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Monday, October 30, 2006

Winding Down

Oh Great Temple of the Tooth














Elephants, Elephants everywhere









Not great internet facilities here. So time to come home. I learned the sinhalese word for internet so I could ask for directions. That's hard core, isn't it?

I've decided to move up my return to this week instead of next. Been an amazing time and I am now tired.

Still some stuff to do, two more interviews, a visit to the two temples close to the house where I am staying. Photos, wild sound to gather.

If it sounds like I am running out of words, I am. But very happy, glad to be here for another couple of days and equally glad to be coming home.

land in Vancouver on Friday at 12:25 pm. Funny thing is I leave Hong Kong at 4:45 in the afternoon. So I get back to Vancouver 4 hours before I leave Hong Kong. Nice trick, eh?

I'll send you all a longer email from the Hong Kong airport -- I have a four hour stopover and the internet there is good. So it's a good way of spending the time.

In the meantime, here are a couple of pictures from the Elephant Orphanage in Pinnawala .. my Sri Lankan hosts took me on a trip to the interior, to the city of Kandy. We went to the Elephant Orphanage, to a tea plantation and museum, and then the great Buddhist Temple of the Tooth (there is a tooth of the Buddha interred in the temple, snatched from his funeral pyre in India and then smuggled into Sri Lanka in the hair of a princess). The temple was amazingly beautiful .. I also am attaching a picture. Exterior only .. photos inside not allowed unless you pay them a lot of money.

Thursday, October 26, 2006

Not a Tiger to be Found

One of the many shrines to the Buddha. This one is across the road from the place where I am staying.


I am here in Sri Lanka. That's right .. no tigers, either the kind with guns or the kind with sabre teeth. I am fine .. this is probably one of the best times to be in Sri Lanka because both the government side and the Tamil Tigers are in Geneva for peace talks. So hopefully the peace will last. Even if it doesn't, neither side is likely to do anything drastic with the eyes of the world upon them.

I am safe and happy at the home of Dr. Palathiratne and his family in Moratuwa, just a bit south of Colombo. Right now I am in town with Mr. Dekom, the cook and servant of the family. His job is mostly to make sure that I don't get lost or hit by a car while the family is at work. Mr. Dekom speaks practically no English and I speak absolutely no Singhalese, so communication is interesting.

The Palathiratnes have a couple of busy days so I am mostly doing work at home on my stories. On Saturday they are taking me around and showing me the sights of the area. They have a very comfortable house and I am feeling very good about being here.

Sri Lanka has a much different feeling than India, despite it being so close. I will expound upon it when I get home and have a chance to digest it all. It is very beautiful here. Very green. The monsoons haven't ended yet, so we do get rain at night. The tsunami actually came this far up the west coast .. I had no idea it came up this far. People are still talking about it. The newspapers are very good here ... one of the themes that is coming up on a regular basis is the "lavish" lifestyles of the international aid workers who come here. Much to think about.

Email access isn't as plentiful here as it was in India, so if you don't hear from me in a few days, don't worry about it (this mostly for my mother). If you need to get in touch with me, Dave Kattenburg in Brandon Manitoba has my phone number here.

Tuesday, October 24, 2006

I Love Kerala

Fisherman hauling in the nets on Kovallam Beach

Here I am in an internet cafe at the Trivandrum Airport. This is the first airport in India that has an internet cafe. So it earns big points in my books. It's also the shiniest and most modern of the airports I've been in. The takeoff, I have been told, will be spectacular ... it's like Vancouver airport. It's right next to the sea and the end of the runway is the end of the land.

What an amazing time I have had here. I do think that, of all the destinations in India, this is the one place where North Americans can come and not have to do TOO much adjusting. I used to be quite critical of people who travelled to a foreign country and then needed to stay in a Western style resort. Now I am realizing that there is something to be said for it .. when you're encountering a totally new culture, some touchstones with the familiar are a good thing.

So now I am off to Sri Lanka. As I went through Indian Customs I briefly got a little pang in my heart, realizing that I really AM leaving. Goes to show that over the past month, I have acclimatized and developed a liking for the place. Got to say, in the first couple of weeks I wasn't sure that was ever going to happen.

Now, Canada seems like an abstraction. I think of being back at my mom and dad's place zipping around on the snowmobile and it seems like something out of a movie.

But I don't have to think about that right now. I am off to a new adventure and two more weeks of fun, adventure and education in the sun.

