Thursday, May 28, 2009

Sporty Sweden


Svana Gard (Swan farm)

We've spent the last few days in amazing Sweden with our friend Mikael. 
We were lucky enough to be able to visit his parent's property, Svana Gard, which is right on the 12th largest lake in Sweden (there are thousands).

 Sunset on the lake at around 9:30pm.

It is such a pristine, scenic and peaceful place. Mel ran around with the puppy dog, we walked around, sat in the sun at the lake, and when we got a little more adventurous later in the afternoon jumped into the brisk water. 

For Dave it has been a boy's own paradise with Mikael. The boys played tennis (8 sets in 2 days), a friendly soccer match (our team won 7-4 with the Aussie ring-in scoring one!), ping pong and Kubb (an ace Swedish game). Mel also found a local gym and joined it for a couple of days, mincing her poor leg muscles through a number of intense classes. 
Mel and Dave went to visit a canal just outside the town on Linköping which completely bisects the country from left to right. 

We timed it so we could see a boat moving up about 15 metres or so through a series of 3 locks. Really cool (actually it was literally really cold that morning!). We also visited the chocolate factory in a nearby town and stocked up on weird Swedish chocolate (some Plopp anyone?). 
Last night topped off our sporting couple of days with a visit to the local bowling club to watch the Champions League final . Loads of fun - thanks Mikael for being the perfect host and such a good sport.

Friday, May 22, 2009

And while all that sightseeing occurred

As Mel said in her last blog, Dave spent a few days with a friend in the unknown (outside Germany) town of Mönchengladbach. We took a day trip cycling along the Rhine river in Düsseldorf, had a barbie one night with friends and went for a walk or two. Just nice to be able to relax for a few days, meet some local people and cook something myself!


David doing his best 'Earl' impression next to Patricia at the Rhine.





Curently we are in Bremen, Germany visiting another friend for a few days, and then Sweden awaits. Thanks Susanne and Patricia for your kind hostessing! In the backyard at Susanne´s parents house in Bremen.

Mel Mel does Berlin


Mel Mel at Schloss Charlottenburg.

This post is just from my point of view. I spent a few days in Berlin alone whilst Dave visited a friend of his on the other side of the country. As this is my first time in continental Europe, I thought I would show what I have been up to.

Berlin was a bit of a revelation to me. I didn´t really know what to expect and I wans´t even sure that I would like it that much. Happily, when I arrived and found my hostel (after some minor U-Bahn and S-Bahn confusion), I was transported into a very cool world with a lot to see.

Before we make it there though, I would like to make one comment about my adventures in Salzburg. For those who know me well, you´ll understand that no trip to Salzburg would be complete without going on a Sound of Music tour. And so I did. I did not make Dave come with me though, which surely has to earn me some points in the good girlfriend book! I have attached a photo of me outside surely the most important stop - the Gazebo! This is where the song Í am Sixteen´was filmed and Liesl ran around on top of the seats. I think you can probably see from my expression that I am pretty excited to be there.

Okay, back to Berlin. I stayed in a cosy little place called ´David´s Cosy Little Backpacker Hostel´- seriously. It was perfect for my needs though as they didn´t take any groups larger than three people, and it was in a really quiet little street, as shown in my photo below. The only truly disturbing thing was that although you needed two keys to enter through the three outside doors (two into the courtyard and then one into the actual building), once you were in the hostel, you couldn´t lock your room dooor. I was a bit freaked out by this, even more so when I was awoken one morning by a hostel worker knocking on the bedroom door next to me, calling out, ´Sir. Sir! Are you in there? The police have been calling and you´re late for your appointment this morning.´ Not the most comforting of things to hear!!


None the less, nothing bad happened to me, and David himself was a really lovely guy. The location is excellent and the rooms are really comfy. I only have positive things to say (mainly!) about the hostel, so I was happy I chose that one out of the millions which are available in Berlin.

The majority of my time in Berlin was spent walking - for hours. With the sun not setting until about 10pm it is easy to become lost in the sights of Berlin. As someone who had only limited time, I found this fantastic! My feet, however, were less impressed with my excess pedestrian action and showed their displeasure via several excrutiatingly large blisters. I persevered, though, and the following piccies are of my sightseeing days.

