Carrie's Trip to New York/Greece/Germany/Etc. 2010
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May 21 (San Diego) I jumped out of an airplane! Why? Because it seemed like the right thing to do as an ending to living in San Diego and moving to New York for the summer. For the past 10 years Jason and I were supposed to go sky diving together, but it never happened, and, well, it was simply about time! Of course, whenever I think about it, I get Tim McGraw stuck in my head ("I went sky diving, I went rocky mountain climbing, ...."). |
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May 23
We said good-bye to a dear old friend |
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May 30 (New York) It's the long weekend, and I'm spending it with BC and L at their home in New Jersey. L is absolutely the sweetest woman alive, and organized a small party for me on very short notice, so I've spent the day lounging by the pool with some friends whom I hadn't seen in many months. BC (the other one!) was there with his daughter, so we ended up playing with remote controlled helicopters (see the pic of me with one of the small ones) and making various chemical reactions. Oh, and since BC and L are about to try their hands at bee-keeping, BC had bee paraphanalia, such as the antenae that are on my head in this pic. (I was the "queen bee"! :) ) BC and I wore ours on a walk to get ice cream, but the 9-year-old was, I think, too embarassed to wear hers! I'm trying to figure out if that means that I'm childish. :) |
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| One of the helicopters was quite large and required a second person to hold it and help launch it. However, that person needs to have some skill at this, otherwise they can be hurt. Witness BC (the other one)'s nose, which was cut quite deeply by yours truly. I put a Spiderman bandaid on it, but for some reason it only lasted long enough for the photo! |
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June 6-8 (Denver) I'm in Denver for a Sc|Net meeting. I wish I had rented a car and driven into the mountains, but instead I just wandered down the outdoors mall (16th Street) and browsed through the Tattered Cover bookstore (and bought books, of course). Next time I go to Denver I will definitely make a trip into the mountains! The pics above show the view from my hotel room, and the view from the plane about half an hour after leaving Denver. I love the geometric shapes of the fields in this second pic! |
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June 11-13 (Montreal) I'm in Montreal for the Formula 1 race! I've never watched F1 before, and really, I know nothing about it, but when I got the invitation from D and S, it seemed like the thing to do! :) The pics above show my view from my room, and also the globe that was built for the World Fair in 1967, which was close to the F1 race track. |
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| On the Saturday (June 12) qualifiers were held. All of the cars and drivers race around the track trying to get the best time possible. This is held in three stages, with each stage successively knocking people out. The fastest time achieved by each car is used to determine their pole position. The pics above show my view of the track from my seat and the crowd that was there. (Actually, it's D and S's seats, not mine, since mine was up in the far corner of that particular grandstand. But I was able to sneak down with them with no one being the wiser.) The pic to the left shows one of the qualifying rounds. | |
| On Sunday (June 13) was the actual race. This started at 10am with a parade (shown to the left) where each of the drivers are in the back of the fiat waving to the crowd. The support staff (also in the pic) all come out by the track and wave to the drivers as well. The guys in white in this pic are wearing a black ribbon on their arms in memory of one of the colleagues who had died earlier in the week. The fun thing about them is that they didn't only wave but were jumping up and down and acting really excited. | |
| The race itself started at noon, and goes for 70 laps or two hours, whichever comes first. The pic to the left shows the cars on their first lap of the race. Pole position went to Lewis Hamilton, who was also favourite to win the race and who has been winning a lot recently. The car in the lead in this pic is Lewis Hamilton. A friend of D & S's (another D) knows a lot of the guys in the F1 circuit, including Lewis Hamilton, and actually owns an F1 car (although he doesn't race it). He had some great photos showing the pit from the day before. |
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| This pic shows the race in action! The interesting thing about the race (to me) was (1) how quickly the cars come down the stretch to the right just to brake really fast so that the hairpin turn is slow, and (2) how loud the cars are. In particular, there's a very high-pitched whine to the cars that is actually really annoying, even with ear plugs. The other thing I found funny is that somehow watching the race just reminded me of a video game, and I found myself wanting a controller!! | |
| This pic shows lap 70. The car in the lead (you can only see the rear of it on the track on the left) is Lewis Hamilton. The car that shows clearly is Jenson Button, also from team McLaren-Mercedes. The time for the race was somewhere around an hour and thirty-three minutes. Later that afternoon, we (D and S and their son J) met up with the other D at a roof-top bar, where team McLaren-Mercedes was celebrating, which was kind of cool. Lewis wasn't there, but Jenson was, so J got his picture taken with him. |