More from Colombo. Got a plane to catch.

Backwater Kerala

Vinod and his oarsman

Oh, what a day yesterday was! Everybody has been telling me I have to take a trip into the backwaters of Kerala. Yesterday I got to do it, and I can see why.

Best of all, it wasn't a tourist-organized trip. Here's how it happened -- my friend Vinod came and picked me up and took me to his parents' place. On the way there he explained that this wasn't just a social call ... what he wanted to do was introduce me to his parents, take me on a tour of their property and outline the plans they have to make it a tourist resort specializing in yoga, meditation and ayurvedic medicine.

Specifically, he wants a North American investor and he is hoping I can spread the word. Which I am happy to do because it is a phenomenal place. His father owns about 30 acres (which gives you some kind of an idea of their economic status .. in a country like India with over a billion people, that's a big chunk of land).

Right now the property is used as a farm ... coconuts (10,000 of them each year), pepper, cloves and prawns (BIG tiger prawns). The month to be here is April when the prawns are ready to fish and the mangos are in season (no fresh mangos right now, sadly) They also have their own cows to make yogurt and produce milk (Vinod's mother is a really good cook ... we had a traditional Keralan lunch of rice, fish, dhal and two different kinds of vegetables with yogurt. Yum)

Then we went for a walk on the property and they introduced me to all the plants growing there, including wild medicinal herbs. I needed a medicinal herbs sound bite for one of my stories, so this worked out well.

Then we came to the river, the backwater, the canal .. not quite sure what the terminology is. We got in a simple large wooden boat and got the river tour of the property. It was navigated by one of their servants who pushed it along with a long bamboo pole.

We were on the water for about 90 minutes, and Vinod and his father showed me where they were planning to build the tourist huts, and what they would look like (luxury but not out of range of the budget traveller either). There are resorts springing up all around them, but they are mostly of the eco-friendly type, spaced out with lots of room for solitude. In addition to the ponds and backwater canals, they are a very short boat ride from a large freshwater lake, and then the sea. (Vinod's wife Lily's family also owns 20 or so acres of waterfront acreage closer to the ocean that they are also planning to develop. So there seems to be no shortage of land and people who want to do something with it)

His father also told me they are planning to buy a houseboat for longer tours of the backwater. (These are like floating hotels .. there is a large houseboat trade in the Kerala district. I think his main reason for wanting to have a houseboat is to be able to offer the tourists another option).

He also plans to buy an elephant. I asked him how much an elephant would cost, "More than a car?". He said yes, but tourists won't come to India to ride in a car. Well put. There is also ancillary income to be made if you buy an elephant. It can be rented out for weddings and ceremonies at the temple. Besides, I would bet an elephant doesn't depreciate as fast as a car and is not subject to the ups and downs of the oil market.

I told Vinod that I don't have $10,000 to invest right now ... that's all they're looking for. One or two partners at $10,000 apiece would really help them get the work done. They're also putting a lot of their own money in. When you consider that there are people in North America who spend that much on a timeshare, it hardly seems unreasonable. I appreciate their enterprising spirit even if I can't do much to help them out monetarily. But I will show everybody the pictures, spread the word about their enterprise. And at the very least, encourage people to come here when the resort is up and running.

On the way home, Vinod continued the tour by showing me a resort which looks like what they are planning to do. (To get in to see the resort, we pretended I was a North American client who was bringing a group of people to consult with Vinod's computer company).

The resort he showed me was beyond description ... very polished, with thatched roof traditional looking huts with all the modern conveniences, its own private pond and garden, living room and a balcony looking out on the backwater and at the palm trees.

Sure is beautiful here. I leave tomorrow morning for Sri Lanka. They seem to be behaving themselves right now. With peace talks happening in Switzerland on the 28th and 29th, hopefully the tensions will continue to dissipate.

At any rate, I am being met at the airport by someone I know and I will be staying at his home in the suburbs outside of Colombo. What I've learned is that insurgents don't target residential areas. I am feeling much more confident now that I've had a few days in a peaceful place where nobody's fighting with each other (this sure is a fightin' kind of continent, though. I wonder if the heat has anything to do with it?)

Many things to ponder after I get home and start composing my radio pieces and writing my book. Kerala is known locally as "God's Country" and I can see why ... of all the places I've visited, this is the one I've been the most impressed with. It's peaceful, tidy, educated (90% literacy rate, which is even higher than Western standards).

