Showing posts with label fishing village. Show all posts
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13 June 2018

russia: kaliningrad


12 June is a national holiday in Russia, called Russia Day. This year it fell on a Tuesday, so I was able to have a four day weekend from school. Claire and I took the chance to book flights to Kaliningrad, the region of Russia that is separated from the mainland.
Kaliningrad is a state of Russia surrounded by Poland and Lithuania. Centuries ago (when it was called Konigsberg,) it was part of Prussia, first part of Poland, then part of Germany. During WW2 the area was heavily damaged, and many people left and went back to mainland Germany. 
Russia sent in soldiers and took over the area, (after a siege,) changing the name of the city to Kaliningrad in 1946.
Russia deported many of the remaining Germans, and brought in a bunch of Russians to settle the state. One would think there might still be a lot of German culture and architecture left, but that wasn't what we saw, not for the most part.
I've wanted to go to Kaliningrad for yonks, but since it is part of Russia, that made it hard to do. For most people, you have to get a visa for Russia, and most people have to enter Kaliningrad via mainland Russia. 
Even if there is a direct flight to Kaliningrad from whereva you are, you have to be Russian (or a few other nationalities, but not many,) to take it. Since I'm now living in Russia, it's an easy visit to make.
Our flight was only a couple hours, yay! We flew on a Friday afternoon, it was still light when we landed. For whateva reason, a security guy pulled us aside to ask why we were there. We answered his questions, he seemed surprised that foreigners would be coming before the World Cup started (Kaliningrad was another of the host cities,) and that we lived in Moscow.
We took a taxi to the flat we'd booked, it was the winner in the battle of cheap public transport vs. time involved. It was heaps cheaper than a taxi from the airport from Moscow, of course. Checking in to the flat was easy, it had been renovated fairly recently and came with fish.
After a bit of relaxing and figuring out where to go, we started walking. The first sight was a monument to cosmonauts, I loved the shape. It was big, but didn't otherwise look like a typical Soviet monument.
As we kept walking we realized we were seeing quite a few Spar grocery stores. We noticed a Spar Express, a Spar Euro, and Spar Gourmet as well. We couldn't see a difference between all of them, who knows the reason for the different names?
Close to one of the Spars we found a monument called Mother Russia. I've seen other monuments with that name, they've all been far bigger. This one was considerably smaller, and didn't seem to get much attention from anyone else on the street.
Our walking took us to a street with a series of buildings that looked 'German.' Since I lived in Germany years ago, this seemed somewhat familiar, I'm guessing the whole city had this type of architecture at some point during history. This ended up being the only place in Kaliningrad that had this architecture.
We came to a bridge, crossing Pregolya River. There was an easy pedestrian area to cross, I had no fear of traffic. We got off the bridge onto an island, a fairly small island. Visible from all over the island, is the Konigsberg Cathedral. 
The version everyone can see now is not the original version of the church, as it was burned down in 1944. Rebuilding only started in 1992.
We wanted to go in the church, but we arrived too late. Oh well. Around that point the sun was going down, so we watched the sky change over the river for a bit, then headed back to our flat.
The next morning we walked into the city center again, taking a different route. We found Victory Square easily enough, there is a tall column (dedicated to 750 years of city existence,) in the middle. 
It isn't a clearly defined square, it's more of an open area. On one side of the square is the Chapel of the Blessed Prince Peter and Fevronia. (I feel sorry for anyone named Fevronia, sorry.) It looked new to us, but who knows. There was a large set of stairs in the front of the church, the entire exterior was white, with gold domes.
The inside of the church was awesome. Bright frescoes and a whole lot of gold everywhere. It wasn't wide, but it was tall. I loved it.
Our next planned stop was the Amber Museum.
On the way there we found a 'waterfall' with mosaic decoration. I'm not entirely sure what it was, but it was pretty. The Museum sits on one side of a traffic circle, there was a statue of a military guy (I think) on another side.