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June 20 - July 1 (Greece) So I had a paper (written with Matt Bishop) accepted to PETRA, a conference on health care technologies. Our paper focused on the security and privacy implications of using social networking technologies for group therapy support. (I think that the paper was kind of interesting, but the others at the conference, who were not security people, were more interested in other things.) The picture on the left shows some olive trees. I arrived a day before the conference started, so went for a walk from the hotel into town (less than a kilometer away), and this pic shows the view along the way. |
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| Not far from the hotel there were some old ruins (Thalemea), through which I ended up wandering. The ruins are of an old bath house and, while fenced in, are free for admission. The pics below show more of them. |
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I wish I knew what this ruin says! There were a number of pieces of stone like this with writing on them. And as you can see from the above photos, there were a number of ornate pillars as well. The pic of the cross was from a stone that was part of a very well-preserved small (one person) bath. And for some reason I seem to have a fascination with the ground / floor lately, so I have a pic of how all the marble fits together. The other interesting thing I noticed was that part of the structure had been made with brick instead of stone. I'm not sure what that means in terms of when things were built, or why there was a change like this, but I thought it was interesting none the less. Some time I should travel through places like this with an archaeologist! | |
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| In the hotel complex there is the main hotel, along with several villas. In addition to the standard pool, beach, bar, etc., there is also a little courtyard with a cafe, a couple of stores, flowers (see right), and a really sweet little chapel (see the pics below). The paintings in it were actually quite marvelous. |
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And again with my fascination with floors.... (This time the floor in
the chapel.) And in other happy news, I had a late lunch that day at one of the cafes along the harbour, where my waiter told me that I look like Cameron Diaz! :) |
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| On Thursday I played hookey from the conference and spent the morning with Holly exploring the two things about Samos that seemed the coolest things to see: the monastery and the tunnel. The picture on the right shows the monastery barely visible through the trees. We took a taxi to it (since it was quite a ways up the hill), and browsed. |
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The view from the Spiliani Monastery was fabulous! The buildings on the far right in the photo are the hotel where I am staying. You can see a glimpse of the pool. Note that I am right on the beach - so nice! (The beach here is actually stone, not sand, so not so comfortable in bare feet, but the water was gorgeous!) You can also see the ruins in this photo, in the bottom center, that I explored the day before. | |
| When you enter the monastery there is a small courtyard area, with the bell tower, some tables (see pics below), a small chapel and a small store (see more pics below). The really interesting part is that there is an entrance to a cave here, and that there is a chapel for worship built in the cave. You enter the cave, where there is a small area for worship (first three pics below). You descend some stairs (pic four) and go further into the cave, where there is a chapel. (I'm sorry for the fuzziness of the pics for this - I didn't want to use my flash, and I didn't have a tripod.) |
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The cave was very cool and damp, but it was just fascinating! | |
| I probably shouldn't let my mom see this pic, but I think it's really cool - I saw my first ever wild scorpion on the steps going into the cave here! How cool is that?! :) |
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Back in the courtyard I visited the store and bought one of the Pythagorean mugs (see pics below) from the priest in the pic to the left. He wrapped the mugs for me, then went to hand the bag to me, and pretended to drop it, laughing at the look on my face! After that, I convinced him to have his picture taken, but he insisted that I be in it! :) | |
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The views from the courtyard were absolutely beautiful, looking out over the town of Pythagora. The picture to the left shows the view looking back towards the hotel. The two pics immediately below are of the town. The town itself is really sweet, with a number of open air cafes and restaurants along the harbour front. Then there is the obligatory picture of me (!) with the town in the background. I'm not sure what the dust on my shoulder is from - obviously I leaned against something that I shouldn't have! And finally, there's the cat. There are a lot of cats in Samos, most of them very thin and obviously not cared for. But there were two cats in the monastery that were obviously well loved, this being one of them. | |