Pretty amazing. I must come back here. Next time, Vinod says, not to work. One week of houseboating, one week at the beach and one week of Ayurvedic (traditional Indian medicine) treatments and yoga. Such bliss.

Coconut Milk .. Right from the Source

Sunday, October 22, 2006

Madam, you want to buy ...?

Day three in Trivandrum. Nice to settle in. People are getting to know me here. Which is a mixed blessing ...

I am still getting used to the Indian style of commerce. Business pundits over here and elsewhere say that India is poised to become a major world power. If you think the Americans are aggressive in business, you haven't seen nothing until you've tried (or tried NOT) to do business here.

Every day now, I walk down the street. And shopkeepers say "you will come in Madam?" and I say "not now" and they say "you promise .." and I say "I'm here for another couple of days. Not now". They don't forget what you say to them. You indicate an interest in a green shawl and they have a stack of green shawls to show you next time you come by. It's relentless.

I have figured out what I need to do. I can only handle a couple of hours being out and about and then the constant trying to sell me stuff really stretches my capacity to be compassionate and understanding. So I give myself permission to go back to the hotel and leave it all .. and then an hour later I'm primed and ready to get going again.

I wish I could make some of these people understand that I'm more likely to buy if they just leave me alone. But they don't do things that way so there's no point wishing for it.

Hope I'm not sounding bitchy. I don't mean to ... still having fun, it's still beautiful. I do miss the dispassionate distance of North American society sometimes. But there's another side to that too.

Off to the Trivandrum zoo today. Vinod and his wife Lily are going to show me the sites of the town. It's Diwali right now. Which I have been told is mostly a northern festival but the southerners have been adopting it too. Lots of firecrackers.

More later
V

Saturday, October 21, 2006

Mmmmm..

My Masseuse with the wonderful hands
Today is "take care of myself" day. No work. So this morning I went down to the Ayurvedic (traditional Indian medicine) clinic of a friend of my friend Vinod's. What an amazing experience.

I've had massages in Canada before, but this is different. The massuese was a woman named Sunhita .. she did the whole massage dressed in an elegant blue sari. It was a very oily affair ... hot oil drizzled on just about every part of my body. And the oil didn't have that typical North American pharmaceutical smell .. it smelled of green plants, earth and a little bit of woodsmoke.

First she massaged my head. For twenty whole minutes. Around my eyes, my ears, rubbing hot oil in my scalp. Then the shoulders, down the arms. She even massaged each finger and toe and cracked each knuckle. She pinched, lightly slapped, patted and rubbed. All this took placed over 90 minutes or so.

Then she left, leaving me lying on the massage table wondering what to do next. The table was dripping with oil and so was my body. I got up and started towelling off the oil.

Then she came back in with two buckets .. one with a pink kind of soapy water. She said it was Ayurvedic medicine of some kind. Then she had a small bowl of a light brown powder which she mixed with water to make a paste. We went into the shower room. She spread the paste all over my naked body, all over my face and into my hair line. Then she took the pink liquid and washed down my entire body and hair.

It's been a long, long time since anybody else scrubbed me down. It felt really incredible.

Now I am in an internet cafe dodging the early afternoon rain showers. The monsoons are over so they should be subsiding by now. But it still rains in the early afternoon.

I just had a nice lunch of prawn biryani (a rice dish) with cashews and dried fruit with a kind of yogurt dressing. The food all over India (except for the night when I got food poisoning) is great. Food in Kerala is even better. Just spicy enough, and they use lots of coconut milk and fruit.

Better still, it is very hard work to spend more than $5 a day on food here. And even that's a stretch. Most of my meals have topped up at 100 rupees, which is about 2.40 Canadian. And at that, I can't even eat it all.

More later. Still assessing the situation in Sri Lanka and wondering whether to come home early. Don't know what to do ...

Friday, October 20, 2006

Kovallam


I am being richly rewarded for all my hard work. I am now in the far south of India, close to the tip. There are coconut palms outside my window, a balcony that looks out on the waves crashing on the rocks below. The waves lull me to sleep.

I just went for a walk along the beach and got wet up to the knees in the Arabian Sea. There are lots of tourists here swimming and surfing, and I am looking forward to getting out in the water with them. The monsoons are over, the days are sunny and it is wonderful to be here.

