Teddy Bear Centenary in London: the centenary of the teddy bear is being celebrated with a major exhibition at London’s Museum of Childhood, Bethnal Green (March 29 – December 31).
The exhibition features about 400 bears, from some of the oldest surviving examples to present-day models, plus ‘celebrity’ bears such as Winnie the Pooh, Paddington, and Aloysius from the TV series “Brideshead Revisited”.
The Museum of Childhood is a branch of the Victoria
& Albert Museum. It is open daily except Friday. Admission free (Some events carry a separate charge).
Today we will visit Durban which is a city situated on the east coast
of South Africa. It has a sub tropical climate opposed to that of Cape
Town, which is Mediterranean.
What has Durban to offer the tourist or visitor? Along the beach front
are many hotels and blocks of holiday flats. This area is called the Golden
Mile.
Hotels on the beachfront have magnificent views over Durban Bay and
the Bluff to south. Along Durban's beaches jetties have been built
out into the sea. They have the effect of turning the long golden beaches
into small bays, which can be protected by lifeguards during the holiday
seasons.
Durban is well known for its sharks. All the beaches are protected by
shark nets that have been installed about 300 metres off shore on the
outside of the breaker line. It is very interesting to watch the Natal
Sharks Board out in the bay each morning tending the nets and removing
any fish that have become entangled during the night. If they are still
alive they are released otherwise they are taken to the shark boards offices
to the north of Durban where they are dissected for research purposes.
The “ Golden mile” is always a hive of activity with the
many restaurants, pubs and bars to be visited. At night many people come
down to the beaches to relax and enjoy the atmosphere or just to party.
Durban is also famous for it Rikshas. A Riksha for those who don't
know is and African man who wears a very fancy head dress made of beads
and cows horns and bits and pieces of cheap jewellery and feathers and
other odds and ends. The Riksha also has a cart with two large wheels
and a seat where two adults or three kids can fit into. For a small fee
you will be taken for a ride along the beachfront with this man wearing
his head dress pulling the cart. The ride can get quite exciting when
the riksha picks up a bit of speed and leaps into the air balancing his
weight and yours like a seesaw. When he does this without warning the
passengers are thrown backwards and think they are going to fall out the
back of his cart. Not to worry! There is a small jockey wheel at the back
that stops the cart falling over and you falling out.
There are many other things to do in Durban other than just swimming
and tanning. Although most of the action takes place along the beachfront
there are other areas where there is much to do. The two main roads in
Durban are Smith Street and West Street. Both of them are one way only
with West Street going towards the beach and Smith away from the beach.
The main shopping areas of Durban are found along these streets.
There are also many sports facilities with the main arenas being Kingsmead
for cricket and the Shark Tank for rugby.
Most people will have heard of the Comrades marathon. This marathon
is run between Durban and Pietermaritzburg each year, one year up and
the other year down. It is a gruelling race that is normally run in hot
weather and it attracts 1000's of people. The race is 89 kilometres
long and follows the old road between Pietermaritzburg and Durban. The
next Comrades Marathon will be held on the 16th of June 2003 and will
be the down run i.e. Pietermaritzburg to Durban.
The scenery between Pietermaritzburg and Durban is beautiful. The old
road wends its way through the valley of a thousand hills. As far as one
can see there are just hills. Vegetation is lush and if the province has
received rain very green. In Pinetown a small town between PM Burg and
Durbs there is a beautiful waterfall. Its called the Howick falls and
although not very big is quite spectacular.
Durban also grows various varieties of tropical fruit. Fruit such as
Paw Paws, mangoes, avocado pears and of course bananas. Their avos are
to die for. On the occasions that I have visited Durban I have always
made an effort to get a grass wash basket full of green avos to take home.
If you drive out into the country areas surrounding Durban you will
come across many farms growing sugar cane. This is one of the main products
grown in the area. Durban is known as the sugar capital of South Africa
and you can see many large silos where sugar is stored. A tour of the
refineries is very interesting as they show you the entire process from
where the cane is pulped to where the white sugar is finally packaged
to be shipped.
Durban is one of South Africa’s premier holiday destinations.
Visit in July and watch the Durban July horse race.
Geoff Fairman writes an ezine called Turtle Essays that concentrates
on Cape Town and its surrounds. To subscribe send a blank email to TurtleEssays-subscribe@turtlesa.com
A new booklet from the London Tourist Board gives suggestions
on making your holiday budget go further and exploring the capital off
the main tourist trail. “Go Further in London” is available
free from British Tourist Authority offices overseas (in English, French,
German and Italian), or look on the website: www.visitlondon.com
Globetrotters should be extra careful when booking flights with travel
agents in the UK. High street budget travel agents, Trailfinders are,
like most other companies, happy to sell you a ticket for any destination
in the world and try to get you to cough up for their in-house insurance
at the same time. They of course earn commission on this.