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| The picture to the right is the view walking back along the road down the hill. The hills you see in the background across the water is Turkey. Yes, I was that close to Turkey. But again, I didn't get to go. Let me tell you about my luck with visiting Turkey this year. I was supposed to go to Turkey (Antalya) at the end of April for a NATO conference. The conference was cancelled five days before it was scheduled to start due to flight disruptions from the volcanic ash from Iceland. Then there was a work trip to Istanbul that was right beside my Samos trip, so the timing worked out. But, it was the first visit to Istanbul to establish some research ties and I was told that I'm "a girl", and therefore it probably was not wise to have me go. Then the conference was offering day trips to Turkey, so I signed up for one of those, just to receive a call on the night before to tell me that the trip was cancelled. Somehow, I'm just not meant to see Turkey this year!! |
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After the monastery, we continued along to the Efpalinio Tunnel. Along
the way down the hill (technically after we visited the tunnel, but in
terms of making the pictures and text flow, I'm putting the pic here on
the left), we saw a horse grazing by the side of the road and enjoying
the sunshine. Given my love of horses, I *had* to take a photo!! Anyway, there is a tunnel that has been built through the mountain in 500 BC as an aqueduct, feeding water from one side of the mountain to the other. Given my security background, I was looking at it initially for its military applications, noting places where soldiers could sleep, etc! The five pics below show the inside of the tunnel. You enter a cave, go down a very steep set of stairs, and then you are in the tunnel. The first three photos are actually taken further in the cave. Note how wet the rocks are, and the angle of the floor, which meant that we did not go all the way back in the tunnels because it was just too slippery. The last two photos show the entrance into the tunnel, with me in the last photo to give an idea of how small the entrance really is. |
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| After exploring the tunnels, we took a leisurely walk down the hill to the town, where we had lunch at one of the harbour-side restaurants. The picture on the right shows the view from our table - very peaceful! And I got to have some very very good moussaka (one of my favourite Greek meals) and a Nescafe Frappe freddo, medium, with milk, which is one of my favourite coffee drinks here. If you are ever in Greece, I recommend that you try one. |
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After lunch we browsed through a number of jewelry stores (where I bought
myself a necklace), as well as one of the grocery stores. There were a
number of spices here (e.g., nutmeg, powdered vanilla, spice mix for moussaka,
etc.) as well as tea, and I kinda wish I had bought some now as gifts. Oh
well, maybe I'll find some on Mykonos! At any rate, it was about two in the
afternoon by this point, and people were starting to siesta, such as the
woman in the picture on the left. That evening was a Greek barbecue hosted by the conference. In addition to the food and wine, there was Greek music and dancing. After dessert there was what I can only describe as Greek line dancing. We were taught two different steps, both seeming to be to a 3/4 beat. One was step step step pause, and the other was step step step left right, where you kicked on the left right with the appropriate foot. It was a lot of fun! I even got called into the center of the circle a couple of times to dance with the professional dancers, doing spins! Although in retrospect, I'm glad there is no video! And the look on my face probably alternated between laughing hysterically and intense concentration. :) |
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Mykonos!
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I'm staying this time at a very cute little pension called La Verandah,
which is on the hill above the town with a patio that has stunning views.
The host and hostess are absolutely wonderful, and I would highly
recommend this place. The only drawback (well, the jury is out on whether
this is actually a drawback, or a feature) is that the only internet access
is via a single wire in the reception area. So, no skype for late night
con calls for me, and VERY limited email! Maybe I'll have to actually take
a couple of days vacation after all!
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So, I don't have a lot of photos of Mykonos, since I was here last year. In
fact, I was here exactly one year ago, which I find rather ironic. It's made
me reflect on the past year - what's happened, what's changed, who I was then
versus who I am now. In the past year a lot has actually happened: I've lived
in three cities (Heidelberg, San Diego, New York), visited three new countries
(Czech Republic, India, Australia), visited three new cities (Portland,
Honolulu, Idaho Falls), fallen in love, said good-bye to someone who used
to be very important in my life, gone to a Formula 1 race, suffered a slew
of losses, kissed someone I shouldn't have, found someone I can learn from,
and jumped out of an airplane. All in all a rather busy year!
