Wednesday, April 16, 2014

Khiva, Uzbekistan, April 15th

Yesterday morning we went to the Savitsky museum in Nukus. It has a huge collection of what Stalin called degenerate art as well as ethnographic and archeological stuff. It was so far from Moscow that it got away with not towing the line. There were some great paintings but they wanted $40 to take photos so I bought some postcards instead.
After leaving Nukus another long drive across desert (via some ancient forts) to Khiva. It is reputed to have been founded by Shem, son of Noah! Anyway it later became a central city of the Silk road and later an infamous sllave market . Now its old city is preserved and is a nice place to walk around.
Toprak Qala fort, originally Zoroastrian and more than 2000 years old.
 Another view of Toprak Qala. You might be able to see some of the salting which has occurred since the Aral Sea disaster.
View from our hotel in Khiva - actually a graveyard.
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 Malika Khiva Hotel.

 The gardening gang in the square in front of the hotel.

Map of the central part of the Silk Road
One of many carved columns, mostly elm wood and some hundreds of years old.
The main street, showing the blue tiled unfinished minaret. Usual story - architect heard he would be killed when he finished so he ran away.
Fur hats are all the go in Khiva and at the moment although the days are sunny there is an icy wind.
Girls embroidering silk thread on cotton. they are part of the Silk carpet project documented in A Carpet ride to Khiva by Christopher Aslan Alexander - A book I recommend.
Interior of the oldest mosque in Khiva.
Knitted slippers
I do not know what "pinch" is.
The ceiling of one of the Khan's wives rooms in the harem.
Plenty of beautiful tiling everywhere,

Electrical repairs while you wait.

Tonight we tried Uzbek red wine and it is drinkable at $2 a bottle although ours did not come complete with corkscrew like some.

Sunday, April 13, 2014

Nukus, Karakalpakstan April 14, 2014

Tashkent was very wet, but not cold.The airport was pretty chaotic but we eventually found our baggage among all the cardboard boxes.

Tashkent was flattened by an earthquake in 1966 and was rebuilt in the Soviet era with some grand Soviet style buildings and lovely wide boulevardes. Spring has just sprung and so there is fresh green on the trees and flowers and blossom. We started in old Tashkent and visited some mosques and madressas which pre date the earthquake but not Genghis Khan  We next visited the bazaar and then rode the metro. No photos on the metro but it has pretty impressive architecture (like Moscow) and one station is dedicated to Romeo and Juliet.

 Our driver was chatting to his girl friend and was later for the rendezvous but we made the plane to Nukus which was full of Bangladeshis off on some contract probably looking for oil or gas in this area.

Hasti Imam Complex? 
More IslamicArchitecture
 
 Lots of wooden Koran stands.
Even some of the street lamps have finely carved wooden bases.

Ladies outside Chorzu bazaar. The vegetables were very good quality and plentiful.
Inspecting nuts and delicious dried apricots.

 
 Judging by the mouthful of gold teeth there is money in potatoes!
 
Looking over part of the meat section which is modern and orderly.

 Independence Square has lovely gardens and Timurlane has replaced Stalin.
 We are now at Mizdakhan outside Nukus - a burial ground since the 4thC B.C. originally Zoroastrian.
Inside the restored 14thC Mausoleum of Mazhum Khan Shu.
 A local shop - note the very yellow butter.
 
We drove 200+km to Moynaq which used to be a big fishing port but is now surrounded by desert. The World War 2 monument now has the information boards about this huge ecological and environmental disaster.
 
 Above as the sea was, and below as it is now.
 

 One of the rusting hulks in the graveyard of fishing boats.

Saturday, April 12, 2014

Incheon (Seoul Airport) April 11th, 2014

Last night we found a very satisfactory restaurant/cafe. The waitress spoke no English, but with the help of another patron we ordered two dishes and were reasonably sure they were not offal. They turned out to be a delicious soup with beef and lots of side dishes including two varieties of pickled cabbage - the famous kimchi and plenty of chillies. The other dish was little pork and egg fritters and a sort of sate dipping sauce. 

We have been surprised at how few Caucasian faces we saw in Korea.

Even though there are English labels we were not much wiser.
 
Individually packaged apples in the super market.
 
Cherry blossom

Traditional music at the Airport.
Beautifully dressed dolls. The one on the right was $600 so my 5 great nieces will miss out!
 
