Monthly Archives: September 2013

Trip Tally

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Whoops, yes we are home, in fact today the Turkish Kilim has been put up on the wall, invoking fond memories of Selcuk….

So here is the trip tally.
Nine years ago when we travelled in our house bus we should have kept one.  I only thought this after we were accidently caught up in not just one , but two Crime Scene Investigations.  It seemed a unique category. This time the trip started with two punctures….and no more after that.  Still it was the very first thing on the list….

Punctures – 2

Aeroplane trips – 10

Beds slept in – 37

Long distance bus trips – 12

Boat/ferry trips – 11

Ice creams eaten –  Turkey – 50
England – 49  (please remember there was mostly 4 of us….!)
Not a single ice cream passed our lips in Switzerland, Paris or in Bali – too much fresh mango juice there…

Palaces and Castles visited – 10

Churches, including Mosques and Temples, but mostly Christian churches, visited –  39

People we didn’t know who offered affection to Charlie in the form of head patting, cheek pinching, hair ruffling, back slapping, tickling and hugs.  This was all in Turkey.  – 103

Tours taken -13

Times Hannah was hit on/potential marriage proposals (Turkey) – 3

Items lost – 9 (not bad!)
– 2 soap dishes, with soap, 2 watches, sunglasses, lipbalm, computer charging cord – this was only temporarily lost as it was kindly put on a bus and caught up with us, Ollies new knife he accidently carried through customs, but we did replace it, one Turkish spinning top – a Topac – well used for months by Charlie.  We were delighted to find some brand new ones we had sent home with the kilim.

Bags purchased for myself – 7   (A record low number for me, in nearly 5 months of travel too)

Postcards sent – 30 (that I had a record of)

Blog posts written – 87

Have you read them all?

Worldschooling wisdom: Lost and found

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In the back of my diary we keep a tally.
How many beds we have slept in, boat trips taken, ice creams eaten that sort of thing.
One list is ‘things we have lost’….which is mostly watches and soap dishes.
So today while  at the Science Museum (London), in what Ollie called unschooling heaven, I started a list headed –

 ‘Things we have found during our trip’.

New friends
New tastebuds
More patience with each other
Understanding of how different people live
An ability to communicate across cultures and language barriers
An ability and a chance  to learn new languages (Hannah especially)
A renewed sense of togetherness in our family relationships
Self confidence in new situations
That humans have so much more in common than we do differences
A passion for travel (Hannah and Ollie)
A taste for the exotic
That history happened to real people in a real place
That a shared language is not needed to communicate the really important stuff
That the world is a beautiful and awe inspiring place
People everywhere loving, kind, giving and striving for the very same things we are
A trip is about more than just doing.  It is also about BE-ing.
*being calm in the face of a challenge,
*being patient while everyone gets their needs met,
*being positive no matter how tired/hungry/in pain you are,                                          *being kind to everyone  you meet and all with whom  you are travelling .

A quote I saw this week…..
“travel is the only thing that you pay for that makes you richer.”

Oh and one more for the lost list…..
Our need for stuff.
We have all felt the lightness of travelling with very few possessions and really enjoyed it.  Out of sight, out of mind definitely for any “things” we left in NZ
Although I have piles of postcards and posters, Ollie has been manically collecting sew-on badges for every place we visited (he has over 50!)  and Charlie his usual souvenir teaspoons, with numbers being bolstered considerably by his Great Granny’s old collection he is gratefully carrying home.

As a post script to this….
I am editing this at Kuala Lumpur airport (we have a 6 hour wait….) and have to confess that we have just bought a suitcase to bring all our Bali purchases home, Mostly presents….of course!
Still one day of  travelling with a load is enough!

 

Land of 1000 blessings….

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Bali is known as the land of 1000 temples and yes there are beautiful, stone carved, moss covered temples in the jungle…. in fact everywhere.  Most people have a private temple at home too, which makes for a grand street frontage.
I would add to the list-

The land of 1000 statues, the land of 1000 massage hawkers, sarong shops, resturants and Warung (food stalls) and the land of 1000 offerings.

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Offerings are constantly being made by Balinese women.  They consist of little woven leaf baskets filled invitingly with flowers (frangipani, my favourite), leaves, fruit, tiny morsels of cooked food, money and even cigarettes (unsmoked).  Throughout the day they are left on steps, in doorways, on statues, in temples, on the dashboard of a car or taxi.  They do fall over, get trodden on and wilt as the day goes on, but they are cleaned up and replaced so often you hardly notice.  It provides a lovely backdrop to Bali, these tiny works of art.

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Bali is mostly a Hindu country, unlike the rest of Indonesia which is largely Muslim and can be very disapproving of ‘lil old Bali with its liberal, laid back vibe.