Berlin has an amazing amount of history, which I found out about during my walking tour. One rather amusing story that was relayed to me was about the TV tower. During the time that Berlin was split in two, the powers that be on the Eastern side wanted to show that they had just as much technological prowess as the Western side. So they decided to build a television tower to show just how fantastic they were. Unfortunately for them, they didn´t know how to do it, so they had to get the Swedes in to design it for them.

The man who commissioned the tower was a Communist and also an atheist. Before the tower was built, he had spent a long time removing all the crosses from churches throughout Berlin to get rid of any religious symbolism. Sadly, when the tower was completed he realised that when the sun shone on it a giant cross was created that could not be removed. Sucked in, I say!!

I walked down Friederichstrasse, which was known as the Cabaret Mile. There were more than 120 cabaret clubs there at one stage, including the Kit Kat Club (´Life is a cabaret old chum...). Marlena Dietrich was also discovered there, performing in one of the cabarets. Cool!

I visited the Jewish Museum as well as the monument for murdered Jews. They were incredibly touching places, especially the museum. The architectural and artistic design of the museum is extremely effective in conveying a sense of loss and emptiness. The design of the museum is zigzag and in the lower section there are three axes - the Axis of the Holocaust, the Axis of Exile and the Axis of Continuity. In lots of spaces around the building there are intentional voids - large areas which have been left empty and without light or heating - to convey the missing Jewish people who were killed during World War Two.

By far the best example of the design was in the Garden of Exile. It is a large, rectangular area with enormous blocks which tower into the sky. Althoguh the space is an exact rectangle, the ground is uneven, and so in walking through it you are completely disoriented. It actually creates a feeling of physical sickness and discomfort, especially when you get out of it. The idea is that this is how exiled people feel when they are forced to leave their country and begin again somewhere foreign. This design is very similar to the memorial for murdered Jews, which is in the picture below.


I must say though, that this memorial has nowhere near the emotional and physical impact that the Garden of Exile has. Sadly for the group who commissioned the memorial, it has not been very successful. The location where they built it ended up being on top of Goebel´s bunker, which they didn´t realise until more than half way through the building process. They also realised at the end that it is a ´poorer copy´(not my words, but my sentiments) of the Garden of Exile. It is a great shame that something which is so important has ended up being such a great disappointment.

No trip to Berlin would be complete without a trip to the remainder of the Berlin Wall. I was lucky when I was there, because some areas near the Brandenburg Gate had been closed down to set up for a celebration on the weekend, and I was able to take some pictures of the line that the wall followed down the street. I didn´t know many of the stories of escape over the wall prior to going to Berlin and I did hear a good one. A man who worked in the Ministry building next to the wall as a cleaner took his wife and child up to the top and hid inside over a weekend. On the Saturday night they threw a big wire flyingfox line (or whatever!) across to friends waiting on the Western side and then slid down the line over the wall. No one found out until the Monday when they noticed the dirty big wire coming down from the building. Needless to say, security was tightened after that!


I visited Bebelplatz, which is where the Nazi´s burned 20, 000 books. There is a great memorial there, which is just a white room. On all four walls are empty bookcases, to remind us of all the books that the Nazi´s destroyed. Luckily for us, all of the books that they burned are still able to be found somewhere else today, so they didn´t accomplish their goal. There is a big plaque in front of it with a quote from someone who lived through the Spanish Inquisition which says something along the lines of ít is impossible to burn a book, as the knowledge cannot be lost´. A great sentiment. Sad, though, that humans seem to be making the same mistakes over and over again.


Just two more memories, for those of you who have persevered all the way to this point! The absolute best museum for anyone going to Berlin is the Pergamon Museum. Located on Museum Island, it contains ancient architecture which has been recovered by archaeologists and reconstructed inside the museum. When you walk in the first thing you see are the front steps of the Altar of Pergamon. It is just enormous - easily 30 metres across and taking up the entire wall. It is only about a third of the entire structure and is made of marble. Around the walls they have the bits of the reliefs that they were able to find, which depict a great battle between the gods and the giants. The gods won, for anyone who is interested. There are fantastic scenes of Zeus getting ready to throw his thunderbolts and Nike and Athena slaughtering various giants. Not all of the pieces are there, and some that are loook pretty weatherbeaten, as you can imagine. Still - it is a sight to be seen.


