Beijing

We arrived in Beijing having flown 13 hours straight from Newark, NJ. The airport is new with an impressive curved roof, high strut ceilings and granite marble floors. It is spotless. We are met by our tour guide. Tina, who speaks good English (we are on a 14 day tour conducted by Sinorama Holidays of Canada, at a bargain price - later I hear it is subsidized by the Chinese government to encourage tourism!). I change money at the airport; the ATM swallows my credit card, but I get it back from the bank with a minimum of fuss. We drive to the hotel of a 6 lane highway, bordered with flowering shrubs and green grass. Dinner, as is most dinners, is buffet with numerous Chinese dishes (none to spicy) and I eat a ton (I weigh myself in at 80Kg). Our group consists of 7 Chinese Canadians, 2 Canadian Canadians, 2 Vietnamese Canadians and us, 2 Indian Americans - quite a motley collection.

Our first day takes us to a huge 'Temple of Heaven' complex, built by the Ming dynasty in the 15th century, devoted to the spiritual pursuits of only the Emperor and his entourage. Heaven is the Ying of the Earth's Yang. The Chinese seemed quite obsessed with the concept of Heaven, which appears to be a condition of being in harmony with all natural, spiritual and human elements. The temples have an ascending succession of spheres, ending in a spire and are very graceful. We pose and take a photo on the Heavenly Center Stone. The site is beautifully laid out with all trees over 500 years marked in red - these include many junipers and cypresses. On to a cycle rickshaw tour of old Beijing and then to the 'Forbidden City' - a most impressive collection of building, only for the Emperor (all others were forbidden entry) and his entourage which included his concubines, (Zhudi the 3rd emperor is said to have had 3000, give or take a few) and his eunuchs (so his concubines could be safe). Beautiful large building, with colored tiles in yellow and red and dragon carved eaves (the number of dragons denoting the importance of the inhabitant). All the building were constructed in wood, without nails, using only joints and have names like 'Hall of Preserved Harmony' or 'Heavenly Hall' with Blue being the most important color as it represented Heaven, followed by Yellow, Red and Green. The forbidden city has 9999 1/2 rooms as Heaven has 10,000. The forbidden city opens out into Tianamen square a huge opening dominated by a mausoleum of Mao. Large numbers of Chinese and foreigners walk about in the square and one becomes aware of the population of China. One curious phenomenon is the Chinese fascination with 'long nose' persons (Caucasians) and I am asked several time to pose with young Chinese men and women, for photos with them. I am also propositioned by a young Chinese lady - ah to be young again!

Our third day takes us to the absolutely amazing Great Wall of China - at Badling (seven hills), built from 500 AD on. I climb a little and then just sit and look at this huge edifice, stretching miles in every direction, along steep hills and down dales and wonder and how its building was sustained for over 600 years. We visit the Ming tombs, but I have seen so much already that I am saturated. We also visit a Jade factory - jade being the favorite precious stone of the Chinese as it is very hard, comes in a variety of colors and is available in China. Ellen buys a bracelet and I buy a small Pixiu - a mythical dragon and lion - a symbol of good luck. On our way back we stop off at the Olympic site and see the Bird's Nest main pavilion and the Water Cube aquatic stadium - both very impressive. Dinner is Peiping Duck, a 7 day force fed duck, roasted and eaten in a tortia with duck sauce. Delicious and crispy without the trace of a fatty taste

Our last day have us visiting the Summer palace - residence of the Dragon Empress, a concubine that produced a favorite son and was regent for half a century - built around a huge ornamental lake. Very peaceful and protected by the Chinese version of a unicorn that prevented floods. We visit a pearl factory and then its off to the airport for a domestic flight to Chunking (pronounced ChinChoon) the embarkation point for a 3 day cruise down the Yangzte river. But that and the rest of our Chinese trip in the next blog

CHINA Overview

Sept 18th in Hong Kong - I have not had any time to blog during our China trip and now in Hong Kong I have some free time.


China is frightening - it is so dynamic, so purposeful, so efficient - that I think it is inevitable it will take over the world economically and dictate to the world how to live. Anyone under 40 had better beware and be prepared (hint - learn Mandarin). When I think about the way the Western world operates - its pace; its priorities; its attitudes - I cannot imagine how it can withstand the Chinese juggernaut. The only possible escape from this fate, a fanciful thought, is that the Chinese become like the West - work less, spend more, become wasteful and self indulgent. I do not think this will happen in the near future. In China everything seems to work. In our 2 week trip, we travelled by car, bus, plane, ship and rickshaw; we checked in and out of numerous hotels; we ate at many different types of restaurants; we visited innumerable sites, we rambled about many markets and we toured many cities - both large and small. In all these activities, I cannot think of significant examples of inefficiency, neglect, or bureaucratic high handedness/stupidity. Perhaps because we were tourists we did not get to see the real China, but I think what we saw quite a bit of the real China and it was formidable.


