Tuesday, April 29, 2014

Israel

We took extended tours in Israel the last two days. Much of the 12+ hours per day were spent driving through the countryside, including two trips into the west bank territories.

My biggest overall impressions are the variety of geography and the harsh west bank dividing line.

Note: My memory is poor and I have not had time to fact-check some things in this post, having entered them from memory of our guide's descriptions.

DAY ONE-HAIFA TO MASSADA

There is much more farmland in this part of Israel than I thought there would be. Large areas east if Haifa are flat, fertile and sufficiently watered to grow crops of grain, hay, vegetables and similar crops, plus many fish farms. As we turned south near the Jordanian border, the crops turned to date palm groves, and further east in the Jordan river valley were large covered gardens. When we reached the dead sea heading south farming played out except for a few smaller gardens and groves. We crossed into west bank territories through checkpoints, and reached the Masada, a large fort constructed in the first century bce on an isolated island-like plateau rising 1500+ feet from the dead sea, whose surface is itself around 1400 feet below global average sea level, making the fort only 100-200 feet above sea level.

The trip of 900 vertical feet to the fort on top was accomplished via cable car, but the "snake path" foot trail was also in use by tourists with the time, energy and heat tolerance to undertake it. The climb appears to be about the difficulty of the Cathedral ledge road in NH, but far more scenic.

The fort area's most notable resident was king Herod, as documented by Josephus Flavius in the first century, ce. He built a palace that is mostly in ruins now, and used it as a seasonal retreat. Later in the first century ce (66) a group of jews rebelling against Roman rule took over the fort until the Romans finally won it back via a siege, which ended with the mass suicide of the 900 or so Jews left there, vowing not to become Roman slaves.

That's a thumbnail. Go Google it for more info. Like most world heritage sites, it is crowded and with large tours you miss much. But a fascinating visit anyway.

After the fort we had lunch at a hotel on the dead sea, and donned our swim ware to experience floating in water saturated (33%) with salts, whose density (1.24 g/cm3 versus 1.03 for normal sea water) made floating easy and weird at the same time. Floating upright, people appeared the be standing on the bottom so much of their bodies were above water level.

The rest of the day was spent returning to the Haifa port.

DAY TWO-JERUSALEM-WEST BANK

Yesterday we drove a coastal route from Haifa south, then inland on the famed route 443 to Jerusalem, where we mainly toured the old city on foot, then stopped at some overviews.

Driving inland east towards Jerusalem on RT443 we reached a west bank checkpoint, mainly checking vehicles on their way out of the west bank into Israel to screen for Palestinians and their weaponry, as I understand it anyway. From the check point on the road was lined with walls topped with razor wire and had periodic guard towers. Welcome to the division between Israel and Palestine, which goes back to before Israel was a state, and was only annexed from Jordan after a short war in 1967. At some point the wall stopped, since we didn't see it after entering Jerusalem.

Since Palestinians can't freely use the road, their economy is stunted and unemployment is high (20%) according to some people. But in some sense the presence of radical Islamic people in the west bank makes an open access road impossible politically and from a security perspective. It seems like this cycle can only be broken when Palestinians crack down on the behavior of these people with emphasis, with a zero tolerance policy and statements to match.

I think this will be difficult given human nature and the chronic human mental defect that produces organized religion which is fertile ground for radicalism to take root, be nurtured, and express itself in acts that ironically are both supported and rejected at the same time by their cherry-picked literature.

We visited many of the old city religious tourist spots like the  the Church of the Holy Sepulchre, also called the Basilica of the Holy Sepulchre, or the Church of the Resurrection, which was constructed under direction from Rome at the time when they adopted Christianity. They claimed that the church housed the rock where the cross Jesus was crucified stood (but when I looked there seemed to be no hole where such a cross could be placed), the flat stone where his body was prepared for burial, and a small chapel representing his tomb. Devotees were paying homage to all these spots during our visit, by singing, kissing and praying.

After leaving the church, we walked a path Jesus was said to have walked, and stopped along the way at spots called "stations of the cross", where is was said Jesus touched the wall when carrying the cross, and where Simon of Cyrene took up the burden when Jesus could no longer carry it.

We wound up at the western wall of the temple mount, the remaining structure from the second destruction around 66 ce. This is the wall you definitely want to be seen and photographed kissing and praying to if you have political ambitions.

