Saturday, January 03, 2009

Wales, Xmas New Year and all that...

Hey. Just thought i'd give you a quick round up of the last few weeks or so of our lives. I took Mum and Dad to Cardiff for the All Blacks v Wales game. It was easily the toughest game of the tour, but still thoroughly enjoyable. It was also nice to get a bit of redemption after THAT game in Cardiff last year, which I won't talk about. After Dublin, I've now done something I was really hoping to do in the UK - to see the All Blacks play (and win) in all 5 of the major European rugby countries. Done. Major tick! ;-) That's 7 tests in less than 3 years - more than enough rugby ;-)

I then saw Mum and Dad off at Heathrow a few days later, safe and sound. They had a few days in San Francisco on the way home and thoroughly enjoyed it.

Work is still going well, and both Fiona and I were very busy in Nov/Dec. I have also been progressing my Stats certificate, which seems to be more work by the week.

On the 13th of Dec, Fiona and I went to see Elton John in concert at the O2, which was our Xmas present to each other. It was a pretty good concert (he played most of his good stuff, like Daniel, Candle in the Wind, Your Song etc), but lacked a little bit in atmosphere, compared to other concerts that we've been too.

Xmas was nice. Fiona and I spent 4 days in Oxford with my uncle and his extended family. Despite the usual chaos of having lots of kids and that many presents and people of Xmas day, we had really lovely food, John and Anne (and everyone else) did a superb job and a good time with the Kids.

Fiona and I had a pretty quiet New Year - had dinner and champagne at home, and have been doing a bit of sale shopping. We're off for a 10 night cruise in the Caribbean on Thursday for our Wedding Anniversary and cannot wait for the sun, warmth and clear blue seas of the Caribbean waters.

Hope you're all well, had a great Xmas and are enjoying the start of 2009.

The Emerald Isle

After a few days back in London and back at work after Egypt, Fiona and I, along with my Mum, Dad and uncle Mark headed for Dublin on Friday night, 14 Nov. We got into Dublin safe and sound, got our rental car and found our hotel.

I think the thing that everyone says about Ireland more than anything else is that the people are just so nice and friendly - and we had a great example of that on our first night. We were sitting in the hotel lobby, finishing a quiet drink before bed, when we were invited to join a few locals (and an Englishman) for a drink. It just so happened that they were in town on business (the wine industry) and were keen to share their very, very nice and expensive wines with us, while waiting for their early morning flight. In fact, it was like a proper wine tasting, such was the quality and variety they were feeding us :-) It was a great (if not slightly later night than we had planned) start to our trip.

Saturday we were up and about, sightseeing Dublin. We talked to a few locals here and there, wandered through the bar and cafe areas, full of rugby-goers. All the local were all great people to just chat to and very welcoming. After visiting Trinity College and seeing the famous Book of Kells, which I thought was really amazing, we did the only thing that any right-minded kiwi on the day of a rugby test in Dublin could do - visit the Guinness Factory! Actually, despite being a non-beer drinker, we all really enjoyed the tour, which ended with a free drink in a bar at the top of the factory, with a panoramic view of Dublin. There was also good shopping too be had, which a few friends and family benefited from.

It was then off to Croke Park for the All Blacks 22-3 victory over Ireland. The game itself was a little bit disappointing, with lots of mistakes by both teams, but in the end a relatively easy victory to NZ. The ground itself was amazing and full of emotional, Irish history - the loudest crowd i've experienced so far. It was just a shame that the Irish team couldn't quite match the Irish crowd.

Sunday was Fiona's 30th birthday, so we found a recommended cafe called "Queen of Tarts", which she really enjoyed, where we had morning tea. We then had a bit of a dodgy drive to Belfast. After totally over-estimating the length of the drive, we had loads of spare time, so stopped at a big mall for a bit of shopping. Fiona had to be back for work on Monday, so we took her to Belfast airport. But we followed the roads signs rather than Sat Nav, which was the longest possible route, and Fiona barely made the flight. But thankfully, she did. The rest of us tried a traditional Irish meal called a Boxty for dinner, which was pretty good.

Monday was a real highlight, driving all the way to the northern coast to see the Carnick-a-Rede rope bridge (which was sadly closed, so we couldn't cross it) and on to the spectacular Giant's Causeway. We had a fair bit of rain that day, but when we actually went down to see the Causeway, the sun came out and we had a brilliant experience, taking in the Causeway in all its glory with almost no one else around.

