NORMANDY DAY 3: ARROMANCHES 360

 

Day 3 in Normandy had a simple plan, Arromanches, Canada’s beach – Juno and then a cemetery on the way home.

Arromanches 360 was recommended by friends as a ‘must do’:

The SAEM Arromanches 360, created upon the initiative of Lower Normandy Regional Council for the Fiftieth Anniversary of the Landing, presents an exceptional film projected on 9 screens in a circular cinema: “The Price of Freedom”.

An exclusive procedure is employed to obtain the 360° projection : the Circorama, conceived by Patrick Besenval and the Futuroscope productions.

You enter the building, overlooking Sword beach and stand in the middle of a dome. The film plays out on 9 screens all around you, blending footage of modern day Normandy beaches with footage of the invasion. A truly moving experience, in fact we found it one of the most profound pieces of the trip. It really made it sink in.

Overlooking the site is a statue, which made me pause and think; Mother Mary or simply a statue of one of the many mothers who left their son on that beach?

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Upon exiting the building, you can go back to your car or walk down the path to Sword beach – the British beach. We walked down the path ..

NORMANDY DAY 2: CLOSING OMAHA – THE MUSEUM

As we left the beach, we decided on one final stop, the Omaha Beach Memorial Museum (Le musée Mémorial d’Omaha Beach). It is what you would expect, although everything is a bit better protected as it did not have the scattered, family run business feel like the D-Day museum (which I enjoyed more). A few photos below.

The Sherman tank at the entrance.

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A German camouflage helmet.

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Another view of the landing craft. Imagine 36 men crowded into the craft:

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The craft was one of many D-Day innovations. Called the Higgins Boat or Landing Craft Vehicle or Personnel (LCVP), it has quite an interesting story:

Andrew Higgins started out in the lumber business, but gradually moved into boatbuilding, which became his sole operation after the lumber transport company he was running went bankrupt in 1930.

Fortuitously, the United States Marine Corps, always interested in finding better ways to get men across a beach in an amphibious landing and frustrated that the Navy’s Bureau of Construction and Repair could not meet its requirements, began to express interest in Higgins’ boat. When tested in 1938 by the Navy and Marine Corps, Higgins’ Eureka boat surpassed the performance of the Navy-designed boat and was tested by the services during fleet landing exercises in February 1939. Satisfactory in most respects, the boat’s major drawback appeared to be that equipment had to be unloaded, and men disembarked, over the sides—thus exposing them to enemy fire in a combat situation. But it was put into production and service as the Landing Craft, Personnel (Large), (LCP(L)). The LCP(L) had two machine gun positions at the bow. The LCP(L) or commonly called the "U-boat" or the "Higgins" boat, was supplied to the British where it was initially known as the "R-boat" and used for Commando raids.

The Japanese had been using ramp-bowed landing boats in the Second Sino-Japanese War since the summer of 1937—boats that had come under intense scrutiny by the Navy and Marine Corps observers at Shanghai in particular, including from future General Victor H. Krulak.[1] When shown a picture of one of those craft in 1941, Higgins soon thereafter got in touch with his chief engineer, and, after describing the Japanese design over the telephone, told the engineer to have a mock-up built for his inspection upon his return to New Orleans.

Within one month, tests of the ramp-bow Eureka boat in Lake Pontchartrain showed conclusively that successful operation of such a boat was feasible. This became the Landing Craft, Personnel (Ramped) (LCP(R)). The machine gun positions were still at the front of the boat but closer to the side to give access between them to the ramp. The design was still not ideal as the ramp was a bottleneck for the troops as was the case with the British Landing Craft Assault of the year before.

No less an authority than the Supreme Allied Commander declared the Higgins boat to be crucial to the Allied victory on the European Western Front and the previous fighting in North Africa and Italy:

"Andrew Higgins … is the man who won the war for us. … If Higgins had not designed and built those LCVPs, we never could have landed over an open beach. The whole strategy of the war would have been different."—General Dwight Eisenhower

It is interesting to see that one of the most important inventions of WWII was based on a Japanese design (or reverse engineered). A tactic the Japanese are famous for.

And so ends a very full day.

NORMANDY DAY 2:BLOODY OMAHA BEACH

Omaha beach was by far the bloodiest of beaches during D-Day. The Americans paid a horrendous price to take that length of sand: (via):

Wars leave names indelibly impressed into the psyche of our lexicon. Half a century later successive generations hear of these places without thought to their significance.

To the British they are Dunkirk, El Alamein and Arnhem. To Canadians Dieppe and Vimy Ridge (WW I) recognize catastrophe and success. To Americans, Iwo Jima, Tarawa and Omaha Beach symbolize costly, bloody triumphs against diehard enemies. “Bloody Omaha” is the image of killers, untouchable in concrete bunkers, slaughtering America’s youth helpless on an open beach. OMAHA Beach is sacred, hallowed ground bloodied by men who came three thousand miles to free Europe and subdue Hitler’s nazis.

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To get a feel for what they faced, we hiked down the pebble beach. You stand at the bottom looking up, imagining German machine gun, mortar and artillery fire raining down on you, land mines and obstacles everywhere, absolutely no cover available. One has to wonder how anyone made it off the beach.

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What they faced (via):

OMAHA Beach is a seven-kilometer (4 miles) long concave arc. The 35-meter (100-foot) bluffs gave the Germans, in long established positions, the high ground from which they dominated every square foot of the beach. Two thirds of the eastern end of beach was shingle making vehicle traffic impossible. At the western end a 2-3 meter sea wall ran the length of the promenade. A significant obstacle for mobile equipment. Five valleys (called draws) led from the beach up to the higher ground. The westerly
one at Vierville was paved but the other four were undeveloped tracks. The draws were wooded and defended by paired “resistance nests” (Wiederstandsnest). Six more resistance nests on the bluffs between the draws and three inland at the towns created a formidable defense. Along the beach were eight large caliber guns in concrete casements, thirty-five antitank guns in pillboxes and eighty machine gun nests. Communication trenches interconnected the defenses.

On the sandy beach were three lines of log obstacles, 7 meters apart, tipped with contact mines and shells. Closer to shore were metal hedgehogs tipped with explosives (similar to 4 meter tidily winks) to tear open the hulls of landing craft. At high tide the obstacles were beneath the water and difficult to see. From the beach to the foot of the bluff were antitank ditches, minefields and barbed wire, thickest around the draw entrances. Scattered liberally over the slopes were thousands of antipersonnel mines designed to explode under foot or pop up and explode at waist level.

We then hiked around the hill and headed to the top to get the German view. From the top, the whole beach rolls out in front of you. On the end of a sniper rifle or machine gun, it must have been a) scary to see the magnitude of the invading force and b) been like shooting turkeys in a barrel. Just keep firing.

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What you do notice is how your view is limited, there is a certain field of fire and if someone makes it outside that field of fire, you are blind. To get that feeling, we climbed inside a bunker (this time I had my camera loaded). The entrance was overgrown and I went in first – carefully (you never know what someone left behind, beer bottles or worse).

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Inside is very eerie. Absolutely dark (I kept using my flash to light it up … should have brought a flashlight). Silent and not very spacious. Imagine being crammed inside this thing with bombs and bullets whistling around. Better than on the beach, but still quite scary.

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You can still see out the machine gunner’s opening. Limited field of view, but you can see a long way.

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Hidden among the grasses and brush are remnants of the war, huge slabs of torn up concrete, careful where you step.

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The vantage point from the top. The US troops stormed up this gap, it was a death trap – mines and barbed wire. Casualties on the beach averaged one per every 2 meters (6 feet).

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I read that it took 20 years for the French to clean up the beaches, so littered with mines and anti-invasion devices. If you look out on the horizon, you can still see some remnants in the water.

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A new perspective on why we wear the poppy and should be very thankful for what they did ..

NORMANDY DAY 2: CIDER

As we drove from Pointe du Hoc back toward Omaha, we passed another interesting site that I had spotted as we passed, an apple orchard. We had to stop …

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The Lebrec family business is set up around an ancient U shaped building. You drive through the archway (above), pulling into a huge courtyard. The proprietor, Bernard Lebrec, greeted us as we got out of the car, followed by an enormous Labrador who’s only goal was to drop at your feet and get his belly rubbed. Looking around, you come to see just how big the place is. I asked him how many people live here? He responded that his mother lives in the main house, he rents out an apartment on one end and .. on Mondays he lives there (pointing), on Tuesdays there (pointing), on Wednesdays here, at which point he burst out laughing.

A picture of the wall, with the manor house in the background.

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An outside view of one of the walls. Imagine being a kid here, exploring all the rooms …

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Of course I had to ask if the place was occupied during the war. Sure enough, his family moved to Paris while the German army occupied the home. Hard to imagine, giving up your home and all the possessions that you own to the occupier. As Stephen Ambrose says in Band of Brothers (page 143):

As had been true of the villages of France on both sides of the line on the Western Front 1914-1918, the civilian residents of the Island were evacuated (and Holland is the most densely populated country on earth). This gave the men almost unlimited opportunities for looting., opportunities that were quickly seized. Webster wrote, “civilians dwell under the misapprehension that only Germans and Russians go through their drawers, closets and chicken coops, whereas every G.I. of my acquaintance made a habit of doing so.” Watches, clocks, jewellery, small (and large) pieces of furniture, and of course liquor quickly disappeared – that is, what was left, as the British had already stripped the area.

We picked up a bottle of strong cider, Calvados, which I detest. Not unlike Scotch:

Calvados, from Normandy, is a spirit is made of cider through a process called double distillation. In the first pass, the result is a liquid containing 28%–30% alcohol. In a second pass, the amount of alcohol is augmented to about 40%.

We also picked up a bottle of sparkling cider, or what the French call bouche (Bouché simply means that the cider is in a pressure bottle with a champagne style pressure cork). Only 5% alcohol and a very distinct taste. Hard to describe, other than earthy and fantastic. I would have loved to have grabbed a case at €5 a bottle, had I known I would like it so much. A quick look on the LCBO website shows a Quebec variant (At 3X the cost). They describe it as:

Clear straw colour and sparkling; aromas and flavours of fresh apple; off dry on the palate, with refreshing acidity on the finish.

What a great place. Back in the car, we headed to Omaha (again).

NORMANDY DAY 2: POINTE DU HOC

The problem with driving down a road and going to a place where you have never been before is that you are constantly filled with doubt .. did I miss it? How much farther? Did I miss the sign?

In the end, we never did make it to Batterie de Maisy, because I thought we were there when we came to Point du Hoc, a coastal gun emplacement. I am glad we made the mistake. The sun had cleared the morning’s ominous clouds, so we headed down the path from the parking lot. As you walk, you start to see craters. Huge 15-20 foot deep holes where the shells from the Allied ships and bombers had attacked the emplacement. As you end the path, you round a corner and look out on this huge field that had once been flat … the Allies shelled the place into oblivion. Amazing  ….

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A number of the bunkers remain, but huge slabs of cement, with jagged iron stick out at odd angles everywhere. A two foot thick slab of concrete sticking oddly out of the ground gives you a distinct impression of the size of the artillery shells.

The six 155mm gun battery with a 17 kilometer range housed inside concrete bunkers threatened the invasion fleet, OMAHA Beach, 6 kilometers east, and UTAH Beach, 14 kilometers to the northwest. This was the most lethal battery in the invasion area. The battery had to be neutralized as quickly as possible in the early hours of the invasion.

The battery was bombed April 15, May 22 and June 4 resulting in the six 155mm howitzers being moved temporarily to an orchard one kilometer south. Substitute telephone poles, under camouflage netting disguised the precautionary move. Andre Farine, the café owner in
Letanville (3 kilometers southwest), in seeking wood for baking would visit M. Fouche’s farm overlooking the Pointe du Hoc battery site and secure intelligence he transmitted to England. He discovered the German ruse but the ships had sailed under radio silence. His own observations and what he gleaned from the labor building the Atlantic Wall eating in his café saved many lives. He was awarded the
Croix de Guerre.

The 8th Air Force bombers cautiously held their bomb loads a few seconds longer to avoid hitting the assault wave. The bombs landed harmlessly inland. At 6 a.m. the battleships Arkansas and Texas commenced their bombardment. Before lifting their shelling a half-hour later they had fired 600 12 to 14 inch shells. The 10,000 tons of explosives equaled the destructive power of the atomic bomb on Hiroshima. One battleship shell exploded inside an empty bunker collapsing the rear wall.

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The whole area was once a myriad of tunnels, connecting the different bunkers and gun emplacements. Many remain open and survived so that you can explore and come up through the turrets. We spent hours exploring …

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Loved climbing into the ruins.

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As you walk to the edge of the site, you look down and try to imagine …US Rangers in boats, with climbing ropes and ladders scrambling get to the top of the cliffs while under enemy fire. The German’s must have thought they were nuts …. via:

The plan called for the 2nd Ranger Battalion (Companies D, E and F) to land east and west of the Pointe at 6:30 a.m. The rangers, using British LCPs (Landing Craft Personnel) manned by British coxswain had one of their 10 boats swamped shortly after leaving the mother ship. The company commander and platoon were rescued but returned to England. A 20mm cannon shell fired from the cliff top sank one of the four DUKWS (amphibious truck).

In error the coxswains headed for Pointe de la Percee, 5 kilometers east. Colonel James Earl Rudder seeing the error ordered a course change that brought the 9 landing craft, 3 DUKWs and one supply boat (a second had swamped) back to Pointe-du-Hoc along a route paralleling the coastline. A German machine gun nest on the cliff edge 300 meters east of the Pointe raked the passing attack force. All the craft landed east of the point forty minutes late and long after the USS Texas bombardment had lifted. (The delay caused the reinforcement 5th Ranger Battalion to believe the rangers on the Pointe had not been successful and diverted to OMAHA Beach.) The Germans rushed to the cliff edge firing and throwing hand grenades down on the invaders. Two navy destroyers, the HMS Talybout and the USS Satterlee moved in close firing their machine guns and antiaircraft pompom guns into the German ranks. From the landing craft grappling hooks with rope ladders attached were fired to the top of the 35-meter high cliffs. Many of the ladders heavy with seawater fell short.

On each hook a burning fuse terrorized the Germans attempting to cut the attached rope. From one of the DUKWs a ladder borrowed from the London Fire Department rose to overview the cliff top. Sergeant Bill Stivinson with his machine gun climbed the ladder. The DUKWs unsteadiness on the rocky beach combined with Stivinson’s weight caused the ladder to sway back and forth 45 degrees. Each time the sway brought Stivinson past the cliff top he fired on the Germans along the edge.

Within five minutes a number of rangers had climbed to the top. In another ten minutes the remaining 120 of Rudder’s 225 men were slithering over the edge and into the welcome protective shell craters. The platoons moved off to seize their pre-assigned bunkers ignoring the machine gun and 20mm fire from the large strongpoint on the cliff edge. Determining they had captured empty bunkers containing only telephone poles the rangers moved south to D514. Although the bunkers had been taken the battery area was still not cleared. The enemy would unpredictably appear from their elaborate tunnel structures, fire a burst from an automatic weapon or throw a grenade then disappear. The machine gun east of the Pointe that had harassed the landing craft now poured fire over the heads of the rangers in the shell holes. The navy and army fire control team had been knocked out with a short shell and the radios damaged. A visual Morse code blink light signalled the USS Satterlee to knock out the machine gun nest. A few rounds tumbled the nest and occupants down the cliff face onto the beach. No one survived.

These are the cliffs they climbed …

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I cannot image the climb. The fighting. It is truly a site to behold. The size of the craters makes one wonder, what was it like living through the artillery barrage? The view from inside a bunker …

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A great perspective on the slabs of concrete. Those were mighty big shells.

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The irony is that the guns were found hidden in an orchard later, unprotected.

The intact battery bunker nearest the point became the medic’s aid station. The Germans had pulled back south of D514. The rangers set up defences. Sergeant Leonard Lomell and Jack Kuhn followed a dirt road, suspicious it might be the track created by the Germans hauling out the six-gun battery. Two hundred and fifty meters south of D514 in an orchard they found the guns and ammunition unmanned.

The German gun crews had cautiously pulled away from their ammo dump. The Americans blew up the ammo, destroyed several guns and incapacitated the remaining gunsites.

The empty site …

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One of the guns … they are big.

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A couple amazing hours later, we jumped in the car to hit our final stop, Omaha beach (or so we thought).

NORMANDY DAY 2: ON THE WAY TO BATTERIE DE MAISY, CHATEAU DE ST. PIERRE DU MONT

On the wall of a building at the D-Day museum was an advertisement for Batterie de Maisy and on a whim we decided to head away from Omaha beach in search of the battery that was promised to be no more than ‘5 minutes drive’.