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On the other hand, there's a lot that hasn't changed. I still have no home.
I'm still rather aimless. I still have the same job. (Although don't takethat as a complaint! I actually - still!!! - love my job!) I even think I'm reading the same book this year as last! (Although, admitedly, with a different perspective this time around.) At least this year on Mykonos, while I've been asked if I'm married, I have NOT been asked (yet) if I'm a lesbian! :)
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So, given that I've been here before, I've been trying to find a few things
different to do or take photos of. So I went for a walk over the hill to the
other side of the island and took photos of the plethora of little chapels
that dot the island.
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There is a cute little chapel along the harbour front near the wharf (the one with the light blue highlights pictured above), which was open one day while I walked by. So, of course, I went inside. That's where this picture of the stained glass is from. | |
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Today I ended up in a cemetary. I don't know how I hadn't stumbled across
it last year, but it's actually very cute. Like places such as New Orleans,
the coffins are all above ground, but here they all have built-in shelves
(protected by glass) that contain momentoes of the dead person, such as oil
candles (lit) and photographs and komboloi. It was interesting, and made me
wonder what would be appropriate for me - what is it, what little momentoes,
really signify me? There were kittens in the cemetary playing, and they looked soooo cute! I got a picture of one of them (below) who was missing an eye. :( And, for some reason, I particularly like the last photo in this series, the one with the sunflowers.... |
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And in case you were wondering what I've been up to for the time I'm here,
this is a pic of my view... from the bar... drinking a mojito.... :) (This
pic was taken just for Tim....) And below are couple more photos of the views in that area.... |
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And lest you think I didn't also shop.... :) I bought for myself a really nice painting (painted by a student at the art school on the island - it turns out that the owner of the shop where I bought the painting has one by the same artist of the same view, but at sunset) and a beautiful gold heart pendant designed and made by a local artist (who was actually who I bought the pendant from). And a silver bracelet for a friend who recently had surgery. And that's it! No gifts for other people! Ha! :) Anyway, below are a few photos of different views taken around Mykonos:
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And this is the face I could see in the wood in the ceiling of my room.... | |
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And, for some reason, this is my absolute favourite photo that I took on this trip.
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July 3-5 July 4th Weekend!!! The best way I have to describe my weekend is that I did something illegal, I did something immoral, and I had a police escort. It is left as an exercise for the reader to determine which one(s) of these is/are correct. :) I went to a great dinner party in "upstate" New York on Saturday and had a fabulous time! I met J and A, who have a fantastic house, and will hopefully meet up with them again later in the summer. J's mom was there, and she is incredibly sweet, as is their daughter, C. We had a great barbecue and went through at least five bottles of wine that evening. Their house is in the "mountains" further up the Hudson River, and is far removed from any large towns or cities. The view of the stars was JUST incredible!! July 4 was spent playing in the pool all day, with various friends of S and D stopping by. That evening we went into the city to watch the fireworks. We had a great spot right on the water, just south of the Intrepid. |
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July 6 Would you believe that I locked myself in the bathroom today? Yes, it's true. So, the doorknob on the bathroom door has been stiff for a while, and on the past Friday it seized completely. It was no longer possible to turn the doorknob. Easy solution: don't close and latch the bathroom door. No problem. Except that at seven in the morning, when going to take a shower, the automatic habit is to shut the bathroom door. I realized what I had done as soon as I heard the latch click shut! D'oh! Now, once you've locked yourself (naked) in a (small) bathroom, you really have only two choices: try to get out, or accept your fate and wait for someone to rescue you. Well, I've never been one to accept a fate I didn't like (I'm not sure if that is a plus or a minus!), so of course I tried to figure out how to get out. The plus side, which kept me from panicking, was that I knew that "the girls" (two people staying with S) were planning on coming into the city that day and using the apartment while I was away. So