Homeward Bound…

Thursday 31 December 2015

In the afternoon of New Year’s Eve the heavens opened and it poured down, ruining the plans for New Year’s Eve dinner on the beach. Mark and Laura, the managers of Kandolhu, and their staff did a fantastic job of reorganizing everything and setting up dinner in the various restaurants. We were joined for the evening by a lovely newlywed UK couple, Mark and Emma. We enjoyed their company while we partook of an excellent eight-course degustation meal including all sorts of sumptuous dishes made from really top notch ingredients. After dinner the rain had retreated and we settled at a table on the beach, behind a temporary bamboo wall that had been dug in to shelter us from the wind. A bottle of champagne rounded off the evening in style as we saw in the New Year. We enjoyed splashing in the lagoon and watching the bioluminescence sparkling in the sand. Shortly after midnight we retired to our bungalow to find a welcoming New Year made bed.

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Friday 1 January 2016

After our final breakfast on the island we were farewelled as we departed on the boat for the short trip to Safari Island where we met the float plane at the raft we had arrived on. A very quick 5 minute flight took as to the W Resort island where we waited about 10 minutes for a few guests and their copious amount of suitcases to arrive. This 30+ year old DHC-6 Twin Otter 300 seaplane was soon airborne again for the 20 minute flight back to Male. We were surprised at the large number of these planes parked up at the jetties when we landed. It is apparently the largest seaplane operation in the world. We were a bit apprehensive about whether we would make our connecting flight as we had to pick up our suitcases from the Hulhule Resort and only landed in Male about 85 minutes before our departure time. Luckily things in Male work on island time. Roger was able to convince someone in a van to take him to the hotel to pick up the bags while I chatted to the guys at check in. Remarkably they seemed completely unperturbed.

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Saturday 2 January 2016

The rest of the trip through Singapore and on to Sydney went very smoothly and we touched down just before 10am. We checked into the Shangri-La hotel where we had been upgraded to a suite with a fantastic view over the harbor bridge and opera house.

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In the afternoon we wandered around Barangaroo. This area has been recently landscaped and developed into a spectacular park and recreation area with the shoreline lined with stone all cut and shaped to fit neatly into place. Hundreds of people were gathered enjoying themselves and the environment. We strolled round to Darling Harbour  where we watched The Force being Awakened (Star Wars) at the I-Max theatre. After a few drinks and nibbles at the Horizon Club lounge it was time to call it a day.


Sunday 3 January 2016

After a lazy start to the morning we wandered around the markets at the Rocks. In the early afternoon we took a stroll up the Harbour Bridge. We opted for the “express” route which goes up through the centre arch showing off the engineering of the bridge construction before reaching the top, then crosses over the bridge and brings you back down the other side. Our guide, Matt, was fantastic – particularly when the heavens opened about a third of the way through with the rain coming in sideways and us all getting absolutely drenched. Surprisingly it didn’t detract from the climb at all – in fact I think it made it even more memorable. Matt said it was the worst conditions he had ever gone up the bridge in! It was good to get out of our wet shoes.

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Constructed in the late 1920’s/early 30’s, and costing 6.25 million Australian pounds, 1500 men were employed on the construction, which was not paid off until 1988. The steel was brought by ship from England and fabricated on Milson’s Point, the site now occupied by Luna Park. 16 men lost their lives during the construction; only two feel from the bridge, the remainder were killed in the fabrication yard. One man fell from the lower deck of the bridge, landing in the sea and survived. He was back at work within a couple of weeks and presented with a gold watch for his tenacity. It was fascinating looking at the old construction photos of the bridge where guys were just strolling around on the steel work with no safety harnesses or anything.


Monday 4 January

It is a dreary day in Sydney and after another lazy start we decided to take advantage of the Pylon museum that was included with our Bridge climb ticket yesterday. This turned out to be well worthwhile – inside the pylon are a number of displays showcasing the making of the bridge that was quite a feat in its day, and we also were able to climb to the top for more fantastic views over Sydney and the harbour.

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Then it was time for our farewells as we headed our separate ways (Roger to Auckland and me to Albury) to get ready for our next adventure in a couple of weeks time… Cuba here we come!


 

 

Happy New Year from the Maldives

Monday 28 December – Saturday 1 January

Pretty uneventful, but long journey via Helsinki and Singapore – we arrived in Male at about 11pm. By the time we arrived in Singapore Roger was no longer standing out or inviting incredulous looks from the flight crews, which he certainly had when he showed up at the airport in Rovaniemi in shorts, t’shirt and jandals when the temperature outside was -6’C and dropping.

After a very short sleep it was a 4 am start at the Hulhule Hotel. We left our main bags in the hotel storage. We definitely won’t need boots and cold gear for the next few days. We arrived at the terminal for the flying boat check in at 5am; from there we were bused to a flash lounge where we sat for less than 5 mins before being bused to another lounge. Outside are a number jetties with a dozen or so Trans Maldives Airways float planes alongside. Soon we are on board taxiing out into the sea for take-off. It is as we get airborne I appreciate how busy this island airport is. Last night after we disembarked and were waiting for our baggage there were another three Boeing 777s that stacked alongside the one we had arrived in.  From the air we can now see dozens of private jets stacked away alongside the runway plus six or so large jets alongside the terminal.

We flew southwest for about 25 mins before the pilot put us into a steep dive (I almost had to check that the pilots weren’t wearing white head bands with the rising sun on them). We pulled up alongside a raft from which we were boated to Safari Island. All the other passengers were staying there. Another boat soon arrived to transport us 10 mins NE to Kandolhu Island, also situated in the Alifu Alifu Atoll.

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We are greeted by Laura, the office manager, and escorted to our bungalow by Ruby. It is situated on the north end of a row of bungalows set on piles in the sea. This place is stunning with service like one would only imagine. There are 30 bungalows and around 125 staff most of whom you seldom see.

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A ten minute walk takes you right around the island, which is thick with pristine jungle which all the buildings blend into. There are four restaurants, a bar, gym, dive shop, library and of course a spa.

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We spend our time here relaxing, snorkelling, eating and enjoying the well-stocked bars. We even have a full wine-fridge in our room! We also made good use of the spa.

The snorkelling is good with a large variety of fish including black and white-tip reef sharks and turtles. The coral is quite diverse but not as colourful as in some areas. Unfortunately the weather is not ideal with strong winds most of the time meaning the water is a little murky but we enjoy ourselves anyway. There are four channels from the island and we can snorkel to one straight off the deck on our bungalow. The channels take you over the reef to the drop off – it gets very deep very quickly. At one point when we snorkel past the end of one of the jetties there are large schools of bait fish.