A windy road takes you along the coast, where we passed a host of breathtaking buildings. One being Le Chateau de St. Pierre du Mont, a castle converted into a bed and breakfast on the Normandy coast. It simply rises out of the road as you head along the coast. I would have loved to have spent a night there, had we known it existed …. via:

St. Pierre-du-Mont Castle, locally known as Château de St. Pierre-du-Mont or more simply as Château St. Pierre, stands near the village of Saint Pierre-du-Mont, north west of the city of Bayeux in the Calvados department in the Normandy region in France.

St. Pierre-du-Mont Castle dates back to the 16th century. Its entrance gate, flanked on the right by a machicolated defensive tower, is typical of the fortified gates which guarded Norman manors at the end of the 16th century. The upper part of that tower once housed a dovecote, which was a symbol of nobility until the Revolution.

At the beginning of the 17th century, the estate belonged to Francois du Mesnil. His family, like many noble families of that time, followed the reformed religion. Shortly after the Revocation of the Edict of Nantes (1685) they returned to Catholicism.

At the end of the 18th century St. Pierre-du-Mont Castle passed through marriage to the De Frotté family. One member of this family, who was a Marquis, was a prefect during the first half of the 19th century.

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I always wonder what life was like when places like this were built. Peasants working for a rich family, building away, living off of the whims of the Lord and their family. We live in much better times, no matter how beautiful the building is.

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The nice thing about having your car, you can stop where you want. We continued down the road.

NORMANDY DAY 2: THE D-DAY MUSEUM

We awoke to our second day in Normandy facing the greyest of days, something that the region is well known for and a challenge that the Allies faced many years ago:

Most of May had fine weather, but this deteriorated in early June. On 4 June, conditions were clearly unsuitable for a landing; wind and high seas would make it impossible to launch landing craft, and low clouds would prevent aircraft finding their targets. The Allied troop convoys already at sea were forced to take shelter in bays and inlets on the south coast of Britain for the night.

It seemed possible that everything would have to be cancelled and the troops returned to their camps (a vast undertaking because the enormous movement of follow-up formations was already proceeding). The next full moon period would be nearly a month away. At a vital meeting on 5 June, Eisenhower’s chief meteorologist (Group Captain J.M. Stagg) forecast a brief improvement for 6 June. General Bernard Montgomery and Eisenhower’s Chief of Staff General Walter Bedell Smith wished to proceed with the invasion. Leigh Mallory was doubtful, but Admiral Bertram Ramsay believed that conditions would be marginally favorable. On the strength of Stagg’s forecast, Eisenhower ordered the invasion to proceed.

The Germans meanwhile took comfort from the existing poor conditions, which were worse over Northern France than over the Channel itself, and believed no invasion would be possible for several days. Some troops stood down, and many senior officers were away for the weekend. General Erwin Rommel, for example, took a few days’ leave to celebrate his wife’s birthday,[7] while dozens of division, regimental, and battalion commanders were away from their posts at war games.

Plotting out a D-Day tour is pretty easy thanks to the Normandie Memoire website. The interactive map provides potential tour suggestions and the highlights while touring the coast.

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We contemplated hiring one of the many guides that are available, but passed on the €400 fee. Instead, we used the website of a local tour guide who offered up a book on the landings, Stand Where They Fought which had a write-up on each of the beaches, all though it is very US centric.

Our first stop was the D-Day museum. It is not what you expect. A family business, ran out of a small metal building with relics of World War 2 scattered around the parking lot. You can just imagine how this business was created: after the havoc of war the proprietor scrounged, bought and bartered for the contents of the museum. I am sure there was plenty of stock strewn everywhere! A few items below ….

The German machine gun turret which obviously took more than one hit. Multiple machine guns would stick out of the holes affording the men inside great protection and a wide range of view. I counted over 20 hits, many did not penetrate.

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German artillery, note the camouflage and the dim sky ….

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The D-Day landing craft, which were available for climbing.

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Not a lot of room ….

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A German 88.

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Inside were weapons and remnants of the war spread down the metal building.

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This one made me stop. The coral growing on the helmet. I wonder if the American owner lived after it dropped into the ocean …

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After the museum it was time for a crucial decision, either down to Omaha beach or to Pointe du Hoc. A wall sign talked about Point du Hoc and on a whim we drove away from Omaha beach to explore, glad that we did.

A WEEKEND IN NORMANDY – PART 1

Well, we are finally settling into our new home. That means I can start processing the photos from a few of our last trips, Italy and Normandy in particular. One of the advantages of England is that it is so close to everything. Heathrow is a great jump off to Europe with low air fares (although I doubt that our travel agent every got us a low fare) and the Eurotunnel which is a hop, skip and a jump into France.

One of my personal ‘must do’s’ before we left England was Normandy. As an avid war history buff, there was no way that the opportunity could be missed – and of course, we both knew that the boys would love it. So, on a May long weekend we hit the road. To prepare for the trip, I cracked out an old documentary that I use to love as a young boy – The World at War. We watched the D-Day episode and it set the tone for the trip, giving the family a grounding in what we were about to see. The most significant (and widely watched) piece of footage was shot on Juno beach by Sergeant Bill Grant. The film shows Canadian troops of the Queen’s Own Rifles, 3rd Canadian Infantry Division, landing in the second wave at Bernieres-sur-Mer, Juno Beach, on D-Day.

"It’s the film sequence that epitomizes June 6; that indelible sequence showing darkened but clearly visible figures of the Queen’s Own Rifles of Canada silently exchanging last moment instructions, moving ladders and rifles into final ready position and patting the forward-most troops on their backs for encouragement. The doors swing open and the brighter outside light streams in. The first troops leap out of the landing craft. Ahead of them, clearly captured in Grant’s sequence, are the famous beach-resort houses that the Germans had incorporated into their coastal-defence system. It is point-of-view film of the greatest amphibious invasion in history — the D-Day landings." (from an article by Ted Barris, Friday, June 4, 2004 – The Globe and Mail).

The war footage was rushed to England where it was showed around the world to show the landing in Europe.

As a family, when it comes to trips, we are not the ‘early starter types’. We have a philosophy (which at times I have resisted), if you jam in too much, make the days too long, you lose the moment – and it becomes seeing sights for the sake of seeing sights, instead of truly enjoying it. So we scheduled a Flexipass time for 10AM and headed to France. Our final destination for the day was to be Hotel Barriere in Deauville Normandy. While making the 6 hour drive, we planned to stop at Dieppe to see the sites.

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The French countryside was beautiful, farms in full swing and mustard fields in full bloom – yellow as far as you could see. As you drive toward Dieppe, the first thing that struck me were the markers. Everywhere you went, you saw memorials to fallen soldiers (many from WWI). It is not unlike England, and Canada, where there are memorials. The difference is the location. There are markers in the towns, but there are also markers randomly scattered along the roads. A reminder that this is where the two great wars were fought, hand to hand.

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The second thing I noticed as we drove into Dieppe were the Canadian flags. I have read about Dieppe, and there is much debate on the debacle:

The Battle of Dieppe was a test for the full-scale invasion of western Europe. The plan was to make a frontal assault on the town of Dieppe, across the English Channel on the coast of France. The raid on Dieppe would give the Allies a chance to test techniques and equipment for landing troops from the sea. The Battle of Dieppe was a disaster for the Canadians. Nearly 1000 Canadians died and nearly 2000 were taken prisoner.

In the book Juno: Canadians at D-Day, there are two views. One view states that it was a tragic waste of Canadian life while many others say that it was key to D-Days success. Dieppe taught many lessons to the Allies, some very mundane, but in the end it helped teach the Allies about how to invade. A terrible cost, but one that paid off in many lives saved.

The third thing that I/we realized is that it was a national holiday in France and that the sights that we were going to see (The museum) were in fact closed. Which was fine, as we climbed the hills overlooking the beaches and had our first experience with German bunkers. They are scattered along the cliff, huge concrete behemoths, hidden slits poking out of the ground, some are left as only chunks of broken rebar. Amazing to climb into them and look out on the beach, although you need to be careful – the local kids obviously enjoy hosting beer drinking parties in them.

My fourth realization? That I forgot to put a CF card in my camera. So, no pictures of Dieppe. Well, that isn’t quite true. I had many pictures of Dieppe. The problem is that after I looked at them in the viewer on the camera’s built in memory, they disappeared into the cosmos …..

After a light lunch, we headed down the coast toward our hotel. Driving through the French countryside is a wonderful thing. I constantly found myself staring out the window, enjoying the huge range of architecture, thatch roofs with tulips growing out the top, Wisteria in full bloom. And of course, churches. Beautiful old churches, everywhere.

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We arrived at the hotel late and faced our first challenge, the car park was full (groan). A common occurrence in England and Europe. When they were building in the 1800’s, no one really took the time to think ahead to when stables would be displaced by motorcars (smile). At least the French are a bit more commonsensical than the British, they all park in the same direction. It only took 20 minutes of driving around and around to find a spot.

We decided to head down to the hotel restaurant (which is highly rated) and enjoy a quick dinner as we were all tuckered. It was there that I enjoyed what had to be my 400th ‘buyer beware’ experience. I have become quite fond of Gin and Tonic while in England (I am told that drinking ‘G&T is ‘very British’ … so be it). So I ordered up. The waiter brought me a Bombay Sapphire, in the glass with ice, Tonic not poured. It looked like a lot of Gin, the glass was half full. It was. I had to keep adding tonic to distil it down. When I got the bill, I figured out why – €18. For my Canadian friends, that is about $25. My one and only G&T in that hotel (LOL).

Outrageous G&T aside, the hotel was amazing. Any hotel that lets animals in the restaurant and in the room is alright by me. We could learn from the French in that regard – that is for sure.

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So ended Day 1. Day 2, off to the beaches. And of course, the weather looked ‘very D-Day’ like, clouds ahead.

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REMEMBER ROSS ELLSMERE, ST DESIR CEMETERY, FRANCE

A few weekends ago our family jumped in the car and headed to Normandy for a long weekend. I will provide additional details on the trip in future entries, as it was one of my favourite trips that we have taken in the last 2 years.

A big part of the trip was the goal of finding one of Narda’s relatives in the war cemetery near the D-Day landings. Veterans Affairs has done an amazing job through the Canada Remembers project of cataloguing where our war dead lay.

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I do not have immediate relatives who served in the Canadian forces during WWII as my family mostly moved from Holland in the 50’s. Ross Ellsmere served in the Air Force as a pilot and died a month before D-Day (probably on a bombing run).  He is buried at St. Desir Cemetery, which is found after a long and winding drive through the French countryside. On the road we were lucky to see the small sign pointing down a side road, in the middle of nowhere. I wondered what it would be like.

Situated just out side of the town of Lisieux, famed for the Basilica dedicated to St Therese is one of the smaller British Cemeteries.

At first the  British and Commonwealth War Graves Commission buried the fallen German troops in a field next doo, where they still are. The Cemetery contains the dead from three different battles. Firstly there are four First Would War Burials who were transferred here after then end of WWII. There are men who fell in 1940 during the retreat to the Seine and those who fell in 1944 during the recapture of the area. Recently the local French village has made a walkway of peace between the two cemeteries

In all there are 598 graves here including 16 Canadian, 6 Australian, 1 New Zealand, 5 South African, and 1 American.

When I stepped out of the car I was hit with two feelings. The first is pride, the cemetery is immaculate – pristine and beautiful. The government is taking care of our war heroes in the right way. The second is a sense of magnitude. This is a small cemetery (550), but the rows and rows of graves is humbling, a testament to the price that was paid for our freedom.

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The grave of Ross Ellsmere (22) is surrounded by men who died on the same day. It was a bloody day and you are struck by one thing – the age. Very few are older than 22 or 23.

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Right beside the cemetery is St. Desir-de-Lisieux, the German cemetery. Unlike the Allied cemetery, there are no words on the graves written from loved ones. There is just name, rank, date. In fact, there are 2 men to each cross and as the picture shows, it is a very big cemetery – 3,735 to be exact.

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Never forget.

THE LAST DUBAI POST: TRAVELLING THE SAND DUNES WITH IRON MAIDEN

 

Our trip to Dubai had a simple goal – no churches, no castles and no culture. Just fun. But we had to do something local (and the malls did not appeal to us). So we did a desert tour with Arabian Adventures.

It starts with a driver picking us up at the hotel in a big GMC 4X4. We then proceeded to the Dubai Desert Conservation reserve. What they are trying to protect is beyond me … not sure where that wildlife was ….

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The desert is beautiful. Desolate, but beautiful.

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The wind really started to pick up. It wasn’t that warm.

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The drivers stop as you get off the road and enter the desert, removing half of the air out of their tires. They explain that if you have full tires, you will get stuck. They then line up the trucks (there were 30) and start bounding through the desert with a clear goal, to make you think that at any moment that truck is going to bloody well flip over.

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As we drove, we passed an abandoned Bedouin camp. The driver explained that they had been relocated into government funded housing. We actually passed the housing on the highway – I would like to live in that type of government housing.

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We survived, arriving at a camp for dinner. This is where it gets a big odd. One of the guides walks up to us and asks us if we know who Iron Maiden is. Uh, sure, but for the record I like ACDC better. It turns out that they are on the trip too and these tour guides think that this is just the coolest thing on the planet. Personally, I would not have recognized them had he not said it .. although the dude with the professional video camera videoing it all was a give away that there was something going on. Appears that a band member talked about their gig here. I never took a photo .. (wouldn’t know who they are) .. but I think they are in this photo ..the dude with the camo hat standing by the guy with the dreadlocks (He must have read the Rock Band 101 manual).

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We settled in for a traditional dinner, some belly dancing, a camel ride and this Arabic coffee which was very pungent and not to my taste. It was made from spices .. definitely not coffee. They should probably call it Arabic tea.

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So we were able to sneak in a little culture (sans any church or castle or museum!) in Dubai. Just a little. Another cool trip complete.

DUBAI: ATLANTIS THE PALM

 

We have had friends and family stay at The Palm in the Caribbean and they all come back with the same feedback; crazy expensive but really cool. The Palm in Dubai is no different – crazy expensive but really cool. Although, when you live in England where everything seems like it is 2X the price of Canada – it is all relative. The entrance says it all ….

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The hotel is impressive – two thousand rooms, billions to build and some of the coolest features I have ever seen in a hotel including a 65M litre aquarium with a 2 story glass viewing area, underwater hotel rooms, celebrity chef restaurant names like Nobu (which was out of this world), a water park with rapids – a lazy river with a wave machine – amazing slides and a 30M straight down (at least it feels that way) slide that rockets through a shark tank. I went on it once – that was enough. The picture on the right is the tube through the tank.

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It is tough to call out what was the highlight, the aquarium or the water park. We spent hours, standing in front of the fish tank which is 2 stories high and contains thousands and thousands of fish, including a huge whale shark. It was mesmerizing. Our room had the additional benefit of a balcony overlooking the tank.

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The water park is just as amazing. There is a huge wave machine (which shoots you down a river on an inner tube), there is a river full of man made rapids and the center pyramid is filled with slides. The wave machine is below … as the waves start crashing toward my tube. I have some amazing video from my camera (the $200 waterproof case has paid for itself many times over). This picture is right before the wave hit us – over the week I got really good and flinging the boys right to the bottom of the wave machine so they could maximize impact (smile).

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What is ingenious about the slides is how you get up. You can walk up (groan), or you can jump on the conveyor belt which leisurely takes you up to the top in your tube.

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Or you can take the express route. This route was quite surprising. It starts with a cool little jaunt up the conveyor belt. You are thinking, you know what – this isn’t bad. Then you crest a hill and .. well … you look down at these huge jets that basically shoot you up the hill (in stages). Think of having a fire hose pointed at your back .. that pretty much describes it.

A view of the slides. Yes, it is very high.

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I would definitely go back to this hotel. No doubt. In the end, the hotel became our destination. We only took one excursion. That is next.

DUBAI: ONE HAS TO ASK WHY?

 

Time has passed, things are settling down and I have a few destinations to log on the blog. Starting with a trip a few months ago to Dubai. Over the last 2 years, our family has hit 10+ different countries and the boys were getting ACO (All churched – castled out). So we decided to take a break in Dubai where there isn’t thousands of years of culture to tempt us. It is all sand and sun. Just what the family needed.

Dubai is a big European holiday destination – and it just so happens that they had just opened the new Atlantis The Palm, so we booked it. As luck would have it, we booked it well before the financial sector crash so we paid a nice high price … but there is upside, the place was empty.

Dubai is a very odd place. If you have done any reading about the region, you will know that it is very wealthy and that they are reinvesting their oil money in the hopes of building the city into an economic, travel and expat center for the Middle East. It is their hedge against when the UAE runs out of oil (25 years). The pursuit of this goal means one simple thing: construction. Lots of construction.

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Everywhere.