This Globetrotter booked a ticket through Trailfinders to Bali. I booked
it well before the Bali incident and am due to fly to Bali at Easter.
I was offered insurance, which I declined as I have my own. At a recent
London travel show I enquired about the two different Trailfinder policies
on offer, one annual and one single trip.
When I rang to ask to book the Trailfinder insurance a couple of weeks
later, I was told that Trailfinders would not insure trips to Bali or
any part of Indonesia. Whilst I totally understand the reasoning behind
this, Trailfinders should not be offering insurance over the phone and
at Travel shows and then reneging when people try to book it.
After the Bali bomb many companies in the travel trade took the step
of contacting clients with existing reservations to Bali offering them
money back or a change of destination. Trailfinders did not do this and
now as time for final payment looms, the horrible truth of the situation
is becoming apparent to UK travellers.
If you find yourself at a loose end in Amsterdam’s
Schipol airport, you can now visit a branch of the world renowned Rijskmuseum
in the terminal after passport control on Holland Boulevard which connects
Piers E and F. There is also a museum shop.
The museum includes works by Rembrandt, Jan Steen, Peter
de Hooch and other painters from the Dutch Golden Age.
The joint initiative between the airport and the museum
has cost around EUR2.5 million (USD$2.54 million) to establish. The museum
is housed in a specially designed suspended area and is open between 7am
and 8pm daily.
U. S. Soldiers Home Mac: during a century of travel (well 78 years!)
both in and out of service I have travelled to over 150 countries (I count
both North and South Dakota as countries) and for some reason have jotted
signs and happenings that I thought funny at the time (and now wonder
why). So here is the perfect opportunity to share some of my anecdotes.
Beijing, China. The Imperial Palace in the Forbidden City in Beijing
has 9,000 rooms. We agree that if we got lost and separated from each
other we would meet in the Hall of Heavenly Purity (if they would let
us in) At the time I was there the military did no wear rank on their
uniforms (don’t know if this still applies or not) You could kind
of get an idea of who outranked who by the number of pockets they had
on their blouse of uniform. Someone with four pockets would have their
baggage carried by someone with one pocket or no pockets.
In the hotels the orchestras (In the Peace Hotel in Shanghai I think
they had some of the members or orchestra from the 30s) would play songs
they thought we would like. Oh Susannah from a couple of decades ago seems
to be making a comeback as well as Turkey in the Straw and Auld Lang Sang.
At the end of each number the players would put down their instruments
and applaud us in the audience. We could hardly wait for the Tuba player
to unwind from his Tuba to applaud us. Everyone in our tour group caught
colds (from the dust) except those that had taken Vitamin C for a couple
of weeks before arriving in China. Mr Wu our guide referred to the Royal
Bank of Canada (George from Canada wanted to get some money) as the Loyal
Bank of Canada. One of the military said that when he was in China years
before he took a piece of the wall and had a name plate put on it and
sent it to movie actress Carole Lombard as he had read that she collected
rocks. She threw it back. No she wrote and thanked him.
Our Chinese guide in Wuxi kind of had a high opinion of himself (unusual
for Chinese) and though he was hip in Western ways. He liked to show off
and showed us how he was proficient in Tai Chi (shadow boxing). Blonde
vivacious Liza asked him to dance with her. He said No that he could not
dance with a client but that he would arm-wrestle her Ha. He told long
involved stories about the Kingdom of Wu and Dragons and such. George
whispered: I wonder what he would say if we told him we didn’t want
to hear any more dragon stories? If I were going to China today I would
probably take my own plastic chopsticks. In Japan they have disposable
chopsticks but in China they have plastic ones that you hope they wash
after several others have used them. If going to China start a walking
program at home. Walk around the block then next day further as in China
even on escorted tours you are going to be doing more walking than you
possibly do at home. Build up you let muscles before leaving home. I put
as many Chinese stamps on letters sent home as possible for stamp collectors
back home as their stamps are so colourful and unusual. While there their
coffee was not very good so taking instant coffee along helped. The hotels
had thermos bottle of hot water for tea in your room, which they replenished
every morning and this was handy to make coffee with.
Kneehow (phonetic) in Chinese means hello. In China Carol who was from
England and had a beautiful voice would sing slightly risqué Cockney
songs and George would sing “My old lady and the lady next door went
down the river on a barnyard door singing Ki Yi Yippie Yi ” and nonsensical
songs. Miss Cha who was trying to learn English (she had taught herself)
wanted to learn some of these songs so she could sing them to her next
tour group. As some were risqué Carol said. “My dear I don’t
think you really need to learn these songs” Les would give his excellent
imitation of Peter Sellers imitating an Indian and his accent was hilariously
correct. We should have been a USO troop. We laughed all the way across
China. If you are in high altitude eating onions will help combat altitude
sickness.