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One evening we take a sunset cruise on an 85ft boat with four other guests. We sip champagne and watch a glorious sunset as we circle a deserted atoll about 45 minutes from Kandolhu.

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We tried each of the restaurants. All of the food was fantastic – fresh and beautifully presented. The Market is the main area where breakfast and lunch are served, right next to the bar. On the first night we ate at Sea-Grill, where they had a display of all the fresh fish they had caught that day as we arrived with a variety of cooking methods available. On night two we ate at Olive, an Italian restaurant upstairs from the Market and last night we ate at Banzai, a Japanese teppanyaki-style place that takes only six guests at a time – the only place where bookings are required. We enjoyed a delicious meal there with four other guests, a Portugese couple currently living in Switzerland and an Austrian couple. Tonight there is a gala New Year’s Eve 8-course degustation meal, which will be served on the beach if the weather behaves.

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A White Christmas

Roger: Thursday 24 December

Iina our guide was ready and waiting as we returned from breakfast at 0930. As we did the one hour drive to the Luxury Action offices by the airport it was only -5’C, considerably warmer than yesterday’s -23.5’C.

In a very warm basement we are kitted out with helmet, boots, pants, jackets and gloves. A short drive and we arrive at the 3 snowmobiles (skidoos) for a quick brief on driving, which pointed out the go and stop devices and hand warmer settings for the handle bars, followed by “don’t pass me” and we were on the move. We headed off up a track into the forest quite slowly for a start.

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We stopped so Iina could check we were ok, then set off a little faster. There are a maze of different tracks in this forest. They have separate tracks for skiers, dog and reindeer sleds and snowmobiles.  There are stop, give way and speed limit signs. We covered lots of ground over the next five hours including stopping for a nice lunch (warm beetroot soup) in front of an open fire in an open hut on a hill.

As the day went on we got to go a little faster, hitting 90kph at one stage. Apparently in the racing world these machines get driven at 200kph. Around 3pm the big blue appeared (the sky turns a hazy blue colour) then it was dark. We got to head off road and have a play in the fresh snow. Opening the machine out I was surprised by a mound that briefly launched the machine into the air.

Snowmobiling video (Password: Going Places)

It’s almost eerie how quiet it is around here. The snow and the trees have an amazing dampening effect to the point that you can’t hear other machines coming until they are within a few metres.

After packing up and handing in our gear Iina drove us the hour journey back to Beana Laponia where we enjoyed a xmas eve dinner of reindeer meat, vegetables and lots of other nice food.

Iina, our guide, has really impressed us, not only with her punctuality and great personality but also with her willingness to share information on the local district and her endless enthusiasm, ensuring we have a great time.


Sylvia: Friday 25 December – Christmas Day

We woke very early again this morning and made calls back to NZ to wish various family members a wonderful Christmas. It was +2’C outside and raining, very unseasonable weather here. We had originally planned to go tobogganing on the slope out the back of the hotel but with the poor weather decided instead to relax indoors until our 1pm pick up for the one-hour drive to our accommodation for the night at the Arctic Snow Hotel and Igloos.

The Arctic Snow Hotel is built each year at the beginning of November. They make snow as there is not enough natural fall by then, and compress and mould it into shape. In the hotel are a number of basic rooms, some decorated suites, a chapel, a restaurant and a bar, all made out of snow and ice. The beds are made in ice frames with a mattress covered with reindeer skins. The inside temperature is between -3’ and -8’C. The suites are all decorated with different ice carvings with coloured lights built in behind the ice for accents. The basic rooms are pretty austere – just square rooms with beds. The chapel is quite lovely although the seats look pretty cold. More on the restaurant and bar later.

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Videos of Snow Hotel Interior (Password: Going Places):

It is quite an interesting property and definitely something different but unfortunately they have missed the service aspect a bit and it feels very much like a production line affair. We checked in, received details of our bookings for the afternoon, dropped our bags in our glass-domed-igloo and headed off for lunch in the kgotla, a traditional high-roofed kitchen area. A lovely young woman served us delicious salmon, cooked over the open fire, followed by apple cake with vanilla sauce.

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At 4pm we headed off to our traditional Finnish sauna, hot tub and snow sauna experience. This was great! After spending time in the “normal” sauna, we headed outside (in our flimsy spa slippers) and climbed up some snow steps to a hot tub on top of a snow building. After soaking a while it was time for the snow sauna. This really was an experience. We entered a fairly small room entirely built out of snow with wooden benches on each side and a big plastic bin thingy at one end. It turned out this was the “sauna heater”. Once the door was closed we ladled water on to the heater and the room filled with steam, instantly warming us… and totally blinding us… and then the ice started melting and dripping on us… quite a sensation. It cooled quite quickly and then the whole process was repeated. We were only allowed to stay in for 10 minutes before they had to shut it down to refreeze. Apparently about 3mm of ice melts each time. They can use the snow sauna about 70 times before it is done so they are always building new ones. We finished off back in the traditional sauna and were toasty warm at the end of our hour-and-a-half total experience.

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Next stop was the ice bar – smack bang in the middle of the Snow Hotel. With great mood lighting, a large ice table, reindeer skin covered seats and ice shot glasses it is quite a stunning room. Neither of us was really in the mood for shots so we enjoyed a couple of hot drinks instead.

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At 7pm we headed over to the ice restaurant for dinner. It is not often you eat dinner rugged up in multiple layers including hat and gloves but necessary here. The restaurant consists of three chambers each with about 10 ice tables with reindeer skin covered bench seating. Wooden blocks are screwed into the ice – acting as insulating placemats. A three course meal is served reasonably quickly. The food is obviously cooked somewhere else and reheated in the back but was warm and tasty.

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After dinner we retired to our glass igloo for the night. The igloo is fairly basic but warm and comfortable. There is even an alarm to wake you if the northern lights come on. All in all a pretty good Christmas day.

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Roger: Saturday 26 December

We awoke early to the glare of a full moon and clear sky lighting up our glass roofed igloo. The alarm hadn’t sounded during the night to wake us should the northern lights have lit up the sky during the night. There has been a dusting of snow overnight but it feels quite warm at -5’C

Iina was there to pick us up early. We drove to a local reindeer farm. SieriPoro farm (all 10 hectares of it) has been in the same family for 500 years. They run around 200 reindeer. In the summer they are let loose in the forests. A number of them have bells and a few have GPS trackers to help the herders locate and return them to the farm in the autumn where they are held for the harsh winter.

