Surprising Beijing: China: Travel thoughts 1

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China was not a place on my bucket list. I have been to numerous countries in Asia and with the exception of Singapore, I have found them busy, dirty, a little frightening on the roads and not places that I choose to rush back to. Our trip to China, therefore was made on price alone. We had a trip for a little more than two weeks that cost us less than $AU600 (currently US$411. This included tours everyday, top class accomodation, all breakfasts. Only our main meal and a couple of lunches were left for us to provide.

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We arrived in Spring to find the blossoms in full bloom. Because they come out earlier in China than Japan many Japanese tourists come to see the cherry blossoms here. I was surprised at how clean it was and water was present everywhere.

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Everything looked clean and bright and the overcrowding that I was expecting was non-existent. The roads were civilised. Traffic moved at an orderly pace, obeying road rules – in fact I felt that I could easily hire a car and drive there.

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The buildings were tall and modern. For a girl from the sticks it was a beautiful sight skyscrapers of glass and shapes fantastic. Having flown from Sydney that has been having a light rail construction disrupting the CBD for the last three or four years Beijing looked first world and Sydney the third world.

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The people were as you would expect – no different to you and I. They were friendly and always very helpful and they loved their dogs as much as I do.

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Some places reminded me of Europe.

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I doubt that we would have such a colourful entrance to a fair ground.

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But as the sun set over the rollercoaster ride I could have been anywhere else in the world. Would Tiananmen Square and the Forbidden City bring a different China?

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Agatha: A Book Review

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Some novellas leave you wanting whilst others such as the Guest Cat and Agatha are powerful works that impact on your soul.

Agatha by Anne Cathrine Bomann loses nothing in the translation. Written in the first person it tells the final days to retirement of a psychiatrist starting with 800 conversations to go. He pays scant attention to what his patients say, often drawing bird charicatures instead of taking notes. Agatha is a new patient he doesn’t want to take on but forced to he believes that he can help her. Through his attempts to make her better, he faces his own life. It is a tale of loneliness, mortality, transformation and the difficulties of making connections.

His secretary had worked for him for thirty years yet they had no relationship outside that. ” Before I accompanied Madam Almeida into my office, I shot my secretary a glance. She was sitting very quietly at an uncluttered desk, staring down at its surface. The anglepoise lamp cast her stony shadow onto the wall behind her, and she looked so dejected that for a moment I considered whether I ought to say something. But what? Instead I drew the door shut behind me and turned to my patient.”

In only 147 pages no word is superfluous and the writing is beautiful. He reflects “How often had I listened to my patients complaining and been glad their lives weren’t mine? How often had I turned up my nose at their routines or secretly jeered at their foolish concerns? It occurred to me that I’d been imagining my proper life, my reward for all the grind, was waiting for me when I retired. Yet, as I sat there, I couldn’t for the life of me work out what that existence would contain that was worth looking forward to. Surely the only things I could reliably expect were fear and loneliness? How pathetic. I’m just like them…”

Would I recommend this book: Without any hesitation yes. These are characters that are believable inside a beautifully told story of the inner depths of humaness.

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I’d prefer to be cold!: Silent Sunday

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A Quiet Moment on the River: Lens Artists Challenge 102

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What better way to have some quiet time than a solar powered canoe trip up the Maroochy River. Not even the sound of an oar dipping into the water.

Leaving from Bli Bli we headed upstream towards Mount Coolum.

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Mount Coolum is on my list of must climb but I know it will not be as quiet as this trip on the river. Not only is it a popular spot but I think my breathing will be fairly ragged when I do attempt it.

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I loved the pattern of the splash made by the outrigger? gliding quietly through the water and

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the birdlife that we surprised along the way

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the reflections in the water

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and the ripples when a slight breeze sprang up.

At this point we should have stopped but no we forced our way under the bridge eventually getting entangled in vines and mud. No longer quiet we couldn’t help but laugh as I pushed off with a paddle I brought a large amount of mud into the boat.

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Trees that have lived and died in silence with only the birds to note their change of state.

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Waves formed by our movement

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And more birds

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And finally we see the tower of Bli Bli castle and we know our quiet day on the river is close to coming to an end.

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Thanks Patti for asking us to find images of quiet moments for Lens-Artists Challenge.

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The Godmother: A Book Review

The Godmother by Hannelore Cayre is translated from the French winner of the European Crime Fiction Prize and the Grand Prix de Literature Policiere and about to become a film – La Daronne. Grand credentials and already on my bookshelf to read when it was picked by my book club. I love it when that happens as I don’t believe I have enough hours left in my life to read everything on my bookshelf that I want to read.

It was a crime book unlike any other crime book I have read. No murders – at least none that needed solving, no finding who the bad guy is as we know who the bad guy is from the beginning. Rather it displays life as it happens for some people in Paris and the tension is there as to whether the criminal will be caught and if so who will they be caught by.

The Godmother had a peculiar upbringing born to a Jewish mother and a Tunisian father. ” My fraudster parents had a visceral love of money. They loved it, not like you love an inert object stashed away in a suitcase or held in some account. No. They loved it like a living, intelligent being that can create and kill, that is endowed with the capacity to reproduce.”

Cayre painted a picture of Patience (the Godmother) by having us understand her slightly shady background, the fact that she is on the spectrum suffering bimodal synaesthesia and the child she was and then taking us to the present day where she presents as a 53 year old widow. The character is narrated by herself but in a way that the character is well drawn. We learn that she works as a translator for the police of intercepted messages in arabic, that she has a close friend in the police and that her mother is in a nursing home. And French nursing homes are no better than any nursing homes with the additional burden of sending their next of kin broke. This all makes for a crime with a difference.