Next month, Mac discusses his travels through India. If you would like
to contact Mac, he can be e-mailed on: macsan400@yahoo.com
North Americans will be pleased to learn that the UK's
tough animal quarantine regulations are being relaxed. From December 11,
2002 dogs and cats that meet requirements will be able to enter Britain
without going into quarantine for six months. These requirements include
having the animals microchipped and vaccinated by a veterinarian, together
with a blood test, at least six months before travelling.
Details of these conditions can be found on the Department
of the Environment, Food and Rural Affairs' (DEFRA) web site: defra.gov.uk.
We had listened with excitement to our friend’s description of
his travels in the tribal regions of Kinnaur and Spiti, in the North Indian
State of Himachal Pradesh. Bordering Tibet, these areas had only recently
been opened to foreigners.
The following May we set off from Goa, where we spend our winters, and
headed for Shimla, the former summer capital of the British Raj. It was
our second visit to this bit of old England located on top of and spilling
over both sides of a steep ridge in the foothills of the Himalayas. Even
a scaled down copy of London’s Gaiety Theatre sits on the Mall,
the town’s high street from where on a clear day you can see high
peaks while strolling past and poking into quaint old shops, including
Maria Brother’s Antiquarian Bookshop, where you never know what
treasures you’ll find.
We inquired about Kinnaur and Spiti at the tourist office, housed in
a Tudor-style building on the Mall. They tried to be helpful but there
wasn’t much official information to be had about the region. That
was ten years ago. The bureaucratic hassles involved in obtaining permission
to enter this region at that time were so formidable that few travellers
managed it, and of those who did, most received permission to stay for
only a week and others were even required to take a police escort with
them. Surprisingly, the officer in charge of a small district headquarters
granted us a two-month unrestricted permit from simply because we had
struck a friendly note with him. Such is the way things happen in India.
In the past few years entry restrictions have been relaxed and we have
been back many times.
The district of Kinnaur is largely Hindu, but being far from the centres
of mainstream Hinduism, it has retained an archaic character: oracles
go into trances and the gods of the villages speak through them. There
are no Brahmins here to act as priests; Buddhist lamas conduct the major
household rituals for the Hindus, those concerned with birth, marriage
and death, a practice unheard of elsewhere in Hindu India. Spiti though,
is Lamaistic Buddhist as is Tibet, but the religion is more archaic here,
retaining ancient ways, magical practices and archaic rituals that long
ago disappeared from Tibet.
Over the years, we’ve spent many months exploring Kinnaur and
Spiti, living in small villages, walking the trails between remote villages
and into the high, uninhabited mountains and attending festivals at gompas
(monasteries)—colourful events when the lamas don gorgeous silken
brocade robes, masks and headdresses and perform graceful dances to the
sounds of kettle drums and unbelievably long, curved brass horns. Once
we pitched our tent on top of a flat-roofed mud house and watched the
lamas practice their graceful steps and leaps for a week before the festival
began. The dances are dramatizations of stories from Tibetan Buddhist
myths, all very well known to the lively and appreciative audience of
villagers, decked out in their finest and most exotic apparel; they come
from near and far to watch these shows. We sat among them and enjoyed
being among these gentle and colourful, full-of-life people.
At a festival at Ki Gompa, which is built around the small, rubbly cone
of an extinct volcano, when the dances were over, the audience got up
and moved to the hillside behind the monastery. There they formed long,
snaking lines and prostrated themselves to make a living carpet for the
lamas to walk on. Talk about devotion! The people consider their lamas
to be literally living gods.
Ki village is high above the Spiti Valley, north of Kaza, Spiti’s
main town. The bazaar has the timeless feel of an ancient entrepôt.
It is a meeting place of people from all over the Himalayas and the Indian
plains who come here to trade donkeys, yaks, rugs, turquoise and coral,
seed pearls and peas… (and Spiti is renowned for its fine riding
horses able to navigate the narrowest of mountain trails, and also for
its wily horse traders).
The town is dotted with small squares built around gleaming white, highly
embellished chortens or stupas, the reliquary mounds found everywhere
in the Buddhist Himalayas, and shaded by ancient gnarled poplars. And
surrounding the town are stark, boldly hued mountains. In this high-altitude,
desert-like region all cultivation must be carried on by extensive and
ingenious irrigation schemes, complex networks of channels that bring
water to the fields from glaciers in the mountains high above. The emerald
fields of barley and peas are like jewels set into this rugged, rocky
landscape. Massive mud-brick houses and monasteries washed gleaming white
with distinctive black and ochre trim stand out against the green of the
fields and the deep blue of the sky.