We fed nuts out to a mob of young deer before heading of for the sleigh lesson.

A paddock held about 20 stags, each tethered to a pole. The stags without antlers were in poor condition having just come through the rut. The castrated males still have antlers and will for a while longer. Tervi, a castrated stag, is lead from the paddock and a sleigh is attached. I sit at the back and Sylvia in front of me. The herder hands the single reign to Sylvia and off we go. The first lap of the 400 odd meter track is done almost at a gallop, the second a little slower.

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Video of Reindeer Sleigh Ride (Password: Going Places)

It takes four years to train a sled deer. They have a green ear tag so if they get killed on the road the insurance company pays out extra for these skilled beasts. Apparently about 400 reindeer a year get killed by cars and trucks.

We pay a visit to a paddock of hinds one of which is white.

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Next we enter a shed with a moss roof and partly dug into the ground. A fire graces the middle of the room which is very warm. A lunch of reindeer stew and potatoes, all home grown, is very tasty. The owner tells us how his father turned the farm into a tourist business in the early 90s when times got tough. All the buildings are built from trees felled on the farm. The owner and the two herders we chatted to were really friendly and helpful. We finished the visit with the purchase of a couple of reindeer skins.

We headed to Iina’s office to drop the skins off in time to see a fairly large Russian-made private jet pull up, apparently carrying some Victoria’s Secrets model and family who will be Iina’s guests tomorrow.

The local museum, Arctikum, had an excellent exhibition on the arctic and another on the history of the local area. The city of Rovaniemi was 90% destroyed by the Germans when they withdrew to the north in late 1944.

For a reason unknown to me we had to leave hurriedly just before 3pm. We headed down a back road arriving at what in the summer may have been a paddock. There is a racy looking car parked at the edge of it. Sylvia had organised a surprise for me. I hopped in the passenger’s seat while the instructor, a retired rally driver, took me for a spin around the ice track. He explained how normally they did this on the river but with the rain and warm winter the ice was not up to it yet. They had iced up the paddock by spraying lots of water on it. Tyres here at this time of year all have studs in them. They make a huge difference in holding the car on track. Next it was my turn in the driver’s seat. The next 30 minutes was a lot of fun, drifting the car from side to side to line up the many sets of cones on the course.

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The driving over we headed back to Iina’s office to get changed into shorts and t shirt ready for the flight to the Maldives.

Winter Wonderland…

Roger: Tuesday 22 December

After another night of not enough sleep, we were picked up by Anniina and driven 40 minutes to Husky Point. At -3′ C it’s quite warm for this time of year. Last week it was -30. We were issued boots, gloves and overalls before checking out some husky pups.

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They have around 100 Alaskan huskies here. Today they are running ten teams of six.Heading up a track we came to a number of sleds with dog teams lined up ready to go. This was a very noisy affair with dogs in full bark and jumping around in spite of sleds being tied down to stop them moving. We were told this is part of the warm up process. The four harnessed teams raced away and we got to harness our teams.

There is a bit of skill to this. Select the correct size harness, get the dog out of the kennel, hold with your knees against their stomach, slip harness over neck and then lift legs through belly part of harness. Hold on tight as you lead the dog to attach to a sleigh tow rope. Apparently if you let the dog go it’s off – where to I am not sure but we were somewhat relieved we didn’t let one go.

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Team harnessed, Sylvia took a seat on the reindeer skin in the sleigh and I was on the back skids, driving. Anniina’s team led out and our team pulled hard on the anchored sleigh. I released the rope and we were off in pursuit of the front team. These guys only have one speed “full steam”. On the uphill I assist by pushing with one foot, on the downhill I use the brake with one foot to keep the rope tight to stop the sleigh hitting the back dogs.

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We followed trails through the forest, then across and around the edge of a frozen lake. We swapped over from time to time and I got to sit in the sled while Sylvia drove.

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Eventually we parked up near a tepee. Two of the dogs had to be removed from the teams and tied up separately as they are renowned for eating their harnesses. In the tepee a fire was quickly lit with dried silver birch bark. Soon a hot lunch of meat and potato soup, sausages cooked on sticks over the fire, and rather bitter coffee was served.

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After lunch we were back on the sleds racing along. These dogs are often used in 1000k races. In teams of 14 for hill and forest races or 18 for flat open country racing they cover up to 200ks a day. These are all Alaskan huskies and were introduced to Lapland in the 1950s, mainly for racing. Nowadays they are used mainly to cart tourists around to help pay for the racing. The owners of Husky Point have won many races throughout Scandinavia over the past few years.

The temperature dropped a couple of degrees and light snow prevailed on the way home.

We enjoyed a light evening meal back at Beana Laponia prior to which we took a brief stroll outside to look at the stars in the now clear -13 degree sky.

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At around 9.30 pm the owner banged on our door to inform us that there was a faint glow of the Northern lights. Coat on, camera and tripod in hand we headed outside to witness what can only be described in the pictures below:

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Sylvia: Wednesday 23 December

We woke very early again to a crisp and cold morning. It was -23’C when Ina arrived to pick us up at about 10:30am. The sun was just beginning to rise and the sky was glowing pink and orange. The trees were all covered with hoar frost and sparkling white in the headlights – they look like they are studded with diamonds.

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We drove about 40 minutes back towards Rovaniemi, arriving at a large shooting range just near the local military base. A couple of local guys met us there and we braved the icy cold. First stop was some skeet shooting – I managed about 5 wayward shots before my fingers went numb. Roger managed to do all four stands, ten rounds each and didn’t seem to be feeling the cold at all. His aiming improved with each stand. (We were using a Beretta semi-automatic shotgun). We then headed up the hill and they pulled out their Finnish sniper rifle (.308 marksman’s rifle) to do the test that hunters have to pass to be able to shoot moose and bear. They send one moose and one bear shaped target out at the end of the range and you have to get 4 out of 5 shots within the circle on the shoulder. The gun must have been pretty good because I managed to get all 5 shots in a nice wee line in the target circle on the moose. Roger got all his 10 shots in two tiny spots in the target circle on the bear!

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They had lit a fire in the back of the rifle shooting area and it was nice to warm our hands up. We roasted sausages over the open flames before heading off.

