Travel Stories , Life ramblings and sometimes a little more than I need to say !
Thursday, 23 April 2015
Monsoon , Masala Chai , Moody rickshaw drivers ! - Kathmandu , Nepal
Little did I think I would be arriving here by Helicopter - a story unfolding in the plateau of the Tibetan plains amongst arguments and irritation all due to a massive landslide on the road from Kodari to Kathamandu. Was it worth the $250 price tag for a 30 minute flight - damn right it was !
Spectacular views across the Kathamandu valley as we finally board a helicopter amidst many others stranded at the border. Tempers are flying high as some people have been waiting for more than 32 hours - not happy as the afternoon monsoon rain hits the mountains.
We arrive at a field , which doesn't belong to our helicopter , jump into another fiat ramshackle taxi as he takes us to the next helicopter pad further up in the mountains.
By now we are spending a lot of time people watching - we all want to get to Kathmandu - a funeral procession makes its way down to the river carrying the pyre wood, the air is thick with incense and the noise of helicopters arriving and leaving across the valley. Across the bridge into Nepal a hop ,skip and a jump and the change in atmosphere is incredible .Breathing the same air just tinged with incense , nepali food and all round chatter - two different worlds.
Finally Kathmandu and sleep - a small guesthouse called the Tibetan guest house, cheap and cheerful , white bed linen and a whole lot of noise rising from the street . Familiar and unfamliar sounds of a new place .The afternoon monsoon hits as I lay there watching the rain pelt down with its sweet smell and determination. Bliss and beauty and peace.
Exploring explodes in a matter of minutes in the morning when there is so much vibrant energy everywhere , people,and more people,rickshaws, dust , an assault on the senses as Kathmandu comes to life. I can't stop smiling - every place, city , country bringing experience to my heart in a different way. I step out into the road and I'm in love !
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Tuesday, 7 April 2015
That thing called Wanderlust
So the last few days have been intense, full moon, eclipse, blood moon and the deep desire to flee or hide or even jump off a bridge. Somehow the "normality" of it all strikes you when you stop for a minute and observe the routine I have so quickly slipped into once again.
The mind is constantly rearranging , making sense , finding ways to safely categorize everything but not this time. This time the filing system seems to be a little messy, not sure where things need to go, which need to be safely filed away , addressed or completely be deleted.
Dongzhimen bridge is too low - I will seriously damage a car and then have to fork out a vast amount of RMB on top of a hospital bill.
For those of you that don't know me , I do occasionally suffer from deep futility - from what is the point ? What am I doing , and why am Im doing it here.
If I could keep traveling I would, but I need respite , rest , a cupboard , a bed and a cat - what for others is their day to day lives is for me a sweet moment in time where I can dream once more of leaving.
So two days confined to my laptop , an empty apartment ( one flat mate is in Italy , the other well who knows where Little Fish is lurking) and I'm barely breathing under the severity of the travel bug .
Sharp and starving there is nothing to feed him , no endless exploration online can even for a moment appease the hunger . Starving the bug to death is impossible - this will kill us both .
And in the moments of searching Japan, Mongolia for few scraps to feed the bug I stumble across and ex - work mate here from China and read his blog - I know I am not alone.
Somehow even though so many I know live with this same way of looking at the world I still know we feel alone in our quest for meaning . Don't get me wrong - it is a curse as well as a blessing.
Happiness is long found - it's the stare out the train window in Vietnam , eating Pho Ba for the first time in the streets of Saigon , the sunrise at Angkor wat , the deep orange of monk robes against the grey stone , the morning solstice mist at Macchu Picchu , the hot volcanic sand of Santorini, the devotional air of Varanasi , the cobbles stoned streets of Prague , the sweet smell of heather and rain in the Scottish highlands - this is my happiness.
China , Beijing right now you need to feed this bug - keep it happy , keep it alive - till we both head off for new adventures.
But will I have to slow down , stop - feed the bug one cuisine - plans to relocate to Peru feel right , to build a home -stop - but will it be enough ?
