Finally we bought our own camera. The salesman made the first shot as a test. That was in Nadi, Fiji, while we stuck around before our flight to Australia. We had missed our original flight from LA to Nadi when one luggage van chipped the plane's wing. So we spent one night at a hotel, after waiting, postponements and long lines (much shorter for us, business class, upper class!). Anyway, when we finally got to Fiji, it was too late for the connection, so we stayed another night at a hotel. This one in full local color, with geckos on the wall at reception. It was well after midnight, but still stiffling hot and humid, so we asked about aircondition. "Of course we have it, it is even set at 80!" No chance to make it 70, but after a shower we slept very well. All in all, we lost one of the planned days in Sydney. Now, is all that worth mentioning? In principle, since everything is for the progeny, they may, in the distant future, compare with their own travel experience (and complain about good old times?)
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This was really a very pleasant surprise: there is no season for the Sydney Opera, it is open all year long, and has several shows in the various halls every day. With tickets available! Except that we were supposed to watch "Der Rosenkavalier", and I have grave doubts about Richard Strauss, after having seen "Elektra". And besides, it starts with two sopranos in bed, one playing a male teenager ... But it turned out to be quite enjoyable, especially as the bass lead was a born Viennese, singing in dialect:
... mit mir, mit mir keine Noocht dir zu loongfor "mit mir, mit mir keine Nacht dir zu lang" (almost Yiddish). And he had a beautiful, deep voice.
In short, this is the "Three Sopranos" spectacular, as the boy falls for another soprano and dumps his first act love, who forgives him as they all warble in the grand finale.
The opera house is, evidently, a masterpiece. On the tour we got the full history: how the original design was a napkin sketch, how badly it went late and over-budget, how the city fired the original Danish architect who went home, grew old and sick and never returned to see the final building. |
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Recital at the Sydney opera. I played excerpts from
4'33".
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Domo operum coronantur, turrium incumbendo.
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For a modest fee, you can walk over the top of the bridge. Notice the tiny fringe on the skyline.
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Mrs Macquarie
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Lilian norfolk pine
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me norfolk pine
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Sydney Harbor entrance
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Feeding gulls in Sydney. They are cute, small and white with a red beak, and very good at catching tidbits in midair. If you stop feeding them, they squawk and mob you like Hitchcock's "Birds" , very angry. Even angrier were the locals – we were at an open air pub, and everybody shooed the birds away – but I couldn't stop myself.
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A visit to the Blue Hills, about 75 miles from Sydney. It used to be an importand coal minig region. For tourists, there are some rock formations and a tropical forest in the valley. We then went to a zoo specializing in Australian animals.
This is a natural formation of three rocks on the cliff, from which one can descend into the tropical forest in the valley. One may walk there for a while, then return by cable car to the parking lot on top of the cliff.
The legend is that three beautiful maidens (and their little brother, a fourth, lower rock) were walking in the hills, when they were set up by a bunyip. Their father the witch doctor turned them into rocks, but then was himself attacked by the bunyip. He turned into a bird and flew away, but in the proceedings lost his magic stick, so the whole situation cannot be reversed.
We took a lot of pictures, from the bus, from a high vantage point, from the valley and from the cable car.
The tonsure is to prevent me becoming King of the Franks.
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Cockatoos. Here we were waiting for the incline train.
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This was originally a coal mine. The horses were small ponies, and the miners not too tall, to fit in the galleries.
Notice all the explanations and directions. There were a lot on the trail, most of them interesting, all forgotten.
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Mine entrance. We didn't go in, it is dangerous.
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Mine fireplace. They would light fires, so the draft will aerate the mine tunnels.
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I wouldn't have tried, except for an explanation I read on the roadside: the vines are very strong, and a 2 inch one can hold an average car. So here I am, Tarzan of the (Australian) jungle.
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The real koalas are just as cute and fluffy as any plush koala toy. They mostly relax in their eucalyptus. If you pet them, their fur feels fine and soft, and they don't react in any way. This serenity is explained by the very low nutritional value of their food: they don't have any enegy to scamper or cavort. And think about eating 1 kg of eucalyptus leaves a day! The pungent oil in the leaves would make most animals sick, but not the koalas.