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Here we walked into a cremation ceremony, basically a huge fire in a carpark, with food tents set up for the mourners.  There was a coffin on the fire, then this larger, fancier one was set alight.  It was very relaxed and nobody minded us taking photos.  The ashes are scattered out at sea.
Although tiny – you can drive around it in just 12 hours – Bali boasts the same population as New Zealand – 4 million.  With the influx of tourists you would think it crowded, but with the exception of Kuta (the original surf town and manic tourist mecca) there is an un hurried feel here in Bali.

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Even with the thousands of motorbikes on the road and taxis, there is no stress, everyone is very laid back, happy and accepting of each other.   I am beginning to think that ‘road rage’ is a kiwi invention only.  People go about their business with respect for others.  There is very little crime.  We were stopped twice when out driving around the island by police on a routine check.  Our driver smiled and tucked some money into his licence, handed it over and on we went.

We have stayed in Sanur Beach a beautiful  5km stretch of beach – reef protected – with a paved cycle/walkway running it’s length.  This is lined with resturants and hotels, tables and sun loungers on the beach, flags, lanterns at night, coconut trees…..It is truly beautiful.

We are staying in a tropical garden with our own palace.

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It is peaceful, quiet, tranquility personified.

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We swim in the pool and the sea, laze on sun loungers, have our room cleaned everyday by gentle smiling Balinese men.  There is a huge buffet breakfast – Ollie needs to set his alarm so as not to miss this, even Charlie complained about it finishing as early as 10am….We are truly on “island time”.

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I have been doing intensive research into Gado Gado, which is served everywhere and a divine, mostly raw, delicious protein-packed meal.  It consists of a pile of raw veges, sometimes lightly steamed – cabbage, bean sprouts, green beans, tomatoes…..Then hunks of fried tempeh and tofu all covered with satay sauce.  ($2.50-$5 NZ)

Otherwise it is a whole lot of tropical fruit – watermelon, papaya, pineapple, fresh juices -mango being a favourite of the boys.

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It is the perfect temperature for me too, 25 degrees at night, about 30 in the day, boiling in the sun, but  plenty of shade, cool drinks, air con and water to swim in.  I love the night time culture.  Ollie is in heaven too.

It is dark at 6.30pm every night with shops and resturants  open until 11pm.  Getting food at the night market is a delight, pancakes which can be filled with chocolate, banana, peanuts, cheese – and a mixture of them all.

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This plate of vegetarian yumminess was only $1, so we ended up having 3!

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I have been enjoying massages at the in-house spa here, a very unusual experience for me and one I could get  used to.  Although massages are available everywhere it is luxury to wander just a few paces to an open air pavilion next to the pool and for less than $10 get a massage.  So far I have had a facial, a reflexology/foot massage, a Balinese full body massage and I am considering what to  celebrate with tonight, our last night….A foot masage and pedicure perhaps?

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Yep I went for the pedicure with flowers painted in my toenails.

Ollie had a back massage last night, a real treat for him as he is a very tactile person, touch is definitely his ‘love language’ and he often asks for a massage at home.

We had a big day out exploring, just the typical tourist trail but still a delight for us first-timers to Bali.  We saw a traditional theatre performance, amazing costumes  and masks with a full live gamelan orschestra.  We visited a silver factory and saw silver being melted down and shaped before visiting a couple of silver shops.

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A big highlight was the Monkey Sanctuary, near Ubud.  The boys had monkeys climbing up their legs looking for bananas which we fed them.  A gorgeous forest remnant, complete with a couple of temples, the monkeys roamed around, stealing water bottles, landing on people’s heads, looking cute and innocent  for photos before grabbing the bananas on offer and scooting up a tree.  Very cool.

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For lunch we sat with ringside seats for viewing Kintamani, one of Bali’s volcanoes.  Impressive lava flows from the last eruption, only 50 years ago….

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We visited a coffee plantation.  We really needed the absent coffee-drinkng members of our family, but after a tour of some cacao, nutmeg, coffee and other tropical trees we were treated to a range of different teas and coffees.   Ollie stepped up to the tourist mark and he sampled the ‘most expensive coffee in the world’ – Luwak.  This is made from cat poo…..literally!

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The little wildcat ,the Civet, eats the coffee beans and a couple of days later they pass through him, still whole and are collected and dried.  At this plantation they roasted their own beans in a wok over an open fire, and grind them in a large mortar.

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Charlie having a go at roasting coffee beans.

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Really interesting to see coffee growing and the whole process, even though I don’t partake myself.  And yes Ollie was still buzzing later that night……

Gunung Kawi is a huge old temple in the jungle, down many steps.  Large rock carvings are very innvocative of Indiana Jones.   Women go to the temple in the afternoons to make offerings, and here they were incredible.