Next we climbed about 500m up a hill to a large bird tower. In the biting cold it is quite challenging to breathe and climb (well for me anyway) and figure out whether you are hot or cold! We climbed up the tower for some great views over the surrounding area.

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We then drove about 15 minutes out to a lovely area by a lake. By this stage the sun had set and the near-full moon was rising. We strapped on our snow shoes and headed out for a walk. It is not a particularly elegant exercise as you walk through the deep snow. Without the snow shoes we would be thigh deep, with them you only get in about knee deep – easier but I could still feel it in my legs after a while. The best parts were in between the trees where it was quite icy and we didn’t sink so much.

Our last stop for the day was at a forest sauna. This was set up by a woman and her husband at their lakeside property. There was a sauna hut, a barbecue hut and a hole in the ice in the lake that was kept open by a pump in the water. She explained the process. We washed using warm water in bowls with ladles, then into the traditional wood-fire sauna room where you lie down with your legs raised. We beat ourselves with birch-leaf whisks always from the extremities toward the heart. When we were toasty warm we wrapped towels around us, donned flimsy spa slippers and headed about 30 metres along the snow-covered path (remember it was about -21’C) to the hole in the lake where we dipped, Finnish style, into the icy water. Of course the water is warmer than the air but freezing nonetheless! It is quite interesting trying to get your feet back into the slippers to head back up to the sauna to repeat the process. They have to take the pump out of the water while we are there because it is electric. They go down periodically to use sticks to keep the hole in the ice open but even so a very thin layer of ice had formed over the water by our second dip!

After the sauna we enjoyed some delicious reindeer soup, followed by some gingerbread and then lingonberry cake in the little barbecue hut which was warmed by an open fire. We then headed back to Beana Laponia for a light dinner before calling it a day!

Lapland here we come…

Roger: Friday 18 December

The flight across the ditch to Sydney was uneventful; that is until I picked up my bag. It must have been fired at the edge of the carousel with great force, bending the pop up handle housing so the handle would not move. Air NZ has contracted out its baggage claims to Dnata. It should have been a very simple process of “as we can’t get the bag fixed by tomorrow when your flight leaves, go and buy a new one and we will reimburse you for the new bag”. The staff at Dnata were highly trained in “how to piss people off and be obstructive”. To cut a long story very short, after the best part of an hour on the phone to various people, most of whom didn’t have a clue, it got resolved.

Sylvia arrived up from Wodonga in the evening. We spent the night with long-time friends John and Lesley at Neutral Bay. John excelled with his pizza cooking skills while we had a great catch up over dinner.


Roger: Saturday 19 December

After a leisurely breakfast we drove to a bag shop at Mascot to replace my bag. John and Lesley bought a couple of new bags also as they too are heading to Lapland in a couple of weeks to do an ice driving course.

After checking in at Cathay we headed to Dnata, old bag and receipt for new one in hand. The staff at Dnata were in fine form. They must have just watched a customer service training video by “Fawlty Towers”! Another long story short I gave them the old bag and got folding off them for the new one.


Roger: Sunday 20 December

After nine hours to Hong Kong, a two and a half hour stop-over, and a further 11 hours in the air, we landed in Helsinki. It was around 6am and pitch black as we drove into the city. As we arrived in town and turned into Pohjoisesplanadi (the main street) we were taken aback by the amazing Xmas lighting display running through the park.

After a few hours’ sleep at the Hotel Indigo we took a stroll into town. It was 10.30am and with the shops not opening until noon there were lots of people around. Xmas markets have been set up in a local square selling all sorts of food and local goods. At Stockmans, a large retail store, people were gathered around with their kids looking at the Xmas window displays. At ten minutes before noon a large crowd gathered at the doors ready for the noon opening.

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At one we went back to the hotel to meet Pekka, who with his son had driven in from the local countryside for a catch up. Pekka is a Warrant Officer in the local defense force. He is also one of the guys from the sauna experience here last year (read ‘Training in Europe’ for that one)> We had a good chat and a stroll around town. As it got dark around 4 Pekka headed off. Sunrise here today is 0923hrs; sunset 1512hrs.

After taking some photos of the lighting displays and enjoying a meal at a local Mexican place we headed back to the hotel for an early night.

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Sylvia: Monday 21 December

I now better appreciate the impact that sunlight has on helping overcome jetlag. Up here where it is dark for most of the day and the daylight tends to be pretty thin and watery we are having quite a bit of difficulty adjusting to the new time zone…

We were awake bright and early and after a leisurely breakfast we caught a taxi to the airport for our one hour twenty minute flight to Rovaniemi. There had been no snow in Helsinki but up here everything is white. The temperature though is still very mild at -1’C and pretty clagged in.

We were met at the airport by Ina, our guide for the week, who drove us into Rovaniemi where we had lunch at a charming traditional Lappish restaurant. Gluggi (mulled wine) and a range of appetisers: blueberry herring (very salty), smoked salmon, reindeer pate, goat cheese and beetroot roulade etc, were followed by a delicious reindeer rack on parsnip puree and then cloudberry cheesecake. We were feeling pretty full after that!

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Ina took us the 50-minute drive to our accommodation for the next few days, Beana Laponia, a brand new (opened two days ago), adults only lodge out in the middle of nowhere. The road system here is very good, despite being covered in snow they were not at all slippery. After looking around the lodge we settled in for another early night.

 

 