The mind is constantly rearranging , making sense , finding ways to safely categorize everything but not this time. This time the filing system seems to be a little messy, not sure where things need to go, which need to be safely filed away , addressed or completely be deleted.
Dongzhimen bridge is too low - I will seriously damage a car and then have to fork out a vast amount of RMB on top of a hospital bill.
For those of you that don't know me , I do occasionally suffer from deep futility - from what is the point ? What am I doing , and why am Im doing it here.
If I could keep traveling I would, but I need respite , rest , a cupboard , a bed and a cat - what for others is their day to day lives is for me a sweet moment in time where I can dream once more of leaving.
So two days confined to my laptop , an empty apartment ( one flat mate is in Italy , the other well who knows where Little Fish is lurking) and I'm barely breathing under the severity of the travel bug .
Sharp and starving there is nothing to feed him , no endless exploration online can even for a moment appease the hunger . Starving the bug to death is impossible - this will kill us both .
And in the moments of searching Japan, Mongolia for few scraps to feed the bug I stumble across and ex - work mate here from China and read his blog - I know I am not alone.
Somehow even though so many I know live with this same way of looking at the world I still know we feel alone in our quest for meaning . Don't get me wrong - it is a curse as well as a blessing.
Happiness is long found - it's the stare out the train window in Vietnam , eating Pho Ba for the first time in the streets of Saigon , the sunrise at Angkor wat , the deep orange of monk robes against the grey stone , the morning solstice mist at Macchu Picchu , the hot volcanic sand of Santorini, the devotional air of Varanasi , the cobbles stoned streets of Prague , the sweet smell of heather and rain in the Scottish highlands - this is my happiness.
China , Beijing right now you need to feed this bug - keep it happy , keep it alive - till we both head off for new adventures.
But will I have to slow down , stop - feed the bug one cuisine - plans to relocate to Peru feel right , to build a home -stop - but will it be enough ?
Monday, 23 March 2015
What the Hell China !?
What the hell China - what is this strange love affair we have ?
Back in bustling Beijing after 6 months in the Southern hemisphere , jumping between South Africa and South America .
Beijing makes me smile despite the pollution , the noise, the traffic - a blue sky day and all is forgotten. An old lady smiles, a child happily singing , a man asleep in the bed in IKEA , the dancing ladies in Nan Guang- there is something deep and mysterious , something normal and familiar , something real and in your face about China.
Each day a new surprise - standing at Dongzhimen station and feeling the vibration through the sidewalk of the subway underneath whilst looking up and seeing birds inspect the first blossoms of spring.
Hello Kitty Balloons stuck in a tree and scraggly feral cats roaming the park and the parking lot near my apartment.
The couple walking their dog all three of them in blue coats , a wedding photo shoot on the steps of the crawfish restaurant , people eating , eating , Beijing is full, vibrant and the epitome of change.
Change , change - flowing naturally like a river.
Beijing such a beauty yet a beast !
Monday, 5 January 2015
Hello 2015 - still in Peru - Reflections of New years past
Peru - Well, I couldn't think of a more appropriate place to start my New Year. For me New years celebrations have always been an anticlimax - my last New year in Beijing , China was wild - good and also just a reminder how not to start a new year after all. Alcohol induced New years always bring disappointment unless its undertaken at a Dinner party or maybe not ? The year before was spent with friends cooking , laughing and enjoying in Greyton . The year before was spent in ceremony with ayahuasca and lent itself to a transformative year . So does how we enter our new year establish, like some of sort of unspoken spell, our path -our journey into the year ? Or is it just my own perception for my life - Possibly ! In reflection I see a pattern of how my New year celebration has influenced my coming year. Therefore I chose to go consciously into 2015 - respecting that it is a celebration as well as a prayer for my life and what it will bring in the coming months.