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It does not take more than a 10 minute drive into the city to realize that their construction philosophy is either ’the bigger the better’ or ‘the biggest – period’. When I was a University student, I lived in an area with the biggest mall in the world – the West Edmonton Mall (went to University there). Dubai easily displaced it with their 1200 shop mall – Dubai Mall (ingenious name) which cost $20B. A few other notable ‘biggest’ (to name a few):

  • Dubai Tower, the world’s largest tower with 162 floors – crushing the closest competitor (100 floors)
  • Dubailand, the world’s largest theme park. It is twice the size of Disney world with 45 megaprojects and 200 subprojects. Six Flags, Legoland .. and on and on.
  • Of course, the world’s largest man made islands (3 different groups, each progressively larger).
  • Burj Al Arab, the world’s only ‘7’ star hotel, which we had a beautiful view of from our hotel room.

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But in the end, I was left wondering if it is sustainable. I understand why it is being done (genuine effort to create a new economic base), but was not convinced that it makes sense long term. Over the last months, the police have been finding thousands of leased cars abandoned at the airport as workers flee the country, leaving behind piles of bad debt. Real estate prices have fallen 25% (with your own private island a regular millionaires bargain now!) and worries about the states ability to pay back their huge debt continues to plague the region.

Really cool place to visit once. Which I don’t believe is the intent. That being said, we did do some cool things – which are up next.

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TREVI FOUNTAIN ROME

 

I have zero time to blog for another two weeks. A very busy time. I will come back online week of May 18th. That being said, I am almost finished processing our Italy pictures and thought to share this Photosynth on the Trevi Fountain.

In 1629 Pope Urban VIII, finding the earlier fountain insufficiently dramatic, asked Bernini to sketch possible renovations, but when the Pope died, the project was abandoned. Bernini’s lasting contribution was to resite the fountain from the other side of the square to face the Quirinal Palace (so the Pope could look down and enjoy it). Though Bernini’s project was torn down for Salvi’s fountain, there are many Bernini touches in the fountain as it was built. An early, striking and influential model by Pietro da Cortona, preserved in the Albertina, Vienna, also exists, as do various early 18th century sketches, most unsigned, as well as a project attributed to Nicola Michetti[5] one attributed to Ferdinando Fuga[6] and a French design by Edme Bouchardon.[7]

Competitions had become the rage during the Baroque era to design buildings, fountains, and even the Spanish Steps. In 1730 Pope Clement XII organized a contest in which Nicola Salvi initially lost to Alessandro Galilei — but due to the outcry in Rome over the fact that a Florentine won, Salvi was awarded the commission anyway.[8] Work began in 1732, and the fountain was completed in 1762, long after Clement’s death, when Pietro Bracci‘s Oceanus (god of all water) was set in the central niche.

Salvi died in 1751, with his work half-finished, but before he went he made sure a stubborn barber’s unsightly sign would not spoil the ensemble, hiding it behind a sculpted vase, called by Romans the asso di coppe, "the "Ace of Cups".

The Trevi Fountain was finished in 1762 by Giuseppe Pannini, who substituted the present allegories for planned sculptures of Agrippa and "Trivia", the Roman virgin.

Click here to view our pictures of the fountain. Rome is an amazing place.

THE AIRPORT IQ TEST

 

I believe that there could be an IQ test based on airport check in. It would have common sense questions such as:

  • You are allowed to bring canisters of gasoline on the aircraft as you never know if the gauges are right and the crew may need it:   A. True B. False

Recently, the woman ahead of me in the security line up (It was 6:05 am) was crying and pleading with the security staff. She was in hysterics. There was no way she could check the item that they had just examined. No way! Do you know what they do in luggage check in – they will destroy it – she wailed – a fresh bout of tears streaming down her puffy cheeks.  

Had there been an IQ test based on airport check in, she would have failed this question:

While boarding an airplane, which item are you not allowed to bring as a carry-on item?

A. Toothbrush

B. Flight of the Conchords doll

C. Your new bright pink shirt

D. A pair of freshly sharpened figure skates.

She would not have answered D.

While in Paris the other week I witnessed another act of airport stupidity. A North American tourist (decked in gold,  bright red lip stick, big hair and obnoxious track suit clothing) was standing in the line at security with her stuffed Gucci bags, getting more and more agitated. Her husband clearly knew what was going on and was becoming increasingly uncomfortable – shooting her quick glances.

She was in line 3, with approximately 3 people between her and the X-ray. She kept looking over at line 1 where 3 guards were standing and talking. There were no people in line 1, it had a fancy carpet and was separated from line 2 and 3 by a red velvet rope. I now started to observe, wondering ‘How long?’.

Not long. She mumbled something to her husband in an exasperated tone and started to lumber through line 2 (which is cumbersome with all the bags – and no ability to say ‘excuse me’), plucked the velvet rope off the hook and proceeded to the X-Ray machine in line 1, with husband in tow. The French guard gave her one look as she walked up and proceeded to put her stuff on the conveyor belt. The guard pointed – back in line – with not a word of English.

Now, this is where it got funny. What was she going to do? We are all looking at them with a smile on our face. Do you traipse back to line 3? Go to the end of the line? Nope. She just walked over to the rope, plucked it off the hook and decided to insert herself (and her poor husband) 3rd from the front of the line. OK, that ticked me off a bit. But what happened next made up for it.

As soon as she was back in line, the French security guard walked over to line 2 and asked the person BEHIND the woman to come over to security. Two minutes later she walked back and took the person in FRONT of the woman and her husband. You should have seen the woman’s face. I burst out laughing.

So what question did this woman fail?

When in France, you should recognize that the locals love tourists, love when you speak English to them, are focused on customer service and love when tourists take liberties (circle one)  A. True. B. False.

You have to admit, the French are the masters of the snub. All hail the French.

CLOSING OUT PARIS

As we walked back to our hotel, we came across this monument which I have had a tough time puzzling out. It says ‘memorial national de la guerre d’algerie’ which I assume is a monument to the Algerian War which is worth reading about here. A few tidbits:

The Algerian War remains a contentious event today. According to historian Benjamin Stora, doctor in history and sociology and teacher at Paris VII, and one of the leading historians of the Algerian war, memories concerning the war remain fragmented, with no common ground to speak of:

"There is no such thing as a History of the Algerian War, there is just a multitude of histories and personal paths through it. Everyone involved considers that they lived through it in their own way, and any attempt to take in the Algerian War globally is immediately thrown out by the protagonists."[41]

Stora further points out that "The phase of memorial reconciliation between the two sides of the sea is still a long way off."[41] This was recently illustrated by the UMP‘s vote of the February 23, 2005 law on colonialism, which asserted that colonialism had globally been "positive." Thus, a teacher in one of the elite’s high school of Paris can declare:

"Yes, colonisation has had positive effects. After all, we did give to Algeria modern infrastructures, a system of education, libraries, social centers… There were only 10% Algerian students in 1962? This is not much, of course, but it is not nothing either!"[42]

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As we walked back to the hotel, we stopped at the Ferris wheel in the Place de la Concorde. The sun was going down and it was a great way to end the trip.

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So much still to see. Wonderful city.

MORE PARIS

After the Louvre we headed to the Eiffel Tower (of course). We did not feel like fighting the crowds and were unable to get a reservation in the tower restaurant (despite an amazing effort from the Concierge). Exiting the metro at Trocadero (Paris has an amazing subway system), we enjoyed the view across the river.

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As you exit the metro, you come across a WWI monument to the people who fought the war.

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As we looked  down on the Eiffel tower from the Trocadero, we did not realize the importance of the location:

For the Exposition Internationale of 1937, the old Palais du Trocadéro was demolished and replaced by the Palais de Chaillot which now tops the hill. It was designed in classicizing "moderne" style by architects Louis-Hippolyte Boileau, Jacques Carlu and Léon Azéma. Like the old palais, the palais de Chaillot features two wings shaped to form a wide arc: indeed, these wings were built on the foundations of those of the former building. However, unlike the old palais, the wings are independent buildings and there is no central element to connect them: instead, a wide esplanade leaves an open view from the place du Trocadéro to the Eiffel Tower and beyond.

The buildings are decorated with quotations by Paul Valéry, and they now house a number of museums:

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    I never knew who Foch was. Interesting quote from him:

    He advocated peace terms that would make Germany unable to ever pose a threat to France again. His words after the Treaty of Versailles, "This is not a peace. It is an armistice for 20 years" would prove prophetic.

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    Enjoying a baguette, in the sun on a brisk December day in front of the Eiffel tower was a magical experience. We then headed down to the river and enjoyed a boat ride – a Paris must do. A few sights captured below.

    Alexander III bridge:

    Pont Alexandre III is an arch bridge that spans the Seine, connecting the Champs-Élysées quarter and the Invalides and Eiffel Tower quarter, widely regarded as the most ornate, extravagant bridge in Paris[1] [2].

    The bridge, with its exuberant Art Nouveau lamps, cherubs, nymphs and winged horses at either end, was built between 1896 and 1900. It is named after Tsar Alexander III, who had concluded the Franco-Russian Alliance in 1892. His son Nicholas II laid the foundation stone in October 1896. The style of the bridge reflects that of the Grand Palais, to which it leads on the right bank.

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    Not the kind of detail you would ever see on a Canadian bridge.

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    Another Egyptian obelisk liberated, the Obelisk of Luxor in the Place de la Concorde:

    The center of the Place is occupied by a giant Egyptian obelisk decorated with hieroglyphics exalting the reign of the pharaoh Ramses II. It is one of two the Egyptian government gave to the French in the nineteenth century. The other one stayed in Egypt, too difficult and heavy to move to France with the technology at that time. In the 1990s, President François Mitterrand gave the second obelisk back to the Egyptians.

    The obelisk once marked the entrance to the Luxor Temple. The viceroy of Egypt, Mehemet Ali, offered the 3,300-year-old Luxor Obelisk to France in 1831. The obelisk arrived in Paris on December 21, 1833. Three years later, on October 25, 1836, King Louis-Philippe had it placed in the center of Place de la Concorde, where a guillotine used to stand during the Revolution.

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    The Louvre.

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    The architecture of old European cities is breathtaking.

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    Notre Dame. We did not take the time to visit, the boys are all ‘churched’ out.

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    And it was finally time to start walking back to the hotel.

    LOCAL PAPERS & CREATIVITY WITH COWS

     

    One of my favourite parts of travelling has now become the local paper. It gives you a real feel for the nation, the local events, culture and different perspectives.

    While in Dubai, I read the Gulf News each morning. A few highlights that I kept with me:

    A few nights ago, on the way back from a lovely weekend, my car broke down. My wife and I had to wait three hours before the car got towed. We were desperate and more than 100 kilometres away from home. A while later, two cars stopped and the drivers – both Emirati men – offered to drive us home, knowing quite well that they would have to drive a long way. I thank those men and more such Emiratis for making this country a safe, lovely and special place to live. Each time I recall the incident, I feel amazed.

    • Dubai Modern High School is raising fees by 90%. Parents are not rejoicing.
    • The cost of war in the Middle East is estimated at $12,000,000,000,000. The military expenditure versus health care is shocking (2004 numbers): Egypt: $3B on military, $2.2B on health care. Lebanon: $4.4B on military, $3.2B on health care. Oman: $12B on military, $2.4B on health care. Syria: $6.4B on military, $2.2B on health. Wars are good for the military industrial complex, bad for humanity. After watching the documentary Why We Fight, I cannot help but hear Eisenhower’s warning and how it has come true:

    On January 17, 1961, Eisenhower gave his final televised Address to the Nation from the Oval Office.[49] In his farewell speech to the nation, Eisenhower raised the issue of the Cold War and role of the U.S. armed forces. He described the Cold War saying: "We face a hostile ideology global in scope, atheistic in character, ruthless in purpose and insidious in method…" and warned about what he saw as unjustified government spending proposals and continued with a warning that "we must guard against the acquisition of unwarranted influence, whether sought or unsought, by the military-industrial complex… Only an alert and knowledgeable citizenry can compel the proper meshing of the huge industrial and military machinery of defense with our peaceful methods and goals, so that security and liberty may prosper together."

    Heartstoppingly accurate and scary.

    • Iman warns about celebrating Valentine’s Day. Of course, this was surrounded by a special insert covering 20 local Valentines love stories and ads about what you should get that special someone.
    • India approves a soft drink made of cow urine.

    The new drink, to be known as Gau Jal or Cow Water, is being developed in the Indian holy city of Haridwar by the RSS’ Cow Protection Department and should be ready for marketing in six months.

    Fascinating stuff.

    PARIS CONTINUTED: THE LOUVRE

    Our third day in Paris was one of those days that we usually say we will never do, completely full from start to finish. The first stop was The Louvre and as one would expect, it was packed. We decided on a whirlwind tour where we agreed to hit the big three.

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    The Winged Victory of Samothrace:

    The product of an unknown sculptor, presumably of Rhodian origin, the Victory is believed to date to between 220 and 190 BC. When first discovered on the island of Samothrace (in Greek, Σαμοθρακη — Samothraki) and published in 1863 it was suggested that the Victory was erected by the Macedonian general Demetrius I Poliorcetes after his naval victory at Cyprus between 295 and 289 BC. The Samothrace Archaeological Museum continues to follow these originally established provenance and dates.[7] Ceramic evidence discovered in recent excavations has revealed that the pedestal was set up about 200 BC, though some scholars still date it as early as 250 BC or as late as 180.[8] Certainly, the parallels with figures and drapery from the Pergamon Altar (dated about 170 BC) seem strong.

    In April 1863, the Victory was discovered by the French consul and amateur archaeologist Charles Champoiseau, who sent it to Paris in the same year. The statue has been reassembled in stages since its discovery. The prow was reconstructed from marble debris at the site by Champoiseau in 1879 and assembled in situ before being shipped to Paris. Since 1884 it has dominated the Daru staircase.[9] displayed in the Louvre, while a plaster replica stands in the museum at the original location of the Sanctuary of the Great Gods on Samothrace. The discovery in 1948 of the hand raised in salute, which matched a fragment in Vienna, established the modern reconstruction — without trumpet — of the hand raised in epiphanic greeting.

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    Venus de Milo. A fascinating history:

    The Venus de Milo was discovered by a peasant named Yorgos Kentrotas in 1820, inside a buried niche within the ancient city ruins of Milos, on the Aegean island of Milos, (also Melos or Milo). The statue was found in two main pieces (the upper torso and the lower draped legs) along with several herms (pillars topped with heads), fragments of the upper left arm and left hand holding an apple, and an inscribed plinth. Olivier Voutier, a French naval officer, was exploring the island. With the help of the young farmer, Voutier began to dig around what were clearly ancient ruins. Within a few hours Voutier had uncovered a piece of art that would become renowned throughout the world. About ten days later, another French naval officer, Jules Dumont d’Urville, recognized its significance and arranged for a purchase by the French ambassador to Turkey, Charles-François de Riffardeau, marquis, later duc de Rivière.

    Twelve days out of Touloun the ship was anchored off the island of Melos. Ashore, d’Urville and [fellow officer] Matterer met a Greek peasant, who a few days earlier while ploughing had uncovered blocks of marble and a statue in two pieces, which he offered cheaply to the two young men. It was of a naked woman with an apple in her raised left hand, the right hand holding a draped sash falling from hips to feet, both hands damaged and separated from the body. Even with a broken nose, the face was beautiful. D’Urville the classicist recognized the Venus of the Judgement of Paris. It was, of course, the Venus de Milo. He was eager to acquire it, but his practical captain, apparently uninterested in antiquities, said there was nowhere to store it on the ship, so the transaction lapsed. The tenacious d’Urville on arrival at Constantinople showed the sketches he had made to the French ambassador, the Marquis de Riviére, who sent his secretary in a French Navy vessel to buy it for France. Before he could take delivery, French sailors had to fight Greek brigands for possession. In the mêlée the statue was roughly dragged across rocks to the ship, breaking off both arms, and the sailors refused to go back to search for them.[2]

    News of the discovery took longer than normal to get to the French ambassador. The peasant grew tired of waiting for payment and was pressured into selling to a local priest, who planned to present the statue as a gift to a translator working for the Sultan in Constantinople (present day Istanbul, Turkey).

    The French ambassador’s representative arrived just as the statue was being loaded aboard a ship bound for Constantinople and persuaded the island’s chief citizens to annul the sale and honor the first offer.

    Upon learning of the reversal of the sale, the translator had the chiefs whipped and fined but was eventually reprimanded by the Sultan after the French ambassador complained to him about the mistreatment of the island citizenry. The citizens were reimbursed and ceded all future claims to the statue in gratitude.

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    And last but not least, the Mona Lisa: which was protected by glass as it has been vandalized twice (acid thrown on it once, a rock another time).

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    We did not have a lot of time (and it was just too busy), and we passed by a thousand great pieces (which means we definitely need to go back). One noteworthy part for me was when we passed the Greek and Egyptian displays (having been there, we skipped past). It left me reflecting upon the comments of our guides in those countries and how their history no longer belonged to them. Each went on to explain how large parts of their history is in the museums of the world (Britain and England in particular). Consider the following ….