More in our next letter about Spiti’s distinctive style of architecture—it’s
amazing what you can do with mud! And, what happened when it rained in
this place where it never rains!
Martin and Carol Noval have been living in India for more than twenty
years and organize and lead several special cultural tours and treks a
year for small groups. They’ll be leading road trips and treks in
Spiti next summer (2003). If you would like to get in touch, email them
at tripsintoindia@usa.net and check their website www.tripsintoindia.com
Courtney Love was arrested at London's Heathrow
Airport earlier this month after accusations of verbally abusing Virgin
crewmembers on a flight from Los Angeles. As she left Heathrow's police
station Love said: “I cussed at a lady – my daughter always said
I had a potty mouth.” She was later released with a caution for “causing
harassment, alarm and distress” after nine hours in custody. Love
said she had complained that staff did not let her friend sit in first
class with her. She later met Richard Branson, Virgin’s owner at
a party, who promptly offered her two first class tickets London –
LA return.
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Passengers on small US commuter planes may be asked
to weigh-in before they are allowed on board after intervention from the
country's Federal Aviation Administration. The FAA's new policy
asks airlines to weigh both passengers and baggage on planes that seat
between 10 and 19 people. The announcement came after 21 people were killed
at Charlotte, North Carolina when an Air Midwest plane crashed on take-off.
AT the moment, US regional carriers do not carry out weight checks on
passengers and cargo but work on estimates.
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Delta Air Lines, the third largest carrier in
the US has just promised the two minute airport check-in. Can this be
possible? They say they aim to significantly reduce check-in wait times
and lines at 81 of the airports in its system through a mixture of more
self service technology and better use of its people on the ground.
Changes will include a combination of airport lobby
redesign, increased self-service technology and new airport customer service
roles for employees. The airline is aiming to add more than 400 self-service
kiosks this year as part of the scheme. Rich Cordell, senior vice president,
Airport Customer Service. “Our goal is to ensure that no e-ticketed,
self-service customer stands in line longer than two minutes for any transaction,
even during peak times.”
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Ah…and Delta Air Lines again …….
passengers with tickets purchased on or after February 1 who are travelling
on Delta, Delta Express, Delta Shuttle, Atlantic Coast Airlines, Atlantic
Southeast Airlines, Chautauqua Airlines, Comair and SkyWest Airlines will
have to pay a USD$25 fee on any bag weighing more than 50 lbs. A new overweight
charge applies to bags weighing up to 70 pounds and rises to USD$80 for
those weighing between 71 and 100 lbs. Delta does not accept bags weighing
more than 100 lbs as checked baggage. But, if you are a member of Delta's
Platinum, Gold or Silver Medallion SkyMiles scheme or a passenger confirmed
in the forward cabin, you will be exempt from these charges. Additionally,
it does not apply to sporting equipment, musical instruments, live animals,
cabin baggage, media equipment or wheelchairs and devices which assist
disabled passengers, which may be covered by other baggage policies.
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America has taken the first steps to put civil aircraft
on stand-by for military duties in the event of war breaking out with
Iraq. Several major US airlines including American Airlines, American
Trans Air, Atlas Air, Continental, Delta, FedEx, Northwest, Southwest
and United are part of the nation's Civil Reserve Fleet which can
be called on to supply both passenger and cargo aircraft to move troops
and equipment to a conflict zone. Under the first phase only 47 aircraft
are to be on stand-by. If the Pentagon activated the second stage of the
plan up to 300 planes could be involved. The last time the plan was put
into action was during the operation that followed Iraq's invasion
of neighbouring Kuwait twelve years ago.
Nick from London says that he thinks that it does not really count if
you have only been to the inside of an airport in a particular country,
though others may argue this point. There are other brief visits I have
made to countries. For instance, a couple of years ago I was holidaying
in Thailand and took one of those long tail boat trips on the Mekong river
in the Golden Triangle. During the short journey the boat driver called
in at a jetty on the Lao side of the river for petrol.
Aha! I thought to myself, This is an opportunity to visit Laos! I leapt
off the boat and walked up the jetty and spent a couple of minutes on
the riverbank on the Lao side of the river. So I have had a very short
“visit” to Laos, at least I have stood on Laotian soil, but
of course I can't really say that I have been to the country in any
usual sense. Perhaps others have similar rapid drop ins on countries?
Write in and let the Beetle
know what you think!
A recent report in Cyber Diver News
says that tourists and scuba diver numbers have fallen by almost a third
to between 300,000 and 100,000 a month. This is serious stuff for Malaysia
as tourism is the country’s second largest earner of foreign exchange.