Northern Hemisphere: May-July 2015 – Where we went

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May to July 2015

16-May Depart Sydney 9:10pm – QF8413: Sydney to Dubai, QF8519: Dubai to Oslo
17-May Arrive Oslo 12:30pm 1. Thon Hotel Rosenkrantz, Oslo
18-May Thon Hotel Rosenkrantz, Oslo
19-May Fly to Bergen – SK267, depart 1:35pm, are 2:25pm. Stay overnight Clarion Hotel No. 13, Bergen
20-May 20 May to 3 June – Norway’s Fjords and Arctic Svaalbard Cruise with National Geographic
3-Jun Overnight Radisson Blu Airport Hotel, Oslo
4-Jun Iceland Air 317: Oslo – Keflavik, dep 8:25am, arrive 9:05am. Pick up rental vehicle Toyota RAV4 or similar at Hertz at Keflavik Airport. Overnight at Ork Hotel Hveragerdi, Breidamork. 7pm – Optional entrance to Fakasel Horse Theatre.
5-Jun Vik Icelandair Hotel, Klettsvegur
6-Jun Hofn Hotel, Vikurbraut
7-Jun Valaskjalf Hotel, Hjalla, Hallormstaad
8-Jun Sel Hotel, Skutustaoir
9-Jun Tindastoll Annex Hotel Solarborg, Kirkjutorg 3
10-Jun Grand Hotel, Sigtun, Reykjavik.
11-Jun Iceland Air 454 – Keflavik to London, dep 4:10pm, arr 8:10pm. Stay Charlotte Street Hotel, London
12-Jun Charlotte Street Hotel, London
13-Jun Eurostar London to Brussels dep. 10:58am St Pancras Station. Pick up rental vehicle at Hertz at Brussels Midi Station. Overnght Hotel Prinsenhof, Bruges
14-Jun Overnght Hotel Prinsenhof, Bruges
15-Jun Drive Bruges to Brussels. Drop rental car off at airport. Fly Brussels to Istanbul TK1946 dep 13:05, arr 17:25. Pick up rental vehicle at Garenta vehicles at Istanbul Airport Sabiha Gokcen. Stay Neorian Hotel, Istanbul
16-Jun Stay Neorian Hotel, Istanbul
17-Jun Drive to Eceabat. Stay Gallipoli Houses, Eceabat
18-Jun Stay Gallipoli Houses, Eceabat
19-Jun Drive to Istanbul. Drop off rental car at main airport. Fly Croatia Air OU535M – Istanbul to Zagreb dep 6:20pm, arr 7:25pm, Croatia Air OU664 – Zagreb to Dubrovnik dep 9:10pm, arr 10:05pm. Transfer to Hotel – pick up at airport. Overnight Hotel Kazbek, Dubrovnik
20-Jun Danielis Yachting Charter yacht – Dubrovnik to Split – Queen of the Adriatic
27-Jun Pick up rental car at Enterprise cars, downtown Split. Drive Split to Plitvice Lakes. Stay At Apartments Villa Irene, Plitvice National Park.
28-Jun Stay At Apartments Villa Irene, Plitvice National Park
29-Jun Drive Plitvice Lakes to Rovinj. Drop off car. Stay Villa Tuttorotto, Rovinj
30-Jun Venezia Lines Ferry to Venice, dep 06:45, arr 11:15. Stay Hotel Antiche Figure, Venice
1-Jul Orient Express: Venice to Paris. Dep Venice (Santa Lucia) 10:57am
2-Jul Arrive Paris (Gare de l’Est) 8:42am. Stay Shangri La Paris
3-Jul Train Paris Gare de Lyon to Lyon Part Dieu dep 10:58am, arr 12:56pm. Train Lyon Part Dieu to Valence dep. 13:09, arr 13:44. Stay with Wayne and Laure at Chatillon-en-dois
4-Jul Stay with Laure and Wayne at Chatillon-en-dois
5-Jul Train Valence to Lyon Part Dieu. Dep 8.20am, arr 8.54am. Train Lyon Part Dieu to Berlin Hbf. Dep 10:04, arr 20:22. Stay with Constantin, Fasanenstrasses 46, Wilmersdorf, Berlin
6-Jul Stay with Constantin, Fasanenstrasses 46, Wilmersdorf, Berlin
7-Jul Berlin to Helsinki – FinnAir AY 912, dep 12:10, arr 15:00. Helsinki to St Petersburg – FinnAir AY 169′ dep 17:55, arr 19:05. Stay Hermitage Hotel, St Petersburg
8-Jul Stay Hermitage Hotel, St Petersburg
9-Jul St Petersburg to Moscow Train 763A, dep 15:30, arr 17:40. Stay Metropol Hotel, Moscow. Bolshoi Ballet – 7pm.
10-Jul Stay Metropol Hotel, Moscow
11-Jul Moscow to Yekaterinburg Train 002M dep 13:50.
12-Jul Arrive Yekaterinburg 17:11. Stay Hotel Renomme, Yekaterinburg.
13-Jul Stay Hotel Renomme, Yekaterinburg.
14-Jul Yekaterinburg to Irkutsk Train 002M dep 17:39.
16-Jul Arrive Irkutsk 20:57. Stay Kupechesky Dvorak Hotel, Irkutsk.
17-Jul Stay Kupechesky Dvorak Hotel, Irkutsk.
18-Jul Irkutsk to Ulan Bator Train 362bl dep 22:02.
20-Jul Arrive Ulan Bator 05:40. Pick up by Sukhee, Help Taxis. Tour including overnight with family in Yurt.
21-Jul Tour with Sukhee, Help Taxis continues. Overnight Kempinski Hotel Khan Palace, Ulan Bator
22-Jul Tour with Sukhee, Help Taxis continues. Overnight Kempinski Hotel Khan Palace, Ulan Bator
23-Jul Ulan Bator to Beijing Train 024l dep 07:15.
24-Jul Arrive Beijing 11:40am. Stay Red Wall Garden Hotel, Beijing
25-Jul Stay Red Wall Garden Hotel, Beijing
26-Jul Stay Red Wall Garden Hotel, Beijing
27-Jul Train Beijing Xi West to XiAn Bei North – Train G87 dep 2pm, arr 6:25pm. Stay Gran Melia XiAn
28-Jul Stay Gran Melia XiAn
29-Jul Fly XiAn to Shanghai – China Eastern MU 291 dep 3pm, arr 5:15pm. Stay PuLi Hotel Shanghai
30-Jul Fly Shanghai to Auckland – NZ288 dep 14:15.
31-Jul Arrive Auckland 05:50
2-Aug Fly Auckland to Sydney NZ103 dep 9am, arr 10:35am. Fly Sydney to Albury VA1176 dep 2:45pm, arr. 4.10pm.

The final leg: Xi’An to Auckland

Roger:
Wednesday 29 July

As we departed the hotel four staff came and said goodbye, one asking politely for us to put a comment on trip advisor. As suggested by the hotel staff we stopped at the Hanyangling Museum. This place was incredible, dating from the Han Dynasty, around two thousand years ago, prior to the Qin Dynasty.

The way they seem to do it around here is peasant digs hole, finds artefacts, government takes over. They stick a roof over the area and start digging. In this case the whole thing is underground, temperature and humidity controlled. We walk in viewing the diggings from behind a glass wall. The signs lead us to a corridor with a glass floor from which we can look down at the diggings. Then the passage takes us down some stairs so we are alongside the diggings. All the items in here are miniatures including, people, (men, women and eunuchs), horses, pigs, goats, sheep, cows and chickens. This whole place was a tomb where the emperor’s officials had prepared the place with provisions for his afterlife. The light was low in the place so I apologise for the poor photos.