The Amber Museum is in a former tower/fortress wall. There were two floors of exhibits, I had no idea so many things could be made of amber. Useful things and decorative things, and totally useless things. Amber is 'just' fossilized tree resin. Nearly 90% of the world's amber comes from the Kaliningrad region. 
You can find it in dark gold, yellow, and green colours. We wanted to see an amber mine during this trip, but that didn't work out.
By the time we walked out of the museum, we were ambered out, but were still glad we'd seen the museum. Not far from the museum was the church of Alexander Nevsky. It was small, and didn't look very exciting from the outside, but we really liked the interior. Everything was painted in bright colours, the iconostasis was shiny gold, and the cupola was awesome.
We had to walk quite a way to our next stop, the Bunker Museum. 
This is what remains of the bunkers used in all the fighting of the seige during WW2. It took us a while to find the entrance of the museum, since it is set behind the buildings on the street. Since it is in an old bunker, it is underground, so you can't see it from far away.
The rooms in the bunker were all off one hallway, each room was set up to show a different aspect of the seige. We saw photos, a diorama of German officers surrendering to the Soviets, propaganda posters, etc... It's a good museum.
We went looking for something listed as a world clock. We finally found it, but it was not at all impressive. More impressive than the clock was the outfit of the lady walking a dog nearby. Hee hee.
Near the clock was a pond, it looked like you could rent rowboats and float around for a while. We knew we didn't have time to do so during this trip, but thought it looked fun for a return visit. From there we walked back to the cathedral, determined to go in. When we got there we discovered there was an entry fee, and several tickets to choose from. 
It wasn't immediately obvious to us which one was the old church, so we walked out. It shouldn't be that confusing to visit a church.
Around the back side of the church was a tomb of world interest: that of Immanuel Kant. The German philosopher was from and lived in Kaliningrad.
We walked across another bridge near the back side of the bridge, heading toward a part of town known as the fishing village. Waaaaay back in the day, this part of town really was a fishing village. Now it's just a long row of 'German' looking buildings, filled with restaurants, cafes, and souvenir shops. 
It's photogenic, but not much else.
More walking brought us to yet another bridge, this one called King's Bridge. As we crossed, we noticed a group taking wedding photos. I must admit, I'm not a fan of any of the bridesmaids' dresses I've seen in Russia. Ick.
We found a huge fountain not too far away, it was full of local citizens playing in the water. I guess you could call it a local splash pad? It looked fun, if we'd brought the right clothes, or at least dry clothes for later.
All that walking brought us back to the first bridge we'd walked, going over the river to the island. We followed it backward this time, all the way to a tram stop. The tram going home didn't take long, and was cheap. Have I mentioned how much I love public transportation?
After arriving back at the train station (from Svetlogorsk,) the next evening, we visited two statues. One was of Mikhail Kalinin, a Bolshevik revolutionary and Soviet Politician. This is the guy after whom the city and oblast is now named. 
The second statue was Vladimir Ilyich Lenin, a guy I've mentioned a few times previously.
We laughed as we walked past a pizza place on the way to the tram stop to get home. The place was called Obama Pizza, and had the slogan "yes, we eat."
After returning mid afternoon from Zelenogradsk the next day, we walked into the city center again. Claire was still looking for an amber piece of jewelry, so we stopped into every store we saw. Eventually she found something she liked. I got lucky and found a ring I liked in the first store we visited.
We found a big war memorial on one riverbank, it was Soviet big, which is what I typically expect in a war memorial in this country.
We went to bed early that night, since we had to be up early in the morning. Our landlord called a taxi for us at 0630, the ride back to the airport was quick and easy. We got back to Moscow around noon, into terrible weather, yuck.
I would love to return to the Kaliningrad region, to see more of the city and more of the entire area.

