)….

I confess that upon coming back to the hotel at about 5:30 — we totally zonked for about two hours and then headed out for dinner to what is considered the #1 restaurant in Curitiba — a French upscale joint called Boulevard. Food was quite wonderful and I’m sure the calories matched the bill. We’ve been having our share of caparinhas, which they make pretty strong, so we’re feeling quite fine! Following dinner we took a little stroll on the Rua de 24 Horas.. the street of 24 hours.. which as its name states, stays open 24 hours.. with little cafes, and free computer usage, and ATMs and hairdresser (in case you just have the need in the middle of the night to look extra good!)

Oh another thing we are trying to get to see are the “lighthouses of knowledge” — special little buildings located in communities that house libraries, computer clusters, information kiosks, and social services — They tend to be located close to schools …

It’s about 1 a.m. now, and I have a little work to do before calling it a day, so I’m going to sign off. All is well. Take care —

Ciao — Fern

BRAZIL Iguacu: July 14 and 15, 2006: Gringo in Brazil – Days 1 and 2

July 17, 2006

Ola –

First, apologies if this comes out looking very dorky.. I’m typing at the business center of the hotel as the rooms do not have WiFi and there also aren’t any high speed lines in the hotel. The business center keyboard is Portuguese so there are a lot of symbols that keep showing up when I try to capitalize or do punctuation. I´m also charged by the minute so I’m not proofing this very well as I type.

Arrived at Sao Polo airport fairly easily and not too tired given that it was about 24 hours since we had gotten up and gone to SFO… The flights were about 17 hours with a 2 hour layover in Chicago… Then the fun began. Varig Airlines has gone bankrupt so nearly all its flights were cancelled. We needed to get from Sao Paolo to Iguacu… on Varig. The lines at Varig were wrapping around the airport since everyone on cancelled flights needed to talk with the counter people to get re-booked.. and we needed to check in. We were grateful to have had 2 hours.. but we barely made our plane… as it took nearly that long to get to a counter person… they had about 30 stations but only two people working… and it seemed as if they really didn’t know what to do. Fortunately we got everything on as carry-on so we didn’t have to deal with luggage.. not sure anything would have made it..

We have two more Varg flights — one tomorrow from Iguacu to Curitiba and one on Thursday from Curitiba to Sao Paolo… so not certain how all that will go.

After landing in Iguacu, we opted to take the hike to the falls on the Brazil side rather than sleeping.. a decision that could be questionable.. Anyway, it was quite spectacular, but nothing compared to the hike today on the Argentine side.. I´ll tell more tomorrow as my purchased time is running out on this computer.. but the trek to the Argentine side is a 45-minute drive and then once you are in the “park” you take a little train to the start of the hike (although on the way out we bypassed the train and walked) … That side is far more spectacular and the walks through the rainforest bring you fairly close to the falls.. You’re constantly getting sprayed… The falls are huge.. with drops of about 30 stories or so… and there are literally hundreds of them…  We managed to extend our walk and get back too late for the taxi driver that we had already paid to wait for us.

Time up.. will finish tomorrow..

CHINA 2005: 12/29/2005. Back in the World of the “Connected” From Yongding to Xiamen

December 31, 2005

Our third day in the Yongding area was probably the most spectacular, so far, as we drove about two hours to reach one of the most incredible sites… a complex of Tulous (up until now we’ve only seen singular Tulous)… This was a set of four circular ones and one square.. sort of interlinked and on different levels.. It is about 400 years old and functioning today as it probably has for centuries.. This one, perhaps because of the scale, seemed more alive than any of the others we’ve seen — and housed people of all generations..

Population of about 500 or so (numbers are very hard to come by)… We saw grandparents taking care of babies and young children (always smoking as they held the babies); families, people working; construction projects, etc… oh and of course lots and lots and lots of chickens and fowl. The Chinese call this particular tolu…”Four plates, one soup”…  

The drive to this particular complex was even more “death-defying” than the other two days… Now we were on roads that had deep drops on both sides (one into a river; the other a steep ravine) — the road was wide enough for just one normal sized car, but it was two-way… as it wound up and down hills and valleys…Eventually we hit a problem as the road was flooded out.. and had to  back out, turn around, and back track to find another way to the village… which we did.. The road ends at the top of the hill and one must walk into the village..  We then traversed the internal walkways for about three hours.. It was quite a sight. 