    From the Parthenon in Athens, hundreds of statues were taken (the second picture being where this would reside had it been left behind):

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    A sphinx …. (well over 6 feet high):

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    Of course. You need to look up. This is just the roof …

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    How it looks before they go on display:

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    And that was just the morning.

    DUBAI

     

    Another great holiday adventure completed, our family is just back from Dubai. I will describe it with one phrase ‘A place like no other’. Will post my thoughts later this week, but here is a start. We stayed on The Palm, one of 3 artificial islands. It is unbelievable – they moved more than 100 million cubic meters of sand and rock to build 2 of the 3 islands. The 3rd island will contain more than 1 billion cubic meters of sand and rock.

    As my son and I walked along the beach we watched this ship (below) blow sand into a construction site and had a ‘crane counting contest’ on all the buildings. We got to around 60 cranes, with the visibility low (It is estimated that 25% of the worlds cranes are in Dubai). Unbelievable.

    Of interest, it was not as hot as we would have liked at around 25C. Although, one of the locals told me he loved this weather, especially when contrasted to 50C in August with 95 percent humidity.

    Amazing place. More to come.

    PARIS DAY 2 CONTINUED

     

    After enjoying the Catacombs, we headed toward the Eiffel Tower and the Military Museum. Our first stop was lunch at a little French deli near École Militaire. The food  was fantastic and we did everything that we could to get the French lady who was serving us to smile (she certainly was not going to speak English).

    The École Militaire is a vast military training facility near the Eiffel Tower and had I read the map correctly, I would have realized that it was not the Musée de l’Armée that we were looking for. It is very vast and in the biting wind, the troops were getting a bit frustrated that I could not find the entrance.

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    As we circled, we came across this memorial and to the best of my knowledge this refers to the round-ups of Jews and other political targets in Paris:

    December 12, 1941:
    Arrests in homes. Roundups carried out in Paris, regardless of nationality but aimed particularly at French Jews (dignified Jews) – sent to the camp of Compiegne.

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    Coming around another corner, I finally realized we were circling around the wrong building (DOH). Guess I should have looked up earlier.

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    I should have realized that it was the building with the gold roof.

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    The Musée de l’Armée is a museum at Les Invalides in Paris, France. Originally built as a hospital and home for disabled soldiers by Louis XIV, it now houses the Tomb of Napoleon and the museum of the Army of France. The museum’s collections cover the time period from antiquity until the 20th century.

    The start of our tour was the tomb of Napoleon (among others). This is a magnificent building dedicated to one of the world’s greatest generals:

    Within Les Invalides is the final resting place of Napoleon Bonaparte.

    The former emperor’s body was returned to France from St Helenain 1840 and, after a state funeral, was laid to rest in St Jerome’s Chapel while his tomb was completed in 1861.

    There was no expense spared for the tomb and Napoleon Bonaparte’s body lies within six separate coffins. They are made of iron, mahogany, two of lead, ebony, and the outer one is red porphyry.

    The tomb sits on a green-granite pedestal surrounded by 12 pillars of victory.

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    I found this book very interesting, it is Napoleon’s notes about Adam Smith’s The Wealth of Nations, which influenced his thinking. The Scots would be proud.

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    What is also interesting (and not publicized) is the fact that the tomb also hosted hundreds of President  Mitterrand’s spies who kept tabs on his enemies.

    A FORMER French spy chief has revealed how a bunker beneath Napoleon’s tomb was used by hundreds of secret policemen to monitor the conversations of politicians, writers and celebrities.

    Pierre Charroy, 69, a retired general, lifted the veil last week on one of the most sensitive secrets of French intelligence when he told a court about the so-called inter-ministerial control group, or GIC, that he ran for 16 years.

    He is one of 12 accused in the “Elysée-gate” scandal, a case that has made history by showing the extraordinary lengths to which the late President François Mitterrand went to keep tabs on his enemies.

    Abusing the near absolute powers of the French presidency, the Socialist leader set up a cell of security officials in the Elysée Palace to protect secrets such as the existence of his illegitimate daughter and his work as an official in the collaborationist wartime Vichy government.

    We then headed into the museum. Put a male in a war museum, you can never go wrong. The museum covers all major wars and France’s colonial days. A few highlights for me ….

    It is scary to think that exploitation of Africans was so common place in an era not that long past. These posters are from 1905, The paper on the right was denouncing the exploitation of black Africans (November, 1905).

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    During the Battle of the Marne (WWI), the German’s tried to encircle Paris. At one point, the legend of the Taxis of the Marne was created, where 670 taxis took 6,000 troops to the front as the rail system was too congested. You can read about it here. It should be noted that the fares were paid, at 27% of the metered rate.

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    This weapon stopped me in my tracks. In the middle of machine guns and artillery from WWI was a French made cross bow. It was used to hurl grenades and made from wood. Someone must not have seen the memo about the move to Gatling guns and mortars.

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    The tank changed the cavalry but it was the Gatling gun that changed man’s approach to infantry. This 1939 Gatling gun looked menacing.

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    This map reaffirmed my admiration for the British in World War II. A small island of blue holding out against the Axis regime. Thank God for the British and Churchill.

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    The benefits of video games? My boys could name an astonishing number of weapons in that museum including the German Goliath, the tracked mine (thanks to Company of Heroes). It was bigger than I imagined.

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    So ended day 2, strolling past a beautiful flower shop on our way back to the hotel.

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    I SEE DEAD PEOPLE – PARIS DAY 2

    We decided to stay in the heart of the city, at the Hyatt which made it easy to get to the subway and move around Paris (public transit is fantastic).

    Walking out of the hotel we received our first big Paris experience – the cold. It was hovering around –2 but there was wind chill. As a family of Canadians who have not seen a Canadian winter in 2 years, we found –7ish crisp VERY cold (how quick we forget).

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    2008 Dec 28 Our Starting Point in Paris_

    Paris is littered with great food shops. As we walked to the subway stop we noticed these truffles in the window. Note the price for the white truffles. These are not Cadbury truffles (smile).

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    Our first stop was the Paris Catacombs. We had to wait in line for a half hour and noticed these protestors in the park next to us. The boys went up and asked what they were protesting. Turns out they were protesting smoking, although I wonder if they were protesting people who smoked or the Paris smoking ban?

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    The line slowly moved forward and after a short wait, we entered the catacombs:

    The Catacombs of Paris or Catacombes de Paris are a famous underground ossuary in Paris, France. Organized in a renovated section of the city’s vast network of subterranean tunnels and caverns towards the end of the 18th century, it became a tourist attraction on a small scale from the early 19th century and has been open to the public on a regular basis from 1867. The official name for the catacombs is l’Ossuaire Municipal.

    This cemetery covers a portion of Paris’ former mines near the Left Bank‘s Place Denfert-Rochereau, in a location that was just outside the city gates before Paris expanded in 1860. Although this cemetery covers only a small section of underground tunnels comprising "les carrières de Paris" ("the quarries of Paris"), Parisians today popularly refer to the entire network as "the catacombs".

    The catacombs are massive. We exited at least 6 blocks from where we entered.

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    I found this sign at the entrance quite interesting. Who would steal bones? Turns out lots of people. At the exit the security guard had a stack of bones and skulls that he had confiscated from people. But he doesn’t bother calling the police.

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    It is roughly 135 steps down to the catacombs, and then it is through a series of tunnels. My camera instantly fogged up (and kept fogging) because the humidity was very high, with water dripping from the ceilings. The ambiance was quite effective and unsettling.

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    After a myriad of tunnels, you finally arrive at the catacombs. The Quarrymen’s foot bath is where the workers would draw water for personal use. The water was a rather eerie green.

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    And then there it is. The bones of 6 million (estimated) Parisians. Initially, the bones were simply thrown into the tunnels but during Napoleon’s time it was ordered that they be arranged. The front bones are in neat piles, with the rest jumbled in behind. It is genuinely creepy (but a must see).

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    Various designs adorn the bone ‘walls’.

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    Part way through the catacombs you come upon a sculpture carved into the wall, Port Mahon gallery, carved by Decure, a veteran of the armies of Louis XV. The town of Port Mahon is in Minorca, where Decure was kept prisoner by the English.

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    There are few bodies that were actually buried in the Catacombs. Those killed during the massacres of September 1792 were:

    The September Massacres[1] were a wave of mob violence which overtook Paris in late summer 1792, during the French Revolution. By the time it had subsided, half the prison population of Paris had been executed: some 1,200 trapped prisoners, including many women and young boys. Sporadic violence, in particular against the Roman Catholic Church, would continue throughout France for nearly a decade to come.[2]

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    An amazing start to day 2 … and a final bone design to close …. creepy.

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    TRAVELLING TO PARIS – DAY 1

    Over the Christmas break our family elected to spend it in Paris. Our first decision was an easy one, spend time in the airport during the holidays or drive to Paris. We quickly settled on the drive (with a few reservations as it is much longer than our Brugee journey) via the Eurotunnel.

    Again, it was surprisingly easy. Approximately 6 hours door to door with roughly 1 hour waiting on the train (to board). The tunnel itself is an engineering wonder and sitting inside the train with a couple hundred other cars is surprisingly relaxing. Correction, relaxing once I had asked the people in front of us to roll up their windows as I was growing weary of listening to High School Musical 3 blaring from their DVD player.

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    Driving into Paris around 4 p.m. (We are not into the whole ‘get on the road early’ thing), we headed directly to our first tourist destination: The Pompidou Center:

    Centre Georges Pompidou (constructed 1971–1977 and known as the Pompidou Centre in English) is a complex in the Beaubourg area of the 4th arrondissement of Paris, near Les Halles and the Marais. It was designed in the style of high-tech architecture.

    It houses the Bibliothèque publique d’information, a vast public library, the Musée National d’Art Moderne, and IRCAM, a centre for music and acoustic research. Because of its location, the Centre is known locally as Beaubourg. It is named after Georges Pompidou, who was President of France from 1969 to 1974, and was officially opened on 31 January 1977 by the then-French President Valéry Giscard d’Estaing.

    An interesting building, designed with the ‘guts’ of the building on the outside.

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    The center is dedicated to a French President who loved the arts, with a library and a few museums. We went straight to the top to catch the sunset from the restaurant Georges. It was a spectacular view of the city which you enjoy from here via their live webcams or here for a 360 degree view..

    The view needed to be great, because the food was average, expensive and the service was VERY poor. It was very clear to me that they picked their staff based on their looks and whether or not they would complement the ‘modern art, trendy location’ ambiance versus aptitude (they would rival the British for bad service). But like I said, we were there for the view:

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    Frustrated, but still enthusiastic, we headed down to the very cool Junior Pompidou interactive gallery, filled with interactive light and music displays. The boys particularly enjoyed posing for the light wall.

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    It was then off for a quick tour of the modern art museum, which has digitized much of the collection here. Of course, this is where the pragmatic small town boy in me comes out. I see art in many of the pieces, but am really challenged by others.

    For example, I get this piece of art: This is a protest piece. This is an artist who has something to say and is expressing his point of view. Of course, this is why it is not surprise to me that during the same year that he made this piece, he was also busy signing manifestos with his fellow art buddies:

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    Signs a manifesto with Klein, Raysse, Hains, Tinguely Spoerri and Villeglé, thus founding the “Nouveau Realisme” with the Critic/Art Historian Pierre Restany. New Realism= new perceptive approaches of reality.

    This fellow is deep. Apologies for the picture, no filters on hand. Click the link above for one without reflections.

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    Now, here is where I struggle. To me, this piece, in British terms, is ‘taking the piss’. I know, the art elite are in shock. How can I not see it? Have I no vision?

    To me, this artist is laughing all the way to the bank. Seriously, am I the only one? And to make it even funnier, it is a prominent location near the entrance.

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    The title of this magnificent piece? Dark Blue Panel by Ellsworth Kelly. When commenting on his style:

    William Rubin noted that “Kelly’s development had been resolutely inner-directed: neither a reaction to Abstract Expressionism nor the outcome of a dialogue with his contemporaries.”[7] Many of his paintings consist of a single (usually bright) color, with some canvases being of irregular shape, sometimes called “shaped canvases.” The quality of line seen in his paintings and in the form of his shaped canvases is very subtle, and implies perfection. This is demonstrated in his piece Block Island Study 1959.

    I love reading art reviews. Said one art critic to the other over a glass of white wine ‘Magnificent. Look at the way he has taken this 12’ by 12’ canvas and only covered it in the darkest black, and only black. Minimalist mastery. It is like I am looking into the tortured soul of the artist. I must have this, it is a bargain at $6,000’.

    To add to the humour of the situation, Ellsworth is an American artist. I wonder when the French will finally realize that this is simply an American getting the last laugh? And not just an American … A New Yorker …

    So ends day one, with a laugh. Thanks Ellsworth.

    LEAVING CRETE, MY LAST GREEK POST

     

    After a great week in Greece we packed and headed for the airport. For the first time in a while, our flight was late that evening (10pm) so we were left with a free afternoon. The trip to the airport from the east coast of Crete can be as straight forward as driving 100KM down the highway on the E75. We decided to go another way – through the mountains via the Lassithi Plateau.

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    As we winded our way through the mountains, you really begin to feel like you are heading back in time. The ‘old’ ways still exist. Small villages which rely on local agriculture, the tourist and history that goes back hundreds of years. We stopped at a small town (name unknown) for lunch and above the door was a black and white photo of a man holding his gun (proudly). I asked the woman who that was using the most effective tourist English that I have (speaking … slowly … pointing), it was her father (Who looked like the sort of guy that really ticked the Germans off during WWII).

    Narda took the boys to this woman’s stall (we could not resist), where she bought baked chestnuts and an assortment of fruits. After leaving she commented again on the sales prowess of the elderly women, dressed in black and looking harmless and sweet. Make no mistake, if she had a car on hand, we probably would have been compelled to buy. Imagine trying to get a 1952 Datsun back to the UK?

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    2008 Oct 24 Driving back from the Lassithi Plateau_

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    The higher into the mountains we went, the more goats we saw. They were everywhere. In places which make sense (like open fields) and in not-so-likely places like sheer cliff faces. Amazing.

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    Another common countryside fixture were the windmills. Everywhere. Obviously, not functioning at this point, but in previous decades they were key to the local agriculture based culture.

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    As we reached the top of the mountain road we stopped at a convenience store and I snapped off this shot. The white building in the middle of the valley with no apparent road leading to it is a cemetery and a small chapel.

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    As you come to the top it opens up into the plateau:

    Oropedio Lasithiou (also Lasithi Plateau) (Greek: Οροπέδιο Λασιθίου) is a large (11 km in the E-W direction and 6 km in the N-S, approx. 25 km²), scenic plain located in the Lasithi prefecture in eastern Crete, Greece. It is approximately 70 km from Heraklion and lies at an average altitude of 840 m, which makes it one of the few permanently inhabited areas of such altitude around the Mediterranean.Winters can be very harsh and snow on the plain and surrounding mountains often persists until mid spring.

    The fertile soil of the plateau, due to alluvial run-off from melting snow, has attracted inhabitants since Neolithic times (6000 BC). Minoans and Dorians followed and the plateau has been continuously inhabited since then, except a period that started in 1293 and lasted for over two centuries during the Venetian occupation of Crete. During that time and due to frequent rebellions and strong resistance, villages were demolished, cultivation prohibited and natives were forced to leave and forbidden to return under a penalty of death. Later, in the early 15th century, Venetian rulers allowed refugees from the Greek mainland (eastern Peloponnese) to settle in the plain and cultivate the land again. To ensure good crops, Venetians ordered the construction of a large system of drain ditches (linies, Greek: λίνιες) that are still in use. The ditches transfer the water to Honos (Greek: Χώνος), a sinkhole in the West edge of the plateau. Lasithi plateau is famous for its white-sailed windmills that have been used for decades to irrigate the land. Despite their vast number (some 10,000) in the past, most of them have been abandoned nowadays in favour of modern diesel and electrical pumps.

    Of course, being Canadian, I would question what a ‘harsh’ winter is like in Crete. I hear they got 14 inches of snow north of Toronto on Saturday and it was –22C. All relative.

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    Of course, the whole history, windmill and agricutural history of Lassithi is intersting and everything, but we were there for a more important reason – the birthplace of Zeus!

    The Dictaean cave is famous in Greek mythology as the place where Amalthea, perhaps known in Crete as Dikte, nurtured the infant Zeus with her goat’s milk, the mythic connection to the long use as a site of cult attested here by archaeology. The nurse of Zeus, who was charged by Rhea to raise the infant Zeus in secret here, to protect him from his father Cronus (Krónos) is also called the nymphAdrasteiain some contexts

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    You arrive at the base of the site, surrounded by a few shops and a family churning out freshly squeezed orange juice at their cafe. You need it. It is a long hike to the top.