The fall in numbers was triggered by the Bali bombing but a particularly
hard line message that sunbathers should cover up (e.g. no bikinis) has
not helped.
Globetrotters meeting on 1st February by
Padmassana
David Abram was up first and gave us a very interesting talk
on Trekking in Corsica. David has spent long periods in Corsica
in order to research his Trailblazer
guidebook. He told us that the cheapest way to get there is to take a
No-Frills cheap flight to either Marseilles or Nice and then take a ferry
across to the island. David first showed us the easier coastal walks;
we saw the azure seas and waves crashing on to rocky headlands. The main
route for Trekking/walking on Corsica is the GR20, which winds its way
170 Km across the islands roof. The route has an altitude change of 19,000
Metres. David explained that although his photos of the route looked daunting
to all but experienced mountaineers, including parts where it was necessary
to use cables and ladders, most reasonably fit people can manage the route.
The GR20 route is for the most part well marked with waypoints. It is
divided into 16 stages, which most of the 17,000 people who do the walk
each year complete in around 12 days. David finished up with some Corsican
music and some of his favourite photos of Corsica. In next month’s
e-news we are lucky enough to have one of David’s stories about
his time in Corsica – look out for it!
After the interval our second speaker was Peter Nasmyth whose
talk was entitled Caucasusadventure. Peter kicked off with
photos of snow-capped peaks like Mt Elbrus and hilltop churches, lit by
the intermittent electricity supply. This region has many surprises for
the visitor; it’s a place where the locals drink toasts to Stalin
(he was a Georgian) and to Adolf Hitler (he fought the communists). Other
surprises were a bubbling carbonated lake, surrounded by red mineral covered
rocks. Tblisi is the Georgian capital, we saw old areas where balconies
over hang the streets and a tower block that was once the best hotel in
town, but is now a home to many refugees from the wars in neighbouring
countries like Ossetia and Chechnya. Peter’s photos of the local
people included traditional dress that has built in bullet holders and
knives in the waistband of trousers. The Caucasus is an area where it
is possible to go heli-skiing, by renting a helicopter and heading up
into the mountains, very popular with German skiers. Peter finished by
telling us about his charity, which helps the local children, who are
bright and well educated, but have little to channel their energies into.
Peter also helped establish Prosperos bookshop. The first English language
cafe bookshop, which according to Peter sells the best coffee in the Caucasus.
Coming up: Saturday 1st March
Leslie Downer – “Sadayakko and her amazing
journey around the World.” Sadayakko was a geisha and Japan's
first actress. In 1900 she enchanted audiences around the World from san
Francisco, New York, London, fin-de-siecle Paris, Vienna and St. Petersburg.
Part II of Leslie's geisha adventures. Geoff Roy –
“Great Wall of China” is the longest man-made structure on
Earth- stretching from the Yellow Sea to Tibet (6,700kms.) Geoff's
talk covers walking on restored, as well as un-restored sections of “wild
wall”
London meetings are held at The Church of Scotland, Crown Court, behind
the Fortune Theatre in Covent Garden at 2.30pm the first Saturday of each
month. There is no London meeting in August, but we will be back in September.
For more information, you can contact the Globetrotters Info line on +44
(0) 20 8674 6229, , or register for email updates at at our website (click here)
My partner and I (aged 55 and 65) went RTW for 12 months to April 2002.
She has written a book on it but is looking for a publisher. I went to
internet cafes to maintain a long journal. So rather than travellers'
tales here are some notes on how we did it. The RTW deal was from Star
Alliance, giving us 12 months, 15 stops and 39000 miles. A couple of times
when in dispute with an airline the Alliance link was useful. Their miles
include overland legs which seems unfair but it is still good value. They
allow backtracking, which we needed for India to China.
We flew to Brazil for two lazy weeks to get over the strain of preparations,
then to Lima. We took buses – we avoided 'luxury' or 'tourist'
buses -round Peru and despite being told it was impossible found a cheap
way to Macchu Picchu. Three-day trips to Colca Canyon and to the Peruvian
Amazon jungle. Bus and boat (aided by the Bolivian Navy!) to cold La Paz
then bus on 'the most dangerous road in the world' to lovely Coroico.
Flew to Costa Rica, which seemed very wealthy and grotesquely American!
But we had a wonderful time there – eco-tourism on the Caribbean coast
and in the cloud forest. I wrote a report on working conditions on the
banana plantations. Then buses through sad Nicaragua, tough Honduras (staying
with the Garifuna) and Guatemala with its staggering range of wealth.
We were in luxury after three months of back packers' hotels and crowded
but fascinating bus journeys. Then we bought a car in Florida and eventually
sold it in British Columbia. (One could write a book this, as on each
leg of the journey.) This was not as easy as it sounds – big problems
with driver's licence and insurance. But surmountable. Boat and bus
to Houston BC. Strange coming back to sophistication a few days after
9/11, a different world. Hawaii then fabulous Tonga. Real bliss as the
only visitors on an idyllic island, and time to think. Here my partner
discovered the magic of snorkelling.