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We crossed the river,  enjoyed the  peace of the jungle and the serenity of the rice paddies everywhere.  Rice is harvested three times a year, a huge amount of back breaking  work. As we drove  home through the gathering dusk there were two women sitting next to their families rice fields with a mini altar of offerings.

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They were praying for a good harvest, a good price and an easy time.

I think that is Bali for us. A good price and an easy time….

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It is an island that has offered us 1000 blessings which we have gratefully recieved.

Paris – better late than never

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(Ahhh…’weee-feee’ at last……)

Pairs, like a trip to Africa, has it’s “Big 5.”

Une: Sacre Coeur

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I even had my portrait sketched by an artist in Montemarte!  (Well it was a sketch of a young girl….)

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Deux:  Arc d’Triumph…..and here the view from the top down Champs Elysees

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Another view from L’arc…..

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We only window shopped…..

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Trois:  Oui, the Eiffel tower and yes we went to the top….bein sur!

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And from the top…..the wonderful weather we have enjoyed everywhere continued.

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Quarte: Notre Dame

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Cinq: La Louvre!  Oh boy it was magnificent…and we only cycled around the outside!

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The top 5 and then you add on other biggies…..Pompidou Centre, all the musee -Orsay, Rodin, les Jardin…..

The best thing we have done here is another cycle tour.  A few years I read an article about this Kiwi guy who had a company in Paris  and had filed it away especially for this trip.
For me there are many great things about a cycle tour.
A chance to hang out with other English speaking adults and have a laugh (we had two other Kiwis and 2 Americans  who were into homechooling, with us), this is really important for me.
Then there is the fact I can just sit back and follow, no decisions to make, no guide book to read, Marcel our guide just told us the stories and led us to fabulous places, nothing I had to do but enjoy it. Hearing a potted version of the French revolution on a bridge over the Seine while gazing at where the Bastille had been was priceless!
Riding around a city is such a superb way to see it.  Grand avenues, tiny alleyways, cobbled streets, private gardens, mini villages, Seine-side, food filled streets, bridges parks and the best ever – riding around The Louvre!  Yeeha!!  Such a huge and grandiose Palace.  That was ‘formidable!’  (En Francais).

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We visited Victor Hugo’s house….

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Even though we negotiated some major roads at times, riding along the Seine was fantastic!

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Tracking down the latest Parisian  graffitti artist who leaves a “pacman”….

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There are two bridges where couples buy a padlock, write their initials on it, lock it to the bridge and throw the key into the Seine. The bridges are totally loaded with padlocks of all shapes and sizes.

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There was a Japanese couple in their wedding clothes doing this, all very romantic until they threw the key and it landed on the roof of a passing boat!!  Not sure what this means….

My 4th form French has flowed surprisingly  well.  The kids were suitably impressed with me the first time I conversed and was understood.  The man at the local vege shop, where we have bought stuff for the third day in a row, greets us like old ‘amies’ and tonight congratulated me on my French!  The absolutely very best way to learn the lingo, be here and buy things!!

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Twice we  tried to visit The Catacombes, and twice we  failed.  They are very strict about the time they let the last people in to walk through the skeleton lined passages.  In fact it is the biggest queue we have encountered….and we were just third from the front when they cut us off. 😦

C’est la Vie!

The most peaceful place was La Pere Lachaise cemetery, yes Jim Morrison is buried here, but also Chopin, Oscar Wilde, Edith Piaf, Liszt…..The place is huge with tombs that range from public phone box size to mini cottages, very tranquil although Ollie got the creeps after a while….

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Huge family tombs.

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The leaves made it feel almost Autumnal….

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Jim Morrison’s underwhelming grave….and Oscar Wilde’s flamboyant nouveau angel-topped one!IMG_3941

I contained myself buying artwork, only a couple of prints after a visit to Musee d’Orsay – the Impressionist biggie…

Ollie is happy as we have seen all the scams.  There are warning signs aplenty about pickpockets. There are pamphlets about all the scams you will encounter.  We had heard a lot about these from other travellers, which naturally fascinated the boys more than just ‘another old church’…..  So very exciting, that they are just everywhere….The fake petition, the ring, the 3 cup swindle.  Oui!

Charlie’s Paris trip has been interesting.  He had reached his expiry with regards to old buildings, churches and his very worse “ just wandering around the place.”  So as a soundtrack to Paris and  our sightseeing he has been plugged into “Harry Potter” (all 7 books!) being read by Steve Fry.  Good old mp3!  I am wondering how he will remember Paris though.  Will the Eiffel Tower be forever linked with Cedric’s death?  Will he only remember Voldemort’s return when he sees a photo of us up the Arc d’Triumph?  Mmmmm….