I got to Trivandrum (the city closest to Kovallam) at 5 this morning and was met at the station by Vinod, a work colleague of Barry's who is doing a lot of his web work. This is interesting in itself .. Barry has been quite critical of globalization and yet he's hiring offshore workers. This is a good thing, though, and I am planning to do a story on how this kind of trend reduces the need for people in developing countries to become migrant workers. Ya, it's tough on us when we lose the jobs to other countries but I am starting to look at it differently. I am starting to believe that the West needs to equalize its income with the rest of the world. And this is a very productive way to do it which helps us all.

When I say I am being rewarded now, it doesn't mean that there haven't been rewards which came along with other parts of my travel. The whole trip has been rewarding but not necessarily in that kind of pleasant way that comes with being in a beautiful environment with nothing to do but bliss out. Getting to know a whole new culture is tough work. Documenting and organizing it into something that can be conveyed consistently, evocatively and factually is an even bigger job. So while I've been getting to know this culture, I have also had to figure out as I go along how to interpret what it is I am seeing and hearing. And that's not easy.

I am still planning to go to Sri Lanka next week ... I may end up coming home early depending on what the political situation is. I really want to do it but I am getting very tired of being in conflict zones. It takes a lot out of you. First Nepal, where there is peace right now but it's very fragile, and one of the main topics of conversation is the Maoists and whether or not the peace will hold. Then I went to Kashmir which was a wonderful experience but it is also a flashpoint in the world. then , just as I was thinking "oh good, I am now going to the peaceful south", riots broke out in Mangalore. I have been fine in every place, and I have the foundations for some great articles -- a travel article -- "How Much Risk is too Much?", and another on media reporting of violence and war. And lots of other things.

Today I am off to interview Vinod about how doing North American work in Trivandrum has affected him and his family. Then I am going to be doing an interview with an Ayurvedic doctor about herbal medicine, as part of a piece on how Western and Eastern medicine are becoming harmonized.

As you can tell, I'm in work mode. Took me a while to get here .. it took a lot of focussing that didn't come naturally in my first couple of weeks. I didn't really start relaxing until my weekend in the Holy City of Hardiwar. That is a whole other story in itself ... I ended up helping a young American woman who found herself in the wrong place in the wrong time. Made the mistake of saying "yes" when a young male friend she had met earlier in the day asked her if he could kiss her. He was jumped and beat up by three of his friends who saw the whole thing (might have been because she was white, or because he had a girlfriend already ... hard to say). Then the men started taunting her saying "kiss me too". I am glad that I was there when she came back to the hotel .. she was alright but badly shaken. Things could have turned out a lot worse.

Don't worry. I am not kissing any strangers when I am over here. My rule now is no romantic liaisons when you're travelling unless you've known him for more than five years.

Back to my tales of Kovallam ... there are lots and lots and lots of internet cafes here too (Question: why do they call them cafes when you can't get a coffee or anything here? Guess it must be the same reason why coffee houses are called coffee houses in Amsterdam even if they only serve pot). Lots of single women travelling here. So I'm not the only one being stared at (in my high school there was one black family. Everybody else was white. So now I know how it feels to be visibly different than everybody else.)

My hotel is absolutely lovely ... big windows overlooking the ocean, a balcony for having tea while watching the waves crash against the rocks and looking up at the coconuts hanging in the trees). And best of all, it's clean! (Clean is in rather short supply over here, not meaning to be critical but it's an objective fact at least by Canadian standards ...).

A note about my journey by train from Mangalore to Trivandrum .. Indian trains are great for sleeping in. And it's a good budget saver .. for the price of a hotel room alone, you can get to the next place you're going and also a place to sleep for the night.

More travel tips in later emails. I am back to my hotel room and then out to visit Vinod's office and do an interview.

I Wasn't Staying Here, but I appreciate the sentiment

Thursday, October 19, 2006

one more from Mangalore

Mangalore .. from one of the seven hills

Just about ready to leave Mangalore. Got some great, great stories here. Can't believe the level of citizen activism. The larger story about Mangalore is that it is a beautiful, environmentally, sensitive zone where the fathers and mothers of the city are going development crazy. They (with the help of the World Bank and Asian Development Bank) are attracting more industries. Petroleum industries in particular.

This is short-sighted in a whole bunch of different ways. First of all, it's in an earthquake zone. And then there are the issues like, how is the city going to be able to provide the roads, the drinking water, the garbage disposal, the streetlights .. the list goes on and on.