This year I spent time early hours of new years morning up a mountain in the sacred valley, Peru - stung by cacti , trodding a new path to a rocky outcrop I spotted from the road . Finally getting up there after a rather unsophisticated climb - I was rewarded with a beautiful view and a quiet , glorious sunrise. Peace - nice way to start my new year - outer peace -inner peace fighting the continuous chatter of my mind. But this beautiful valley and all its amazing vibration finally quietened down my mind and I felt at peace in my heart. For the blessings of 2014 - for my life - my path -and being right here in Peru. Gratitude.
Don't get me wrong - there has been a lot of frustration regarding trying to get flights back to Sa before I return to china etc etc - but right now I'm looking at the bigger picture !
Setting up a small altar on the rocky outcrop , combining blessings from my beloved Quanyin, Buddha and a traditional Inca blessing I spent awhile in meditation for my new year and then awhile in blessings for those I love - asking for kindness, compassion,abundance for all those near and dear to me.
Singing ( in my reallllly good singing voice ) I welcomed the sun into my new year and with it every song I sang - evoking beautiful memories of friends , family and new brothers and sisters Ive met along my path travelling through South America.
The words of Simone's song below resonating so incredibly beautiful from the mountain top - albeit it not in her amazing voice - I feel the vibration of my connection with Africa and my heart family there.
My sister I see - your spirit in me
My brother I ask that in love we bask.
Ok, so now seeing how deep my path has become - my evolution of self - my overcoming of my fears, my strengthening of my compassion , my ability to stop judging ( still a big work in progress) and a deep, deep need to be of service.
How this will play out in the next year or so of my life is still not known for me.All I know is that its time to be more pro-active with service. I understand that my work is service in many ways - but Im feeling as humanity we have to do more to support each other. My life has been so indulgent in so many ways - and yes there is gratitude for that too , that Ive been able to create the resources , time to indulge.But now I'm feeling I need to create differently - how, when and where ? well that is still to unfold !
A humming bird visits me twice up the mountain - I am reminded of the message of this bird - JOY AND LIGHTNESS OF BEING - let this be my 2015 please !
This year I spent time early hours of new years morning up a mountain in the sacred valley, Peru - stung by cacti , trodding a new path to a rocky outcrop I spotted from the road . Finally getting up there after a rather unsophisticated climb - I was rewarded with a beautiful view and a quiet , glorious sunrise. Peace - nice way to start my new year - outer peace -inner peace fighting the continuous chatter of my mind. But this beautiful valley and all its amazing vibration finally quietened down my mind and I felt at peace in my heart. For the blessings of 2014 - for my life - my path -and being right here in Peru. Gratitude.
Don't get me wrong - there has been a lot of frustration regarding trying to get flights back to Sa before I return to china etc etc - but right now I'm looking at the bigger picture !
Setting up a small altar on the rocky outcrop , combining blessings from my beloved Quanyin, Buddha and a traditional Inca blessing I spent awhile in meditation for my new year and then awhile in blessings for those I love - asking for kindness, compassion,abundance for all those near and dear to me.
Singing ( in my reallllly good singing voice ) I welcomed the sun into my new year and with it every song I sang - evoking beautiful memories of friends , family and new brothers and sisters Ive met along my path travelling through South America.
The words of Simone's song below resonating so incredibly beautiful from the mountain top - albeit it not in her amazing voice - I feel the vibration of my connection with Africa and my heart family there.
My sister I see - your spirit in me
My brother I ask that in love we bask.
Ok, so now seeing how deep my path has become - my evolution of self - my overcoming of my fears, my strengthening of my compassion , my ability to stop judging ( still a big work in progress) and a deep, deep need to be of service.
How this will play out in the next year or so of my life is still not known for me.All I know is that its time to be more pro-active with service. I understand that my work is service in many ways - but Im feeling as humanity we have to do more to support each other. My life has been so indulgent in so many ways - and yes there is gratitude for that too , that Ive been able to create the resources , time to indulge.But now I'm feeling I need to create differently - how, when and where ? well that is still to unfold !
A humming bird visits me twice up the mountain - I am reminded of the message of this bird - JOY AND LIGHTNESS OF BEING - let this be my 2015 please !
