Archive for the ‘International’ Category

Shamrock-less St. Patty’s Day

missing shamrocksHappy St. Patrick's Day!
 
I am old enough to remember when be green meant to wear green, not recycling, wearing Guatemalan clothing, or riding your e-bike to school or work.
Let's send some great vibes to the nation of Ireland, as 99.9% of us here in the USA has a connection to this small island nation, and plus, Ireland has had a tough time lately.  A technology bubble and even greater property value bubble has taken the wind out of Ireland sales.  Net emigration is occurring again while Irelands economy lies in shambles.
 
And to add insult to injury . . . there is a shamrock shortage in Ireland.
 
Apparently, a combination of modern farming methods and a nasty long winter frost has decimated the shamrock harvest this year.  Particularly damaging is the loss of hay meadows, where the lesser trefoil sprouts.  There are other bogus varieties available, but the shortage undoubtedly will affect the revelry going on throughout Ireland tonight.
 
But if you live in Britain or Northwest Europe, chances are you can still find the shamrock.

Bananas Down Under

they may just get under your skin (Brazil)Let’s take a break during a hectic week and talk about fashion that will drive you bananas.

  The Australian swimwear aussieBum has released an irresistible video promoting its Banana Briefs, which as far as we know are the first clothing manufactured with banana fiber.

  No, they aren’t mushy, but they do give new meaning to the term banana hammock—or whatever other term you may use in describing your skivvies.   (more...)

Preserving and Celebrating Salvador

Pelo, during CarnavalAs much as I love visiting large cities and national capitals, having limited time abroad often denies you the opportunity to view the true soul of a country.  To me, Chicago presents visitors a near-perfect American city in architecture, culture, and spirit; Lyon reveals France's charm and cuisine; and Daejon allows you to glimpse everyday Korean life and a gateway to the country's spectacular nature.  Salvador lacks Rio's glamour or São Paulo's constant business drumbeat, but this city of 2 million, capital of the state of Bahia, is arguably the heart of Brazil.  Your initial impression of Salvador may be jarring, but that will quickly bloom into optimism and affection. (more...)

Make the Winter Olympics Urban

Where's Vancover's snow?  Oh wait, this is spring 2004, I think.We did not see much of the Vancouver Winter Olympics as we were in Brazil . . . though it was a delight to watch some events on Brazilian TV, which was uninterrupted by commercials!  Whatever you may think of the Olympics, the athletic feats are impressive, the stories behind some of the Olympians are compelling, and it looks like Vancouver put on a great show.  I'm not surprised--it's a beautiful city and the perfect place to showcase such an event.

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Last Sunrise in Mangue Seco

Sunrise, Mangue SecoI can't believe it has already been a week since we left Mangue Seco, Brazil.  It truly was a place to get away from it all.  When we think about making an escape, we fantasize about the beach, but the reality is, famous resort areas like Hawaii, Cancun, Miami, Punta del Este, the French Riviera, and Phuket really just take you away from the crowds and noise at home to . . . crowds and noise at the beach.
 
Mangue Seco ("dry mangroves") is a refreshingly unique experience.  This little peninsula, where the Rio Real River and Atlantic Sea meet 200 kilometers northeast of Salvador da Bahia, Brazil, was unknown until 20 years ago.  A soap opera, Tieta do Agreste, based on a Jorge Amado character, was filmed here in the late 1980s, and then the word got out.  But not too many words.  Because no roads exist that can take you to this collection of sand dunes, it is a chore arriving here.  No direct bus service from Salvador is available, so the most realistic option is to hire a driver.  You then cross the Bahia-Sergipe state line, drive to a small village, Pontal, and from there a speed boat will pick you up, backtrack to Bahia and its secluded corner treasure, Mangue Seco, and take you to your pousada (inn). (more...)

Another Falkland Islands War?

Malavinas Memorial, San Antonio del ArecoProbably not.  Despite the oft-heard cliché, history does not repeat myself.  But once again, an unpopular Argentine government is stirring up deep nationalistic feelings as a distraction from its failed policies.