09 May 2009

vietnam 2

after mui ne, we took a bus up to the hill station of dalat...originally "discovered" by a frenchmen, it was an escape from the heat, especially during the summer...before the advent of air conditioning, it was a favourite place for vietnamese students to attend uni, as you don't need air con in dalat...since it was another holiday, it was difficult for us to find a room, and those we did find were ridiculously expensive...the room we finally went with was huge, and under the eaves...awesome...
the last ruler of vietnam was a guy named bao dai, and in dalat alone he had three palaces...you can see all three of them, but the most popular to visit is his "summer palace"...i don't know what i was expecting, but it wasn't much...he was so influenced by western culture that it was the same as seeing a house in the states...not very exciting...about 3km from the summer palace are the waterfalls of cam ly...not very exciting either...man made i think...if not, they certainly look it...i saw a zebra available for riding there, but opted to skip that...the most interesting thing in dalat is probably a place called the crazy house...created by a woman called hang nga (i think) who is the daughter of the guy who took over after ho chi minh died, it's a combination of alice in wonderland meets gaudi...strangest architecture ever...
dalat is built around a man made lake, the book says it's 7km to walk around...a nice walk, i did it three times in three days:)...a very easy walk...there were people running around the lake at all hours of the day...
the second full day we were in dalat i did a lot of walking...more than a half marathon, at least...one of the reasons was that i walked out to more waterfalls, 5km out of town...the falls at datanla were much better than cam ly...still not the greatest, but they looked awesome in comparison...plus, they've built a bobsled rail, soooo much fun...i rode down and up twice...i'm such a scaredy cat when it comes to going fast, i never catch up with anyone on those sorts of things...i loved it...
while we were in dalat, nalayna read her guidebook and realized there was an area in south vietnam she wanted to go see...since i wanted to keep going north, we split up again...she went down to the mekong delta, i went up to nha trang...
nha trang is another beach town...in the states the name is probably known because it was a popular R&R spot for US military personnel during the war in vietnam...it was super overcast while i was there, so i didn't spend time on the beach...(shocking, i know)...i went to see cham ruins, which weren't very interesting because they had been renovated...they just didn't look very authentic anymore, if that makes any sense...while walking to and from the towers i saw a fishing village, which was nifty...some of the fishing boats (we saw them in mui ne too) are circular...they're like big woven baskets...people get in them off the boats, and they only have one paddle...i wonder how long they stay out in those "boats"? i also wandered around in a photo gallery for a while...the guy whose name is on the gallery has apparently won several awards...some of the photos definitely caught my attention, but others didn't seem all that special...all the photos were black and white...he doesn't use a digital camera, and develops all his own work...the people pictures were what caught my eyes the most...the last thing i saw in nha trang was another wat...the wat wasn't anything exciting, but there was a giant buddha 150 steps up the hill behind the wat...he just sits up there, as if to look out over the city...the city views were awesome...i would've liked it even more if the kids hadn't kept pestering me to buy postcards...
after nha trang i kept going north, to a town called quang ngai...(pronounced hwang nai)...most people in the states have never heard of it, it's not a popular spot on the tourist trail...the only reason anyone goes there is to see the memorial at son my...most of you probably don't know that name either...but i bet all of you (or at least many of you) have heard the name my lai...son my is the name of the area where the massacre by US soldiers took place...somehow, they got information that led them to believe that vietcong were hiding in the area, and that the area in general was supporting the vietcong...what ended up happening was awful...US soldiers helicoptered in, and went through the hamlets in the area, and destroyed them...while destroying them, they also massacred many of the inhabitants of the hamlets...at least four hamlets were completely destroyed...many old men and women, younger women, and children were brutally murdered...and the whole operation was photographed by a US photojournalist...my lai is the name of one of the hamlets, though i don't know why that is the name so well known...it's not even the name of the hamlet where the most people were killed...the total number of people killed was in the hundreds...the US military knew it had screwed up badly, and in an effort to cover up what happened, swore all the soldiers to secrecy...that obviously didn't work...a year later, the US military also went back to the area with huge bulldozers, and ploughed up the entire area, so there was nothing left...when you visit now, you wouldn't know that anything had happened there...it's about 12km outside quang ngai, a very peaceful little area...there is a musuem showing many of the pictures taken that day...in the museum is a comment book, and some of the comments left by visitors over the years are pretty emotional...many of them have been left by vietnam vets...even though the US destroyed the whole area, the vietnamese government went back and rebuilt some of the ruins to memorialize what happened...now you can see exactly where all the houses stood...and next to where each house was, there is a sign listing the name of the family that lived there as well as the family members who were killed...there are cement walkways between the houses, with footprints in them...bootprints representing the soldiers, and bare feet representing the villagers...
after quang nai my next stop was a town called hoi an...they call it an ancient city, and it's certainly been around a long time...originally, it was an important port for all of southeast asia...it's still very commercial, but now everything is catered to tourists...there are LOTS of tailor and shoe shops...you can have any clothes or shoes you want made in hoi an...you can barely walk 5 meters w/out someone trying to get you into their shop...the town itself is another UNESCO world heritage sight, so there are no cars or buses downtown...yay...of course, that doesnt stop the motorbikes, and some of those drivers are pretty aggressive...the beach in hoi an, about 5km down the road is great...i wish i had had time to lay out there!!
my second full day in hoi an i took a bus out to more cham ruins...these were a LOT better than those in nha trang...this area is called my son (not to be confused with the memorial place of son my that i just mentioned)...archeologists have divided my son into groups lettered A-K...the best ruins to see are groups a, b, c, and d...the ruins are a similar to khmer ruins, and the ruins at sukhothai and ayuthaya...which isn't all that surprising, considering the groups had been invading and conquering each other for centuries before the modern states existed...