Throughout, however, one continues to see the contradictions.. making mats from reeds and bamboo for use in traditional ways, working with antiquated tools and equipment, farming perhaps the way it’s been done for centuries.. and then alas the infamous “dish” to receive television reception…  As I think I mentioned in previous notes, the Chinese seem particularly addicted to television — and they get many soap opera style programs, including several from Korea.. Our guide was always catching glimpses of the TV whenever he could…

Can’t say we were sorry to leave the Zhongtian Hotel in Yongding after 3 nights (the one without any heat)…

Anyway, we drove into another village for lunch. in another one of these tiny roadside makeshift restaurants with about two tables.. and complex cooking arrangements with the sink outside and the stove inside and minimal prep area!.  lots of fatty pork, but a wider range of vegetables than in previous days… still no fruit.. I’m desperate for a banana.

Then it was a long drive (about four hours) back to Xiamen… where I sit at the moment, dreading the thought of unpacking and repacking.. and dealing with all of our clothes that are covered in mud splashes… It’s a very short stopover here in Xiamen.. really only to sleep so that we can catch the flight to Hong Kong early tomorrow.. Our wait list has cleared so we will be arriving in California on New Years Day at 8 a.m. Just realized it’s a holiday and not too many restaurants will be open.. but I’m certain Oakland’s Chinatown restaurants will be in full swing!  Imagine coming back to have Chinese food!  (We’re both actually dreaming of salad.)

Take care — Hope these ramblings have not been too boring..

Look forward to seeing all of you in person (promise we won’t bore you with slides unless you ask)..  Happy New Year…I’m headed to watch CNN — news junkie that I am, it’s been difficult to be so removed from world events.. I’m assuming nothing really major happened in the last few days.. but I’ll know soon enough.

Take care — Fern

CHINA: Tomorrow It’s Yongding. December 26, 2005

December 31, 2005

Hi All-

Can’t remember where I left off, but this might be it for a while.. We leave for Yongding in the morning.. and doubt we will have any connection at all..   We still can’t even find Yongding on any map, and no one we’ve spoken with has been able to tell us where it is…  So….an adventure!

We’ve been in Xiamen for two days now… Last night we had dinner at one of the many, many rather huge restaurants that abound throughout China… This one was four stories high… From our quick count of seats– we ate on the second floor– (not sure if the other floors are for private parties or what)…  there was room for about 700 diners on this floor… It was Christmas night, and the place was pretty deserted.. or so it seemed given the scale.. And the restaurant, like most others must use 150 watt bulbs placed 12 inches apart… Ordering was again a challenge, except that the menu had a few pictures, so we selected from those…

Today we took a little ferry to Guylanyu..  cost about 30 cents and took about 5 minutes… no cars.. Rather pleasant, hilly, great old trees, and colonial buildings… ferried back to Xiamen and walked through the old neighborhoods again… through streets filled with food vendors (including many chickens and pigeons, along with snakes and an unbelievable array of fish) .. We tried to get to the top of one of the new buildings to get a view (and photos) from up high.. but none of the guards would let us into any of the buildings..

Oh.. on the ferry .. a young man asked us to take his picture with the Xiamen skyline as backdrop.. he said he spoke a little English.. and asked where we were from.. We said USA.. and then he asked if we spoke Russian… Seems he’s at the university in Xiamen majoring in Russian language and somehow felt this might be a common language for us!

Tonight we ate at a local restaurant, specializing in Xiamen food — recommended by the hotel. Well this time the menu was ALL in Chinese and no pictures!  And no one spoke any English… So we drew pictures.. of a crab (since we saw tanks of crabs when we entered the restaurant) and an eggplant(??) and a lamb… We did fine with the crab (hard to screw up that drawing)… and they had us pick one from the tank… The eggplant didn’t seem to get very far, so we drew some other vegetables and did eventually get some greens… But the lamb was challenging.. They brought several staff to our table…(no problem since each restaurant has an overabundance of staff).. to determine what the animal was.. Mike proceeded to say “baa.. baaa” but that didn’t seem to get us anywhere either.. Maybe his “Ba-a-a” had a NY accent. Anyway, we did wind up with some peppered meat dish… but we’re not really certain what it was… Of course, I was convinced it could be dog…  but Mike felt his rendition of “Baaaa” definitely was clear enough…

It’s off to Yongding in the morning…  and then back to Xiamen on Thursday.
Fern

P.S. It’s been really good to have cell phones, since Mike and I have an uncanny way of losing each other on these intricate, winding streets so we often call one another and have been pretty successful in describing our coordinates.. to catch up with each other..