Sunday, April 27, 2014

The Suez Canal transit

The Suez is a sea-level canal dug through Egypt gusing slave labor by France under the supervision of Ferdinand de Lesseps and opened in in 1869. No locks meant a free flow of water between the Med and Red Sea, a height difference of around 4 feet, depending on the season. The first surveys indicated a difference of 33 feet, which discouraged the undertaking for years.

As a sea-level canal it is less interesting as an engineeriinng feat than canals such as the Panama, with barriers such as disease, mountains and jungles and the Main, crossing the European Continental Divide with 100 foot locks.

The passage through took 10 hours, starting at 6 AM, as the fifth ship in a north-bound convoy of 25 ships. Most of the canal is one way. One north-bound and two south-bound convoys each day are timed to reach the two passing lanes on the canal at around the same time. The north-bound convoy does not stop, but the others do.

Beautiful day, with temperatures in the 60-70s made being outside delightful. But, the passage was a little dull, with mainly desert on both sides.

We are now enroute to Haifa, Israel for a few days exploration.

Friday, April 25, 2014

Aqaba, Jordan, Petra and Wadi Rum

,We had a long day yesterday, leaving at 7:15 AM and driving to Petra and Wadi (valley) Rum. We last visited  Petra several years ago right after the Arab spring. Petra is an ancient city featuring burial caves and temples carved out of the sandstone cliffs. The entrance is a slot canyon or siq, where the carvings start, and gradually widens to an open area that eventually leads, after an uphill climb with hundreds of steps, to a final building carved into the cliff high over Petra, called "the Monestary" (but actually a temple of some sort.)

In our first stop at Petra a full day meant a tight schedule, and although Judy made it to the top and caught a glimpse and photo of the Monestary, I was feeling very weak, likely the result of some bad food the day before, and stopped maybe 5 minutes from the top with time expiring to get back to meet our ride. With heat, foot traffic like unlike our first trip, where we had a full day to explore, we made an exhausting trek back to the lunch spot and after a quick lunch, boarded the bus for Wadi Rum.

Wadi Rum is in a UNESCO World Heritage site and preserve just northeast of Aqaba, in a landscape of enormous sandstone mountains rising from a flat desert. Rum is only one of many wadis in this area, and is a mecca for climbers with towering vertical-walled cliffs like a multitude of Half-domes. Google it.

We were transported across a wide section of desert in pickup trucks seating 6 in the bed and 1-3 in the cabin. I chose to ride in the cabin as we bounced our way to first a viewpoint, then to a Bedouin camp for dinner, and Bedouin music  and dance featuring a bagpipe(!)

As we drove across the desert our driver pointed out a camp where the King, Abdullah II, often helicoptered in for a Bedouin feast. Seeing three busses enter that area he said a visit was likely that night. Sure enough two helicopters appeared as we ate dinner in our camp. I can't say if the president was in one, but it seemed likely.

We arrived back in Aqaba around 8:30 PM.

Tuesday, April 22, 2014

Fun fact : 8233 nautical miles

That's the total distance covered by ship during cruise from Bangkok to Rome. About 9468 statute miles.

Monday, April 21, 2014

A Real Photo Blog

One of our fellow passengers, Hunt Harris, is a superb photographer. He has a website and blog that puts most others, including this one, to shame. The photos of this and many other trips he has taken are too beautiful to describe, so go look at http://www.world-scenes.com.

Four straight days transit to Aqaba, Jordan

Long trek, not much going on except lots of reading. See Instagram for pics, map, etc.

Saturday, April 19, 2014

Salalah, Oman

This is a very large sea port, shipping limestone, oil and containers. My impression of Oman geographically in this area is mountainous desert, heat and humidity at this time of year. But, in contrast to India, it is very clean with no trash. Maybe it is clean due to the monarchy. From Wikipedia:

Politics of Oman takes place in a framework of an absolute monarchy whereby the Sultan of Oman is not only head of state, but also the head of government. Chief of state and government is the hereditary sultan, Qābūs ibn Saʻīd as-Saʻīd, who appoints a cabinet to assist him. Sultan Qaboos also serves as supreme commander of the armed forces, prime minister, and minister of defense, foreign affairs, and finance.

Maybe the sultan decrees a strict cleanup program and sets punishment at a large amount.

The highlight for me yesterday was a visit to the museum called "Frankensense Land", which besides selling and burning Frankensense, contained an expansive collection of sailing ship models, panels describing the history and pre-history of the area, and archaeological artifacts.