09 April 2006

DARANGI FISHING VILLAGE

a quick weekend trip, good times...we woke up before dawn on a saturday morning in order to be on a bus way too early in the morning...after 6 hours on the bus we arrived at our destination...a fishing village not so far from namhae...(for those few of you who have any idea about korean geography)...the village is built onto the side of a steep incline, so no matter where we went, we were going up or down...for all the hiking we did in north korea, this was tougher...
as we got off the bus we got our first glimpse of the village and the people who lived there...
we were all staying in homestays, so the people we were staying with met us at the bus...since they are outdoors a lot more than most people in seoul, their skin was a lot darker...i stayed with the two girls i traveled with, as well as four scandinavians...(one fin, one swede, one norweigan/korean and one dane)...our ajuma (mother/older lady) led us to her house, which had a bright blue roof...every house in the village had a brightly colored roof...i saw red, orange, green and blue...really bright, i loved them...
anywho, our house had a great ocean view, and looked out over the terraces that the villagers had built into the hillside...the terraces were fairly small, and still tilled by cows...
after getting settled in our rooms, we went down to the beach area for some fishing...as i'm super squeamish, i made one of my friends hook the worms for me...and, as usual, i got bored fairly quickly and had more fun watching others try to catch fish...a couple people actually did catch something...there were tv cameras along with our group the whole weekend, from the arirang tv channel, documenting the whole trip...i'm terrified i'll end up in some program about the trip sometime...
these cameramen made one chick who caught a fish put it back in the water twice while they filmed her bringing it out, making it look like she was just catching it...i don't think the fish survived the ordeal, even though she threw it back in the end...
dinner was back in our homestay, homecooked...the usual assortment of korean foods...different kinds of kimchi, dwenjungjigae (sp?) as well as rice and fish...pretty tasty...i eat korean food nearly every day, so i knew what most of the foods were...we ended up eating the same food for breakfast the next morning...
i'm as game as anyone to do what the local culture does, but i have to admit that i prefer western breakfast traditions...oh well...after dinner we went up to a school play yard to have a bonfire with all the people who had come on the trip as well as some of the locals...they had set up a relay of sorts, in which i decided to participate...somehow (despite my not always stunning athletic abilities) i ended up on the winning team, which was also the most enthusiastic team...lots of cheering and generally making fools of ourselves...when you throw yourself into any activity the way we did, you'll have fun, regardless of the outcome...
the relay involved doing sommersaults on a mat, leapfrogging a wooden horse, finding candy with our mouths only in a plate full of flour (and getting our faces shoved in the flour...trust me, flour on your teeth is not a pleasant sensation) and walking on a balance beam...with a face full of flour, most of us fell off the balance beam at least once...
the next game was a tug of war...tons of fun, and the bonfire afterward was nice...i got a chance to talk with a few more of the others who had come on the trip...
after breakfast the next morning, our first activity was watching how the terraces were tilled...
people who wanted to do so had the opportunity to walk behind the cow and try to control how it did the tilling...while i didnt participate in this one, it looked to be a lot more difficult than one would imagine...the cow looked quite bored, and we speculated as to what was going through it's head with all of us standing around watching it go back and forth...
the last activity before getting back on the bus back to seoul had been advertised as deep sea fishing...howeva, as it ended up, it was more like "deep sea standing around"...
we got on the boat, which drove out to where the nets had been in the water...on the way out, one of our guides opened up one of the tanks, and brought out a live sea cucumber...after gesticulating that eating a sea cucumber is good for male virility (use your imagination as to what gestures he made) he proceeded to bite off the top of it, and eat the entire thing, guts and all...i'm not big on slimy things, but it was almost fascinating to watch...as we got to the area where the nets were, he helped to pull in the nets...(as all of us stood around and watched)...included in the catch was a squid, still alive...so, in keeping with the 'look what gross thing i can do' theme, he made the squid squirt ink at us...
one girl got a face full of ink and it ended up all over the clothes of several in the group...i made sure i was standing behind people so my clothes stayed clean...anywho, then he ate one of the tentacles off the still living squid, and offered to cut off a tentacle for anyone who wanted to do so as well...again, not so much something i wanted to do...and again, while it completely grossed me out, i was fascinated and watched as others did so...after riding back to the dock, the guides cleaned and gutted the fish right there on the dock, so we all had fresh sushi...pretty awesome, though i didn't have much...
and then it was back to the bus for the long trip back...though we spent too much time on the bus for such a short trip, it was great to get out of seoul, see something new, and spend a night in a really really quiet place...(seoul is NEVER quiet)...
new adventures coming soon i think....