India is a company that is very short on infrastructure. This is happening in many cities. One of the stories I am doing is about Mangalore and the challenges of unplanned growth. Which is a challenge we have over here in Canada too .. not as visibly, but it's also here.

On another note, I'm sure you don't need to know this but it makes me feel better.

Everybody told me I'd get sick once when I was here. Last night it happened. Threw up all night. Thought you'd want to know that. (The philosopher Wittgenstein said that when we express pain, it makes it go away. So there, I feel better).

I'm fine now after a sumptuous breakfast of sprite and dry toast. Getting on the train at 2:15 today to go to Trivandrum, my last stop in India before heading over to Sri Lanka.

For those of you who are expressing concern about the action over there, be assured that I am watching the situation. If it deteriorates further, coming home early is an option. I'm getting tired of all this fighting anyway. This is a very expressive part of the world, let's leave it at that.

Not much more .. I'm going to head back to the hotel to rest my poor battered stomach before catching the train.

Wednesday, October 18, 2006

winding down in Mangalore

Well, I have survived the most dangerous part of the job here in Mangalore .. riding on the back of a motorbike without a helmet. I know, this is high risk behaviour. But it was the only way to get around and nobody wears helmets (except that they're mandatory at the end of the month. Ya sure. Enforcement is a whole other issue).

No more motorbikes, my motorbike chauffeur has now left. Tomorrow I leave for Trivandrum on the tip of the subcontinent where I will be meeting Barry's colleague Vinod. He is coming to the train station to meet me .. at 5:10 am! The hospitality here is outstanding .. we can learn a lot.

I will be in Trivandrum until October 25th when I will be leaving to go to Colombo. Don't worry, I am watching the political situation very carefully. Colombo is fine and I will be staying with a lovely doctor and his family who I interviewed in Vancouver at the World Urban Forum. It will be safe, I am sure. If things take a turn for the worse, I can take an earlier flight home.

I will be fine. Just about of internet time. I found myself a lovely little shiny internet cafe that I've been in for the past two hours. Met many, many people in Mangalore and now it's time for a break. I will be doing some interviews in Trivandrum but also hanging out at the beach and relaxing.

Tuesday, October 17, 2006

Where is everybody?

Radio ads and radio guys .. the same everywhere (a billboard in Bangalore, where commercial radio has only been legal for a couple of years.)


My email is slowing down to less than a trickle. Come on, everybody ...

Still in Mangalore .. this morning I went down to the harbour to watch the fishing boats come in and sell their catch. Had breakfast in the Fisherman's Association Restaurant ... really good food here .. because I know local people I am getting away from the standard touristy restaurants (though room service in the hotel at night is good and really cheap -- I'm only spending $4 a day maximum on food). After all the meetings all day it's good to eat by myself accompanied only by Hindu TV, the Discovery Channel and non-stop American movies.

This afternoon I am going mosquito busting with a citizens group that is trying to stop the spread of malaria. Then off to meet city councillors. Tomorrow is All India Radio (they've set me up to meet the Chairman of the whole Corporation, which is very cool. I am going to talk to him about how he sees All India Radio working with community radio). Further on the radio front, I was amazed to learn that the first commercial stations only went on the air 4 or 5 years ago. Another 326 are coming on line in a month or two. And the predictions are that there will be 5000 new stations on the air within five years.

From what I've seen, commercial radio isn't going to be any more exciting here than it is in Canada. The marketing is the same too -- big beefy guys with cool sounding names who are trying to be funny and entertaining. Sigh ... this is not a stylistic export from America that I am happy to see here.

(Later Postscript -- when I was doing community radio interviews on Oct. 16 in Bangalore, the continuous lament from Indian community radio folks was that the government was never going to legalize community radio. Despite the legislation being on the table for 9 years. On November 16, just two weeks after I got home, it was legalized. That is big news ....)

Over and out for now. More tomorrow. Write to me!

Definitely getting more used to being here. Canada has started to become a bit of a haze ...

Sunday, October 15, 2006

Mangalore by Motorbike


I am starting to make my way down the coast to Sri Lanka. Arrived by plane in Mangalore yesterday and was met at the airport by my friend Guru, who I met in Hamilton in October 2004. He's the exec. director of the Urban Research Centre and we have a very full schedule planned for the next few days.