I am not usually into 'selfies' but here I am in Incheon Airport 

Thursday, April 10, 2014

Seoul April 10, 2014

China Southern looked after us and we are safely in Incheon at the Sky hotel. Spring has hardly arrived. Everything is dry and brown although there are blossom trees. I have not taken any photos and the motel  room is not terribly inspiring. However it was an achievement to change the screen to English. I found Korean very difficult

Friday, July 12, 2013

Paris, July 6th, 2013

Saturday 29th June. We made an excursion from Chateauroux to Bourges. It was a wet morning but the rain had more or less stopped when we arrived. Bourges has free parking near the medieval city which is encouraging for tourists. We went to the Tourist Office and got a map. The tourist train was just leaving so we went on the tour which also had an informative commentary in English. As we left there were several wedding parties making their way to the Town Hall for the civil ceremony and so we waved to them.  An hour later we finished the tour at the cathedral. It is really impressive and avoided damage during the Wars of Religion, the Revolution and both World Wars. The nave is 37m high (think a ten story building!) and the stained glass in the choir dates from 1215, contemporary with the more famous Chartres cathedral. There are three levels of windows and the bottom level is just above eye level so you don't need binoculars to see them. There is also an astronomical clock from 1424 which is only a few seconds out in a year. 
 The tourist train parked outside the cathedral in Bourges.
 Cathedral of St. Etienne in Bourges.
 Detail of one of the 13thC stained glass windows.
 The diamond pattern is very typical of the half timbered buildings in Bourges.
 
Our next stop was in Alencon famous for its lace, but we did not go to the lace museum. On the way to Alencon we explored the Loire Valley a little including driving through Chambord park. Our day trip from Alencon was to Saint Ceneri le Generi supposedly one of the prettiest villages in France and we were not disappointed. From there to Mayenne and Jublains for the Roman ruins and Lassay les Chateaux another classic chateau. 

Chambord, one of the great chateaux of the Loire. Begun in 1519 it is surrounded by a vast park and forest where the king used to hunt.
One of the pretty restaurants in Sainte-Ceneri-le-Gerai, one of the most beautiful villages in France.


 A street in Sainte-Ceneri-le-Gerai.
 Frescoes probably from the 12th-14thC inside the 11thC Romanesque church in Sainte-Ceneri-le-Gerai. They had been plastered over centuries ago and this preserved them.

Lassay les Chateaux in Mayenne
 
We were a bit ambitious making our way from Alencon to Caen. We started off visiting Sees cathedral. This cathedral is the 5th Christian structure on the site of a Roman temple. As far as I know it is the only cathedral ordered to be burnt by its own bishop. (He was trying to smoke out looters) The Pope was unimpressed and ordered him to rebuild the cathedral! I was anxious to finally see some French coast and so we went to St Malo which took rather longer than I expected so we were late arriving in Caen. 
 The story of Sees cathedral and its vicissitudes through the centuries.
 The keep of the chateau of Carrouges near Sees in Normandy. The chateau itself is moated and was lived in by the same family from the 14thC until 1936.

On Wednesday we went back to Falaise to see William the Conqueror's castle where he was born in 1029. It was drizzling rain, but the old buildings outside the castle were attractive. Unfortunately at this point the Sat Nav gave up the ghost. Although previously we have found our way around France with just paper maps, you do get used to modern technology.  We returned to Caen and found the Opel dealer who was not very helpful and so we resorted to our own TomTom which we had brought from Australia. Driving north east from Caen we reached the coast at Deauville, a very up market seaside resort. Apparently it was race day as there was no shortage of horse floats and traffic. Our last stop on the way to Rouen was Honfleur, one of Monet's haunts. Unfortunately it was chaotic. There were major roadworks and one of the main parking areas was inaccessible. It was also one of the few places where we found tourist hordes. 
 A chaumiere - a thatched cottage of Normandy. Although this one does not  they typically have iris planted along the ridge of the roof.
The harbour at Honfleur as painted by Monet and many others.

 The porch of the wooden St Catherine's church in Honfleur.
 A saxophonist plays Bach next to the organ in St Catherine's church in Honfleur.
 I love the lively horses on this carousel next to the harbour in Honfleur.

Thursday was our last full day in France and we went to Dieppe. It was a glorious day and driving along the coast was very pleasant. On Saturday we had until 6 p.m. to get to CDG airport, so we went to Giverny and peered through the fence of Monet's garden, which was looking as beautiful as ever. Continuing along through the Seine Valley we were able to amble along quiet back roads although we were so close to Paris. 
 Camembert in the making?
 The cliffs at Pourville. I had read how Monet was fascinated by the changing colour of the sea on the Normandy coast. The day we were there, the sea was a beautiful turquoise colour.
 Cathedral square surrounded by pleached trees.
 Monet's garden at Giverny viewed through the fence.
 Sunlight on the cliffs beside the Seine near Les Andelys.
A pigeonnier or dovecote in the Seine Valley. The pigeons were an important food source in Medieval times and were kept for their eggs, meat and dung.
 
The pace changed suddenly when we got onto the autoroutes on the outskirts of Paris. I found that rather nervewracking but we got the car back to the depot at the airport without incident. I was promising myself a Gin and tonic at the airport. So it was a disappointment when I could not find it and had to settle for French champagne.
We arrived home to bitterly cold weather and now I have caught up on sleep I will put this blog into hibernation until next time we set off on our travels.