Some overall highlights:
The national bird of China is the crane - not the one with a beak and wings, but a power operated cantilever, high above a construction site. There were literally thousand to them, in every city and all over the country side; building high rise apartment and office complexes; building high speed rail lines, monorails, six lane highways and bridges. It was a staggering sight to see the magnitude of work being done on the infrastructure. As we flew into Beijing I noticed that the terminal had about 20 stalls and only a few of them had planes in them. My immediate reaction was that this was a waste of capacity, to be seemingly confirmed by an very sparsely used airport. Sometime along our trip I got it - China is building not for today's needs but for the future (and to cover overloads), so it will not have to continuously patch its existing infrastructure or rebuild every decade!

China is clean and its people keep it so. Everywhere there are waste bins and persons sweeping public areas. Even small towns appeared to have sewage. There is an abundance of water. No one litters. And this condition applies to their toilets too. We toured the old city of Shanghai where there must have been thousands of tourists and locals and we visited the toilets and found them spotless!

Language is a problem and communicating is a problem; but the general person in the street/shop/restaurant is helpful and patient. I did not see much evidence of any form of worship or religion - churches, pagodas, temples were few and far between. There is an easy intermingling of the sexes and everywhere men/women seem to associate casually and romantically. The Chinese are generally slim, well dressed and on the move. The women were very attractive in their above the knee dresses, showing off well formed legs. Men were also well built. Children were so attractive - a chinese baby is irresistible. China still has the one child restriction (with some exceptions) and it is enforced, so one senses there are some heavy control elements in its society. I was informed that men were preferred to women, but I saw no evidence of that in any of the sites or areas we visited. Lastly I saw many instances, particularly among seniors, where an attempt was being made to be in harmony with nature - tai chi, park dancing, playing and scoping a ball etc.

Two aspects of Chinese culture bothered me: they are loud and they are aggressive in getting around (we were quite often pushed out of the way) and this includes their road manners which were scary at times

Next blog will detail our activities starting with Beijing

On the Road again Sept 2010

Here we are again in Sept 2010 and we are ready to travel,again, around the world - this time from West to East.

We fly directly from NY to Beijing for a two week tour of China; then on to Hong Kong where we will meet our dear friend Phyllis Jones and her son Chris and his family; on to Perth, Australia - the main reason for our trip - to participate in the 8th International Anglo-Indian reunion.

I am addressing technical groups in Hong Kong and Perth. At Perth, I also get to present 'Anglo-Indian Poverty' about our CTR charity's work with the less fortunate in India and our publishing efforts on preserving Anglo-Indian culture for posterity (we will launch CTR's 6th book Women of Anglo-India. Tales and Memoirs )

On to Singapore to be with Ritu and Anil Mehrotra and to present a technical paper and then to Kolkata to meet up again with Phyllis Jones and check out the working of our charity CTR. Finally to Manchester via London, where our son, Julian, is getting married to Julie Brown, in the Ribble Valley, north of Manchester on Oct 23rd (seen here with our grandniece Olivia Rose and grandnephew Oscar)

We will, inshah allah, erect, stooped or limping, fly back to the USA on the 25th Oct. So follow us as we see places, meet many friends, do a few presentations and above all have fun.

Here we are late last year, doing a little jiving

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The world of security has gone absolutely mad (read absolutely stupid)

January 5th
Back home on the 30th after a harrowing trip back to the US and had to allow sufficient time to chill. We came through Montreal, Canada, and so were subjected to British security in London, Canadian security in Montreal and US security in Montreal. I wish I could say something kind about any of them, but they all adopted equally stupid processes, with the English and Canadians blaming the USA for confusing, conflicting and ever changing directives. If you travel internationally, be prepared for long delays and the huge frustration in being checked and rechecked, questioned and re questioned. We must have been checked three or four times by each country's security agency. One of the definitions of madness is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting a different result! Well that describes the present state of our airport security. As I mentioned in my last blog the solution is to pre-screen every traveler, have a straightforward process for the majority of us who have a long record of normality and a stringent process for anyone with a dubious record or no record. But such an approach may be too simple (or politically incorrect) and I suspect the millions of us ordinary people will continue to be subjected to the 'intelligence' of 'airport security'. Nuff said
It is nice to be back in the US of A. - we take for granted our comfortable and convenient lifestyle, until we go elsewhere. We are back and settling down after a wonderful holiday. Lots to do. Year end taxes and financial updates. Must look through all the rubbish collected over the last year and try and get rid of some of it. Have started strength building resistance training (must get that additional 20 yards!). Got to get Ellen a good cognitive therapist. And this year we plan to go to Australia for the International AI reunion (and CTR reviews), so much preparation there. Life is too interesting and fulfilling to be lived anything but to the hilt.
Carpe diem