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    For a few €, you can hire a donkey for the ride up. We walked. We did pass a few people who should have spent the money.

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    When you get to the top you are peering down a 200’ drop to the bottom of the cave. Steep stairs take you to the bottom where it is a bit eerie. Yellow light plays off the walls, the sound of water dripping. Huge stalagmites worn smooth by thousands of years of dripping water. Creepy but cool.

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    As we emerged from the caves, the rain started to drop down. We hiked to the car, grabbed a fresh Orange juice and hit the road travelling through the mountains to the main road and the airport.

    Another adventure completed.

    THE LEAPER COLONY – MORE CRETE

    The Crete adventure continued on with a day trip north to the Island of Spinalonga. Our first stop was the quaint town of Elounda across from the island.

    As is the case with most of Greece, dogs and cats were abundant and this one seemed to enjoy hanging out on the fishing nets.

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    Fishing boats had been repurposed to shuttle us back and forth … with a little fishing thrown in between.

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    Across from the town is the island which was a fort during the Turkish times and later a leper colony until 1957.

    Following the Turkish occupation of Crete in 1669, only the fortresses of Gramvousa , Souda and Spinalonga remained in Venetian hands; they would remain so for almost half a century. Many Christians found refuge in these fortresses to escape persecution. In 1715, the Turks came to terms with the Venetians and occupied the island. At the end of the Turkish occupation the island was the refuge of many Ottoman families that feared the Christian reprisals. After the revolution of 1866 other Ottoman families came to the island from all the region of Mirabello. In 1881 the 1112 Ottomans formed their own community and Later, in 1903, the last Turks left the island.

    The island was subsequently used as a leper colony, from 1903 to 1957. It is notable for being one of the last active leper colonies in Europe. The last inhabitant, a priest, left the island in 1962. This was to maintain the religious tradition of the Greek Orthodox church, in which a buried person has to be commemorated 40 days, 6 months, 1, 3 and 5 years after their death. Other leper colonies that have survived Spinalonga include Tichilesti in Eastern Romania, Fontilles in Spain and Talsi in Latvia. As of 2002, few lazarettos remain in Europe.[1])

    It must have been heartbreaking for the people to be bound to the rock, even if the government did take care of them.

    The island itself is magnificent. Huge walls jutting out of the sea. A commanding point to control the sea around it and another great family hiking opportunity ….

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    It never ceases to amazing me how life will pop out in the oddest of places. This is a picture straight up a wall that must be 15m high. What are the odds?

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    Inside the walls is a well preserved town with a small museum dedicated to the previous inhabitants.

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    Unfortunately, the leper grave is without a single marker to identify those who have passed on.

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    The below gives you an idea of how steep the island is. Fantastic adventure hiking to the top, but very steep. Of course, the view from the top is amazing.

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    I can see the soldiers standing on the parapet, bored out of their minds….

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    All in all .. a great adventure for the day. We topped it off with dinner on the shore at a local sea food restaurant who served great lobster and scallops.

    I miss Crete already.

    MUNICH

     

    I had the good fortune to spend 28 hours in Munich at the beginning of the week. I was promptly informed that Munich is now the most ‘liveable’ city in the world (I could not find validation).

    Although my stay was short, I was left with a few impressions:

    • Very clean place. Amazing airport – not like Frankfurt, that is for sure.
    • Quite a pretty city. They had this HUGE Christmas tree in the main square that was spectacular and in the European tradition, huts all over town selling mulled wine. Very festive feeling.
    • It was cold like Canada. But you have to love a temperature in the winter that hovers around 0C and is an hour and a half drive to the Alps. I liked the prices of thing too … London is so expensive.
    • Usually when I am in a city I just cab it. It is €15 for a cab downtown where I was meeting a friend versus €5 for the subway. So I ventured out and quite enjoyed it. Like the airport, clean, efficient … German. What I really liked was the retro ‘70’s decor in the subway. Reminded me of a bungalow from my childhood.

    Cool city. Next time I will stay for 36 hours.

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    THE WIND DRIVES US INTO KRITSA

    On our second day in Crete, with the wind blowing and the sun ‘not quite hot enough’ we packed up and headed into the hills and the town of Kritsa, a haven for Cretan linen with a few cool sites on the way.

    Our first stop was the abandoned town of Lato:

    Lato (Ancient Greek: Λατώ[1]) was an ancient city of Crete, the ruins of which are located approximately 3 km from the small town of Kritsa. The city was built in a defensible position overlooking Mirabello Bay between two peaks, both of which became acropolises to the city. Although the city probably predates the arrival of the Dorians, the ruins date mainly from the Dorian period (fifth and fourth centuries BC). The city was destroyed ca. 200 BCE, but its port (Lato Etera or Lato pros Kamara), located near Agios Nikolaos was in use during Roman rule. This has led to the confusion, repeated by Stephanus of Byzantium quoting Xenion, a Cretan historian, that Kamara and Lato were one and the same. Modern scholarship distinguishes the two.

    Over the last year, we have found that we are a hiking family, especially the boys who are boundless in energy and fly up the hills. So out of the car and up the mountain we went. The pictures below give you an idea of how the town stretches over the mountain, built into the hills and spreading out over miles. There is something very cool about crawling around and climbing over a village that is thousands of years old. Nestled into corners you see stone wash basins and small rooms and wonder, what was life like so long ago? What possessed them to build right up on the top? We will never know.

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    This gives you a good idea of the slope of the hill that the town is built on.

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    Notice the sky. Turn one way and it is black. Turn the other and it is clear and blue.

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    One advantage of building a town at the top is the view of the mountains, olive groves and valleys. Breathtaking.

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    The only man left in Lato.

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    This gives you a good idea of how steep and rough the hike was. Narda did it with a sprained ankle.

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    We jumped back in the car and headed into Kritsa. I had to stop and take this picture. In Crete, the old way of life remains.

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    As we walked through Kritsa, this sight caught my eye. Old meets new.

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    Like all the towns, it is nestled into the hills and I am left to wonder how they survive. Two industries seem obvious, agriculture and tourism. But nothing else. Note the church on the left, one of many. Kritsa is described as one of the most picturesque towns in Crete:

    Kritsa is one of the oldest and most picturesque villages in Crete, Greece, built amphitheatrically on a rock hill, named Kastellos, surrounded by olive groves, at an altitude of 375 m. It is part of the municipality of Agios Nikolaos. During the Middle Ages, it was thought to be the largest village in Crete. Kritsa has been destroyed many times during the last centuries because it participated in all of Crete’s revolutions. It is located 10 km from Agios Nikolaos and has about 2200 inhabitants who live in different neighborhoods named Palemilos, Koukistres, Christos and Pergiolikia.

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    And  as promised, it was a great little town filled with linen shops. But beware the grandmothers, they suck you in and sell you like the hardest used car salesman around.

    AGIOS NIKOLAOS, CRETE

    After Athens we headed to Crete for a few days of R&R. As the southern most island in Greece, we were hoping for sun and were sort of rewarded, 20-24 each day and sunny. But not the best ‘hanging out on the beach’ weather, so we did something we usually don’t do when near a beach – we did some touring.

    Crete is a remarkable little island with a fierce island pride and history to match. Landing in Crete, we started the drive to Agios Nikolaos, a seaside town:

    Agios Nikolaos (or Aghios Nikolaos, Greek: Άγιος Νικόλαος) is a coastal town on the Greek island of Crete, lying east of the island’s capital Heraklion, north of the town of Ierapetra and west of the town of Sitia. In the year 2000, the Municipality of Agios Nikolaos, which takes in part of the surrounding villages, claimed around 19,000 inhabitants. The town is the capital of the nomos (province) of Lasithi, and sits partially upon the ruins of the ancient city of Lato pros Kamara.

    We took the time on arrival to walk the town and were promptly rewarded with a €20 parking ticket. What I did not realize is that you are only allowed to park on that side of the street on alternate months (try and figure that out from the signs).

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    The towns are brightly coloured, with thriving markets and negotiation alive and well. The people were very friendly, tourist orientated (that is for sure) and the food was fantastic. Although everyone smoked and I still find smoking in a restaurant odd (and annoying).

    We stayed at the St. Nikolaos Bay hotel on the ocean. As the shoreline is very rocky, they have built a unique seaside area, with a man made sand beach that was sheltered from the ocean and tiered stone decks for catching a few rays. Nice thing about Crete in October is that there was no one there. We had the run of the place and the staff were fantastic.

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    One oddity is the prominence of Nescafe in the Greek culture. To me, Nescafe is low end instant coffee that I simply will not drink. To the Greeks, it appears that Nescafe has become a descriptive – to describe their coffee. For example, via:

    Greek coffee – kafe eleniko: the coffee is cooked together with water in a little can. You order it
    sketo – unsweetened
    metrio – half sweet
    gliko – sweet
    Nescafe sketo, metrio, gliko and with milk – me gala
    Frappe is iced Nescafe and a very refreshing drink

    I paid €8 for an iced Nescafe …. once.

    In the bay across from the hotel were two islands. The first island use to be a Boy Scout retreat according to the locals.

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    The second island has a single church on it that people go to once a year – Christmas. It is also inhabited by sheep.

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    As mentioned previously, the Christian religion is prominent in Greek culture (an interesting paradox considering the prominence of long dead religious sites as tourist attractions). The hotel was no different, with a small and beautiful chapel by the beach adorned with old art.

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    A beautiful little fishing town and a great place to launch our exploration of Crete from.

    AROUND THE ACROPOLIS

     

    Obviously the big draw for our trip to Athens was the Parthenon and the affiliated sites. The nice thing about the city is that if you stay in a central location it is very ‘walkable’. We only took one taxi ride over the 3 days. Scattered throughout the city are small monuments and buildings such as the Monument of Lysikrates, on the street of Tripods, a tribute to Dionysus. The monument was later incorporated into a monastery of Capuchin monks.

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    And everywhere you went were churches, something that struck me about Greece as a whole. The Christian religion was everywhere, in the form of churches (scattered on streets, in villages, in the country side) and holy icons (e.g. Large crucifixes on buildings).

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    In the Ancient Agora (which is the area at the base of the Parthenon) we came across this 11th century Church of the Apostles, which had been changed many times over the centuries, but the roof paintings remained and were still beautiful.

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    Across from the church is the Stoa of Attalos (a stoa is a covered walk way):

    The stoa was in frequent use until it was destroyed by the Heruli in 267. The ruins became part of a fortification wall, which made it easily seen in modern times. In the 1950s, the Stoa of Attalos was fully reconstructed and made into the Ancient Agora Museum, with funding donated by the Rockefeller family. The building is particularly important in the study of ancient monuments because the reconstruction of 1952 – 1956 faithfully replicates the original building.

    It was filled with remnants of days gone by, most notable being the statues:

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    I would imagine that it was always Antoninus’ hope that he would live on through his statue …. and 2,000 years later he does.

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    We spent a little time climbing up some ‘hill of the war god’ (or something) … I could not figure out what it was, the sign was all ‘greek’ to me (smile).

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    And of course, the Athenian Acropolis (the hill that the Parthenon sits on) was breath taking.

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    The steps to the Parthenon.

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    The old Temple of Athena.

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    At the gates we met Stavros, our guide who must have been approaching 70 and was quite entertaining.

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    One of his first points was around the marble of the Parthenon and how many parts of the temples have made their way to other museums (sounded a lot like Egypt):

    Today, the Parthenon Marbles which were removed by the Earl of Elgin are in the British Museum. Other sculptures from the Parthenon are now in the Louvre in Paris, in Copenhagen, and elsewhere, but most of the remainder are in Athens in the Acropolis Museum, which still stands below ground level a few metres to the south-east of the Parthenon, but will be soon transferred to a new building.[42] A few can still be seen on the building itself. The Greek government has been campaigning since 1983 for the British Museum sculptures to be returned to Greece.[43] The British Museum has steadfastly refused to return the sculptures,[44] and successive British governments have been unwilling to force the Museum to do so (which would require legislation). Nevertheless, talks between senior representatives from Greek and British cultural ministries, and their legal advisors took place in London on 4 May 2007. These were the first serious negotiations for several years, and there are hopes that the two sides may move a step closer to a resolution

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    Stavros also talked about the sad destruction of the Parthenon:

    In 1687, the Parthenon suffered its greatest blow when the Venetians under Francesco Morosini attacked Athens, and the Ottomans fortified the Acropolis and used the building as a gunpowder magazine. On 26 September a Venetian mortar, fired from the Hill of Philopappus, blew the magazine up and the building was partly destroyed.[39] Morosini then proceeded to attempt to loot sculptures from the ruin. The internal structures were demolished, whatever was left of the roof collapsed, and some of the pillars, particularly on the southern side, were decapitated. The sculptures suffered heavily. Many fell to the ground, and souvenirs were later made from their pieces. Consequently some sections of the sculptural decoration are known only from the drawings made by Flemish artist Jacques Carrey in 1674.[40] After this, much of the building fell into disuse and a smaller mosque was erected.

    Another point worth noting is the reconstruction. It would seem that in the 1930s many of the marble parts were reinforced with iron that was improperly treated, leading to splitting:

    Originally, various blocks were held together by elongated iron H pins that were completely coated in lead, which protected the iron from corrosion. Stabilizing pins added in the 19th century were not so coated and corroded. Since the corrosion product (rust) is expansive, the expansion caused further damage by cracking the marble.[48] All new metalwork uses titanium, a strong, light, and corrosion resistant material.

    He took us over to a marble slab with a piece of 1930s metal that was rusted and flaked apart, and then over to the below piece, which did not have a speck of rust and was as hard as … well .. iron … even though it was 2000 years old. New meaning to the phrase ‘they don’t make ‘em like they use to’.

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    As we walked past this door, he mentioned that its’ replica adorns the entrance to the White House.

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    And as a point of pride, that it is Canadian titanium that is now being used to fix the roof.

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    Another great city explored.

    ATHENS

    The boys had their mid-term break a week ago and we took the opportunity to head down to Greece. As we flew down, the sky was clear and we crossed some beautiful land and spectacular mountains.

    Landing in Athens at 2PM was like landing at any other airport, the dash through passport control and to your bags. What always amazes me is how passport control never seems to manage manpower well. I have arrived to find 12 empty booths (like last week when I went through Vancouver) and too often I have arrived to 2 people manning their station and a line around the corner (as was the case in Athens). One would think that with the little thing called an airline schedule that they could plan for it.

    Leaving the airport I was struck by the taxis, long lines of yellow Mercedes – at least 70 in a long queue. It would appear that all taxis are Mercedes. I noticed that our taxi had 469K on it but was astonishingly well maintained.

    I always enjoy our first drive into a city, looking this way and that, quizing the driver (luckily, his English was excellent). In all cities, you have that first ‘ah ha’ moment, and in this case it was the Parthenon, towering over the city.

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    We dropped our bags off at the hotel and off we went exploring. First to a wonderful Greek taverna down the road for lunch enjoying great local food and the music from an accordion. It was then off into the old city of Plaka.

    Pláka (Greek: Πλάκα) is the picturesque old historical neighbourhood of Athens, clustered around the northern and eastern slopes of the Acropolis, and incorporating labyrinthine streets and neoclassical architecture. Plaka is built on top of the residential areas of the ancient town of Athens. It is visited by hundreds of thousands of tourists around the year, and is under strict zoning and conservation regulations, being the only neighborhood in Athens where all utilities (water, power, cable television, telephone, internet, and sewage) lie underground in fully accessible, custom-made tunnelling. Motor vehicles are not allowed in Plaka, and most streets are narrow enough, not being able to accommodate them anyway.

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      • The city:  the city itself has an interesting feel to it. Safe (we walked out at night every night). Well lived in. Friendly (the people are very, very friendly) but run down – as there are a lot of people crammed into the city.
      • The animals:  The Greeks have a wonderful regard for animals. Everywhere you go there are cats and dogs. The dogs wander around the town unmolested with people feeding then and petting them everywhere. Our boys loved it, we spent the day wandering and petting dogs and cats everywhere. At one point, we watched a shop keeper come out with a huge heap of meat and kitchen leftovers for the 5 dogs that had congregated outside her shop. And the dogs … you would pet them and they would slowly roll over, loving the attention. Wonderful.
      • The people:  Very friendly and amazing. We loved the Greek people and their willingness to help (and sell – beware the grandmotherly Greek woman, she is a sales champion who just will not take no for an answer of the smile off her face).

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    • Litter:  One thing we were shocked by both in Athens and Crete was the litter. A local explained that this is a big cultural problem with Greeks still ‘generally’ thinking that littering is not a problem. The Greek government is educating and trying to change that in the school, but as the woman explained ‘The little girl in class said that she understands but her Dad tells her to do it’. Not unlike in Egypt, it is a real problem.
    • Flash:  At the end of the second day we got hit by a flash rainstorm. Like nothing I have ever seen, it was dumping down so hard that the streets were flooding with 3-4 inches of water and flowing at an insane pace.