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Thursday, 18 December 2014
CAFE ORCA - Melkbos Strand - Cape Town - South Africa
So I've decided to write about some of the places I love in Cape Town - I know this place has a space in many of our hearts.
CAFE ORCA is situated on the beachfront in Melkbos - about 30 km from Cape Town city. It has a great view set in an old house overlooking white beaches and a big blue African Sky.
Get a table outside ! They don't take bookings for lunch but they do for the evenings.
Lunch is a great time to be there though, sunshine, white wine, good conversation and of course - GOOD SEAFOOD. And you can have a nap in the afternoon ! You'll need it !
There is nothing pretentious about the food - the quality is excellent and the price even more so.
The menu has lots to offer : Creamy blue cheese and bacon mussels ( one of my favourites) , simple fried calamari tentacles( get two sharing these is sacrilege !) , Calamari steaks with lemon butter or cajun spice , Kingklip Meditareanean, West coast sole , Moroccan Line fish , Whole crayfish when available, Prawns , many combination platters , Asian flavours sometimes infuse the special of the day , The line fish can include anything from Dorado, Tuna, Seabass ,Yellowtail, cob or cape salmon.
Always fresh and offering a good wine list to compliment sunny sunshiny days !
I love it here - and what makes it more special is the people who love to share this place !
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Eating Peru ! Some more pics !
Beetroot and Lentil Burger from Chakana restaurant - Paz Y Luz - Pisac
Mixed quinoa salad with roasted veggies
Warm Strawberry Tea - hmmmm def an acquired taste
Cusco Street BBQ - with a Potato on top
CHurros - so good !
Pantastico bakery in San Blas - Great cakes !
And empanadas !
More Cake - Lemon, Passion fruit, Chocbanana,quinoa topped with Caramel and coconut !
Heart cafe in Ollantaytambo - Amazing Hot Chocolate!
Uruchate restaurant Ollantaytambo - Excellent steak with 3 Peppercorn sauce and Mashed potato !
Mixed quinoa salad with roasted veggies
Warm Strawberry Tea - hmmmm def an acquired taste
Cusco Street BBQ - with a Potato on top
CHurros - so good !
Pantastico bakery in San Blas - Great cakes !
And empanadas !
More Cake - Lemon, Passion fruit, Chocbanana,quinoa topped with Caramel and coconut !
Heart cafe in Ollantaytambo - Amazing Hot Chocolate!
Uruchate restaurant Ollantaytambo - Excellent steak with 3 Peppercorn sauce and Mashed potato !
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Tuesday, 16 December 2014
Peru -the Land of Carbs !
Corn - Potatoes and those pesky Pisco sours !
Corn , the most sacred re-hispanic crop is found in as many colours as potatoes .Corn was used as food as well as a commodity to barter with - often in the streets and sometimes ladies hop on the bus selling hot corn (choclo) with slices of white andean cheese (queso) and sometimes chilli sauce. The purple corn here is converted into a drink called Chicha Morada and the quality varies from place to place-it can be served hot or cold and is definitely an enquired taste. Not for me !
Corn survived the Spanish conquest as many other grains was banned by the Vatican and disappeared from the Peruvian diet .
Potatoes ! Called Papas here , they say Peru boasts at least 200 varieties - although a chef I met says at least 4000 varieties.
Farmers will grow many varieties in their fields .Potatoes come in various forms, colours - and even dried !
Purple inside and out , yellow small potatoes , there are even frost resistant potatoes that can keep for up to 4 years . There are too many dishes to even mention with potatoes - from fried, mashed, stuffed with vegetables, cheese , meat. Potatoes , potatoes everywhere !
In cultural tradition potatoes are ritually stuffed with coca leaves and then buried as an offering to the earth in ope of a good harvest. So much respect here for the earth and its bounty !
The chilli peppers here are hot - be warned - even for me !
They often dry the peppers and use in sauces etc. There are many varieties and are used especially to spice up potatoes.
Let’s drink !