Human artifacts indicate people or creatures living like them go back to deep history. It seems not surprising since we were not far from some possible routes between Africa and the Arabian peninsula at the horn and farther along where the red sea and gulf of Aden meet, where the span of water that animals including people would have to cross narrows to 15-20 miles today, and might have been much narrower in prehistoric times.

As usual, pictures to posted on instagram.

Friday, April 18, 2014

Second sea day

Not much to report. We saw the first boat in the open sea since leaving Mumbai, a tanker we passed. We won't have to outrun pirates as long as we can outrun other potential victims like that.

The captain announced a whale sighting, but I missed it. The last time one was announced, I thought I could feel the boat list as people rushed to port to catch a glimpse.

We play team trivia with 8-person teams at 4:45 PM. We have actually won some points towards unspecified rewards, in spite of our usually mediocre scores. Today I was given two points by the MC, Leslie just for leaning over and picking up some cards he dropped as I was collecting our 8 one-point cards. Glad someone appreciates the effort it takes at our age to do things a child does for fun.

Thursday, April 17, 2014

The Arabian sea

We are in the first day of a two-day transit of the North Indian Ocean, which seems to be called the Arabian sea. The only remarkable things are 1) the cooler, drier weather, compared to to Asian-Indian waters we just exited and 2) anti pirate measures, now including water hoses connected and deployed full-time with a watch crew scanning the waters full time.

I heard we have three Israeli security people aboard on the bridge, but have not verified it.

I'll post pics on Instagram when I get some.

Wednesday, April 16, 2014

Mumbai!

Mumbai far exceeded our expectations today. After three ports, where heat and trash composed my most vivid memories, today we spent with our old friends Siddarth and Nemita Kumar. Sid, who is Vijay's nephew, had his driver at his disposal all day, and a very fine air conditioned Tata SUV to take us everywhere.

Sid is now into the business of wine bottling supplies and Indian whiskey, which due to an accelerated aging process is said to produce single malt in 1/3 to 1/4 the time typical of equivalent Scottish production. He will send a bottle home for us to try, from Goa, of all places. The name is "Paul John".

We had tea with Sid at the Taj Mahal hotel tea roomvby the Gateway to India, overlooking the harbor. Then we went to lunch at a small restaurant near their home, where Namita met us and we had the best gee masala dosas I have had for quite a while.

We then visited their lovely apartment for a break, and Sid left for business, while Namita escorted us (with driver) to the former Prince of Whales museum, featuring natural history, art and archaeologic displays.

Next we experienced an Indian Starbucks, now in India thanks to Mr. Tata, of the automobile industry frame. We were assured the ice in our cold drinks was perfectly OK.

Finally Sid met us at a very nice seafood restaurant near the financial and court district. We were dropped off by the driver on a busy, cluttered street in front of an unpretentious doorway which said simply "Ankur". It turned out to be one of the better seafood places in Mumbai. The prawn, fish and garlic naan with butter was delicious, washed down with a cold Kingfisher beer. At around $10 per person it was a deal.

They dropped us off at the dock gate at around 8:30 PM, in plenty of time to make the last boarding call at 9:00 PM.

Mumbai is a different city from 14 years ago, when we last visited. The trash has been removed from the main streets and the road and walk around the half moon bay was delightful and clean looking. A far cry from the trash-strewn via we walked years ago.

It is our fervent hope that none of the different varieties of food we consumed around town contained some evil bugs that will multiply and manifest themselves in 12-72 hours.

Tuesday, April 15, 2014

A couple of Indian ports to not do twice

We just left Goa, after visiting Mangalore the day before. In my estimation neither was worth the trouble we went through, not to mention money we spent, for Indian visas.

First it was hot, very hot, and humid. Mangalore is just a busy,somewhat dirty city, even by Indian standards. We took a shuttle ship-to-city and return. The stop in Mangalore was a large shopping mall, air conditioned thankfully. But at the end of the day, still a mall. I bought a bottle of rum down a side street and returned to the ship next shuttle. Judy and Melinda stayed longer, and Judy bought a very pretty Indian-patterned tunic, which she wore to our onboard Italian restaurant, Tuscana last night.

Today Judy was feeling the effects of something she ate, so skipped the Goa tour. Melinda and I did take it, and it can only be described as too long, too hot, too bumpy (we sat in seats over the rear axle, which did not appear to have either shocks or working springs), and for the most part uninteresting.