the wait would only be something like six or seven hours before I was rescued. (Having missed con calls, plus my train to Boston, etc.) At least it was a finite amount of time! (Not that they could let me out from the outside either, but at least they could call someone who could dismantle the door.) Now, how does one escape a locked bathroom? My first thought was to use the blow dryer on the door - maybe the heat would cause something to release.... So I tried that, and it seemed to loosen the door a bit, but not nearly enough to actually turn the knob the whole way. Oh, and did I mention that there was a heat wave? And the poor air conditioner was on all night, and still not able to cool the apartment? I was sweating in the bathroom! And the blow dryer did nothing to help! I was debating taking a cold shower, but then the bathtub would be wet, and I was worried that it might end up being my most comfortable seating position if I couldn't figure out how to get out. Did I mention it was a small bathroom? So, no luck with the blow dryer. I have nothing that will give me a good grip on the door handle to help turn it - only kleenex, toilet paper, towels .... Okay, what's in the medicine cabinet? Anything useful? Well, there was a pair of tweezers there, which ended up being thin enough that I could put them through the crack in the door jamb and jimmy the door open! Woot! I felt like MacGyver! :) And it only took half an hour! (Hey - it *was* at 7am! And I had NOT had any coffee yet!!) |
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July 10 : A friend of mine just moved to Tegucigalpa (middle of Honduras, in the mountains), which I figured was as good a reason as any to visit. :) The landing at Tegucigalpa is one of the most dangerous ones in the world. Youtube it. :) But the views coming in were amazing! First, the picture to the left is at LaGuardia leaving at 6am (ugh!). The two photos below are landing in Tegucigalpa.
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The other odd thing about Tegucigalpa: the number of missions that go
there! I counted at least six missions. I'm not sure why it's so popular
for mission (note: *not* missionary - there's no conversion happening, given
that the country is already 90%+ Catholic) work, but it is. And missions
tend to have an odd collection of people, with ages ranging from somewhere
around 10 to somewhere around 70. As an aside, I'm getting way too casual about traveling! It didn't occur to me to do some basic things, like figure out the exchange rate to local currency. It turns out that every place takes American money, but I prefer to use local (lempiras). I went to a bank machine and it asked how many lempira I wanted, stating it would only give money in increments of 100. Hmmm... let's try 500 lempira. It then said that my service charge would be 57 lempira. Hmm... let's cancel and try 1000 lempira then! I then used my trusty iPhone to determine that the exchange rate is roughly 20:1, so I had taken out $50. First impressions for Tegucigalpa: same as any other large Central American city. The first things I saw after landing were a Burger King and Church's Chicken, which was very disappointing. I took a taxi to the hotel, and got to enjoy the views of the city streets. The most interesting thing: the number of stores that had armed (including some with machine guns) guards outside. |
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July 12 Green! That's the colour of the rain alert for the area. Green alert means a heavy rain fall warning. Did I mention that I decided to visit Tegucigalpa during the rainy season? D'oh! And the rain *was* heavy last night! I tried to get a picture that captures it, but I don't know how successful I really was. There was actually a mud slide in the area that killed one person. Oh, and the airport shut down, and announced that it would be closed for a week due to damage from the excessive rains. (Hmmm... extra time in Honduras? :) ) But the one week calculation is actually not based on any data at all, and is just an announcement that is long enough for a CYA in case of real damage, and the airport could be closed for a much shorter period of time. Or longer, of course. Turns out it reopened two hours later!!
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But before the rain started yesterday, I did get a chance to wander around
the area a little bit with K. Again, it's a pretty standard city for a
developing nation. Taxis insist on beeping whenever they drive by to let
you know they're there, just incase you want one, which is loud and annoying.
There are no crosswalks, so you just wait for a break in traffic and dodge
across (sometimes hanging out in the middle of the street because you've only
been able to get half way across). We found a nice little licaudo place, so
I got to enjoy a mango con leche. I love being some place with fresh fruit!
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The hotel itself is nice - Hotel Portal del Angels - and it's actually in a nice area as well. Breakfast was wonderful - lots of fresh fruit and fresh fruit juices!! Have I mentioned that I love fresh fruit?