And of course - it wouldn't be right if they didn't make beer from the corn here in Peru. In
ancient Inca times the Chosen women in the court would make the beer - the beer was drunk as well as used in ceremonial work as an offering to Pacha Mama ( mother earth )by pouring it onto the earth doing ritual alongside other offerings.
This beer is thick - off white and looks like soup - many little hole in the wall cafes serve the beer in LARGE glasses . Sometimes it looks like a strawberry milkshake , thick and pink with a thick white foam top. MMMMmmmmmm - not so sure !
I’ve enjoyed the Quinoa beer of Bolivia more and Cusquena - a pilsner like beer made in Cusco.
Then there is Pisco - Is it sad to love this drink - too easy to ingest - tastes like a margarita but better ! That's a lot for me to admit to ! Sorry tequila - I will make it up to you !
Pisco is the national drink - it is a distilled brandy usually drunk as a cocktail called Pisco Sour. Although Chile also claims the fame of the Pisco brandy - Im here in Peru and I give it to them - they know how to make this one good .
The cocktail is made with Pisco, lime juice,egg white and simple sugar syrup - garnished with angostura bitters.There are many variations of the Pisco sour and my favourite is the Passionfruit Sour - or called Maracuya Sour - DELICIOUS!
Fried corn snacks are popular to drink with your beer or Pisco and are called cancha.
And one acquired taste is Mate de coca - tea made with coca leaves - helps with the altitude ! There are many cafes serving fantastic jugos' ( juices) as fruit is plentiful here !
So you want to eat the meat ?
I must admit despite many meaty temptations in Peru , the vegetarian options have been phenomenal .Especially Cusco boasts amazing restaurants which are either vegan or vegetarian with world quality food in presentation and flavour. And as there are many on ayahuasca diets or other plant medicines diets - the restaurants especially in the Sacred Valley cater for those on these limited diets . Convenient ! As its a no salt , no sugar,no spice and a another long list of not have ingredients !
Often seen next -to- the- road BBQ ’s offer anticuchos - beef hearts - like a shish kebab of beef heart! Ive tried chicken hearts in Beijing and don't really feel comfortable eating any heart of any animal . Chewy and feels slightly barbaric !
For the more adventurous there is cuy - guinea pig - served with head, paws etc . In the sacred valley on the road to Urubamba there is a massive statue of a guinea pig and a half dozen so stalls serving BBQ guinea pig on a stick .
Alpaca features strong on menu’s as an alternative to beef and in Pisac I saw lamb on the menu for the first time. LLomo Saltado is a traditional dish and popular dish made with strips of beef,onions,tomatoes,spices,rice and french fries.
Llama jerkey or salted Llama is widely available in the markets and the very odd appearance of donkey snouts ……. and pots of hot boiling frog soup !
In the higher altitude areas there are more stew like dishes and on the coast duck,goat is eaten. As Ive not visited these regions I have not tasted any of these dishes.
In the jungle piranhas are popular as well as a fish called - paiches. Piranha - once you get over the fact that its staring at you with its teethy grin does not offer much to eat but as their volume in the rivers are huge make a good option for food .The paiche fish is wrapped in banana leaves and baked in the coals but can also be fried or boiled served with yucca, palm hearts and freed bananas. In the Jungle the following are also popular.
Sajino- roasted boar - Juanes - a tamale stuffed with chicken and rice - turtle soup and of course bananas , bananas - fried !
Ceviche - the coastal regions are more safe to enjoy ceviche - here they use white fish marinated in lemon, onion and hot hot peppers! Its served with yucca and corn traditionally and also potatoes. I tried it at my brief volunteering position at the Portal of Light restaurant . I must admit Ive enjoyed scallop ceviche in Scotland more !
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| Chef at Portal of Light preparing Ceviche |
Delicious Roast pork at San pedro Market
Purple corn - Beautiful
Frogs boiled in soup for Breakfast
Corn sheaves for Tamales
White Andean Queso ( cheese) Its good !
Piles of fish roe !
Fried pork ribs on the street
An oven on wheels filled with baked bananas !
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