We then went on to LondonDerry (or Derry - depending on your politics). After wandering around the city walls, we visited the Bloody Sunday memorial and very powerful and moving murals; one of which is of a 14 year old girl who was accidentally killed by British soldiers while collecting rocks for school. Whilst taking in these amazing murals, we spoke to a local who was shot 3 times in the leg by British Soldiers during the battle of Bogside in Derry. He also told us that later, soldiers broke down his door and threw him in prison for absolutely no reason. He clearly held long, divisive feelings and said specifically that Thatcher should be indicted as a war criminal. It was quite amazing to hear (in person) from someone who was literally there and experienced everything, and felt so strongly in one particular way. But for me, the best part of experiencing that history first-hand, was that despite his strong feelings, he also strongly believed in the current peace process and said to us that he didn't want his children and grandchildren growing up in that life.

After Derry, we drove back to Belfast. Our last day we visited the murals from the Northern Irish conflict in Belfast, which were not nearly as impressive as Derry's. We also visited the docks, where the Titanic was built and literally had its final touches in the dry dock, which is still there, before being launched for Southhampton (from where it left - and then was sunk faster than pint of Guinness). We then flew back to London.

I really enjoyed Ireland, for the rugby obviously - but almost as much for the people we met: the wine drinking at the hotel, the locals on trams and trains that were so friendly and welcoming to us, and for the man in Derry who shared with us his experience of the conflict. It was something quite special.

Walk like an Egyptian...

The day after my birthday, Fiona, my Mum, Dad and I headed off to Egypt to fulfill a long held ambition to see the Pyramids and cruise the Nile. For my parents, having only been to Europe once before, let alone never visiting a country like Egypt, it was very much out of their comfort zone - but at the same time, a once of a life time opportunity.

We landed in Cairo late in the evening to absolute chaos and intense Egyptian heat. The arrival hall was more like the trading floor on Wall St, NYC, than an airport; but we nonetheless found our very useful tour assistant who guided us through the visa que and the long, long wait to go through immigration. Once all of that was out the way, we met the rest of our tour group and headed off to the "Pyramids view Hotel." It was pretty late by the time we made it, so went straight to bed.

Day two was all about the picture postcard stuff and Egyptian history 101. We started the day at the Sphynx and the Pyramids, which were truly everything I had hoped for. Mum and I braved going inside the second pyramid, which was like walking into a sauna, after walking down a mine-shaft. I didn't mind the walk down and into the Pyramid too much, aside from having to crouch so much, but the heat was too much - so Mum and I headed back out pretty much straight away. Fiona and Dad visited the boat museum, which housed some findings of ancient boats around the Pyramids, which they said were excellent. I'm really glad my friend Bruce had told me what to expect from local people around the Pyramids, who basically just harass you and harass you, over and over, unless you buy something or ignore them. I was pretty use to such situations from the Souks in Marrakech, but this was a lot more pushy and in your face than Morocco. It was a pretty unusual experience for Mum and Dad, who got suckered in once or twice, but did learn pretty quickly. The Sphynx was really fantastic and some of the most eye-catching parts of it were the beautifully carved and smooth, back legs, claws etc, which are still pretty much perfect.

After buying some beautiful papyrus from a gallery, (highly recommended by our guide); he then provided us with some fantastic falafel for lunch, en route to the Egyptian Museum. I had heard really good things about the museum, and having been blown away by the Met in NY and by the Hermitage in July, I did have huge expectations - and was not a bit disappointed. It was a really fantastic museum; small but full of Egyptian history and culture - and everything in it (except the Rosetta Stone) is original. From the slightly gruesome preserved animals, to the spectacular 11kg solid gold mask of Tutankhamen, Fiona and I loved every minute of the museum. After a bus ride back to Giza and a few hours rest, we enjoyed a really lovely meal altogether as a group, and even had a birthday cake for my Dad's birthday.

The next day was definitely not the best of the trip. Getting up early, we spent the day on the train from Cairo to Luxor. The train ride was good, comfortable, lots of leg room, really good to see the countryside of that part of Egypt etc. But the toilets on the train were revolting! Thankfully, we got to Luxor and joined our Boat, the M S Duma, which was very nice; and had a yummy dinner on board.