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    And like so many European cities, intermingled in with daily life is thousands of years of history. It never ceases to amaze me.

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    This is the glass bottom floor and bathroom floor of a cafe. Below is an archaeological dig that goes off in every direction.

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    An old abandon building caught my eye. Beautiful in its own way.

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    In the end, we took the advice from our agent and spent only 1 full day in Athens (and the half day on the day we arrived). It was perfect flying out the next day to Crete.

    IMPRESSIONS OF PRAGUE – THE SECOND TIME AROUND

     

    About a month ago I did a business trip to Prague and had 2 hours to actually leave the hotel and go for a walk. I had my brand spanking new Camera with me so I used it as my ‘pre-Egypt-figure-this-thing-out’ outing.

    My impressions:

    • It is a beautiful city – the architecture is spectacular and the cobblestone streets continue to catch my attention. But it lacks the depth of other cities I have been to. For example, a trip to Barcelona is overwhelming – museums, Gaudi, Picasso and on and on. This iron curtain nation is reemerging and lacks the same depth.

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    • It seemed to be overtaken by branding. Debenhams, Marks & Spencer, McDonalds, Nike. You name it, they were there .. everywhere, as evidenced by the below. 2 McDonalds within 150m. The centuries old statues must be distraught. And of course, the Hugo Boss store had a sign up ‘70% off’ but it was closed for the week I was there .. which was .. well .. just my luck.

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    • Something disturbing happened while I walked along the Vltava river. I came across a small park with a beautiful statue. I walked in and moved around the statue, admiring the figures. All of a sudden I noticed a group of people hiding in the bushes (it was 10 am) A closer look and one of them was pulling a rubber around arm. Sad. Cool statue though.

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    • I continue to be amazed by the details within European cities. Everywhere you turn, something unique.

    A few random buildings of no particular importance – just the status quo. The Clam-Gallas Palace (circa 1714)

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    Prague Castle. I did not cross the river.

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    A photo of the Orloj astronomical clock. The crowd was gathered to watch the clock strike 12, I had no idea what was going on. Should of bought a guide.

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    A few pictures of the square and the river.

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    A minor side note, we had dinner in Svata Klara, a restaurant built in a natural cave:

    The restaurant "Svatá Klára" (The Saint Klara), was originally a wine-cellar in one of Prague’s vineyards next to the baroque castle Troja. Within living memory wine has been grown here. Its grapes were brought by the emperor Charles IV, in the 14th century. Originally the name of the wine restaurant came from patroness of the nearby chapel. The restaurant was created from a cave situated 16 meters beyond the surface and after completion of the Troja castle, it was used as a storage of wines by the count Václav Vojtìch of Sternberk.

    Fantastic food, very unique environment, although we were a party of 20 and our noise carried ….

    Next time, I will explore this beautiful city a little deeper.

    EGYPT: THE LAST PART

    We closed out our day in Luxor and headed to the airport to head to Sharm el Sheik, on the Red Sea, for some R&R.

    We stayed at the Hyatt  in 2 attached family rooms (versus the Four Seasons which was a single room for the same price). In retrospect, if we were going back we would go to the Four Seasons and take a smaller room for the same money – the experience in Cairo was that good.

    Personally, I loved the weather. It was 80 the majority of the time – not too hot. BUT, it was not hot enough for others and I can understand that. One of the things that was very obvious at the resort was the Russian wealth. You could spot them, they were the ones with very big logo wear and lots of gold. In conversation with a Brit, he made the following observation:

    ‘It is like the UK years ago, we came into a lot of wealth after a long period of no wealth and went on a spending spree – showing that wealth’

    Russia is now No. 2 in the world for billionaires. New wealth indeed.

    The hotel was beautiful with an 80′ water slide, a lazy river pool with waterfalls and pretty good service. But the highlight was the snorkelling, the Red Sea is known for their diving and right off the beach was a coral garden which was beautiful. A few photos below.

    A great way to end the trip.

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    I bought an underwater camera case for our point and shoot, it worked amazing (great for videos also). A $200 investment I will not regret. I also upgraded all of our snorkelling gear at the dive shop, another good investment.

    You swam along the shallow coral from the beach and then it would drop off …

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    Truly amazing to snorkel with the family.

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    There were hundreds of fish and they would simply swim beside you.

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    A few videos from the Canon point and shoot below. I love the movie facility on these cameras, use it all the time. 

    And so concludes our Egypt trip. My only recommendation, if you can do it, go. Travelling to Egypt is the opportunity of a lifetime.

    EGYPT PART VI: OUR LAST TOURIST DAY

    We finished out the tourist part of our Egypt trip with visits to the temples in Luxor, specifically the Temple of Karnak.  For probably the 50th time in 4 days, I was struck by the magnitude of what was standing in front of me. Columns that must have been 100 feet high, intricately sculpted and adorned.

    The complex is a vast open-air museum and the largest ancient religious site in the world. It is probably the second most visited historical site in Egypt, second only to the Giza Pyramids near Cairo. It consists of four main parts (precincts) of which only one is accessible for tourists and the general public. This is the Precinct of Amun-Re, and this it is also the main part of the complex and by far the largest part. The term Karnak is often understood as being the Precinct of Amun-Re only, as this is the only part most visitors normally see. The three other parts, the Precinct of Montu, the Precinct of Mut and the Temple of Amenhotep IV (dismantled), are closed to the public. There also are a few smaller temples and sanctuaries located outside the enclosing walls of the four main parts, as well as several avenues of human and ram-headed sphinxes connecting the Precinct of Mut, the Precinct of Amon-Re, and Luxor Temple.

    The key difference between Karnak and most of the other temples and sites in Egypt is the length of time over which it was developed and used. Construction work began in the 16th century BC. Approximately thirty pharaohs contributed to the buildings, enabling it to reach a size, complexity, and diversity not seen elsewhere. Few of the individual features of Karnak are unique, but the size and number of features are overwhelming. Construction of temples started in the Middle Kingdom and continued through to Ptolemaic times.

    A few pictures. The temple entrance.

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    At one point more than 3000 sphinxes lined the way to the temple.

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    It was a very hazy day – but this picture gives you a good idea of the SIZE of the columns and the temple.

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    Everywhere you go, the stone is inscribed with the symbols of the time and the cartouches of dead Pharaohs.

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    If you view the columns in the right picture you will notice that the markings are wiped away at a certain point. The guide explained that a French archeologist thought it would be smart to wash away the silt within the temple and therefore had a portion of the Nile redirected to the temple to ‘give it a good clean’. This may be an urban myth (cannot find reference of it on the web) as the more likely explanation is that the damage is simply from Nile flooding.

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    This wall amazed me, it was incredibly high and marked all the way up. What was so interesting is that the inscriptions had survived.

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    This shows what is left of the 2nd floor! I could not believe it when I saw it – you put up these monster columns and then decide, why not put on a 2nd floor?

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    The bottoms of the beams that cross the columns give a hint of the colour that would have adorned the temple a long time ago.

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    This is the point where my son took an interest in my camera and decided that he would like to take a few shots. He then started asking very pointed questions – How much does it cost? If I were to put together my birthday and Christmas could I have one? When you upgrade, would I be able to have one? Uh huh.

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    Now this is pretty cool. The guide showed us a wall that they figure was used for teaching. It is their version of math. Look at the below – the upside down U represents 10. Go down the left column – and add to the bottom where the sum sits.

    There is a fascinating piece of work in a side temple. If you look closely you will see that the outline of the person in the middle is removed – that is Hatshepsut, one of the few women who ruled as Pharaoh and was recognized as one of the most successful Pharaohs:

    In comparison with other female pharaohs, her reign was long and prosperous. She was successful in warfare early in her reign, but is generally considered to be a pharaoh who inaugurated a long peaceful era. She re-established trading relationships lost during a foreign occupation and brought great wealth to Egypt. That wealth enabled Hatshepsut to initiate building projects that raised the calibre of Ancient Egyptian architecture to a standard, comparable to classical architecture, that would not be rivaled by any other culture for a thousand years.

    The defacing is very interesting:

    Toward the end of the reign of Thutmose III, an attempt was made to remove Hatshepsut from certain historical and pharaonic records. This elimination was carried out in the most literal way possible. Her cartouches and images were chiselled off the stone walls—leaving very obvious Hatshepsut-shaped gaps in the artwork—and she was excluded from the official history that was rewritten without acknowledgment of any form of co-regency during the period between Thutmose II to Thutmose III.[citation needed]

    At the Deir el-Bahritemple, Hatshepsut’s numerous statues were torn down and in many cases, smashed or disfigured before being buried in a pit. At Karnak there even was an attempt to wall up her obelisks. While it is clear that much of this rewriting of Hatshepsut’s history occurred only during the close of Thutmose III’s reign, it is not clear why it happened, other than the typical pattern of self-promotion that existed among the pharaohs and their administrators, or perhaps saving money by not building new monuments for the burial of Thutmose III and instead, using the grand structures built by Hatshepsut.

    Amenhotep II, who became a co-regent of Thutmose III before his death, however, would have had a motive because his position in the royal lineage was not so strong. He is suspected by some as being the defacer during the end of the reign of a very old pharaoh. He is documented, further, as having usurped many of Hatshepsut’s accomplishments during his own reign. His reign is marked with attempts to break the royal lineage as well.[citation needed]

    For many years, Egyptologists assumed that it was a damnatio memoriae, the deliberate erasure of a person’s name, image, and memory, which would cause them to die a second, terrible and permanent death in the afterlife.[citation needed]This appeared to make sense when thinking that Thutmose might have been an unwilling co-regent for years. This assessment of the situation probably is too simplistic, however. It is highly unlikely that the determined and focused Thutmose—not only Egypt’s most successful general, but an acclaimed athlete, author, historian, botanist, and architect—would have brooded for two decades before attempting to avenge himself on his stepmother.

    …. A more recent hypothesis about Hatshepsut suggests that Thutmose III’s erasures and defacement of Hatshepsut’s monuments were a cold but rational attempt on Thutmose’s part to extinguish the memory of an "unconventional female king whose reign might possibly be interpreted by future generations as a grave offence against Ma’at, and whose unorthodox coregency" could "cast serious doubt upon the legitimacy of his own right to rule. Hatshepsut’s crime need not be anything more than the fact that she was a woman."[42] Thutmose III may have considered the possibility that the example of a successful female king in Egyptian history could set a dangerous precedent since it demonstrated that a woman was as capable at governing Egypt as a traditional male king. This event could, theoretically, persuade "future generations of potentially strong female kings" to not "remain content with their traditional lot as wife, sister and eventual mother of a king" instead and assume the crown.[43] While Queen Sobekneferu of Egypt’s Middle Kingdom had enjoyed a short c.4 year reign, she ruled "at the very end of a fading [12th dynasty] Dynasty, and from the very start of her reign the odds had been stacked against her. She was therefore acceptable to conservative Egyptians as a patriotic ‘Warrior Queen’ who had failed" to rejuvenate Egypt’s fortunes–a result which underlined the traditional Egyptian view that a woman was incapable of holding the throne in her own right.[44]Hence, few Egyptians would desire to repeat the experiment of a female monarch.

    In contrast, Hatshepsut’s glorious reign was a completely different case: she demonstrated that women were as equally capable as men in ruling the two lands since she successfully presided over a prosperous Egypt for more than two decades.[45] If Thutmose III’s intent here was to forestall the possibility of a woman assuming the throne, it failed. Two female kings are known to have assumed the throne after Thutmose’s reign during the New Kingdom: Neferneferuaten and Twosret. Unlike Hatshepsut, however, both rulers enjoyed brief and short-lived reign of only 2 and 1 years respectively.

    Read the rest of the story here. Fascinating.

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    We then headed to the Temple of Luxor.

    Known in the Egyptian language as ipet resyt, or "the southern harem", the temple was dedicated to the Theban Triad of Amun, Mut, and Chons and was built during the New Kingdom, the focus of the annual Opet Festival, in which a cult statue of Amun was paraded down the Nile from nearby Karnak Temple (ipet-isut) to stay there for a while, with his consort Mut, in a celebration of fertility – whence its name.

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    The guide pointed out why there is only one obelisk:

    The temple properly begins with the 24 metre (79 ft) high First Pylon, built by Ramesses II. The pylon was decorated with scenes of Ramesses’s military triumphs (particularly the Battle of Kadesh); later pharaohs, particularly those of the Nubian 25th dynasty, also recorded their victories there. This main entrance to the temple complex was originally flanked by six colossal statues of Ramesses – four seated, and two standing – but only two (both seated) have survived. Modern visitors can also see a 25 metre (82 ft) tall pink graniteobelisk: it is one of a matching pair. The other was taken to Paris in 1835 where it now stands in the centre of the Place de la Concorde.

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    It is interested to see Muslim and Christian history scattered among the early ruins. In many historic stories, it was clear that later conquerors disapproved of the Egyptian religious symbols. In this temple there is a mosque built right on top of the temple.

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    This is a fascinating statue of the boy Pharaoh Tutankhamen. What makes it unique is that in all other places, the Pharaoh is depicted as a giant statue with his wife or wives depicted as minor statues at his feet. Here they sit side by side – very different.

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    The below paintings are from Roman times. The plaque below describes how they came to be.

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    And so ended our tour of ancient Egypt. One last entry remains, finishing on the Red Sea. All I have to say is I will go back and if you can, go to Egypt. It is beyond words.

    EGYPT PART V: LUXOR DAY 1

    Luxor is known for a few key things – the Valley of the Kings, Valley of the Queens and Karnak temple. Our tour guide explained that many people on Nile cruises hit those key sites in a single day, then head out. He suggested we take a different approach.

    On the first day we hit the Valley of the Kings, as everyone does:

    The Valley of the Kings (Arabic: وادي الملوك Wadi Biban el-Muluk; "Gates of the King")[1] is a valley in Egypt where for a period of nearly 500 years from the 16th to 11th century BC, tombs were constructed for the kings and powerful nobles of the New Kingdom (the Eighteenth through Twentieth Dynasties of Ancient Egypt).[2][3] The valley stands on the west bank of the Nile, across from Thebes (modern Luxor), within the heart of the Theban Necropolis.[4] The wadiconsists of two valleys, East Valley (where the majority of the royal tombs situated) and West Valley.

    The area has been a focus of concentrated archaeological and egyptological exploration since the end of the eighteenth century, and its tombs and burials continue to stimulate research and interest. In modern times the valley has become famous for the discovery of the tomb of Tutankhamun (with its rumours of the Curse of the Pharaohs[5]), and is one of the most famous archaeological sites in the world. In 1979, it became a World Heritage Site, along with the rest of the Theban Necropolis.[6]

    It is an amazing tour, the only downside being that you are not allowed to take pictures in the tombs. They will also confiscate your video camera at the entrance (unless it looks like a camera). All around the valley, work continues as men excavate. I was still left wondering – what was in these tombs? If King Tut’s tomb had so much, what wonders were in a major tomb? We will never know.

    Workers in the valley.

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    The entrance of a tomb. The circle represents the insignia of the Pharaoh – called a cartouche.

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    The workers excavating. All I can say is that in 40 degree heat, it must be hot work. In the summer, tourists go at 530AM as it is in the 50s by 10 am.

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    Perhaps this is the video of the roof of a 3000 year old tomb taken by someone who put his video camera on his arm and swung it around without making it look like it was on … or perhaps not.

    Truly amazing and must be done. The vibrant nature of many of the tombs is stunning.

    BIG TOURIST TIP: The Valley of the Kings and Luxor International Airport are the BEST places to buy your mementos. As we exited the Valley of the Kings you go through a market with everything. We bought this wonderful hand crafted tile and a few other things. The prices are very reasonable compared to most other places. While we were in Cairo the guide took us to a tourist place to shop and the prices were 4X. Lesson learned. Personal anecdote:

    As we moved to escape the market (the guide had warned us – they are aggressive), this guy latched onto me trying to sell me small figurines. I was not interested but he kept at it, $20USD for 3, $15USD for 3, $10USD for 3, $8USD for 3. We are getting close to the parking lot – I am not bartering – just not interested and almost out of USD (personally – with home much these guys make – I refuse to barter them, I can afford it) …. $6USD for 4 ….

    The whole time my boys are watching and finding this quite funny because they know I will break. Sure enough, I stop. OK, what do I have to lose? I say OK. He says ‘Come on, $10USD for 3’. Nice try. I walk away with 4 for $6USD and two boys who have a very good laugh about my inability to extricate myself from the seller.

