Showing posts with label islands. Show all posts
Showing posts with label islands. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 4, 2011

Ancient worlds, and the museum dilemma

Andrew and I took a trip to the Pergamon on Museum Island in Berlin. It is a renowned ancient history museum, and has beautiful Greek, Roman, Turkish, and Islamic artifacts. It contains reconstructions of actual buildings from ancient times, that must have been shipped piece by piece and reassembled in situ. This made me feel quite uncomfortable. I don't know why, for me, entire buildings are different from artifacts, but I really felt that it was wrong to have these entire buildings living in a museum in Germany, rather than located where they were originally situated. I think perhaps it was more obvious to me on this visit because I had just travelled from places such as Ankor Wat, and the Taj Mahal, and I could directly compare how sad it would be if parts of these were taken and reconstructed elsewhere. However, a beautiful museum, and we could appreciate it regardless of the complexities of ownership and colonialism.


The outside of the museum retains marks from World War II air raids, and during World War II, many items from the museum were taken by Russia. Some of these have been returned, and others have as yet not been. And therein lies more ownership conflicts.

The site, Museum Island, is beautiful, and allows the building to be right next to the water. You have to cross a bridge to enter this museum. There was a small rowboat docked next to the building, and I thought it would have been fun to row up to it, instead of cross the bridge. However, it was not to be :)

One of the first views after you enter the building is that of the Pergamon Alter. The designs on the alter show the battles between the giants and the gods, and also shows events from the life of Telephus, the supposed founder of the city, Pergamon. This structure was taken from what is modern day Turkey, and was justified by archaeologists as saving it from destruction. This may be, or this may not be, but while beautiful and wonderful to see, it is hard to think about a church or cathedral or temple from one's own town, being taken to be displayed in a museum in another country.




Another amazing structure housed in this museum is the Ishtar Gate, an entrance to the city of Babylon. The gate has thousands of glazed blue tiles (ps. why has this architectural practice disappeared? Amazing)! And raised depictions of animals. It is so beautiful. The closeup below is of a dragon.



In fact, throughout the museum, I really enjoyed looking at all of the mosaic techniques. There are so many different ways to use tessella.









This is the Market Gate of Miletus. A structure built initially in about 120 AD.

Here are a couple miscellaneous items I thought were beautiful, but didn't take notes as to what they were (oops).


And lastly, a museum within a museum. There was a wonderful exhibit showing the "Tell Halaf Adventure" in which a museum of artifacts collected by Max Freiherr von Oppenheim which were destroyed during World War II by an aerial bomb, and nearly 60 years later, a massive restoration project began which pieced together the artifacts from 27,000 fragments. That is one giant puzzle. I can't imagine doing the work that these restorers did . . . but in some ways these sculptures were even more beautiful because of it.

 This is a picture of a picture of the restoration process . . .


The layout of the exhibit was especially beautiful, and added to it, I think.

Anyways--debate away--to museum or not to museum. That is the question. I say yes? tentatively? But not everything. Hmmmm.







Monday, April 25, 2011

On Location: Out of Africa

The same day as we went to Hell's Canyon, we headed onwards to Lake Naivasha. Lake Naivasha is freshwater, and has hippos (you can just see the top of one and its ears in the third photo below)!!! This area is part of the Great Rift Valley in Africa, too.

 We drove to the lake, and took a boat across to Crescent Island. Crescent Island is where the film Out of Africa was shot. Originally, most of the animals you can see on the island did not live there. They were brought in for the filming, so that the film crew could be safe from the predatory/dangerous animals in the Great Rift Valley, yet still film shots of the gazelles, impala, water buck, water buffalo, antelopes, giraffes, zebra, warthog, and more.  As far as I understand it, the only cat that has been brought into this ecosystem is the spotted hyena. After filming, the animals were left there, and it has since become a flourishing reserve.