So this is Christmas

Dec 25th. We attended mass at the local church from 10.00 to 11.30, where some lovely corals were sung and a nice homily was delivered by the pastor, who reminded us that 'a bad day was a good day in disguise' (Christopher Reeve). On we went to the Halfacres (our nephew and niece) for distribution of gifts and dinner. There were so many gifts, that it took us over an hour to distribute and appreciate them - both the recipient and the giver enjoyed this activity. Remember we have one grandniece (Olivia Rose 12) and three grandnephews (Harvey, Oscar and Joseph - triplets 10, so there was much excitement- the essence of Christmas is children and from them, an experience of pure love and pristine happiness. Then children grow up and become teenagers and adults and their sense of wonderment and joy is replaced with judgment and cynicism. Too bad, but that seems to be the way of life.
We also had our son Julian and his girlfriend Julie which made the party complete. After many a wee dram and many a tot, we had lunch, prepared by Julie Halfacre, our niece. Here we are at Chez Halfacre's where we had a traditional English Christmas dinner. After dinner we had a quiz on soccer, Coronation street (a British soap) and English politics - my contribution was nil ! Finally around 7.00pm we wound our way back to Squirrel's Nook after a wonderful Christmas. I write this sipping mulled wine and feeling that 'all's right with the world'
Dec 27th. Today we attended the famous 'after Christmas sales'. One has to be strong and fit to participate, let alone benefit from these sales, as there are hundreds of persons, all very seriously trying to find a bargain. The stereotype of a very polite Britisher was exploded; although to be fair, there were as many east Europeans, Indians, Arabs and islanders as there were British. Really not much to buy - London and Europe are very expensive as compared to the US and the variety is limited. We end up buying a few odds and ends and quite a lot of interesting combinations of biscuits (cookies) and chocolates (candy) - condiments are probably the best buy in the UK (excluding the beer and single malt, of course)
We travel home day after tomorrow and just yesterday some Nigerian tried to blow himself up in a plane bound for the US, so the airlines and national security have already stipulated more detailed checks of international passengers. More suffering with questionable results. In the hysteria over providing more security, we are failing to improve security and are just spending a lot of time and money on sophisticated devices. We must adopt an ABC approach and identify a small number of 'A' terrorists and would be terrorists, track them relentlessly and only do random checks on everyone else. Obviously I am hallucinating in thinking anything like this can be observed. Enough - next blog in the US of A

More snow and gridlock

Tuesday 22nd
Yesterday 21st we went out with friends to a local pub for food and a few beers. While there, it began to snow and over the next hour we had a couple of inches. This was enough to bring the entire road, rail and air systems to almost complete stop. It took us over an hour to travel a couple of miles - with gridlock at every roundabout. Then after meeting other friends at the local mall, we tried to take a bus back home to Purley at 7.00pm, and waited for over half an hour in vain, only to be rescued by my bro-in-law who drove down to pick us up (either the buses were stopped or they were all stuck somewhere). This morning's Daily Mail (for one) had 3 inch headlines, "WHY CAN'T WE LEARN TO COPE IN SNOW?" Ah well!
We are out again this evening (you think we would have learned our lesson by now) this time for Vietnamese food in Clapham Jn with Paul and Etsuko Mongomery
Today 23rd we went to a pub in Epson Downs and celebrated my sis-in-law's birthday - see what a big gang we were

Its snow in London

We arrived here on Tuesday 15th night and on Wednesday morning it began to flurry and everything came to a sort of halt. Of course by midday it had cleared. We went into London on Thursday, and, after lunch at M&S with Hazel and Helen, walked down Oxford Street and Regent Street looking at the window decor and the street decorations. Quite festive. We ended up at Trafalgar Square where we heard carols in freezing temperatures. After an hour, we quit and came back to Croydon where we had dinner with Nigella and Brian Kennedy at 'Tiger Tiger' a pub with very, loud music and a curry special - a curry and a drink for £4.99. I had a Madras curry and several lagers - Kronenberg followed by Stella's - beer in the UK is robust, unlike our watery US beers. Then on Friday it really snowed -two to three inches - and everything really came to a halt. Here is what 'Squirrels Nook', the quaint cottage where my in laws live, looks like. We cancelled our program to go into town and hung out at home the whole day, so I got caught up with this blog. Our niece and godchildren came over and hung out for a while and enjoyed them. Tomorrow its carols at St Paul's cathedral and I am looking forward to that.
Sunday 23rd. Attending the family service carols service at St Paul's cathedral was a wonderful experience. St Pauls holds over 2000 persons, we went early and were among the first in, so we had a place very close to the choir, under the dome's massive cupola. I was in awe of the grandeur of the size, the stonework and the painted ceiling. St Pauls was designed by Sir Christopher Wren in the mid 1800's, but service at the site has been going on since AD 604 (per the cathedral's brochure). The choir was Cantate - young men and women - the only choir to win a gold medal at the World Choir games in 2008. The conductor was Michael Kibblewhite, one of the UK's best known choral directors. With this ensemble the singing was exquisite. But enthralled as I was with the music, I was even more impressed with the service, where the dean asked the audience not to quieten their children, because God was a little child and he proceeded to hold a little child above his head and asked all parents who had little children to do the same. He then asked the audience to observe a few moments of silence and listen to the 'sounds of the children'. It was magical; silence punctuated only by children's cries, and calls and murmurs.
Today we went to a local church for a children's Christmas celebration - another wonderful fulfilling experience. Over 50 children, including our grandniece and three grandnephews, participated in singing Christmas carols, reading appropriate passages from the bible and enacting the Christmas story. Another exquisite, soul uplifting experience. Christmas seems to be quintessentially English, and they seem to celebrate it so uniquely, with such a pronounced focus on children