I have already met a whole bunch of people who are doing important environmental work .. many, many people to talk to. And I am having fun zipping around on the back of Guru's motorbike, all the while trying to figure out how the women sitting sidesaddle wearing saris can hang on!

The hotel here is pretty good as well. Very cheap .. would have been cheaper if I'd gone for non-AC, but since this is a malaria hotspot I figured I'd have a better chance of dodging the pesky little buggers if I didn't have to open the windows (my family knows how much mosquitos like me for some reason).

I have a whole bunch of other people to meet and tomorrow we are going on a field trip to search and destroy mosquito larvae.

this city is small compared to Bangalore. Other things .. let's see ... bigger Christian influence here than anywhere else I've been in India. The rickshaws have names -- "Sacred Heart", "Infant Jesus", "Hail Mary" -- that's because you have to invoke prayers when you get behind the wheel on the roads over here.

Just thought I'd let you know the latest. Internet access is not as common here as in other cities so if you don't hear from me for a couple of days, don't worry.

Friday, October 13, 2006

The Same Road Bill Gates Uses

Needed -- Four Lane Highway for the IT Industry
Whew! What a day!

I am in busy, dizzy, Bangalore. I came here specifically because my friend Frieda wanted me to meet her friend Indu, a fireball of a journalist who is 70 years old and going stronger than me.

She asked me what I wanted to do and I said I wanted to focus my time on talking to community radio folks. First thing off the plane yesterday I called her and she said "The people from Voices (community radio group) want to talk to you but they'll only be there until four. Call them (It was 2:00) So I took a cab right over there and got to work right away.

This morning she picked me up and took me to meet a woman with a dynamic development and communications group. Just about all women, doing marvellous work. And I picked up a great idea from them .. they have negotiated to give every woman over 45 an extra 15 days a year in "wellness" time because they realize we're at an age when we need to slow down and take care of ourselves. I say Yay!

Indu also took me to All India Radio and I got a good conversation with the Director General of the Southern Region about how AIR regards community radio.

The reference above (the road Bill Gates Uses) refers to the drive Indu took me on to go to Electronics City, the big fancy shiny place where the big high tech companies live. The road to the City is dusty, crowded, noisy, hot .. and Indu said to me "even Bill Gates has to take this road". It stuck with me.

Another thing I saw today -- the Man with the Big Hat from Curious George. Seriously, it's the outfit the people who direct traffic (or try to direct traffic) wear.

Lots of other notable things -- fewer cows in the city here in Bangalore. An occasional goat, but fewer cows. And a lot of stores that I recognize .. Bangalore is a moving, happening, modern city. Of all the cities I've seen, this is the nicest.

Indu has arranged some interesting digs for me too. I am staying at a private club called The Bowering Institute (don't worry Dave, it's within budget anda everything here in Bangalore is much more expensive. So it's a good deal). It's a club set up by the British in 1847. At the time, Indians weren't allowed to come in. Except as servants. Now it's all Indian, the room is sparse but comfortable with hot water even (have I told you that most of the hot water taps here are because you can't buy a set of taps without a hot water tap? Purely decorative. It's got air conditioning too.)

It's hotter down here in Bangalore but I am not doing too badly. Not swimming in sweat like I thought I would do.

So, tomorrow, first thing. Plane flight to Bangalore where I will meet a person who I met in Hamilton in our living room three years ago. He runs an Urban Research Institute and we will have many things to talk about. There is also an exchange program between Hamilton and Mangalore that has been going since the '60's. So there's some good stuff there too.

Must check my email. Just wanted to pop in so y'all wouldn't worry.

Tuesday, October 10, 2006

Another Day in Delhi

The Scotial Bank


Yes! I am finally getting the hang of this. I went all by myself to Connaught Place to find a bank. Scotiabank has a branch here, so now I know when coming to Delhi, to make sure I have a Scotiabank account.

I had trouble finding the bank, though, and I kept asking people where it was. They would repeat .. " .. the Scotial-bank .. the Scotial-bank is at .." I think the name is now forever changed in my mind. Every time I see one in Canada, it will forever be the Scotial-bank.

I also now know how to negotiate with rickshaw drivers. Rickshaws are these little three wheel two stroke engine machines with a driver in the front and barely room for two in the back. They are all over this country like little exhaust-spewing fleas ... getting rid of these or modifying the engines would be a great step towards cleaning up the environment.