    Once our tour was completed we took our guide’s advice and skipped the Valley of the Queens, Deir el-Bahri and the Tombs of the Nobles and headed to the workers village. His logic was simple – Valley of the Queens is just a lesser version of what we just saw and the workers village is under travelled so we will have it to ourselves (he was right). We did drive past the Tombs of the Nobles .. the tombs are in the right hand corner above a village that is being removed by the Egyptian government.

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    The workers village was our last stop for the day and as fascinating as the Valley of the Kings:

    Deir el-Madinah (Arabic: دير المدينة‎) is an ancient Egyptian village which was home to the artisans who built the temples and tombs ordered by the Pharaohs and other dignitaries in the Valley of the Kings during the New Kingdomperiod (18th to 20th dynasties)

    The settlement’s ancient name, Set Maat her imenty Waset, means "The place of Ma’at (or, by extension, "place of truth")[1] to the west of Thebes." The village is indeed located on the west bank of the Nile, across the river from modern-day Luxor. The Arabic name Deir el-Madinah (and variants on the transcription) means "the convent of the town": this is because at the time of the Muslim conquest of Egypt, the village’s Ptolemaic temple had been converted into a Christian church. One legend maintains that the inhabitants of the village worshiped Amenhotep Ias the founder and protector of the artisans’ guild.

    The people of Deir el-Madinah were responsible for most of the tombs in the Valley of the Kings and Queens and the temples of the Theban necropolis. The workmen of the village often referred to themselves as "servants in the place of truth". The tombs they constructed included the famous tombs of Tutankhamen and Nefertari, and the memorial temples of Ramses II, Amenhotep III, and Hatshepsut – all of which, in their various states of preservation, can still be seen today.

    You enter the valley and before you are the excavated ruins of hundreds of village homes:

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    A 3,000 year old kitchen sink.

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    You then have the opportunity to enter their Ptolemaic temple and for the first time, I was allowed to photograph (without flash).

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    Fertility seemed to be a common theme in the temple. Unfortunately, I did not capture the name of the fertile man/god depicted in the below, but I do remember the story and why he is on the walls of the temple:

    (I paraphrase – apologies). The young men of Egypt went to war, leaving behind an old man to guard their women and children. When they returned from war, many, many of their women were pregnant. They took the culprit out into the desert and cut off his limbs, leaving him for dead.

    Thirty years later, the young men of Egypt, many being his sons, went off to war winning great battles against their enemies. When they returned, the people realized that the descendants of this man had brought great strength to Egypt so they returned to where he was abandoned in the dessert, thinking that they would bring back his remains and properly entomb them. When they came upon the spot where he had been abandoned, they found an oasis. Fertile in life and death.

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    We finished with a tour of the tomb of Sennedjem, one of the lead artisans who spent his spare time building his own tomb. The paintings (which we were not allowed to photograph) were by far the brightest and most well preserved in our tour of Egypt. Another great end to the day. One more day of exploring to go.

    EGYPT PART IV: THE NILE & OFF TO LUXOR

    As we flew out of Cairo I was struck by the Nile. A few pictures of the area around the Nile and the areas in between make it really clear – the Nile means life in Egypt.

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    There is nothing where there is no water .. nothing.

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    Turns out that in the Luxor area, agriculture remains a staple industry – focused on sugar and fruit. What was interesting to me was the clash of modern and ancient. Donkeys pulling carts while Russian tractors blew down the road.

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    I had to laugh when I saw the Belarus tractor. My dad and Uncle use to sell those tractors. The Russians desperately needed cash so they started exporting these tractors prior to the end of the cold war. They are what you expect – cheap, simple and a solid workhorse.

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    The other way to move produce.

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    The odd shaped train cars caught my attention. Turns out that when Egypt was occupied by the British they built a railway to move sugar cane.

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    As a diversion, we took a trip to a banana plantation to do something other than a history trip.  It allowed us to sail down the Nile on a beautiful day. Unfortunately for the 2 sailors, there was no wind and they had to work incredibly hard for 2 hours to get us to the plantation – which should have taken a half hour by sail.

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    We stopped to watch this fellow. He is making mud bricks by hand (or to be accurate, by feed). A different world.

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    The plantation’s oven.

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    My son took this picture, sunset on the Nile.

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    A beautiful evening.

    EGYPT PART III: PYRAMID, SPHINX & THE EGYPTIAN MUSEUM

    After the pyramids and the surrounding areas, including a quick view of the pyramid of the son Khafre, we jumped in the car and headed to a plateau called ‘the panorama’ – for obvious reasons.

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    The individuals provide a sense of magnitude ….

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    We drove here for a specific purpose, a camel ride. The cost was 50 L.E. each  (£10 or $20USD). It lasts for 20 minutes and gives you a great view of the pyramids. Plus, riding a camel is pretty cool. What is amazing about these camels is the noise, they bellow and grunt at a volume that can be a bit startling.

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    While looking through the pictures I noticed that a twister formed and crossed the picture frames in about 10 seconds while the guide was taking our family photo. The first picture shows it starting, the second shows it over my right shoulder (hard to see). By my estimate, it is 200M high – as it is much higher than the pyramid …. cool.

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    The camel camp.

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    Our last stop (and it was getting time .. the 40 degrees was starting to take a toll) was the Great Sphinx. The history of the Sphinx is interesting. Many of the Egyptian statues were defaced over time by men, the ultimate insult being the removal of the nose. The head of the Sphinx was used for target practice for Napoleon’s cannons:

    The one-metre-wide nose on the face is missing. Some legends claim that the nose was broken off by a cannon ball fired by Napoléon’s soldiers and that it still survives, as do diverse variants indicting British troops, Mamluks, and others. However, sketches of the Sphinx by Dane Frederick Lewis Norden made in 1737 and published in 1755 illustrate the Sphinx without a nose. The Egyptian historian al-Maqrizi, writing in the fifteenth century, attributes the vandalism to Muhammad Sa’im al-Dahr, a Sufi fanatic from the khanqahof Sa’id al-Su’ada. In 1378, upon finding the Egyptian peasants making offerings to the Sphinx in the hope of increasing their harvest, Sa’im al-Dahr was so outraged that he destroyed the nose, and was hanged for vandalism. Al-Maqrizi describes the Sphinx as the “Nile talisman” on which the locals believed the cycle of inundation depended.

    In addition to the lost nose, a ceremonial pharaonic beard is thought to have been attached, although this may have been added in later periods after the original construction. Egyptologist Rainer Stadelmann has posited that the rounded divine beard may not have existed in the Old or Middle Kingdoms, only being conceived of in the New Kingdom to identify the Sphinx with the god Horemakhet (citation needed-see ref.11&12). This may also relate to the later fashion of pharaohs, which was to wear a plaited beard of authority—a false beard (chin straps are actually visible on some statues), since Egyptian culture mandated that men be clean shaven. Pieces of this beard are today kept in the British Museum and the Egyptian Museum.

    The last removal of sand was 1926 as the desert keeps covering up the Sphinx. The most natural state of the Sphinx is the body covered with only the head showing. Restoration continues ….

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    I wonder who is buried in the tomb beside the Sphinx?

    The next day we went to the Egyptian museum, but they won’t let you take pictures and are really tight on security. The benefit of the tour guide became apparent again as he took us from exhibit to exhibit. The most interesting were:

    • The mummies. Standing over the exhibit, looking at 3000 year old mummies – seeing remnants of their hair and features is amazing. I was struck by an odd thought while I looked on – imagine how distraught these ‘mighty men’ would be if they knew that millions of people walked by the remnants of their once mighty corpses every day. Not what they envisioned, I am sure.
    • King Tut:The only tomb that was never raided from a minor boy Pharaoh, it is the least impressive of all of the tombs but the only one to yield it’s treasures. To see those treasures makes you realize just how much has been lost to tomb raiders. The collection is amazing, one can only imagine what was in a major Pharaoh’s tomb ….
    • Of interest, there are 120,000 pieces of history on display and another 150,000 stored away. Unbelievable.

    Of course, I may have snuck in a picture or two (without aiming so I would not draw attention):

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    A great start – but only the start.

    EGYPT PART II: THE PYRAMIDS

    Our first 2 days in Egypt were in Cairo. It is a mad city – 27M people, crazy traffic, people hanging off buses, 20 year old cars belching out smoke. People often call Cairo dirty, I found it fascinating. Everywhere you turned you saw a different sight whether it was ultra wealth or ultra poverty.

    We stayed in the Four Seasons right beside the zoo, which was a tactical mistake. It was my first time experiencing a Four Seasons and to say that I was blown away would be an understatement. The service was out of this world. Coincidentally, the week before I had Richard Abraham speak to my broad team about relationship selling and he referenced the Four Seasons as the penultimate in service – I have to agree. The problem … every hotel was disappointing in comparison.

    The view of the Nile from the hotel.

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    The Cairo skyline from the balcony, overlooking the zoo.

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    The first day was the Pyramids of Giza. How do you describe this experience? Words like awesome, mind boggling, breathtaking seem to trivialize the experience. Simply put, you stand at the bottom of the tomb of Khufu and look up and you hear the facts – 4,000 years old, the highest standing building in the world for 3800 years (Lincoln Cathedral in London replaced it some time in the 1300s), each stone is approximately 2.5 tonnes, there are a little over 2M of these stones and it is just beyond comprehension. Consider these engineering details:

    The accuracy of the pyramid’s workmanship is such that the four sides of the base have a mean error of only 58 mm in length, and 1 minute in angle from a perfect square. The base is horizontal and flat to within 15 mm. The sides of the square are closely aligned to the four cardinal compass points to within 3 minutes of arc and is based not on magnetic north, but true north. The design dimensions, as confirmed by Petrie’s survey and all those following this, are assumed to have been 280 cubits in height by 4×440 cubits around originally, and as these proportions equate to 2 x Pi to an accuracy of better than 0.05%, this was and is considered to have been the deliberate design proportion by Petrie, I. E. S. Edwards, and Miroslav Verner. Verner wrote "We can conclude that although the ancient Egyptians could not precisely define the value of pi, in practise they used it".[7]

    The magnitude of effort when they had no form of mechanical support is unfathomable. Early theories on the use of slave labour have now been overturned and the current labour beliefs, based on archaeological study, are quite interesting:

    In addition to the many theories as to the techniques involved, there are also disagreements as to the kind of workforce that was used. One theory, suggested by the Greeks, posits that slaves were forced to work until the pyramid was done. This theory is no longer accepted in the modern era, however. Archaeologists believe that the Great Pyramid was built by tens of thousands of skilled workers who camped near the pyramids and worked for a salary or as a form of paying taxes until the construction was completed. The worker’s cemeteries were discovered in 1990 by archaeologists Zahi Hawass and Mark Lehner. Verner posited that the labor was organized into a hierarchy, consisting of two gangs of 100,000 men, divided into five zaa or phyle of 20,000 men each, which may have been further divided according to the skills of the workers.[8]

    The site is huge. You start the journey at the ticket office ….

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    It is very steep, people are no longer allowed to climb it (I wouldn’t anyway!). When you stand at the bottom and look up, this is what you see (the woman provides perspective on angle and size of blocks):

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    I did a lot of this – simply staring. Oh yes, I looked the tourist part (LOL)

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    You can take a gander into the pyramid and we did climb into the entry point but did not wait (it was not open yet). Of interest, it was HOT. It hit 38 degrees that day so we had to remain well hydrated. There are vendors moving around – a bottle of water is usually 5 L.E. (Egyptian pounds) which is around £0.50 or $1 USD – finally a country that does not rip you off. Go to a museum in the UK and you can pay up to £4.

    We moved around the side of the pyramid and were greeted by the camel owners trying to sell us a ride (our guide took us past these guys). They did everything they could to try and convince us to take a picture of their camel for only $1USD.

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    You have a great view of Cairo. Amazing, I never saw a single cloud in Cairo or Luxor.

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    We moved around the pyramid to the Eastern Cemetery and the tomb of Queen Hetepheres.  Our first stop was to enter into the tomb of the builder where no photos were allowed. It is important to note, if you want to take a photo or two – simply have a few USD with you. We saw our first hieroglyphics here. Standing outside his tomb you can see the 2nd pyramid which still has portions of the lime cover in place:

    At completion, the Great Pyramid was surfaced by white ‘casing stones’ – slant-faced, but flat-topped, blocks of highly polished white limestone. Visibly all that remains is the underlying step-pyramid core structure seen today. In AD 1301, a massive earthquake loosened many of the outer casing stones, which were then carted away by Bahri Sultan An-Nasir Nasir-ad-Din al-Hasan in 1356 in order to build mosques and fortresses in nearby Cairo. The stones can still be seen as parts of these structures to this day. Later explorers reported massive piles of rubble at the base of the pyramids left over from the continuing collapse of the casing stones which were subsequently cleared away during continuing excavations of the site. Nevertheless, many of the casing stones around the base of the Great Pyramid can be seen to this day in situ displaying the same workmanship and precision as has been reported for centuries. Petrie also found a different orientation in the core and in the casing measuring 193 cm ± 25 cm. He suggested a redetermination of north was made after the construction of the core, but a mistake was made, and the casing was built with a different orientation.[5]

    When the pyramids were first finished, one has to wonder – how did the limestone shine in that 40 degree sun? It must have been brilliant.

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    A single standing column in the ruins.

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    A view of the ruins in the eastern cemetery.

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    We carried on to the Queens tomb which was VERY deep. The below shows how steep the climb was, but the tomb itself was unremarkable with no noticeable markings.

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    So ends this entry … The Sphinx and our camel tour came next.

    EGYPT PART 1: MY BROAD IMPRESSIONS

    I have talked with many people about how my transition from Canada to the UK changed my view in many ways. The first change being my definition of old. In Canada I thought that our house was old – a 110 year old Victorian. When I came to the UK that changed dramatically as one of my first experiences in a pub was The Bull in Sonning built in the 1400s.

    Over the last few weeks our family went on an 11 day trip to Egypt which changed my definition of old and expanded this simple Canadian’s view of the world dramatically.

    The trip had 3 stages, a few days in Cairo (pyramids), a few days in Luxor (temples & tombs) and then 6 days on the beach in Sharm el-Sheikh relaxing. Over the week as I dig through the videos and pictures I will blog on each adventure, but thought to start with my impressions of Egypt:

    1. Safety:  It was one of the first things that came up in conversation – is it safe? You have the terrorists who are from the region, the 1997 Luxor massacre of tourists and a lot of poverty which leads to crime as people do what they can to survive.

    The first thing you notice when you land in Egypt is the armed presence. The military is not as prevalent as in other counties (most notable in Cuba) but the police are everywhere and heavily armed (the below was a common sight).

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    Guards at the pyramids (They must have been hot, it was 40C that day).

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    The end verdict? It is safe, probably one of the safest in the region. But you also need to be smart.

    2. The people: The second thing that we noticed was how the people treated us. In all of our travels, the Egyptian people are the most tourist friendly we have ever encountered. In many of the conversations we had, there seemed to be a genuine appreciation of the tourist and the economy that they have created within Egypt. It has taken Egypt a long time to recover their tourist business and it is clear, they are working hard to protect it.

    If you read the Luxor massacre story, the most interesting thing is that the Islamic terrorists turned the Egyptian public opinion against them after the event – and it is clear that the Egyptian government has used that opportunity to rebuild the tourism business and create an air of safety.

    In conversation and in the newspaper, public opinion against the Islamic terrorists and the negative impact that they have had on the view of Muslims was a hot topic. After all, the Islamic law is that if you have a guest come to you (even if he is your enemy), you must shelter him.

    Which brings up another topic – family. Both of our tour guides still lived with their extended family. One lived on the bottom floor of the house with his mother and sister (his dad had passed away). His brother lived with his wife on the second floor and the third floor was where they kept the pig and chickens. The family ties remain very strong in Egypt, I would imagine in part due to economic reasons and in part due to culture (the concept of the village bonding together to help each other).

    3. BIG TIP – our tour guide: One brilliant thing that we did on the trip was pre-book all of our tourist events with a local company. Instead of doing the ‘mass tour’ thing where you get on a bus with you and 50 of your closest friends, we booked a private tour guide, driver and private car (usually a minivan). Four days and personalized airport pickup and delivery cost us about £550 for the trip. This made ALL the difference. The tour guide personalized every single outing (when we wanted to start, where we went) and helped us avoid the crowds and do things that others would not have done. For example, when in Luxor the guide said ‘We need to start at 730 am to beat the heat and crowds’. No thanks, we did not come on vacation to get up early. So, we started at 830 am. We did hit a hot time of the day but just took it slower and had more breaks in the shade … which the guide accommodated without issue.

    The second biggest benefit was the experience at each site. Unlike the tour groups where the ‘pack’ listened with little interaction because of the unwieldy size, our tours were a dialogue where we asked questions, discussed and gained real insight. Turns out that to be a certified Egyptian tour guide you need to go through 3 years of University training on history, hieroglyphics, etc. They were VERY knowledgeable.