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A Chinese lady who spoke good English asked us to have a photo with her and her family as we were somewhat unusual.

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The passages as always lead us to the shop. This shop was a little different, selling artefacts from around the area. Most were around two hundred years old. In one small display there were some eight different arrow heads. Speaking to the sales assistant I discovered they were over two thousand years old and quite pricey as they are only allowed to sell a few off. You got it. I couldn’t resist and now have one – by far the oldest weapon in my collection.

Arriving at the China East terminal check in they kindly put us on an earlier flight as ours was going to be delayed. It turned out this flight was also delayed. Arriving in Shanghai we had a good run into town until we could see our hotel. Then the traffic stopped and it took thirty minutes to cover the last three hundred meters. Waiting for us in the foyer were friends Jim and Liz. Jim has just retired after thirty plus years in the army and Liz is contracted up here with a food safety start-up company.

We dropped our bags and headed to the Bund, a vibrant part of down town famous for the Shanghai tower and other stunning buildings. It’s Wednesday night and the place is buzzing with thousands of people, bright lights and shops. Jim leads us to one shopping centre with a spiral escalator. All the brand shops here are very expensive as there are high taxes on goods. Liz told us the locals say one can fly to Paris and back buy a Louis Vuitton bag and still have change on what you would have spent here. The people here are a lot less aggressive than in Beijing. As Jim puts it, they move like bats never seeming to bump into each other, they sort of drive the same way.

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We jump a subway to another part of town. Here we enjoy a pizza meal in a restored hutong area followed by a rather tasty Godiva ice cream.

China has been a real eye-opener. Just the masses of thirty plus story buildings being built in every city and town we passed through blew me away. Then there are the new bridges, roads and flyovers and the non-stop green crops running for thousands of kilometres. Apparently huge amounts of pesticides and hormones are used to grow the impressive fruits you see in the markets. Stock are pumped full of antibiotics and hormones to maximise production. Google maps don’t seem to work here, BBC and CNN news have blank spots when the system doesn’t want one to see an item. Will all this have a long term effect on the people? Will they rise up and undo this currant dynasty which almost has a glimpse of democracy?

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Sylvia:
Thursday 30 July

Our last day was basically a travel day. After a quiet morning and a leisurely breakfast we headed to the airport and boarded our flight to Auckland. Apart from a bit of a delay all went very uneventfully and we arrived in Auckland early the following morning, tired but very grateful for the experiences we have had,

So this will be our last travel post for a while until we get our next trip together. The one thing we are going to do (for our own benefit as much as anything) is sometime over the next few weeks post a time-line of the dynasties of China and the various empires across Europe.

 

Beijing to Xi’An

Roger:
Monday 27 July

At 0640 I snuck out of the hotel leaving Sylvia sleeping. A 30-minute stroll to Tiananmen Square was relatively quiet. I had headed there to check out Mau who like Lenin has been preserved or embalmed. We had checked out the sign yesterday and worked out it was open 0700 to 1100 in July. Reaching the square there were already thousands of people about, mainly in groups of fifty to a hundred with earphones in place with a guide gobbing into a mike. Obviously here early to beat the heat; it’s in the late 20s already. Reaching the tomb entry point there was no queue. The gate was closed. I managed to find out from the soldier on guard “closed Monday”!

The stroll back to the hotel was more interesting. Crowds of people were on the footpaths heading for work. I followed a large group that just seemed to melt away into the many tall buildings. Beggars were out in force holding up their disfigured children, a girl on a skate board displayed the infected stump of a missing leg.

The buildings are mainly large modern concrete structures intermingled with a few traditional style ones and the odd European dome-capped building.

Later a car transports us to the high speed railway station. Getting there took thirty minutes; getting to the drop of point another fifteen. Another hour got us to the business lounge after security and collecting our prepaid tickets. There are dozens of non-stop queues. There are more people in any part of this station than you get flies while gutting a deer in the Kaweka bush on a hot day.

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The train is impressive, much sleeker than the European ones. Guys are going along the outside with mops cleaning the carriages, windows are also being cleaned. There are 16 carriages and we are in the last one. Sylvia’s booked business class and there are only eight large seats in  our half of the carriage. Quite quickly we are out of the city cruising along at 308 kph. The ride is smooth and quiet, a real contrast from our last trains.

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An hour south of the city clear visibility is around 250 metres. The flat land on each side of the elevated track is intensively farmed; there is not a square meter of land that is not cropped or planted. With around 22 million mouths to feed in Beijing alone I suppose it’s not surprising.

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Two hours or around 600km south we are still amongst the non-stop planted fields.

We have passed through several cities with many tall apartment buildings under construction. In one place there were in excess of fifty twenty-plus storey apartments all under construction.

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A stop at Zheng Zhou Dong reveals a clean tidy station with twenty-plus platforms all for high speed trains. The construction continues south of the station. We head through some hills, the land on either side terraces growing stuff.

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Arriving at Xi’An it felt like we had just ridden through 1200 kms of enclosed market garden beneath a ceiling of smog.

The drive from the station to the Gran Melia hotel took about 40 minutes. We even spotted some blue sky along the way. It is like the smog is just a wall here. The hotel is stunning with a huge marble lined foyer. We are escorted to the Red Floor and checked in there. It has its own bar and breakfast area. We had just missed the happy hour – bugger! After declining the bag unpacking service we settled in and then headed down to the Spanish restaurant for dinner. The service was outstanding with the young Spanish manager giving us a rundown on the Spanish run hotel chain and the restaurant. The food was excellent plus to say the least.

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Sylvia:
Tuesday 28 July

After breakfast we met our taxi driver for the day downstairs. He seemed to think he was Sterling Moss, swerving in and out of the traffic like he owned the road. I probably would have felt better about this if there had been seatbelts in the back. After about an hour we arrived at the site of the Terracotta Warriors. We negotiated our way through the mobs of tour guides and small stalls, managed to arrange tickets and followed the crowds to the museums. After first visiting a section on the Qi and Qin Dynasties and some impressive horses and chariots that were unearthed nearby we made it to the first of three halls of warriors.