When you negotiate with these guys, you have to tell THEM what you are going to pay. So first you need to know from the locals how much the trip from here to there is likely to cost. So whenever I step out to talk to one of these guys, I name my price, they tell me they can't do it for that and I say "okay then, don't". It's all a game and I am starting to finally get used to how business is done over here.

Today I had the longest rickshaw ride I have ever had. This guy did not know where he was going. He stopped and asked no fewer than 35 people where the place was I was going. I knew I would get there. It just took a long time.

If I sound a bit exasperated tonight, it's because I am. This city and country is quite exhausting and it's now 7:30. But I've had a wonderful day and spent the afternoon having lunch with a friend of a friend at her beautiful apartment. She had smoked salmon from the west coast.

I am giving myself permission to occasionally seek out things that are westernized. Today I went into the Oxford Press bookstore and it was like being in England. Everything in balance ...

Monday, October 09, 2006

Back to High Speed Country

From the patio of my digs in Delhi


Oh joy and bliss. Fast internet. I am back in Delhi staying with the Karnai family. Just got back on a slow train from Hardiwar today ... had lots of company, lots of people who speak English to talk to.

After two weeks and a bit on the road, I have decided that there is nothing wrong with wanting to speak to people from "back home". I also discovered a good travel tip .. if you want to meet other tourists and maybe somebody from your part of the world, pick up your Lonely Planet travel guide and see what restaurants they recommend. Go there and voila! instant company.

In Hardiwar, the place to go is the Big Ben Restaurant. They serve very good Indian food but it's very western. After the previous blog post, I decided I had to get out and meet somebody. So I went to the Ben and met a group of women who are in India working on a humanitarian relief project. We went up the mountain to the Masi Devi Shrine, didn't actually go in the shrine because it was too crowded, but had a great time just hanging out on the patio and watching the monkeys fight.

I am happy to say I am FINALLY getting over the culture shock. The secret is, in my humble opinion, is to not make comparisons. Don't think of home, just be here and let this place be what it is. It is not Canada. It will never be Canada. And it doesn't want to be Canada either ...

Friday, October 06, 2006

Night Train to Hardiwar

Trying to Catch a Train

Well, last night I had my first experience of train travel in India. Once I settled in, it was pretty comfortable. Of course, before I did that, I found my way to the WRONG car (sleeper ordinary class, no airconditioning, and a couple of men fighting very loudly over a very large trunk that was taking up somebody else's seat. It was like a scene out of Abbott and Costello). It was about half an hour before the person I was talking to mentioned that there is another sleeper class. We looked at my ticket, and sure enough, I was supposed to be five cars up.

The car I was in was much nicer than the one I was in at first. I managed to sleep pretty soundly from 10 pm to about 4 am, then couldn't sleep because I wanted to make sure I got off at my stop. Few people spoke English, so I was wondering "how am I going to know if I'm there?" But I just took another deep breath and reminded myself that I have already successfully navigated the Jammu train station (no small feat) and the Kathmandu airport. I told myself, it will be obvious.

It was. So now I am here and will probably have a sleep before too long. There is lots to see here -- I will be tired before too long so I don't know how long I will be up. Found myself a reasonably clean hotel with a comfortable bed and modern plumbing (though I am realizing that the hot water faucet is more for decoration than anything). I had a shower and feel a little less grubby (I am perpetually grubby over here).

Yesterday's trip from Srinigar to Jammu was really stunning -- through the mountains, lots of things to see. I had a really amazing time in Srinigar .. though I am glad to be out of the militarized zone. There is a very strong military presence up there which can be offputting for us Canadians who don't have much of a military.

Back to Delhi on Monday morning. This internet connection is the pits, by the way -- if you've sent me an email I might not be able to answer it right away because things are so slow.

I mostly wanted to let everybody know that all is well.

Love
Victoria


Seeking Holiness in the Ganges

Thursday, October 05, 2006

Ramadan on Nagin Lake



Fast email is pretty slow here in Northern India. Actually, everything is except the driving. But it's not as frantic up here as it is in Delhi and I am so glad to have the break from the car horns and traffic.

I am staying in a houseboat on Nagin Lake, which is just outside of the city of Srinigar, in a valley of the Himalayas. My host family, the Dandoos, are wonderful, peaceful people whose attitude is to take what they need and share the rest around. In the high pressure commercial world of India, this attitude doesn't serve them very well.