CHINA 2005: The End of this Travelogue Approaches. 12/30/2005

December 30, 2005

It’s Friday night, December 30… we arrived in Hong Kong this morning.. from Xiamen..  I’ll spare you all the details on Hong Kong, as it’s a return visit for us, so except for the fact that it’s a city that is always changing and growing (in place), I don’t have any really startling information.. It’s as bustling as I remember it to be; as vertical as it looks in pictures; as dense as the reports reveal; and as cosmopolitan and contradictory as one can imagine…  The political turnover to China in 1999 doesn’t seem to have made much difference on the surface of things.. although the local newspapers are abuzz with the fact that China has suggested that Hong Kong focus on the economy (rather than on any efforts toward additional democracy). 

The streets are jammed with people and the city is alive 24 hours a day (or at least during all of my waking hours)… (So I’m in heaven.) The hotel we are at is the lap of luxury compared to where we’ve been for some of this trip.. and we are both taking full advantage of all of the amenities.. Our room has a spectacular view of the harbor; we’re a two-block walk to the metro.

Arriving in Hong Kong from China is still officially like going to another country.. different currency; and about 4 forms that must be filled out prior to departure and entry.  One of the forms asked a lot of questions about whether or not you were in rural areas and had any contact with poultry….  we sort of ignored our Yongding period…  I figure that walking among the chickens is not like touching a chicken. We were unable to convert our RMB (China money) to Hong Kong dollars at the Xiamen hotel, and had to wait until we arrived in Hong Kong…

And despite Shanghai’s acquiescence to (indeed its apparent love of) commercialism, shopping, and “show”, it’s still China.. and Hong Kong remains a totally different and unique city.

We’re getting antsy to return home… already thinking about what awaits us — mostly work-wise.. Our wait list cleared, so we will be back on New Years Day.  Wishing you all a very Happy New Year…

Peace — Fern

CHINA December 26, 2005: From Xi’an to Xiamen

December 24, 2005

Hi-

Arrived in Xiamen early this afternoon..Started out pretty early to get the plane from Xi’an… Funny thing happened at check-in… I decided to check my suitcase (first time in about 15 years…) because it was a small plane and our seats were way in the back… Anyway, when they put the luggage through screening.. I was called over to open my suitcase… The guy showed me that there were two circular objects that he needed to identify… I scratched my head and couldn’t figure out what I had packed that could be that shape and that might trigger the detectors… So he starts undoing my very neatly packed suitcase and I try to help … I finally realize that last night at the market in Xi’an, I bought two little alarm clocks with Mao on the face of the clock.. Mao moving his arm up and down… apparently these clocks set off the detectors… So I now have to take them in my carry bag. (Don’t ask why they don’t trigger any problem in the carry bag..
only in checked luggage.)

Anyway, we arrived in Xiamen at about 11:30 this morning.. and set out to walk until dinner time.. Xiamen (population only 1.2 million… a mere little village) is also buzzing!  It’s a newer city… in very good condition. Lots of new buildings, tree-lined streets, broad parks — with piped in classical music playing throughout —  (we stumbled on some performances in one of the parks — singers, acrobats, and some mime); The city is situated on a river so there’s a wonderful strolling
area that edges the river and appears to go for quite a long distance around the city’s edge… sort of like the Malecon in Havana.. Lots of activity along that river edge…

The people who shine shoes (there are tons of them in every town) all seem to want to polish our shoes… perhaps they look a bit shabby.. and they seem to hang out in clusters.. so about eight shoe shine folks surround us at any one time…

There’s an old section of town that’s pretty interesting — meandering little alleyways.. much like the old parts of the other Chinese cities.. and operating from about 9 a.m. until about midnight… Actually, these cities operate with much longer days than in the U.S…. shops are open 7 days a week for about 16 hours each day. People seem to work all the time (I feel right at home…)  One taxi driver told us his schedule is 12 hour days/ 7 days a week.. And today — Sunday — construction workers were working all day, banks were open, etc.

Overall, people in all of the cities we’ve been to thus far, appear to be in good shape — well fed, well dressed, busy… There’s been minimal begging (some children and old women)..  and we haven’t encountered any real homelessness (even though we’ve been in some pretty seedy parts of each town.)  Not saying there isn’t any, just that we haven’t seen it, and in any American city we’d certainly have seen homelessness by walking through the streets this much.

Part of Xiamen includes an island that was developed during colonial times… We’ll probably ferry over there for part of tomorrow… We’re off to dinner now…
If I have my days and times correct.. It’s Christmas Day in the states…  so merry, merry…

Fern