Day three in Luxor began by catching a boat across the Nile to the West Bank. While those light enough and keen enough (like Fiona) got to ride a donkey, the rest of us caught taxis up to the Valley of the Kings, via visiting the Colossal Statues of Memnon at Khornd. Our afternoon in the Valley of the Kings was really brilliant. Despite the intense heat of about 34-35* we visited the Tomb of Ramses 4th and Thutmoses, known as the Warrior King. The contrast between the two tombs was quite amazing, with the colours and hieroglyphics very, very different from the two periods. I'd certainly say the Valley of the Kings was a real highlight. After fending off a few more souvenir sellers, we headed to the Temple of Queen Hatshepsut. Less than ten years ago, tourists were gunned down and killed by terrorists at this site, and it was hard to put that out of your mind - trying to concentrate on the fantastic carvings and statues. After lunch it was all free time. So after and a spot of relaxation on the boat, Fiona and I visited Luxor Museum - a really excellent museum we thoroughly enjoyed, and then wandered a few markets.

Day 5 started early for Fiona, who did a hot air balloon ride over the west bank of Luxor - which was quite stunning. With the rest of the group awake, we all then took horse-drawn carriages to Karnak Temple. Karnak doesn't have anything like the reputation of, say, the Pyramids of course, but it is just as spectacular. From the giant statues of Ramses II, to the "Forrest of Columns," with fantastic hieroglyphic carving and colours, Karnak was very much the surprise of the trip, and was quite brilliant. After that, we sailed on to Edfu, passed the Dam at Esna and the locks.

One of the more annoying aspects of a trip to Egypt is people harassing you to buy stuff. Some people really don't like it - others like me just accept it as part of the deal, and just ignore it. But one of the funniest things was that you couldn't even escape those entrepreneurs on the Nile!!! Two guys in a row boat decided, as their sales technique, to just row towards our boat and literally throw stuff up on deck, at you, hoping you'll buy it. On another occasion, we had two kids on a floating piece of wood, paddle up to our felucca to sing and try and get money out of us. Needless to say it was an interesting yet ultimately unsuccessful sales method; but hey - God loves a tryer!

We sailed on, visiting the Temple of Horus at Edfu and then to Kom Ombo, special because it is dedicated to two Gods, Horus (the Falcon God) and Sobek (the crocodile God). Sailing on further, we arrived at the beautiful city of Aswan. Then, Friday, was the day i'd really been looking forward to. We were up at 3.15am (yes, you read correctly), for our 3 hour, police-led convoy bus ride thru the dessert to the Temples of Abu Simbel. Abu Simbel is an amazing set of two temples which were actually moved by UNESCO during the 60s, over 50m upwards and over 70m back away from the water. Not only is Abu Simbel breathtaking to look at, it is a truly engineering marvel. My uncle Mark had visited it over 15 years ago and described it as more spectacular than the pyramids, and i'd say they were equally as impressive.

Saturday, our second to last day of the tour, we had our one and only sleep-in, which was well needed. After breakfast, we did a felucca ride to Kitchner island to see the botanic gardens, which was quite a contrast to the dessert, history and dirt to the rest of Egypt. We ended the day with a sound and light show at Philae Temple. Most of our group really enjoyed it, but I was thoroughly under-whelmed. Sunday, we took the bus back to Luxor, had a really good look and shop around the markets, before flying back to London on Monday.

And that was Egypt. Fiona says it was her best holiday so far and its hard to argue - we really had a fantastic time. Out tour group was great, full of really nice, friendly and interesting people. The tour company was excellent, and Mohamed our guide was absolutely brilliant. Egypt itself is a really amazing place, so rich in history, culture and fantastic people. It was everything I had hoped for a more, and wouldn't hesitate to go back.

30th Birthday

Hi everyone,

Yes, it finally happened, I turned 30! Way back on 31 October, I had my 30th birthday at La Tasca Tapas bar in Covent Garden, and about 24 friends and family all come along and celebrate with me. My Mum and Dad had just arrived the day before from New Zealand, so it was really nice for them to meet all my friends who could make it. We had a really nice meal and plenty of celebration water. I've thanked everyone who came already, but just wanted to say again that it really meant a lot to me that you could make it. Also, if I haven't said so already, thanks to everyone for the birthday cards and best wishes.

Hope you enjoy the blogs on Egypt and Ireland. Soon to be followed by the Caribbean! :-)