But it does serve them and the planet well in terms of peace and harmony in the world. The Dandoos are the family of my friend Nazir in Vancouver, which is how I came to be here. The houseboat I am staying in is called "Silver Bell" and the Dandoo family has had houseboats here for generations. Times are tough in the torism business here and it is very hard for them to make ends meet while they wait for the good times to return. Their guest books include wonderful notes from all over the planet, and very well deserved.

You will hear all about it when I get back .. this is just a brief snapshot.

One of the most amazing things about Nagin Lake is the Ramadan prayers ... there are no less than 20 prayer locations all around the small lake and when it is prayer time (4:30 am; 11:00, 4:00, and the big prayer at 8:00) the sound is amazing. (There is one more prayer time too but I have forgotten what it is).

I am doing well .. I think I said before I am not an easy traveller, but I do think it's important to do. This trip is less about pleasure, and mostly about education. And believe me, I am already seeing the world in different ways than I had even two weeks ago. The poverty is staggering. The need to redistribute wealth in this world is so, so important.

One thing I forgot to tell you about .. when I was in Kathmandu, I met two people who finally (after 5 years in applications), got their visa to move to Canada. They were 18 and 15, and I started to feel very motherly thinking that they were moving there by themselves. Finally, someone reassured me that, no, their parents are coming too.

It was fun to talk to them. They were so excited. One of their biggest questions was "do I need to know how to speak French?" They are moving to Mississauga or Brampton, so I reassured them, no, they don't. (Note to my sister Marianne -- the 15 year old is nervous about school .. I told her you worked for the Peel Board where she will be going to school and you can talk to her to help her settle in. They are leaving on October 15th). Their other questions were "are clothes cheap?", "what about CD's" and they were amazed to find out you can still buy a VCR in Canada .. those are long gone in Nepal.

People are people everywhere.

So, I am off to Jammu tomorrow to catch a train to Hardiwar, which is closer to Delhi and a good yoga/meditation place. This is more of an R&R trip .. I am going to stop trying to learn quite so much for a bit. "Try Easier", as many people have told me many times.

PS -- The men over here are something else. Let's just leave it at that for now ...

Wednesday, October 04, 2006

Back in Delhi

(apologies if this repeats anything from my previous post)

I am back on the subcontinent. Delhi feels like New York City after Kathmandu. Tomorrow I am heading to Kashmir to stay in my friend's parents houseboat in Srinigar and work on a story about the challenges of making a living with tourism in a conflict zone.

After that I am heading to Rishikesh to hang out in an ashram to do yoga
for a couple of days. I will be coming back to Delhi on October 9th.

I am fine and starting to acclimatize. I had a hard time eating for a
whle because I was feeling jangly and out of place but now I am getting used to it. I really am having a good time. And I have started to write my first book, based on my travels and other travels in the past five years. It will be called "Tea with Shiva -- Encounters with the Creator/Destroyer". Shiva is the Hindu God who mows down everything so that creation can begin anew. Fierce rebirth (Barry -- Ganesh, who sits on your shelf, is Shiva's happy son. Didn't start out happy -- he has an elephant head because somebody cut off his human one. But he's a god of abundance, prosperity and overcoming obstacles now, so all has worked out well. I've been seeing Ganesh all over the place here too)

I will be leaving Delhi to go south on October 11th. Here is my itinerary
and I will sent you contact info:

October 11 - to Bangalore. I will be meeting with Indu Ramesh of the
International Assocation for Women in Radio and TV.
October 14th - to Mangalore to meet with Gururaja Budhya, who came to see
Barry and I in Hamilton a couple of years ago.
October 19th -- heading down to Trivandrum -- Barry, if you are talking to
Vinod, could you please tell him I want to see him when I am there. I will send him an email but if you're talking to him anyway, please tell him I haven't forgotten him. I will be flying from Trivandrum to Colombo (Sri Lanka) on October 25th, and returning home to Canada on November 10th.

It really is a fabulous trip. At times (many!) times I feel like a fish out of water
but I think it's necessary to feel this way to grow as a human being. I am finally
relaxing. People are taking care of me, I have not spent one night in a hotel and other than plane tickets, I have only spent $100 bucks so far.

I am glad I did this.

Not sure how internet access in Kashmir is going to be, so if you don't hear much from me in the next week, don't worry.

Love
Victoria