Other rooms contain Roman, Mesopotopian and Islamic structures and facades. I was absolutely fascinated and had I more time, I could have easily spent hours wandering through. Just the sheer size of the structures is enough to make your jaw drop.

Finally, the Reichstag. I am telling you now, Canberra has some serious catching up to do in terms of impressive parliament buildings. This thing is massive, and can be seen from several different locations in the city. It is not only the size that impresses, or the age, but the atmosphere which surrounds it. There is a feeling of solemnity which makes me feel that perhaps somewhere inside, people are making important decisions which will affect many people. It has only been in the last few years that the German parliament has returned to the Reichstag and I hope that the awe-inspiring architecture will help them to make lots of good decisions for their people.

I am going to leave you with some pictures of the other places I went. I had to buy a new camera before I left, because my old one broke in the car park at Sydney International Airport. I have been able to experiment a bit more, and the resolution is a lot better, so here are some of my better pics for your viewing enjoyment.


Brandenburg Tor at sunset.



The Museum of Communication.

A pretty church. The other side is on the Lustgarten on Museum Island.

The back gardens at Schloss Charlottenburg.

The Photo One

Now that we have access to a decent computer we will take the opportunity to post some photos from the last week or so.

The Big Buddha of Phuket - visible from nearly everywhere on the island.

The copper version of Michelangelo's David. And some chump. In Florence.

Mel provides some much needed support for the Leaning Tower of Pisa.


Loving icecream (a little bit too much) in Venice.

A typical view of Venice from one of the bridges.

The view from our Salzburg B&B with the glorious Austrian Alps in the background.

Beerlicious.
Traunstein, Bavaria, Germany. Thanks Andi.


The entrance to Dachau concentration camp outside Munich.
Translation - 'Work Makes Free'.

Saturday, May 16, 2009

What a difference a week makes. We are currently in Munich, and have already visited Florence, Pisa, Venice, Salzburg and Traunstein. The travel has been very hetic, but we've certainly enjoyed our first class tickets on the train system. A big difference from sitting around on the beach for a week!

Yesterday we toured around Salzburg, which is a beautiful city, ringed by the Austrian Alps. We strolled around the old town, ate apple strudel at the river, Mel went on a Sound of Music tour while Dave climbed a nearby hillside and found a mountaintop beer garden. We met a friend, Andi, a German from across the border. He took us to his hometown in the evening, where we drank massive 1 litre beers and ate pretzels with over a thousand Bavarians, many in traditional dress (yes, lederhosen), and singing traditional German songs. Terrific!

Today we visited the Dachau concentration camp outside Munich. Quite a sobering experience, with thousands brutalised and murdered. 'Never again' was the simple message at the memorial. They have retained the sign on the entrance door to the camp which says 'Arbeit machts frei' or 'Work makes free'. It felt a bit trite to walk in and out of the place knowing that when prisoners were taken there, unless they were released, not one single person escaped from the camp in it's 13 year history (unless suicide by electrified fence or being shot by the guards counts as 'escape').

We had a great time in Italy earlier in the week. We spent three days in Florence, which was amazing. I think that it is Mel`s favourite place so far. The accomodation at the camping ground was okay (in tents), but the view was absolutely stunning. We were next to the Piazzale Michelangeolio (sp?), which is where the copper statue of Michelangelo's David is. Our view was of the city of Florence, including the Duomo. Just as beautiful in the middle of the night as it was in the middle of the day.

Venice was an interesting but busy day. We walked for four or five hours, getting lost in the mazy streets alongside the canals.