As I was feeding grains to the wallaby, the emus approached. As they have beaks 2 inches wide, and big legs for kicking, I did not protest when one of them helped itself to the whole cup – plastic included.
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These are Australian penguins, so in all probability little blue penguins, also called "fairy penguins" because of their size.
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Altogether too many bats. These are big ones, and eat fruit. Some were holding and grooming babies, but unfortunately it doesn't show on our photos.
Tasmanian devil.This one is a cub, but fierce and voracious as advertised.
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I did not recognize the strange name "quokka", but it is just another small kangaroo, the size of a cat, with short tail. See a better image.
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All too scenic lighting in the terrarium.
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We saw some of these, but the very colorful ones are small and fly fast, so there aren't any pictures. The big
sulphur crested cockatoo, appearing above, is calm and walks sedately on the grass. We saw a lot of them,
although none with such a wonderful crest display.
And I should mention the blue-green-yellow budgerigars that everyone keeps as pets, and which are of course Aussies.
The capital of Australia is designed to be a miniature Washington, DC. Its principal feature is a broad avenue
– ANZAC Parade –
from the Australian War Memorial in the direction of the Parliament House. We also visited
the National Museum,
which "preserves and interprets Australia's social history" – alas, I didn't get it at all.
Very fancy building, but what does it show inside?
Canberra
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The National Library, across the lake. Contains one copy of every book published in Australia.
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There was an international food festival at Sydney. All the country flags were made of edibles: the Danish flag had sausage rounds, the Mexican jalapenos and tomatoes, the Greek one olives and feta cheese. It's a pity the snapshots don't show that clearly. In any case, a bright idea, and I enjoyed this street decoration a lot. It soon became surreal: the French flag had just blue cheese (not the deep navy blue on the real flag). I am sure the white was crème Chantilly. | |
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Otago/Dunedin was our first port in New Zealand, and we went to a penguin colony. The final approach is by four-wheels, in dust, fog and some rain. But we saw (with binoculars) the rarest penguin species, the yellow eyed, and some little blue penguins. Here they are, little blue, yellow eyed and the Fjordland penguin (which we didn't see, but is cute and fills the row)
By mistake, we made some movies (instead of snapshots) so let's add them here:
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At the zoo we saw the first kiwis, but they are nocturnal, and difficult to photograph in the dark – besides, the camera batteries were empty. But we got these not too New-Zealandy beasties, courtesy of Lois and Sam. They were a couple we shared the dinner table with, and we became quite friendly.
it took a while till we could find the right assault and battery charger, so there are no pictures for Auckland and Christchurch.
Neither me nor the giraffe, so it must be just atmosphere.
Lois and Sam in the Tahiti garden.
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The following three pictuers are views from a farm in the middle of nowhere, where we had lunch.
The scenery was so lovely, that I did not realize –
till the people at the table told me – that we were just in somebody's cement patio,
with corrugated plastic roof, and fenced with chicken wire. Nor was
the food at cruise level, although they had very good roast mutton.
Actually, what made me fully euphoric was the guests' kid, whom I had noticed practicing piano on
our way to the patio.
hills view
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Fiji |
In good old times, the Fijians were fierce warriors, as shown by their barbed and hooked weapons. Clearly they were meant to gash, break bones and pierce skulls.
By comparison, Maori weapons look as the worst they could do is paddle some unruly kids. The Hawaiian weapons fall somewhere in between: they have shark teeth as a cutting edge. All of the above made of wood or stone, as the Polynesians had no metals. Strangely enough, on some islands they had no pottery either– no clay available – although some 3000 years ago, the ancient population had beautiful vases, with rich decoration.
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But nowadays everybody has been tamed. The Fijians are devotedly Christian, and dedicated to "becoming" clothing – something appropriate to a Victorian age "lesser breed". The cloth is still brightly colorful, but everything gets covered. Males sometimes wear short grass shirts, but only for war dances and such ceremonies. On the other hand, many men wear kilts, and a zigzag cut kilt is part of the police and military uniform.
BTW, Fiji sent some troops to Afghanistan, and they are relatively successful in connecting to the locals : two tribal societies.