    I cannot recommend this route highly enough, we did it through Carrier. Worth every single penny on a tour of a lifetime – it made the trip.

    4. Side topic – the police: One last note on the police. In a conversation with our guide, he talked about the police and how the people respect them deeply. However, corruption does happen for one simple reason – income. These guys make nothing. To put it all into perspective, an Egyptian dentist makes $63 per month on average. So the tour guides were constantly tipping the police with one simple point – you can call it corruption but they called it doing the right thing. They provide a valuable service and are not adequately taken care of so the tour guides do what they can.

    5. The hot topics in Egypt: Each day I read the Egyptian Gazette. It was a fascinating insight into the culture and what is going on in Egypt. It was also an interesting study in cultural differences. In the western world we are worried about housing prices and the stock market. In Egypt, the big election topic is the wheat and bread shortage. It definitely puts life into perspective – many people in Egypt are still at the survival stage. While I was there, a few interesting articles that caught my attention:

    • Dentists demand higher pay:  the starting monthly salary for a dentist is $23USD per month.
    • Donkey butcher caught red handed:From their web site: Are we heading towards a total moral disaster? The other day a butcher was found selling dead donkeys to restaurants and individual consumers after chopping them into minced meat, adding spices to hide the rotten smell.  (We only ate at places recommended by our guide!)
    • Bread crisis highlights income gap: More than 20 percent of Egypt’s 76M live below the poverty line according to the UN. In the markets, unsubsidised bread sells for more than 10X the subsidized price (sub $0.01 USD) and clashes began to break out due to long lines and waits (One man was killed in a fight). This quote was particularly poignant:  ‘Our life has become miserable’ said one worker … he said he and his coworkers can’t afford unsubsidised bread ‘or any food to eat with it’. The army had been called in to distribute bread and use their bakeries to improve bread output.

    6. Infrastructure: This is a country of polarity. On one hand you have magnificent hotels and areas of strong infrastructure development (business communications capability, office buildings, modern shops) and then down the street you have abject poverty and feel like you are driving through 1820 where the people are riding donkeys, are without sewage and living in dilapidated apartment buildings. In no other place is this more obvious than in Cairo – a city of 27M with a huge gap between the haves and have nots. On our way to the pyramids, we drove through a poor part of town and it really did look like the 1800s. A few pictures below …

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    An alley in the slum.

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    On the ‘other side’ of the Nile.

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    The clash of old and new, the 700 year old Cairo aqueduct through old Cairo bordered by the slum.

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    The mode of transport for many in a city of 27M.

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    It is a different world, so far away from how we live today in our clean homes, with Internet, lots of food, stores around us and 5 computers. A world away … be thankful. I also ran through a lot of cash in tips – I tipped everyone, frequently. It is the least we can do.

    BARCELONA: PART 4: TOURING AROUND

    After lunch we hit the Museu Picasso (no pictures allowed) dedicated to Pablo Picasso’s personal art collection and life. One half of the museum covers works that he collected through friendships with artists of the time and through his travels. It is an extensive collection with works from Matisse, Renoir and a host of unknown artists who were clearly his friends and colleagues.

    The other half of the museum is dedicated to his life, tracing his early days, through the various periods (blue period, rose period) culminating in the works that made him famous – cubism and surrealism. Personally, I enjoyed his early works much more than his late works. But in the end, you left with a feeling that he lived a very rich life and there is no doubting his talent.

    Our next stop was hill Montjüic (Jewish Mountain) the 17th century fortification that sits on top. Our goal was to take the gondola up the mountain to the castle, then take the gondola from the mountain to the harbor. Again, the public transportation made this remarkable simple with the subway actually going up the mountain.

    Unfortunately, the first gondola was closed for repair so we forced to bus up the hill to the top. The views of the city were spectacular and the boys loved climbing over the World War II era harbor guns.

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    The ride down the mountain afforded a great view of the city. I found the contrast between the old world architecture and the 1970’s style – square – brick and concrete – featureless building interesting and in stark contrast to my experience in England. While people in the UK complain about the planning councils, it seems that one impact is that ‘the old’ is more prevalent than in Barcelona.

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    The craziest thing was the ocean. Sure, it was 65 degrees out and sunny but when the wind kicked up on the beach, it was cold. But not cold enough to stop these guys. Yes, they are kite surfing and wave surfing. It must have been REALLY cold.

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    As we walked back to the hotel we came across this architectural anomaly. Whale? Fish? Bird? Big copper thing that is supposed to make the office building look different than other office buildings? Government funded boondoggle? Probably.

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    In the short time we were there, we saw quite a bit – but there is more and as I mentioned, it is a perfect ‘couples’ city. The adventure continues.

    BRUGES, BELGIUM PART 3

     

    After leaving Bruge, a few key stops remain foremost in my mind:

    The Church of Our Lady (Dutch: Onze-Lieve-Vrouwekerk) in Bruges, Belgium, dates mainly from the 13th, 14th and 15th centuries. Its tower, at 122,3 meters in height, remains the tallest structure in the city and the second tallest brickwork tower in the world. In the choir space behind the high altar are the tombs of Charles the Bold, last Valois Duke of Burgundy, and his daughter, the duchess Mary. The gilded bronze effigies of both father and daughter repose at full length on polished slabs of black stone. Both are crowned, and Charles is represented in full armor and wearing the decoration of the Order of the Golden Fleece.

    The altarpiece of the large chapel in the southern aisle enshrines the most celebrated art treasure of the church—a white marble sculpture of the Madonna and Child created by Michelangelo around 1504. Probably meant originally for the Siena Cathedral, it was purchased in Italy by two Brugean merchants, the brothers Jan and Alexander Mouscron, and in 1514 donated to its present home. The sculpture was twice recovered after being looted by foreign occupiers—French revolutionaries circa 1794 and Nazi Germans in 1944.

    A terrible picture of the central alter … I could not use the flash in such a place and I do not carry a tripod. Although I just bought a Gorilla Pod so it never happens again. Magnificent. We remained very quiet. We also lit candles and took the time to pass on our silent thoughts.

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    The Market square is dominated by the cloth hall and the 83 meter high Belfry tower, one of the symbols of the city. The original cloth hall and tower date from 1240. The first tower, however, was destroyed by fire in 1280. At the time of the fire the four wings of the cloth hall already existed, as well as the two square segments of the belfry. The present octagonal lantern was added to the tower between 1482 en 1486. The wooden spire that crowned the tower was again destroyed by fire in 1493 en 1741.

    After the last fire it was never rebuilt. Like in most cities of the Low Countries the belfry tower was the place where the important documents of the city were preserved. At the same time such towers were used as watchtowers. Inside hung bells, each bell having a distinct sound and function (e.g.: bells for danger, bells for important announcements, bells to indicate the time, etc.).

    The entire complex still bears witness to the importance of Bruges as a medieval trade center. In the cloth hall, the Flemish cloth which was manufactured in different other cities was sold to the rest of the world. In 1399, for instance, there were 384 sales stands inside the hall.

    Nowadays, the belfry tower charms the visitor with the lovely music of a carillion, which consists of 47 bells. Other more recent decorations are the sculpture of the Madonna in renaissance style and the weapon with a Belgian lion.

    For our family – the Belfry tower was a huge climb. It is 366 steps up and 366 down. The final stages are in this tiny little stairwell with wooden stairs where people were climbing into alcoves to get by each other. Quite an event and quite a view.

    The tower from the bottom. The wooden door that is at the bottom of the picture is half way up (roughly).

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    At the top level the ledges are engraved with distances and pointers to other cities. Berlin is below, which I would assume is 700KM.

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    • City hall was magnificent. The boys enjoyed sitting in the mayors seat and exploring the different rooms. The walls are adorned with paintings and the outside of the building is engraved with statues of the heroes of Bruges.

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    • As we walked back to the hotel a parade moved down the street. From the dress of the people we surmised that this was a parade to collect money for the poor. Three wise men were riding HUGE horses, which was quite the sight.

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    • Everyone says you must visit the Groeninge Museum, I would agree. My observation on the museums is this – they are fantastic for an older crowd. The works are very ‘heavy’, laden with religious symbolism. I would wager that we saw 15 depictions of Christ on the cross and more than one beheaded saint at the museum. Candidly, the boys enjoyed the art gallery next to the hotel more as it was full of modern works that were colorful, fun and interesting to the eye. Still, the anatomically correct statues in the garden were very interesting if not a bit disturbing?

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    Last, if traveling to Bruges make sure you hit the information center and purchase the museum pass. It gets you to 5 or 6 museums at a very low cost. Although, the real must see museum, the chocolate museum, is not covered.

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    BORA BORA PART IV: WE START TO ENJOY THE EXPERIENCE

    Approximately 14,000 KM of travel later, we settled in and began enjoying our experience.

    The Bora Bora Nui hotel was beyond our expectations. Each guest has a hut on the water and no detail was spared. There was the usual stuff you would expect at a high end resort but also snorkel kits, blown up floating lounge chairs for the ocean and a deck to die for.

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    It truly was the most unique of experiences, simply walk out on your deck and dive into the ocean, sit out on your chair and enjoy the sound of the waves breaking on the reef in the distance or drop some bread into the water and watch the fish (you can also watch the fish through the glass squares in the room floor). A few pics of the fish below our hut:

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    These fish followed me around whenever I snorkelled.

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    A friend bought an underwater rig for his camera and took these pictures while snorkelling a few minutes down the way (mental note – must buy … taking pictures from above just does not work!)

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    Last, we awoke each morning to this, the Bora Bora sunrise. It was breathtaking.

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    2007 Our First Sunrise in Bora Bora

    BORA BORA: INSANE

    I hung out the ‘I am not around’ tile on the blog, my email and voicemail this week as my wife and I had the good fortune to attend a corporate event in Bora Bora. I had the good fortune to win a leadership award thanks to the great work of the Canadian team that I was part of last year (Thanks so much to them, they are all amazing people who have had a huge impact on me).

    The only word that fits the trip is insane. Why? Because it was the trip of extremes:

    Insane travel: Take a look on the map, Bora Bora (Near Tahiti) is pretty much on the exact other side of the world from the UK. As my wife pointed out ‘Why did you win this just as we moved 8 hours away from the spot?’

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    To get there: Roughly 2 days 

    • First leg: 11 hours to Los Angeles. Our plane was delayed in London, so we missed out connector delaying us an additional 6 hours after a 3 hour delay.

    • Second leg: 8 hours 30 minutes to Tahiti. Sleep over night.

    • Third leg: 45 minute inter-island flight to Bora Bora.

    • Fourth leg: 30 minute boat ride to the resort.

    To get back: Roughly 2 days and 2 red-eyes and 1 delay of 3 hours.

    • Reverse the above and add a 9 hour lay over in LA including 2 red-eye flights.

    This truly is one of the most remote locations in the world.

    Insanely beautiful. Insanely breathtaking. Insanely awe inspiring. Insanely interesting: The pictures below say it all – it may be the most painful place to get to in the world, but I left forever marked by a beauty that no picture can ever do justice to.        It truly is the most beautiful place I have ever been.

    The main island towers above all.

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    Fish of every color ..

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    A Bora Bora sunset …. it happens so fast and takes your breathe away.

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    The hotel’s private island.

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    More to come on this topic (smile)

    CANADA CUSTOMS

    I had a little run in with Canada Customs the other day. Maybe I should have just shut up, maybe I did the right thing. Who knows. Enjoy my letter of complaint:

    Attention Manager, Canada Border Services;

    On April 27th around 630pm I was passing through the final check point at Pearson and approached the exit. A girl, of approximate age 9, was struggling with a large push car that was over filled with bags. It had to weigh twice her. Peace Officer XX was sitting at his post with a perturbed look and began berating the girl. While I cannot remember the exact words, it was along the line of hurry up, hurry up, even though she was struggling. I passed her and stated ‘give her a break, she is having trouble with the bags’.

    He took my card, put it in the pile and waved me through. I got about 15 feet up and he yelled the following to me (I remember it clearly):

    ‘Hey buddy stop, I was going to give you a free pass but not now’. Shocked, I returned and stated ‘you are going to drag me back because I told you to lay off the little girl’. He responded with ‘You should not have said anything. No more talk off you go’. Irate, I turned and said ‘jerk’ (Which I should not have). The Peace Officer beside me heard and in no uncertain terms said ‘keep it to yourself and file a complaint inside if you want’.

    I moved inside. About 3 or 4 minutes went by and 3 other officers walked by. I asked to see a supervisor and they advised me to get through the line and ask at check in.

    Moments later, Peace Office XX came down the line and started confronting me. This was fully witnessed by the supervisor.

    He stuck his finger in my face and stared yelling at me that I cannot call him that. He was very angry. At this point, I did not respond to his confrontation but clearly stated the following ‘After an 8 hour flight you dragged me in here after letting me by because I caught you being rude to a 9 year old girl. Shame on you’

    The supervisor pushed him back gently, he did not move, and asked him to go back to his post. He did not. The supervisor did it again, asking him to return to his post. Finally, he turned around and began leaving.

    I said to the supervisor that I wanted to file a complaint about that man and restated the above. Peace Officer xxx turned around and started coming back again. The supervisor turned and told him to return to his post in a firm tone. He did.

    This represents a blatant abuse of authority and behaviour that was unfitting a Canadian government employee. If I had wagged my finger and come into his face in as menacing a manner, I would be writing this from a cell.

    I recognize that I should not have gotten frustrated and used the aforementioned word. That being said, shame on him for picking on an overloaded girl and shame on our system if his rude behaviour and abuse of authority is not reprimanded.

    WALES

    I was recently at a meeting in Wales, UK. When I first was told that I was going to Wales, I responded ‘Where is Wales?’.

    The response was ‘cheeky git’ and this link. To which I responded ‘Isn’t this Greenland?’ (No response).

    It would appear that the Welsh are very independent (Seems to be common on that island) and that there is tension between the English and those from the Wales area. In fact, one gent told me that years ago he walked into a Welsh pub and they refused to serve him.

    The English also find it ironic that you have to pay a toll to get into Wales but get out free.

    That being said it was spectacular. The cliffs, the beaches, the ocean and the sprawling landscape were breathtaking. Unfortunately, it was too rough to travel to the offshore island where the seals and puffins live. The Bishop’s Palace was spectacular. Of interest, it was built in the valley so that raiding Vikings would not see it and come inland. Amazing.

    These pictures were taken, in the rain and wind, on my HTC Windows Mobile phone. Not bad.

     
     
     
     
     

    FRANKFURT

    It has been a while since I travelled to Europe. Upon landing in Frankfurt recently I noticed 3 things;

      • It was a very old airport. I hear that it is a new airport, but I was in the really old part.
      • The security guards (male) were not wearing deodorant. I remember this being a European thing (rightly or wrongly, that is my perception). It was not pleasant.
      • I was surprised as I walked off the plane to smell smoke, but there they were, people walking off the plane and lighting up as they walked to these silly smoking terminals. Think of a big box, with an air filter slat at the top and a bunch of people huddled around it. Of course, even though they were in these predefined areas (which were not glassed in), you could smell it a mile away. And right in the middle? A big Camel branded marketing sign. As I thought about it, I reflected on how much Canada has changed. It was not that long ago that public smoking was prevalent and tobacco advertising was everywhere. What a difference a decade makes.

    I was only there for an hour. Stop on the way to Prague. Interesting, these are the points I will remember.

    CZECH REPUBLIC and A LOT OF AIRMILES

    I had a whirlwind week and had the opportunity to visit Prague, Czechoslovakia and London, England last week. Two nations, 4 days.

    Prague is a fascinating city, I wish I had more time (actually, any time would have been good) to walk about and experience the city. My impressions of this very old city:

    1.       As we drove from the airport, I was wondering what it would be like as the entire area near the airport is filled with cold war buildings. Very Russian looking – lots of concrete, bland colours (with a smattering of brighter colors). Dreary looking. Then you drive past Prague Castle, and everything changes. You drive around a bend and the below you are buildings that are 800, 900 years old in bold colours with beautiful architecture. Spectacular. North America does not have this type of history.

    2.       Graffiti is very prevalent, everywhere. Some of the graffiti is art; other graffiti is just silly names. A shame.

    3.       As we drove, we stopped at a light and two men were bent over repairing the cobblestone on the walkway. Old craftsmanship still lives.

    4.       It is expensive. 690 koruna for 1 hour of 256KB high speed in the hotel. Something like 1600 koruna for 24 hours of the high speed that we expect. It is approximately $6 CDN for every $100 koruna. In the hotel where we stayed, it was 330 euros per night.

    5.       English was everywhere. The airports had signs that were in CZ and in English. I found that interesting, that they would cater to the English. All of the people interacted with spoke English.

     

    Too bad I was in the hotel in meetings from 8AM to 8PM every day. The glory of business travel. I then popped over to London for 2 days for meetings. Boy, it was a long week.