NZ was surprisingly far nicer than expected, Sydney also amazes. We were
kept busy there and in Canberra and Melbourne giving talks. Thailand where
we made lasting friends, one a young man not half way through 25 years
imprisonment for drug smuggling. Don’t even think about it! Interesting
to contrast the type of tourists here with those in S America. Almost
a different breed. So to the jewel. Three months in India lived up to
all my hopes and dreams. A stopover in steamy sophisticated Singapore
(the night time zoo worth a visit) thence to Beijing, and onto the trans-Asia
train with stops including three weeks in Mongolia (hiring a jeep to traverse
the Gobi), Siberia (Lake Baikal), Moscow and glorious St Petersburg.
Stockholm was refreshing and spring time in England utterly delightful.
Total cost was less than £4,000 on fares, plus £400 a week
rent we got on our London homes. We ate local workers' food. We often
stayed in people's homes – fellow Quakers, a hosting organisation,
far flung family and friends. Otherwise in the better rooms in cheap hotels.
Motels (except some on Route 66) have no character but are great value.
Or ashrams. The only problematic visa was that for Russia, though others
such as India and China needed some care. I was surprised to find one
of the most irksome problems was telephoning – one needs to see if mobiles
can be adapted cheaply in each region. Only disappointments: despite three
weeks in most places we usually seemed to be in a hurry, and sadly I lost
several sets of slides.
Essentials include up-to-date Guides. We used Footprint guides for Latin
America because it avoids having lots of volumes; and for India as well
as Lonely Planet there and everywhere else. “Road Trip USA”
for the side roads. Take both Visa and MasterCard (and Maestro if possible)
as many areas take only one or the other. We had all the jabs recommended
except expensive encephalitis. We never resolved all the arguments for
and against anti-malaria tablets, and if so which ones. But insect repellent
from day 1, and a hat if you are bald like me. I had to have scalp pre-cancer
treatment on return. I was supplied with and shown how to use self-catheterisation
by the NHS. Never had to do it but without it I would not have dared go
to Tonga, or deep into the Gobi.
Medically we had very few problems, tummy bug twice, and chest complaints
in the Andes. I got shingles when in Thailand but was easily able to get
powerful drugs (for £50 – a fortune), which knocked it out. But
we had quite a few strains from lugging our packs (and from 3 days meditating
cross legged in a Buddhist temple!) We both had Karrimor wheeled rucksacks
and seldom had to hump them. My advice – just DO IT! Don't worry about
food and accommodation and robbery.
Ignore travel mags and ads. They make it scary so you'll use their
expensive services. Just GO! Details on the web site (at http://home.clara.net/spetter/sp/,
but sadly I don't have time and space to mention our lovely hosts
and the travellers and locals we met. To contact Stephen for any hints
or tips, please e-mail him on: spetter@clara.net
Sent in by Bretislav in the Czech Republic, spotted
on cbc.ca
ST. JOHN'S – A woman who fell asleep on a flight
to Newfoundland and wound up in England has been offered 15,000 bonus
aeroplan miles by the airline. Air Canada apologized to Catherine Coyle
late Monday and offered her the air miles for her troubles. The airline
also said she was partly responsible for falling asleep on the 90-minute
flight from Halifax to St. John's and not waking up on time. Last
Thursday, the Cole Harbour, N.S., woman was on a flight to visit her ill
mother. She fell asleep and woke up to hear the pilot announce a 4-hour
flight time. The plane was half an hour out of St. John's heading
for London. Coyle had apparently slept through the landing at St. John's
and a 30-minute stopover before the flight for England. No one had tried
to wake her up to check her ticket. The pilot refused to turn the plane
around and she had to continue to Heathrow airport, where she waited two
hours for a return flight.
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the Beetle.
Seeds of Peace
is concerned with sowing the seeds of peace among children who have grown
up with the horror of war. They will be back for an encore presentation,
following their first visit to the New York branch of the Globetrotters
Club on January 4, 2003.
Speaking will be: Jeremy Goldberg and Rebecca Hankin of Seeds of Peace,
an organization that provides an opportunity for the children of war to
plant the seeds for a more secure future. The program focuses on Arab
and Israeli teenagers from ten nations in the Middle East but has also
brought youngsters from Cyprus, the war-torn Balkans, India, Pakistan,
Afghanistan and other regions of conflict to its unique coexistence program.