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July 13 I wandered downtown a bit today. The weather was beautiful, and I had enough of a break between phone calls to go out. I had my mobile with me, and it did ring while I was out, but I didn't answer it. It turns out that there are a lot of robberies in Honduras. Typically what will happen is someone will pull up beside you on a motorcycle, pull out a gun, and demand your cell phone. (And, if you don't have one, likely your money instead.) Given this, I wasn't particularly keen on pulling out my iPhone and flashing it around!! (The pic on the left shows typical wiring in places like this... which somehow never fails to amaze me!)
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The French embassy is only a short distance from my hotel, and I had to walk by it on my way downtown. There was obviously something big going on (e.g., a visit from the president), since the street was full of cars, there were a couple of cops directing traffic, and there were a lot of men with really big guns hanging around and watching people! I wandered down a couple of different streets today. There was one section of one street that had a couple of tourist shops on it, so I browsed through them and bought a piece of Lenca pottery from one for 80 lempira. I also browsed through an upscale tourist shop across from the Hotel Maya, but only to get an idea of what I might like to buy later. The other thing to note is that Honduras, or at least Tegucigalpa in the area where I am staying, is not nearly as cheap as I was expecting. A meal for two (e.g, shared pizza, shared dessert, two wines and a beer) is typically $35. (We actually went for pizza at this one really great place just up the street from the hotel and across from the French embassy. I highly recommend it! The food was good and the waiter was great!)
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July 14 Someone that works in the same office as K was robbed yesterday. She was a local, taking a taxi somewhere, when someone came up to the taxi driver and pulled out a gun, then robbed her and felt her up (fortunately nothing more than that). Taxis here are all white and have their number painted on them. But it turns out that there might be five different taxis, all with the same number. Only one of them is valid, and the others four are fake taxis that are used to rob unsuspecting passengers. The view to the right, by the way, shows the hill you could see from the hotel. Note the statue of Mother Mary standing above the trees. Note also the advertising! (Ugh! :( ) |
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Another piece of interest: locals tend to be the targets of crime, not
foreigners (or at least not obvious foreigners). There were 6000 murders
last year in Honduras, and they were all locals. Essentially, if the crime
is against a local, it's largely ignored by the police force. But if a
foreign national is involved, then the embassy gets involved, and the police
need to do something. So criminals target locals in order to avoid the
trouble! (See Mom - I'm safe here!! Even the signs say no guns allowed!
(This was actually the entrance to a popular - with the locals - Mexican
restaurant/bar.))
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Having said that, the Lonely Planet for example recommends that you dress like a local in order to not attract attention, particularly pick pockets. Locals wear jeans and tank tops or t-shirts (at least the girls do - I didn't see any guys in tank tops!). But, I'm white and blonde, so very obviously already not a local. Add to that my lack of Spanish. So I said screw it and wore shorts. :) And, like every foreign country where I'm obviously a foreigner, I attract a lot of attention. This trip I had one guy grab at me (which is actually reasonably unusual for me), and another time I had a guy lean out a car window and yell that he loved me. And of course I often have people saying hello and wanting to talk to me on the streets, or walking by and saying "beautiful". Funny, no one did any of this when I was walking with K! I also have a few mosquito bites, which are a bit annoying. Turns out there is concern in Tegucigalpa for malaria and, even more so, dengue fever. Recommendation: if I get sick any time in the next two weeks, go see a doctor and mention that I've been in Honduras!
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July 16 Shopping! :) My last call ended at 4pm, and K was already back since everyone leaves the office early (2-ish instead of 5-ish) on Fridays. So we went to the tourist shop and I bought a bunch of stuff. Honduras is known for Lenca pottery, mahogany, coffee, and matrix opals. So I picked up a wooden box for a birthday gift for dad, which might not actually be mahogany, since I'm not that good at recognizing my wood grains. I also picked up some coffee and coffee liquor that we can enjoy at the same time. :) For myself I bought a matrix opal on a leather chain. Matrix opals apparently are only found in Honduras and Australia (which, of course, makes them expensive - $88 for mine, and I'm sure that it's pretty low end), and are black stones with flecks of colour in them. Apart from that, I picked up a couple of pieces of Lenca pottery as gifts for various people. (View to the left is of the river that runs through Tegucigalpa.)