All of which being said, Fiji is in a perpetual revolution. They keep changing the government every few months, mostly by military
intervention. The problem is that half of the population is Indian, and only half are aboriginal Fijians. These two do not mix,
and there is always friction. For instance, the Indians may not own land, although they are the main agricultural force: they were imported
by the British because the Fijians would not work on plantations (eventually there was a law forbidding the use of Fijians on estate or corvee work)
One good result is that neither Fijian nor Hindi are official languages, so everybody learns English, and they manage very well.
Another result of some revolution was the proclamation of the Republic of Fiji.
Queen Elizabeth still appears on all the coins, as "Paramount Chief of Fiji".
But really, a tourist won't experience any of the revolutionary fervor, certainly not between 10 am and 4 pm. During this time we drove to a kava ceremony, followed by a walk in the village and a local feast (very modest, biscuits and soft drinks).
Welcome Choir
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Here is the kava ceremony, in the meeting hall. As you can see, this is a very plain concrete building, mostly to provide shade. Kava is the powdered dried root of a pepper relative. One just adds water – from the unceremoniously plastic pail – and stirs. The vessel for mixing is carved wood, decorated and sacred. Strangely enough, there was no pottery: half coconut shells were used for spoons or cups.
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Straining the kava through a bunch of grasses
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The new church
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With the two policemen of the village
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Everything ended with a conga through the guest hall:
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Explanation of the 'ava (Samoan version of kava) ritual
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Then we took a bus trip in the island, ending at a typical village – i.e. one family set up its vilage as a tourist attraction.
In the background, the "flowerpot" rock. There are two of them, a fisherman and his wife metamorphosized.
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Another curiosity we saw was a stone church on the shore. Nothing special, a reasonable building 3 floors high. However, by the second floor one could see traces of mud – from the latest tsunami.
The bus is decorated on the side with flowers, to show it is a tourist bus.
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This baby was desperate, even though I tried to amuse him with the nail clipper. But maybe I was just too ugly ... as seen above
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Palm leaf hat. I am holding a cocoa cup: cocoa seeds from the tree, roasted, crushed, just add hot water.
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There are no cooking utensils. Simply wrap the raw food in leaves, and bake the package under hot rocks, covered with more leaves, "till done". This is actually an art, because you cannot check, but have to estimate doneness. And only men are supposed to do this kind of cooking, on festive occasions. Anyway, the result is surprisingly tasty: I loved their fish in coconut milk, and "Samoan spinach" – taro leaf in coconut milk. Some other food, taro root or breadfruit, is too bland for me.
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Thick and thin: Samoans certainly worry much less about overweight.
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I thought that the flag was recycled from Lebanon – which was also French for a while – but ... It is based on the original Tahitian flag of queen 'Aimata Pomare. When the French protectorate was established, it changed to The current flag shows a twin hulled canoe under sail and the x-s are people on the boat – a big war canoe could carry 150 fighters.
paradisiac tropical island, if any |
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Ship's tenders, which took us ashore.
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These are luxury hotel huts, with price around $1000 a night. In recession times, of course, there aren't many customers.
So some of the resorts are closed – the price stays the same. Not clear to me what the big deal is, maybe dolphins under the floor ... Not much privacy, either. | |
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Notice the blue gulls. They are, of course plain white, but the shallow lagoon reflects this azure light. Much more beautiful in reality than my pictures.
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What every snorkeler is watching are these big stingrays. They are placid and unafraid, and the guides
feed them. Only beware not to step on the tail, or even touch it.
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Moorea ridge, departing
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The chickens are everywhere. Mostly kept as pets, because they eat centipedes, which bite very painfully.
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Slightly faded, yet ...
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"Instant artist", etc. Beloved wife didn't want to look, although I told her how much I prettified her. Just asked "Did you trim my belly?"
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Me and the banyan. Who is wider? This time I forgot both hands at home. |
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Restaurant of the Gauguin museum
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Moorea can be seen from the north shore, playing perfectly the role of almost accessible paradise.