Seeds of Peace has been featured in The New York Times, USA Today, The
Washington Post, Time Magazine, The Christian Science Monitor, The Wall
Street Journal, People Magazine and on ABC, CBS & NBC network programs,
including “Nightline” (twice) with Ted Koppel, “60 Minutes”
with Morley Safer, “Sunday Morning,” “The Today Show,”
“Good Morning America” and on CNN, PBS and NPR. Jeremy Goldberg
is the Director of Corporate Relations at Seeds of Peace, Mr. Goldberg's
experience includes time spent on Capitol Hill, as well as at the Center
for Strategic and International Studies (CSIS), a Washington, DC-based
think tank. He is also the founder and former editor-in-chief of the Georgetown
Journal of International Affairs, a nationally distributed foreign affairs
publication. Jeremy is an honors graduate of the School of Foreign Service
at Georgetown University. Rebecca Hankin is currently Director of Media
Relations at Seeds of Peace, a position she has held since April 2002.
Since its founding, Seeds of Peace has graduated over 2,000 teenagers
representing 22 nations from its internationally recognized conflict-resolution
program.
For details of forthcoming meetings email newyork@globetrotters.co.uk
or register for email updates at click here
at our website.
New York meetings are held at The Wings Theater, 154 Christopher
Street (btw Greenwich St and Washington St), to the right of Crunch Fitness,
in the Archive on the first Saturday of each month at 4 pm.
February is a slow month in the Costa Del Sol. This is why you can get
some of the best deals during that month. The temperature goes from 16-10
degrees Celsius. So you can still be in shorts.
I recently just got back from Costa Del Sol. I took advantage of the
airline price war that is going on right now. Arriving at the airport
I noticed that the traffic was not as heavy as it was during the summer
but still a fair number of the people getting off those planes were from
the UK, Ireland, Norway, Sweden, Denmark and Germany. First things I noticed
was that I needed sunglasses and needed to take off my heavy winter jacket.
I just arrived from a Northern European country where that morning it
was -6 Celsius. It was also icy and snowing conditions.
I was smiling as I thought of my colleagues back home at work. I was
thinking that some of them do deserve their day in the sun. Some of my
colleagues had become as cranky as the northern weather in the northern
part of Europe and the sun would bring back their smiles. Productivity
would greatly improve.
The second thing I noticed is the smile on the Spanish people's
face. They seem that they were enjoying themselves. I thought what enjoyment
have I had before coming to Spain? In my Northern country I was stuck
everyday in traffic, I was driving 20 kilometres an hour on the highway
due to snow and icy conditions, I had 3 layers of clothes on because of
freezing temperatures. Coming to Spain I was no longer stuck in traffic,
there were no icy conditions to peril my well being, and I was taking
off my 3 layers of clothes in February!!! Therefore, I too had a smile
on my face.
Once in Costa Del Sol, you will be tempted to stop on the highway to
view the ocean. My suggestion is to drive west towards Marbella. Take
the coastal highway N-340 so that you can get the ocean view throughout
your journey. Stop somewhere where you can view the great ocean- like
the top of the Sitio de Calahonda. Calahonda is 36 Kilometres west of
Malaga and on the N-340. Once at the top there are bars and restaurants
where you can sit outside and see the breathtaking views. You will soon
forget your problems at work, your icy conditions, and your 3 layers of
clothes that you left back home.
About the Author: Fred Desrosiers lives in the coldness of the Swiss
Alps. He has been to the Costa Del Sol several times. He loves it so much
that he returns time and time again. He can help you if you’d like
to visit the Costa del Sol. View his website at Fred's Homepage
A recent UK survey for the Department for Education
found that of over 1,000 adults, 30% felt unable to compare rates in exchange
bureaux. A similar proportion said they were not comfortable converting
foreign currency into sterling. Over a fifth of those surveyed admitted
they had wrongly calculated how much they spent on holiday, with 12% saying
they had run out of money.
The Globetrotters Club has just teamed up with Oanda.com
to provide people with information about currency conversions and cheat
sheets. To translate currency or make a cheat sheet, visit:
Meetings are held on the third Friday of January, March, May, September
and November. Usually at the Woodsworth Co-op, Penthouse, 133, Wilton
Street in downtown Toronto at 8.00 p.m.
Iris is a British lady of considerable character and pluck, on a 23
week overland expedition from Quito in Ecuador to Caracas in Venezuela.
After this, she plans to do a 3-month voluntary placement in Ecuador,
and then visit Central America for another overland trip between Panama
City and Mexico City, ending up with perhaps another 2-month voluntary
placement somewhere in South America again. This amazing journey will
take Iris one year. Here is an extract from Iris’ journey notebook.