The writing is good. I loved the description of her husband’s death. ” When I saw him fall head first into his plate of salad I felt an indescribable pain. As if an apple-corer had plunged straight into the centre of my body and extracted my spirit whole.” It compelled you to read to the end, almost unable to put it down.

My book club loved it. We score our books from 1 to 10 and everyone apart from me gave it either 8 or 9. I gave it a 7 for no reason other than I didn’t fully believe the story mainly because of her personal situation. I was told that it was because I didn’t have a criminal mentality. Everyone else thought it was totally feasible.

Would I recommend this book: Yes I would. The writing is compelling, the story different and I would love to know if you think it would happen.

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A Rare Sighting: Silent Sunday

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Welcome to the Mad Hatter’s Tea Party: Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge

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Welcome to the Mad Hatter’s Tea party taken in the Nursery rhyme section of the Hunter Valley Gardens. Whilst the Mad Hatter accepted any type of hat in Australia there is only one hat that really matters. The hat the bushies wear – a hat made from rabbit pelts – the Akubra. It used to only be seen on cow cockies (farmers) but now it has become the Aussie icon hat to wear. Females wear them.

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The first akubra was made in Tasmania in 1874 by Benjamin Dunkerley who had recently arrived from England and started a hat making business.

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Dunkerly was not only a hat maker but an inventor and he soon developed a machine that would remove the hair tip from the under fur so that a process that had been done by hand was revolutionised and the felt produced with speed.

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The business flourished and moved to Surrey Hills in Sydney and then needed bigger premises and moved to Waterloo. It hit the jackpot during the war when it was commissioned to make slouch hats for our servicemen.

The company continued with Crocodile Dundee and the White Shark adding to those wanting an akubra hat so that now the Akubra is known and sold around the world In 1988 the factory moved from Sydney to Kempsey in the north of NSW.

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These days 70% of Akubra hats are purchased by the rural sector and the remainder by all those that want an iconic Australian hat. Not much to do with the mad hatters tea party but I like that photo.

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And when the hat has seen better days it can’t be thrown. They become like old friends and then are used as farm shed decoration.

This week Cee wants to see our Hats. Thanks for hosting the challenge

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Gone and Back Again: A Book Review

Gone and Back Again is a young adult novel by Jonathon Scott Fuqua. I love reading YA for the simple reason that they always have relevancy in todays world and this was no different.

The story is about eleven year old Caleb, the middle child and his dysfunctional family where the parents are divorced and both remarried. The father is an alcoholic who is a different person every time the children saw him. He is married to a woman with her own children who wishes Caleb and his brother Fulton and sister Louise would vanish. The mother is a depressive described as ” She’d changed after the divorce. It was like her goodness and affectionateness seemed to be hibernating or were gone.” She had an abusive new husband who didn’t seem to be able to succeed at any job he tried and consequently kept uprooting the family to try again.

With each successive move Caleb’s own mental state worsened and depression deepened. Initially he described the inside of his head, “it [sic] pounded and felt packed full of wild flapping birds. They smashed around in my skull as if they were dizzy and confused….” At an early age he was a thief, and alcoholic and although he managed to pull himself out of the downward spiral but he was unable to halt the depression as easily.

Fuqua’s characterisations are real and the reader can’t help but become involved emotionally in the story. I know I started off disliking Fulton but found my feelings towards him changing as the story progressed. Like this picture that was hanging in a restaurant (I couldn’t understand them hanging it other than to give you food for thought) – you knew where that child was going and you knew life was going to be tough. Caleb’s mental issues were just as understandable and you wanted to shake a few of the adults in his life.

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Unlike this picture, in Gone and Back Again there was an underlying hint of the resilience Caleb owned and there were many endearing moments and humour which made the pain bearable. There was always hope.

This book touched on a difficult subject – that of neglect, alcoholism, melded families, dysfunctional families and mental illness in a way that compelled you to read, feel and hope. These subjects affect so many of our young people today and I have no doubt if they read this they would feel as though they weren’t alone and that there is hope.

Would I recommend this book – I certainly would and I’d love to know what you think.

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Yesterdays Visitor: Wordless Wednesday

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Sounds of Egypt: Travel Thoughts 12

I live in a quiet neighbourhood which backs onto State Forest. All I hear in the mornings and evenings and throughout the day is birdsong so you can understand Egypt was more than a little bit of a shock to my system with constant noise.

The call to Prayer is something that most of us don’t hear in Australia.

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I do apologise for the quality of the pictures – it was the sound I was trying to capture and occasionally a video where I thought I was photographing. Although it looks as though the pictures are on their side I think they will turn up the right way when played.

Cairo deserved the name ‘the city that never sleeps.’ In deed some nights it felt as though the city became more alive after 10pm at night. From our hotel room the traffic was constant as was the honking.

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Weddings in Egypt So many religions, so many different types but all have call welcoming in the bride and groom. I only caught the last one but there were many whilst waiting for the couple to arrive.

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The Sales Pitch – the Egyptians expected to barter and expected to work for the sale whether it be in the Valley of the Vultures or in a shop. We were taken to the shops being told that these were where the quality goods were to be had. We purchased one of the last items the fellow discussed and duly put ours outside – undercover but it got the sun. We no longer have it. The colour did last just not the material it was painted onto.

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Luxor Temple So many tourists combined with calls to prayer by the mosque within the temple precinct. A bad picture but the sound says it all.

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And then to Edfu and the horse ride. The third one is interesting as it shows a street in the town of Edfu as we travel along.

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And at dinner on board our Nile boat noise still filled the air.

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And when all should be quiet, as we went birdwatching on the upper reaches of the Nile – noise came with us.

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Being a visual person I remember countries for what I see and how they make me feel. Some countries I remember also for smell (Vanuatu) and sound (Egypt). Do you have places you have been that you will be forever reminded of by more than one of the senses.

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