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On the path to the waterfall there was this lush vegetation: bamboos, lianas, tall trees, tiny ferns and mosses. And a little river flowing along. | |
I still don't know how to button my shirt. Maybe forgot ... | |
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This is called a ginger flower. To me it looks like a banana flower; lo and behold, ginger and banana are indeed related! (I could not wait and checked on the Internet, on board)
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Et pour la bonne bouche:
The Polynesians have a "third gender" as
an established cultural tradition. Probably needed in
warlike societies, for non-macho men and viragos;
American Indians,
Montenegrins, etc., had them, too. BTW, notice the fancy name, and the fact that (s)he is Chinese, not Polynesian Tahitian. I, obviously, read the Tahitian first, which I happen to understand: vahine=woman, tane=man (the male of the species). Combined with Miss? Live and learn ... |
Basically, we went snorkeling, and in just one hour got burnt crisp. But, of course, it was worth the trouble, although I have no pictures – the camera is not waterproof, not even dustproof. What's more, we had some free time on the island.
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coast
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Seascape with monsters
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Bora Bora coast, with hut resort.
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Royal palace 'Iolani
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Kamehameha statue, right across the palace. We could not take a snapshot, because the bus was too fast. It stopped, however, at all the malls, Gucci, Pucci, hotels, Waikiki beach, etc ... | |
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Honolulu harbor cruise at dusk
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Trying to catch the green flash ... Had we known, we would have used the movie option. But anyway, it wasn't clear enough that evening.
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A carved tiki to protect the boat
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The hula orchestra, rather overflowing and singing rather far from the notes, but ...
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Lilian hula
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This is the "sea" position, arms undulating like waves.
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We then descended into the tropical 'Iao valley, all bright green, where there is a Heritage site with gardens in the styles of the various ethnic groups: Chinese, Korean, Portuguese ... Finally we visited the Maui aquarium.
Lahaina coast
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nene
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Details of nene's neck
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There is on top of Haleakala a "Science City", with very limited access. They track satellites and whatever else
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Hawaiian turtles are very intelligent: they understand – and even respect – subaquatic traffic signs.
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Some gulls do impressive aerobatics when you throw them food, but some remain indifferent, e.g. the gulls in Vancouver (fitting
my prejudices about Canadians) On the other hand, when we lived in Virginia, we sometimes went to New York,
and took a ferry on the way. The gulls followed the ferry, and provided flying circus entertainment.
From:
'Aimata has nothing to do with Aimée or such. It means "eat eye", i.e. ritually eating the eye of a defeated enemy.
Tahitian mata for "eye" is
Proto-Oceanic (compare Fijian, Gilbertese, Ilocano, Indonesian, Malay, Maori and Tagalog mata, Hawaiian maka).
Tahitian 'ai for "eat" is also common: Tongan, Maori kai, Samoan and Hawaiian 'ai.
From:
Pomare is the name of the Tahitian dynasty, and means "cough at night":
From:
The Opera House was formally completed in 1973, having cost $102 million.
The original cost estimate in 1957 was $7 million, and the original completion date set by the government was 26 January 1963 (Australia Day).
Thus, the project was completed ten years late and over-budget by more than fourteen times.
(see Wikipedia)
Morality: hurry up and build a house, real estate is for real!
From:
Jørn Utzon, almost as sonorific as Gutzon Borglum!
From:
Dorothy Parker
You are frail and blue and shy
For some reason, I can't find this on the internet, only
some version that I don't like. But I
don't think it's my own invention.
From:
We had lectures on the ship from a former district attorney from LA, about Hollywood murders, Marilyn Monroe, Marlon Brando's son and poor
Mel Gibson and Madonna, who got pestered by stalkers. Lilian never missed them, she can't leave work at work.
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... gulls in Sydney
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the original Tahitian flag of queen 'Aimata Pomare
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the original Tahitian flag of queen 'Aimata Pomare
po = night (the same in Maori, Samoan, Tonga, Easter Island and Hawaii)
Since
leader names are taboo,
in Tahiti the common Polynesian po was replaced with ru'i while there were kings, and mare
disappeared completely, and is nowadays hota.
mare = cough
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... how badly Sydney Opera House went late and over-budget
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... the original Danish architect
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... a masterpiece
Violets
Little sisters, so am I!
You are nature's masterpieces —
Here the resemblance ceases.
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... assault and battery
ROMANIAN , ETC.
Premiu cu cununa
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Minerul, saracul, munceste si noi petrecem in jungla australiana! Noroc de căluţ ca-i de bronz ...
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חברה, זה לא נורא |
Paradisiac
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Nu te pune mă! cu militia, politia
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