 As with the previous biking trip, this was walking--very rare in a safari experience, as it is usually too dangerous. It was amazing to wander around the island and be so close to the animals. One of my favourites were the giraffes. There was a baby giraffe that was just 10 days old (not that you'd know it), and I enjoyed watching the tower of giraffes (who knew a group of giraffes was called a "tower") amble around, eating from the beautiful yellow acacia trees.
A surprise find was a python. In fact, we saw three of them--baby Rock Pythons in a burrow. These snakes get to be 6 meters (20 feet) long. Our guide told us that they don't bother humans much, but wikipedia tells me that they are "opportunistic feeders, and will consume almost any animal that they come across and can overpower by constriction . . . adults are capable of taking very large prey, including young crocodiles, goats, gazelles, warthogs, and even humans, making them potentially very dangerous." I'm glad we didn't see the mother!
In addition to the animals, as the sun started to set, a beautiful combination of clouds, late afternoon sun and a view of rain that hadn't quite hit us, conspired to create a beautiful backdrop for the landscapes.



 The experience was just breathtaking, and my photographs don't do it justice. My camera is just a point and shoot, as I have been attempting to keep my pack weight down to less than 11 kg. If I were to go again to East Africa, or another wildlife-focused location, I think I might have to splurge on a camera with a decent zoom. However, the memories are more important, and it was a perfect day.

Sunday, March 13, 2011

Ko Russei, Cambodia

After a few busy days exploring temples, I decided to go check out Cambodia's coast. It's supposed to be much less busy than Thailand, and at least for now, that's true.

My bus took me to Sihanouk Ville. I don't have much good to say about Sihanouk Ville, except that they have a nice internet cafe, which I'm utilising right now. From what I gather, large numbers of tourists have been relatively new to Sihanouk Ville, and as a result it is a coastline under construction. In the last year and a half a whole number of hotels, bars and restaurants have sprung up. It is also ripe with locals pressuring you to buy their goods.

I only stayed in Sihanouk Ville waiting for a few hours for my boat, and traipsed immediately out to the island Russei, to the resort Ko Ru. The boat ride was fun, and to disembark we tumbled into the surf, as there's no pier. Make sure to waterproof your valuables just in case.



Ko Ru is on the quiet side of the island, and is the only "resort" there. It is quiet, and has a nice atmosphere of fun, but relaxation. Accommodation in the dorm bungalows was $3 a night, and there-and-back boat trip was only $10.


I spent my days reading multiple books, napping, eating, swimming (the water is lovely), playing volleyball, meeting new friends, and sitting by the bonfire listening to tunes on a guitar. It was hard to leave. As long as mass commerce doesn't make its way out there, I'd recommend it to anyone. The food was great, and both the western and Khmer staff seemed to be having fun, and genuinely enjoying each other. In the evenings the locals would come hang out and enjoy the beach with us.


The place was a bit of a menagerie, with chickens, goats, dogs, and lizards running about the place. Watch out for the largest goat, it likes to play. I woke up to the sound of the surf and chattering monkeys in the trees in the morning, and dogs running around the bungalow playing--our bungalow had a door installed on the last night I stayed there, but we didn't use it anyways.


At night, the beach is perfect for sunsets. It's also nice for night swimming . . . the water retains its heat, and it's great to swim under the stars. If you move your hands through the water you disturb tiny creatures that are phosphorescent, so the bubbles appear to glow.


Perfect :)



On our way back to the mainland, I think we were all a little sad to be leaving.

Monday, February 28, 2011

Stewart Island Adventures

A lovely trip to the third main island of New Zealand with my parents and Kate.


 The Furious Foveaux 
The crossing was a little rough, to put it mildly.

Riding our bikes over two headlands to get to our bach in Horseshoe bay was a good intro to the island's topography. Unfortunately, these pictures do little to back that up, as we only took pictures during the nice flat interludes.

Kiwi hunting at night, unsuccessful. The bird was heard and not seen.
However, we did have fun trying, and there were a lot of other native fauna to interact with.

Weka

Friendly Stewart Island Robins

Sheep

Kereru (NZ Wood Pigeons)

 Black Oyster Catchers (Torea-pango)

Jellyfish substance thingamajig—what is that? Cute, regardless.

Saddlebacks (Tieke)

Kaka

 Natives

 Introduced Species
The more elusive/camera shy: Kakariki, Bellbirds, fantails

In addition to the biogeography, the landscapes themselves were just gorgeous. Here are a few to whet your appetites.






All in all, a wonderful time. Thanks, mum and dad.