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Earlier in the day I hung out at Cafe Honorares, which was a very short walk
from the hotel. What a great little cafe! K and I went there for dinner
last night, and I went back today just for a change of scenery while working
(free wireless), and so I could have a licuado. There's indoor seating with
air conditioning, and an outdoor covered patio (in case of rain, which of
course, it did). The food is great! Although it is a little pricey. For
dinner K and I shared a ceviche and two types of quesidillas (shrimp and
grilled chicken with avocado and cheddar cheese), plus two mojitos and a double
rum and coke, and it came to about 850 lempira (around $45). Drinks are cheap
though - the mojito was only 65 lempira (less than $4).
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July 17 K and I went for a walk downtown today after breakfast. Given that I had him with me (I teased him about being my bodyguard!), I felt safe to take my camera and take some photos (although K still got after me for taking too long to take photos, saying I was asking to be robbed, and making me be quicker - which is why they're a little crooked and the exposure isn't what I'd like). Tegucigalpa is not a particularly picturesque city, although Parque Centrale was nice (see two photos below, which shows the church and a bit of the park), and there are some nice cathedrals (see left). I also stopped off at the tourist shop again and bought myself a painting, which cost 3000 lempira ($150). I had been eyeing it, but wasn't sure I wanted to spend that much on a painting. But then decided to buy it anyway. It looks very much like Honduras to me, and was painted by an artist who lives in Tegucigalpa. Oh, and did I mention that there was a bomb scare at the airport today? Which is really unusual here. Turns out it was just a hoax, but I guess it's a good thing I'm leaving tomorrow and not today!
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July 18 I had mentioned earlier that Tegucigalpa is a dangerous airport. This is because of the short runway plus being surrounded by mountains. In order to take off, the plane needs to fly light. Well, it turns out that my flight out was full (overbooked by 7 people). This is normally not a problem, but it was compounded by having a southerly (and therefore head) wind instead of the usual northerly tail wind. So need to be extra light. How do you lighten a plane? Well, you can fly with less fuel as an option. But... there were storms in Atlanta, so we needed extra fuel in case we needed to circle for a while. What do you do with a contradiction like this? You make a fueling stop in Tampa! To add to the perfect storm, rain showers were happening in the area, so we needed to take off quickly - if they runway was wet, we would not be allowed to take off. The upshot of all this for me? A night in Atlanta. On the plus side - I saw a rainbow while landing in Tampa and another while landing in Atlanta. :) (The pic on the left was sunset while landing in Atlanta.)
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The other interesting bit of information is that the different airlines need
to essentially pay a liquor license while they are on the ground. I had been
upgraded to business, and was something like the second person on the plane,
so thought I would have a glass of red wine while waiting, but couldn't
because Delta saves a lot of money by not paying for that service while in
a large number of foreign countries. Check out this pic (to the right)! See the kids playing football? See the runway? Notice any fence between the runway and the kids? :) |
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| Oh, and security in the airport is interesting. Or, less security and more process. Before you get your boarding pass, an official takes your departure card for the country (or ensures that you have one if you are a Honduras resident). Then you get your boarding pass. Then you go to another line to pay your airport tax ($37, or about 800 lempira). Then you go upstairs to have someone check your passport for your Honduran visa to make sure that you haven't been in the country too long. Then someone else checks that you've paid your airport tax (you get a pink receipt stapled to your boarding pass), and some information is entered on a laptop. You go a bit further and have someone else check your passport and boarding pass. Then you go through security (laptop out, shoes off). Then you get to your gate. But, before boarding, you have your carry-on manually inspected. Then you go downstairs and, before going on the tarmac to walk to your plane (see pic on the left), there is a pat down. Totally nuts! | |
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July 19 On my flight back to New York - yay! One little interesting thing. When I got on my flight from Tegucigalpa, the first lyrics I heard were "Today is a Good Day". This morning, when I got on my flight to LGA, the first lyrics I heard were "Today is a Good Day"!! Of course, we're delayed getting into LGA due to thunder storms, but that seems to be consistent too!! :) Oh, and the guy sitting in the seat beside me just told me that he was listening to my call this morning before take off and that I have "an incredibly warm voice" - how nice is that?!?! :) :) :)
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