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I had been prepared to be disappointed after hearing other’s experiences of this place but the reverse was the case. I found the whole place to be incredible. In the first hall row after row of soldier, each one unique, was in place. This has been an incredible labour of love and care from the archaeologists involved with the work still in progress. We could see parts that were not yet dug up, soldiers in various states of repair etc. I was quite surprised that the halls and soldiers were open to the air – the humidity of thousands of excited, noisy, jostling visitors everyday must be taking its toll but I guess it is also paying for the process. At 150 locals per person they must be raking it in.

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We wandered back to meet our driver again and headed back into the centre of Xi-An, passing through the old city walls, built during the Ming Dynasty around the 1300’s. Our first stop was Shu Yuan Men or Ancient Street, the art market, a street that has many traditional Chinese homes and stores with shops selling art supplies and different types of art. Some of the paint brushes were huge.

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Next we headed to the Drum and Bell Towers both built in the late 14th century. They used to mark time. We climbed up the Drum Tower where Roger couldn’t resist tapping on one of the drums – “the sign says don’t knock”! Given the amount of sound from a gentle tap, they must make an impressive sound when hit properly.

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Right next to the Drum Tower we explored the old alleys and streets of the Muslim area where we saw an amazing array of food stalls, from taffy pulling to chicken feet, mutton kebabs etc. It was an amazing array of colours and smells.

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Our driver then took us back to the city gates where we were able to climb onto the walls of the city which form a rectangle 14km around. The walls are in excellent condition with lanterns every few metres and a rampart every 100m or so. There are larger gates on each of the four sides. Outside the walls the moat has been restored creating a park like environment. We wandered along the wall for a while but at 40-odd degrees it was too hot to do the complete circuit.

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We headed back to the hotel in time for the Happy Hour and a nice relaxing evening. I have mentioned the ubiquitous umbrellas before – everyone seems to carry them to protect them from the shade. We were quite amused today to see even the motor scooters with umbrellas on – stretched out to cover the passenger as well.

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Ulan Bator to Beijing

 Roger:
Thursday 23 July

The Kempinski Hotel seemed to have slipped into the local way of not getting things right. The check-out was a shambles, I was expecting John Cleese to appear any second. Eventually a taxi took us to the station. The driver wanted 25k in locals for what should have been 6 to 8. Bugger, I only had a 20k note and he had no change. How convenient!! I went to a shop and got change. These buggers just love to try it on.

Chinese crew check us onto the train. This one is a lot older than the previous ones. Bang on time it shudders its way out of the station. One thing they do well in this part of the world is preserve old train engines. All the way through we have seen various vintages from steam to electric engines on display around railway stations. There was a line up we saw further up the line on the way to the station. We roll or should I say shake east for a while before heading south.

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The country side is really pretty with its deep wide green valleys dotted with gers, mobs of goats, sheep, yaks, cows and horses. These fourteen carriages must be the really, really slow train to China – it seems like it is hardly moving. Like the previous trains, toilets are locked at the stations as they drop their load straight onto the track, like they did in NZ forty years ago.

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Since arriving in Ulan Bator there has been a blue haze hanging in the air making good photos impossible. This is apparently from some forest fires in Siberia. A few hours south we move into the Gobi Desert. This is gradual as the ground gets more sandy but apart from a couple of kilometres of sand it all has some sort of growth on it.

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After 8 hours our first stop is Sainshand where we get off to stretch our legs. We are surprised by the number of people we run into on the platform that we had met on a previous leg of our journey – Imran and Sonalire are in the cabin next to us. Around six we head to the dining car for a meal. The old style car is the first one we have struck with people using it. It’s a set menu – a small salad followed by a soggy meat patty, rice and a piece of miniature broccoli. We get the bill = 46k each in locals or about 46 NZD. What a rip off! Obviously they don’t want to encourage repeat tourism. Or maybe the Chinaman running the place went to the same training place as taxi drivers go. When the average wage here is 400US a month they must have special “up the price” deals for tourists or the locals would starve.

There are many appealing things about the landscape and the friendliness of the happy looking people here. It’s almost like the tour operators are trying to stuff it all up.

We arrive at the border around 5pm. Soldiers stand at attention saluting as the train pulls in. Passports are collected, taken away, stamped and returned. A couple of hours later we cross the border to Erlian on the China side. Passports and forms are collected again. We are then shunted off to a big shed. Here the carriages are separated then lifted by four jacks with the Russian bogies staying on the ground. The Chinese bogies are pulled in on a wire rope pushing the Russian ones along out of the way. Pins are lined up and the carriages lowered down onto the new bogies and we are all set for China rail. During this process which is watched over by soldiers our passports are returned. The whole process is pretty efficient and took about an hour. We then had to wait around for a fair while before being shunted back to the station where we got to disembark and walk around the station for an hour or so. The doors to the street from the station are locked and officials quickly herd us back to the platform if we venture to far. There is no doubt a reason why we waited around here so long after the job was done but we will never know what it was.

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It is around one am when we finally start our journey south into China.


Sylvia:
Friday 24 July

When we woke this morning the scenery was very different – much more mountainous and the villages tidier and very different architecture. As we got closer to Beijing we travelled through about 65 tunnels, interspersed with glimpses of mountains, lakes and rivers. It took quite a while to get to the station from the outskirts of Beijing as we passed many skyscrapers and houses all close together in the smoggy atmosphere. At one point we passed through a train station with about 10 tracks all with bullet trains on. We have travelled about 7826km from Moscow to Beijing, over roughly 5.5 days, our average speed has been less than 60kph. Admittedly some of that time (roughly 12 hours) has been sitting at border crossings but our average speed has still been pretty slow. At this point the bullet trains look pretty appealing.

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Last night we were discussing the trip with a Swedish couple over dinner. We both agreed that we had enjoyed it and would recommend it to others – although it is not everyone’s cup of tea. The best parts of the trip have been meeting other travellers (we’ve had some great conversations in the corridors of the train as we watch the world go by out the window), stopping off at some out of the way locations – especially Yekaterinburg and Ulan Bator, and for me watching them change the bogies at the Chinese border last night. I thought they summed it up really well when they said “the best thing is all the great places we stop off at but I must admit, that it gets harder and harder to get back on the train for the next leg”. In our case this was exacerbated as the trains definitely got older and less comfortable as we travelled further.