In Florence we saw first hand how the police approach the problem of fake goods sellers. As we waited in line for the Uffizi Gallery we had the opportunity to watch a shifty looking dude with a large cloth bag full of fake designer handbags slung over his back wander around. Every fifteen minutes or so he would change position on the street so that he wouldn't be found by the police. There were lots of dodgy guys like him selling rip off merchandise, always on the lookout for the fuzz. After 20 minutes a couple of Florence's finest wandered past and watching all the dodgy dudes run was great. The police, however, didn't quite manage to even make it to a trot, but it seemed to have the same effect.

We're off on other adventures in Germany over the next week.

More photos to come.

Thursday, May 7, 2009

Monkey Business





A God statue on Karon beach - near where we're staying at the moment.




Week three in Thailand and we have had some exciting times. Well, I suppose for readers of this blog, not all of them will thrill, but we got a kick out of them.

The Cat. For those of you who know Dave and Mel well, you will be aware of our devotion to the humble kitty. Happily, there are many kitties running around Thailand and most are friendly.





Our first encounter with a group of kitties was in our favourite restaurant in Khao Lak - DTime. There was a group of about 4 white kittens who were happy to come for a cuddle, climb the nearest tree or steal your chair (with you in it), while you ate your dinner. Thank you kitties, for your cute amusement.



The next kitty is the one in the photo above. This little feller joined us for dinner at our resort in Khao Lak one evening. He was a bundle of vocal affection and as you can see, Dave was the favoured person. When our mashed potatos came out covered in bacon (grrr), it was this little champion who bravely ate the dirty meaty bits for us. We salute you Khao Lak Kitty!

Our final kitty adventure was by far the most annoying. On our first morning at the Centara Villas in Karon Beach we had a furry companion in the restaurant who was determined to let everyone know he was there. Loudly, up a tree on some lattice-work in the ceiling, present at breakfast. Finally a brave waiter climbed up a ladder and 'rescued' the miaowing, biting and scratching feline. A memorable, but less attractive kitty memory.


Mel at dinner on the beach at Khao Lak.







And so on to Karon Beach. We are enjoying our time in Karon as it is slightly larger than the two other beaches we've stayed at. Less crazy than Patong, it still offers some nightlife and shopping, so there is plenty to do.

We made a foray into the exciting world of white water rafting the other day - cool. Dave and Mel were 'lucky' enough to make it into the raft with the craziest guide going. He made his entry to our vessel by jumping off a nearby bridge into the river and then climbing into our raft. Interesting. He incited his new crew members to spend the entire 5 km journey attacking other rafts by ramming them and splashing (somehow this particular word does not quite convey the violence that the water found its way into other rafts) other people.

Overall, really cool.



A beautiful Thai temple that we saw.





Finally, the title. We stopped at the Monkey Cave on the way to the rafting and met some cute and less cute critters. There were monkeys everywhere, and the call of "Banana monkey welcome!!!" was enough to drive Dave and Mel to insanity.


Anyway, we have posted a piccie of a monkey we saw. Unfortunately for him, seconds after this photo was taken he somehow managed to fall about 4 metres to the ground off his perch and landed with the most disturbing 'splat' either of us had ever heard. He seemed okay though and lived to eat another banana.





The cutest monkey was the one who slid on his back down a corrugated iron roof. It seems that fun can be found anywhere, especially if you're a monkey.

Monday, May 4, 2009

Where is the Buddhist love?

Sometimes finding vegetarian fare is hard. After avoiding one restaurant last night due to the lack of vego options, we went into another one with just a few more choices. We ordered chips and three salads, the only three on the list of 10 without meat in the ingredients. We were negligent vegetarians in that we didn't specifically ask, but still we were a bit irritated when they came out all filthified with prawns, tuna and scallops. And one was the garden salad. What kind of garden do these people have!?
So we ate our chips and went back to our room for a potato cup-a-soup which kicked arse.
There are only about 5 types of stores here. Tailors, massage places, rip off clothes and electronics stores, souvineer stores and tour operators. The tailors are the worst for sure (we avoided one area of our first resort for the entire week because the store owner kept asking us to come into his store). We were walking in the evening this week and went past a massage joint. The 5 or 6 women sitting around out the front all chorused 'massage' as we went past. We have resisted and not bought a tailored suit so far....