Still he loved the cycle tour and kept up the very front as per usual, being very attentive and admired by all. (Mp3 free)
The Metro is so efficient and quick.  We have been buzzing around.
Parisians do seem exceptionally well dressed, stylish .  So many women wearing ‘real’ shoes, high heels. Perhaps this is just in contrast to us in our well scuffed Teva sandals and after 4 months of wearing the same stuff.  Charlie’s 2nd pair of sandals is dying….just got to get to Bali….

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Versaille was high on my list and I am so glad we spent a day out there.  Such a huge palace.  Such grand gardens.  Tres magnifique!

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MInd blowingly huge and opulent….

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We stayed for the fountain shows, dozens of different fountains, all very unique in it’s own  garden, each one designed beautifully.  Good to see and hear about some history on the other side of the channel, Marie Antionette et al.

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The grounds were spectacular (oops I can feel myself running out of adjectives….)

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We have been couch surfing in Paris.  Hosts here get inundated with requests as you can imagine.  So we were very grateful to Armelle for picking us out of all the others, especially as I have two kids and we wanted to stay for 5 nights.  She had a tiny apartment in the 12th   arrondissement (district) and worked such long hours – a self confessed perfectionist.  Also a great traveller and an artist in her spare time.  We managed some great conversations over a late supper  in her very good English and my careful, slow deliberate English.  As I described what we do about schooling she sat there frowning at me (as many have done before) I thought oh no…. Formal education is so very strict and so very important in Europe (no homeschooling in much of Western Europe).  She said how very different, how completely at the other end of the spectrum this sounded to French school.  Ten minutes later she touched me on the arm and said –

“What you were saying made me dream….”

I was touched.

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So Paris was bonne indeed.

 

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We spent 4 extra hours at the airport, as our flight was delayed, but we passed that playing with 2 youngsters whose mums were both French but had married Australians and lived there now.  Both had been ‘home’ for the summer  and now were flying solo back with their babies. Ollie had a ball with the 2yr old , well a balloon mostly….

Farewell London….Paris calling

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While in London for our last few days we are saying our goodbyes.
This involves a mixture of things.
1. Returning to old haunts like in front of the National Gallery in Tralfalgar Square to watch the street entertainers,

2. Doing things on our list that we hadn’t done yet – the Science Museum, National Portrait Gallery, Millenium bridge, the Churchill Museum and Cabinet War Rooms – they were fascinating.
My map in is tatters now so it must be time to find my crisp new Paris one….

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Charlie spent 3 hours on one thing at the Science Museum -The Machine.  It was comprised of tubes, pulleys, wheels, funnels and milions of tiny plastic baubles simulating sand.  Such committment and focus.  He was very happy and worked tirelessly with other boys as they came and went employing different stategies but always teamwork, communication, passion and so much pure physics!

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Anyone who has visited this “unschoolers paradise” ( as Ollie called it) will know how much there is to see and do.  Ollie and I got plenty of time (three hours to be exact) to play with all the other hands-on things in the same area….

3.  Actually saying goodbye face-to-face, ringing family, emailing, writing cards…..

4.  Feeling the nights closing in, very quickly and a cooler touch in the air.

5.  Posting a huge box home, full of souvenirs, clothes, books, gifts…..

So, here in photos our last hurrah,
The unashamed tourists that we are
Although off now on a cycle tour
There is a chance there’ll be no more
Photos, for when cycling in London
Clicking and riding can cause a conundrum…..

Charlie earning some more dog money. Another inspiring session on Wimbleon Broadway.

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Those poor boys will be quite happy if they never hear  those words again….”smile, boys…”

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Getting to be more of a grimace me thinks….

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The War cabinet Rooms were left as is when staff literally walked out in 1945 and  the doors were locked.  It wasn’t until the 1970’s they were rediscovered untouched and now you can see quite realistically what life was like for those who worked there….running the war alongside Churchill.

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Our third visist to Buckingham Palace.  But first time without the huge crowds, ie just the normal hundreds….

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The British Museum mummies….a got-to-see and I loved this little quote, especially when I saw the date…..

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And  a little taster of home amidst all the history and granduer….

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Last walk past St Pauls and over the Millenium bridge, where you could buy cups of freshly roasted sugary peanuts and buskers galore crowded the South Bank

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As Charlie has been saying
– What-ho Chaps,
–  Jolly good!
– Top notch and all that.
– Suuuuper
– Too-dal- pip old bean…..
But I think as I change our pounds to Euros I must look ahead and bid London “Au Revoir…”