We visited Old Goa, which featured two 15th century cathedrals built by Portuguese Jesuit priests (I suspect using local labor for the heavy lifting.) The cathedrals were originally in a town, but all the non-church buildings were gone, due to a cholera epidemic that wiped out a large part of the population, in spite of what must have been fervent prayers to no avail. I suppose the needless death of large numbers was explained as part of God's mysterious plan, or punishment for infractions by the locals, much the way Jerry Falwell said 9/11 was payment for people being gay. Maybe there were too many gay people back then....

Then, after what most agreed was enough, we were driven and led through a daily market, which if you have seen one you have pretty much seen them all, especially the seafood department. Someone carried a large tub of fish water past me and slopped much of the contents on my leg. I spent the remainder of the tour having sly glances thrown my way as the fish smell only strengthened in the heat.

We finished with a well-intentioned visit to an old Portuguese house for fresh fruit, samosas and Kingfisher beer. We convinced the guide to mercifully return us to the ship early, being very hot and josteled.

Saturday, April 12, 2014

Spelling apologies

This tablet sometimes decides I have made spelling errors, and takes it upon itself to "correct" them. Since I don't touch type, I often don't see what it changes, and errors get thru.

Just to let you know any errors are the fault of the tablet.

Instagram

Still unsuccessful at including pictures with posts, we have been putting them on a web service called "instagram.com".

You may need an app and account to view. My ID is jzouck and Judy's is jmzouck.

Pirate exercise

Well, when the drill was announced we all went into the halls, away from any outside windows were we could be seen by attackers in other boats, were told and duly followed orders to sit low (on the floor or, in my case an interior stairwell), and prepare for the captain to take evasive actions, which would produce lateral forces and maybe knock us down if we were not sitting.

Then the stewards checked that we had obeyed, and the whole thing ended, without either evasive maneuvers or handing out weapons. I hear the total plan is to take evasive actions, then failing that man the fire hoses, then plan C, whatever that is is.

Pretty funny to see all us old coots struggling to arise from seated positions in hallways. Help was provided by the crew, in spite of wounded pride.

Thursday, April 10, 2014

Silence

Three straight days at sea, so not much to relate, other than a pirate preparation exercise will be held tomorrow. Not sure what we do yet. Maybe all 600 of us go try to found hiding places in the engine room?

Tuesday, April 8, 2014

Pirates!

Well, not yet, but now that I have your attention...

We were notified that starting tomorrow, just outside Myanmar and the Yangon River area we are in pirate territory and must follow precautions to reduce the risks. The caution extends to April 23rd and Aqaba, Jordan.

At night we are to keep cabin curtains closed and lights off when not needed, and ship deck lights will be limited to only the essentials. We are assured (by the captain) we are in good hands if an attack does happen due to the diligent training and constant contact with International Naval Forces.

I was disappointed to hear we would not be armed individually, since anticipation of an attack and possibly practice with live ammunition would go a long way to reducing boredom and the temptation to indulge in intemperate activities during the several periods of successive sea days ahead as we transit the Indian Ocean and Red Sea.

Monday, April 7, 2014

Bagan, Yangon, Myanmmar

We pulled into port 15 miles down the Yangon river at 8:30 am today. Yangon, which is still called Rangoon by English speakers around here,  is in the Irrawaddy river delta. The Irrawaddy river is stain to have 1000 navigable km, and the cruise line AMA is building a river boat to take tourists on trips there.

We toured the great Pagoda (stupa) Shwedagan in Yangon. That site is actually a complex of gold leaf coated Stupas and temples to Buddha. The people here are very religious by the outward signs, and seem to do lots of praying. Our guide digressed at length on religion here, and their concepts mirror other religions like Christianity on outline, with origin stories, the need to redeem one self through deeds, and afterlife ideas, they call reincarnation.

We flew to Began around 2 pm, after a good lunch at the Hotel Trader in Rangon,  and a very large 2/3 liter beer, which we were told was complimentary (anyone still thirsty would have to pay for subsequent bottles, although even big beer drinkers from Australia were satisfied with the one.)

Bagan is an archaeological site, with literally thousands of Stupas, and we took a pony cart ride through the complex.