Eventually we arrived at the Beijing station and exited the train to be confronted by heat, humidity and endless crowds of Chinese people swarming around the station, many in large groups. Our first task was to get some local currency – success eventually at the fourth place we tried – two banks accepted Chinese cards only and one place ended up being a luggage storage place, not a bank! The second task was to get a taxi to our hotel – success eventually with the third taxi we tried – but I have no doubt we were seriously ripped off as we were both too hot to try and bargain!

Our hotel, The Red Wall Garden, is a delightful oasis in the middle of a hutong (old residential area) not too far from the Forbidden City. After checking in and enjoying a light lunch we headed out to explore, walking through the hutong area to the Forbidden City. There is very little English spoken here and we had fun trying to arrange tickets etc, especially as we arrived very close to when they stop selling tickets for the day. We made it though and had a speed tour of the massive complex that makes up the old palace area. Off limits to all but nobility for 500 years, the Forbidden City was the home to the emperors of the Ming and Qing dynasties. There are numerous courtyards, gateways and halls as well as hordes and hordes of tourists.

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We eventually walked out the Northern gate and across the road to Jingshan Park, a much quieter area with a large garden and a large pavilion at the top of a hill from where we had good views back over the Forbidden City. The last Ming emperor, Chongzen, hanged himself from a tree at the bottom of the hill in 1644 during the uprising. This is commemorated with a large plaque at the tree where he apparently committed the deed.

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Roger:
Saturday 25 July

Our driver arrived at 9.30am, thirty minutes late. We headed off to Mutianyu, the entrance to the Great Wall. Arriving two hours later we had to pull the plug on plan A which had been to climb up to the wall further west at Jiankou as the driver didn’t seem to know where he was going. Plan B – We arrived at Mutianyu and a short shuttle bus ride took us to the Cable Car and up we went.

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Once on the wall we turned left and headed west. This piece of construction is very impressive. How did they get all those rocks and bricks up there way back then?

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As we head through one of the turrets there is a guy lying on a stretcher with a splint on an arm and leg, his face is also bandaged. About a km along after a few ups and downs we hit some steep steps, a good 100 meters of them. Then there are 20 meters of really steep steps, maybe this is where the guy on the stretcher came to grief.

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Then there is a sign ” no tourists past here” we keep going up and up along the ridge line. The wall is still in pretty good nick here. Then another sign “no tourists past here.” We continue, Sylvia not saying a word. The “by the book girl” is either getting used to me or has given up. From here on the wall is pretty rough. There is just a narrow track to walk on with trees and scrubs growing on what was the wide path. The turrets have lost their roofs and are falling down. We pass several people coming the other way. After a couple of hours going west we turned back. It was really great to see both aspects of the wall.

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Unfortunately due to the smog good visibility was only about a kilometre, apparently this was one of the better days. In the distance we could just make out through the haze some other parts of the wall. According to a sign the wall was built in 1409. The restoration of the tourist part started in the late 1980s. As far is I can establish the wall history goes something like this: Originally different sections of wall were built around 700BC, then around 220BC Emperor Qin Shihuang rebuilt and linked old parts of the wall  to make one 4,800km stretch of wall. Originally built to keep out the marauding Mongols Huns and Turks out, later it was used as a road to transport goods across the country.  In the Ming Dynasty, 1388 to 1464, the brick parapets were built and the wall restored, which is what we see today. It’s really good to see how tourism helps to maintain and preserve many of the world’s great wonders and special sites.

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Back down the bottom we visited and strolled around the many over-priced shops.

It was rather hot so we had the world’s most tasty and expensive ice cream at nine bucks NZ a scoop. The driver was there on time to meet us. He took a different route back to the motorway playing chicken with oncoming bikes and cars as he overtook along the way.

Back in town we treated ourselves to a great feed at Morton’s steakhouse.


Sylvia:
Sunday 26 July

We started slowly this morning with a leisurely breakfast at the hotel and a few catch ups with the folks back home. We then headed out to Tiananmen Square, taking an air-conditioned detour through one of the large shopping malls on the way – prices here seem extremely high.

Arriving at Tiananmen Square it is hard not to be overwhelmed by the size, the heat and the crowds. We see very few other European tourists, most seem to be Chinese, many with umbrellas for shade, which can create quite a hazard for innocent passers-by. Several of the men seem to roll their shirts up to their chests to relieve the heat. This can create quite an interesting look for those with larger guts. Security is everywhere – we have to go through scanners to get into the square and there are army and police forces at every gate, corner and in the centre of the square. There are well tended gardens running down either side of the square with almost completely round, flowering shrubs in the centre. And of course Mao’s portrait hanging at one end in front of the entrance gate to the Forbidden City. At the other end of the square are the remnants of the original city walls and a couple of imposing gates and flanking Mao’s mausoleum are four soviet-style statues, honouring the people.

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After wandering around the square for a while we decide to visit the National Museum of China. This entails queuing, security checks, showing our passports etc but eventually free entry to the huge complex. One thing we have noticed is the lack of courtesy among the majority of Chinese people – it seems to be a giant free-for-all with everyone pushing to get to the front of the line and no respect for others. I guess if you live in a place with this population that’s the way it has to be but we found it a bit off-putting at times. As soon as we get to any spot which is even marginally cooler (underpasses to cross the road, steps inside the museum etc) there are loads of people sitting around having a break or even a picnic lunch. This caused Roger to dub one of the underpasses we went through “the Beijing beach”.

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The lower floor of the museum has a very impressive display on the history of China from prehistoric times (10,000 – 50,000 years ago), through all the dynasties to current day. There were some impressive finds from as far back as about 10,000 BC including all sorts of statues and bronze artefacts. We might have found it even more interesting if we had started at the beginning and worked our way forwards in time instead of the other way round.

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As we were leaving the museum we realised that the memory card had not been properly in the camera all morning so retraced our steps around Tiananmen Square to ensure we had a good record before making our way, via the efficient and air-conditioned metro, to the Temple of Heaven. This is a large group of buildings from the Ming Dynasty set in the middle of about 270 hectares of park. The main building, a round 40m tower was built without any nails and has three levels covered with blue and turquoise that supposedly symbolises the colour of heaven. In the surrounding park were groups of musicians and even some people practicing a type of ballroom dancing.

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By this stage the heat was getting to me so we headed back (via metro) towards the hotel. We had planned to try the Beijing duck at a recommended restaurant but faced with a two-hour wait for a table decided to give it a miss and stopped at a basic, formica-table restaurant we passed and enjoyed a delicious and well-priced dinner there instead.