30th November: The Journey to Cuenca
I sent my last emails from Baños, was there 3 days and it was
a lovely little town but, as I say, that volcano was brooding over it,
which made things a little scary! One of our number said he had read there
are evacuation arrows in the streets showing the population the way to
run should there be an eruption but he couldn't find them which rather
concerned him! But we evacuated from Baños without any trouble,
but my, what a journey we had to Cuenca – right through the Andes at a
minimum of 2,000 metres, sometimes going up to well over 3,000 metres.
Everywhere – mountains that seemed to be almost piled one on top of the
other, with the occasional narrow valley plummeting down to the depths
with hamlets nestled in them. Scary at times as the road was just cut
out of the mountainsides and there were some really incredible hair pin
bends – looking over the side I was thankful we were going so slowly with
no danger of going over the edge because we would have all been killed
if we had crashed over the side – probably drops of at least 300 – 1,000m
in places with nothing but rock to fall on!
We saw lots of local people – mostly shepherds in the traditional Andean
garb of trilby hat, colourful (often red) shawls and brightly coloured
skirts, minding their sheep, goats, donkeys, pigs, cattle or llamas. Unfortunately,
the cloud was low and obscured what must have been some very fine views
but every so often the scene (rather than the sky) would clear and we
would see some awesome sights – steaming volcanoes, two or three of them
in a line; sheer precipices and steep mountains with their tops obscured
in cloud.
We left Baños at 0745 (yours truly being the last on the bus,
not because I got up late, I was up at 0500 exercising and showering but
the restaurant which was supposed to open at 0600 was later opening and
then the girl who waited on table had to run off to the baker's to
get bread. But by the time we were all breakfasted (and some rolled in
in the early hours of the morning so had no breakfast as they were suffering
from hangovers) and I had collected my belongings and finished my ablutions
(the obligatory cleaning of teeth), I turned out to be the last on the
bus!
We then made our way slowly out of Baños to Cuenca some 366 kms
to the south but the terrain, coupled with the weight in our bus – full
water tanks as well as petrol tanks, and with two drivers and 22 people
aboard with all their luggage – we made slow progress up hills and all
sorts of vehicles were continuously overtaking us. We were ok on the straights
and downhills but on the downhill had to go slowly again because of the
weight being hurled down steep inclines and having to negotiate some hair-raising
bends.
We stopped for lunch on the roadside – our leaders/drivers (Heather
and Martin) had bought local produce at the market in Baños and
so we helped prepare a lunch of salad (lettuce, tomatoes, cucumber, radishes,
avocado pear, onions) and rolls, butter, ham and cheese for us all. We
go through an elaborate process of disinfecting our hands, using a spray
disinfectant after using the toilet and then washing our hands again in
disinfectant water and rinsing them again in disinfectant water and shaking
them rather than wiping them dry. All table surfaces and pots and pans
are sterilised and then work begins at cutting up and buttering and putting
things on plates and in bowls on long trestle tables and canvas stools
are put out for us all to sit on. Meanwhile, the local dogs congregate,
sniffing out the food and looking longingly at us, as are the local shepherd
population.
In the site where we were there were a couple of shepherds (women) with
their children, and their donkeys and pigs. The children were wide-eyed
but rather suspicious urchins (suspicious of us) and refused all requests
to have their photos taken, but hanging around watching these strange
tourists in their shorts and long trousers preparing food they could only
dream about. We didn't encourage the dogs with any scraps and we certainly
did not stroke any of them (dirty little mutts), but they all seemed innocent
enough and quiet if not friendly, but after we had all finished eating,
the food over was handed out to the shepherds and their children in the
form of ham and cheese and salad rolls, and bags of lettuce and tomatoes,
and for the pigs, all the swill resulting from the lettuce and other vegetables
used in the salad. So everyone benefited, even the local hospice (just
a dirty brick building with a small shop and rather disgusting loos but
at least we were able to use them and rinse our hands under the tap, hence
the strict regime of disinfecting our hands every time we used the loos
when we stopped.
At one stage, we experienced the necessity of relieving ourselves without
the aid of modern conveniences. The men went one way in a small wooded
area and the women went the other. It is at times like these one wishes
one was a man and could just open our flies without having to strip ourselves
half naked and crouch in the undergrowth. Of course, yours truly had to
choose a place with some rather long stems of grass, which tickled my
posterior regions as I crouched so I made a rather ungainly spectacle
of myself jumping around every time something touched me in a rather intimate
place! Then the ceremony of the trowel – burying the tissue we used in
the ground so that we didn't pollute the local area of scenic beauty!
I am sure this is going to be the first of many occasions when we will
need to wander off, trowel in hand, to seek out similar places for similar
purposes.
If you’d like to contact Iris, whether to wish her luck with her
trip or to ask questions about her itinerary and places visited, I am
sure she would like to hear from you. She can be contacted on: irisej2002@yahoo.co.uk
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