We are staying at the Aureum Palace Resort. Beautiful, well appointed large rooms; actually half a duplex, with separate living, sleeping and bath arras. Wonderful, cool infinity pool overlooking pond and landscape of Stupas. Buffet dinner of Thai/Myanmar food tonight, with entertainment provided by a very pretty and talented group of Myanmar dancing  ladies/girls. Music was very oriental and sounded strange to pour ears, but the dancing more than made up for it.

We awoke April 8 facing a full day of tours led by our very knowedgable and loquacious guide San San, whose name was chosen following a Buddhist Myanmar tradition to use words corresponding to the day of the (8 day) week she was born.

We attended a Buddhist noviciate ceremony for young men, who, made up and decorated, rode points in a procession that included ox carts, relatives with umbrellas, two men dressed as a dancing elephant, followed up by a sound truck playing music at a defining road. San San stressed that participation by young men was voluntary. It involved shaved heads and tests.

Sunday, April 6, 2014

Blocked pictures

Words will have to suffice since our internet seems to be blocking images.

We are heading for Burma and a 2 day trip into the back country to see some temples and stupas. We fly to Bagan from Yangon (Rangoon) at 9:30 AM tomorrow, then tour ancient towns, then fly back. We see Yangon in the process.

More later....

Saturday, April 5, 2014

Phuket: why would anyone come a long way for this?

The six of us hired a van and driver today to see what Phuket was all about. Even if it had not been a rainy, overcast day we agreed there were much better resort areas a lot closer to USA. We decided mostly people from much closer were the main visitors.

What we saw, with exceptions like the Meridian resort near Patong Beach, was like a very poor Carribean island without the benefit of white sandy beaches and clear coral filled water. Trash everywhere, and the cab stories made us wary of that mode of travel.

However, our hired van and driver, Tony, whom we only met and arranged as we left the ship, could not have been a better way to see things. For a 10 AM to 3:30 PM trip around the island, with multiple stops, we paid what we agreed was a very fair $20 per person. We also had a very nice Thai lunch of fresh shrimp stir-fried with sauces, fried rice, dumplings and green currey. The seafood was billed per gram, and the minimum order was 400g per plate. At 180 bhat per 100g, it was not cheap, but so good it didn't matter.

We stopped at the cashew factory, the shell museum, Patong beach, and had lunch at Phuket Town, before returning to the ship.

After expecting a class resort area, I was very disappointed, and certainly would not fly 1/2 way around the world to visit.

Friday, April 4, 2014

Singapore

No pics today due to internet restrictions.

This morning we took a cab from port to Chinatown, costing around $7.00 Singapore. Actually two cabs for the six of us. We quickly broke into two groups according to our interests. Judy and Judy P wanted to ride what was until today to worlds largest ferris wheel. The new las vegas wheel is inches larger, I hear.  I went with them, but had little interest in the wheel. My task was to arrange the hop-on, hop-off tour bus, which I somehow managed.

We spent the rest of our shore leave on the bus marveling at the architecture. I'll try to attach photos.

Prudence, Richard and Melinda also took a bus, but then went to the top of the buildings with the large patio spanning all three.

Our port was the Singapore Cruise Center, shown on the attached map. It was some miles from town center, so subway or cab was required for the trip. With three riders the cabs made sense. Richard rode the subway returning as he wanted to visit a museum on the return.

Tuesday, April 1, 2014

Sea Days

This is the second of two sea days from Bangkok to Singapore, sailing down the Gulf of Thailand. Stately pace of approx. 30km/h. now 398 km from Singapore.

The food is excellent as usual. Breakfast in the Terrace Restaurant is so varied and plentiful that, in an attempt to reduce my intake on sea days, I have taken to avoiding it in favor if the simpler fare in the quieter forward Horizons lounge, where the temptation to ovet-indulge is less. Who needs eggs Benedict every day, or heaps of bacon, eggs, biscuits, salmon, donuts, etc?

From Horizons, which has a 270 degree view through glass floor to ceiling windows, I saw a pod of dolphins this AM, swimming along the bow wave.

The large area route map below is a screenshot on my Android tablet of the OSMAND (osmand.net) open source maps app project, which does not require an internet connection to use, as google maps does in this part of the world where at Android version of google maps does not allow local caching of maps. (Osmand does not have an iphone app.) These are nice maps, and I used them in Spain this last fall to navigate. You can download up to 10 maps at a time free.

The route map shows three of our stops: Bangkok, Singapore and Phuket. The Singapore map demonstrates the detail available.

The maps are linked to the GPS receiver in my Android tablet, so most important navigation info is available for display.