 
I have vague memories, around junior high years, when Argentina's then-military junta, unable to tackle growing economic problems, diverted attention by invading the Falkland Islands in 1982.  They gambled that a British empire in decline would make little, if any, effort, to reclaim a few rocky islands a few hundred miles east of southern Argentina.  But Madame Thatcher found her inner Reagan, the QE2 was retrofitted for a military effort, and after a few months, the Falklands remain part of what few crumbs remain of the United Kingdom's once global domination.  The war, in an odd way, was a victory for Argentina's people, too:  the military government fell into decline, and Argentina quickly returned to democracy. (more...)

Sanctuary in a Brazilian Ice Cream Store

ice cream menuOur second week in Brazil was spent in Mangue Seco, a two hour drive northeast of Salvador.  I will write more about this spectacular corner of Bahia, which gave us one of the most restful and remote vacations we had ever experienced.  But for now, allow me to indulge in one of our favorite pastimes:  a daily visit to Recanto de Dona Sula, quite possibly one of the best ice cream shops I have ever visited. (more...)

Salvador’s Carnaval: 2 Nights With Daniela Mercury

what PET number are they?It's been a couple weeks since our Carnaval experience in Salvador da Bahia, but the intensity and energy is still with us.
 
Carnaval brings just about every emotion in you.  There is the exhilaration and joy of being with an enthusiastic and ecstatic group; boredom and ennui as you wait for your bloco to begin moving; disgust and anger, as you see the filth and get pushed around by the crowds, and relief yet disappointment when your bloco finally reaches the end of the circuit.
 
For two nights, we were in Daniela Mercury's bloco, Crocodilo.  I think this was the best bloco to be in.  (more...)

The Chilean Earthquake – How to Help

Valparaiso, ChileIt's devastating to read about the destruction in Chile.  I visited the country in 2006, and was impressed with the optimism, self-reliance, and grit of the Chilean people.  The company had made enormous strides since the terror of the Pinochet years.  I have a good friend that lives in the southern city of Pucon, and while news accounts I've read state that the damage there is mostly minor, I cannot help but feel anxious.
 
Damage in Valparaiso, an old city laced with funiculars, sound particularly wrenching.  Other cities including Santiago and Talca, near the epicenter, have had horrific damage.
 
Here are some links to some NGOs that are assisting with earthquake relief:
 
 
 
 
 

A night of Candomblé

Mweeer--aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!!!!!

That roar from the young woman in a deep trance will always stay with me; it certainly symbolized our trip to Salvador da Bahia!

For our last night in Salvador, we went to a terreiro, or Candomblé hall. It was a last minute plan--during our trip to Mangue Seco, Flavia, our Salvador hotel's owner, tried finding us a Candomblé ceremony that we would be able to attend. She was not having any luck, so it seemed our last night in this fantastic city would be spent walking around the Pelourinho, the city's old historic center. That would have been all right, but we would have missed out on one aspect of Brazilian life that makes this country keep pulling you back to visit.

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A journey ends, one begins: the career shift

Buzios, BrazilI am about to return from Brazil.  It's been a trip long in the making, and I am glad I had this opportunity to visit this country once again.
 
And as this journey ends, another one begins.
 
My interest in sustainability dates back far into my childhood, and I have been deeply vested in such issues since the early 1990s.  It has only been in the last year, however, when I have decided to pursue this passion full time.  It has been a fantastic ride:  (more...)

Day in the Garden

a pitanga fruit ready to be picked!I will write more later, but I have to gush over the tropical garden we got to visit that is behind the ice cream shop here in Mangue Seco. The owner's daughter gave us the private tour: several varieties of mango, star fruit, pinha, hibiscus, coconut palms, even a pomegranate tree. But the star was the pitanga--small like a cherry tomato, ridged like a minature pumpkin, and tastes exuding persimmon, tomato, mango, and even a slight, briny, astringent taste. It was heaven. I'll post photos when I return home. Do I have to return home?

Heaven is Mangue Seco, Brazil

sunrise, Mangue SecoMangue Seco is about 200 km northeast of Salvador da Bahia. We'll be here for 6 days total. It's wonderful--not much to do but enjoy the mangroves, palms, endless white beaches, fresh fruit, fresh fish, and the best ice cream ever. We do not want to leave. I cannot wait to write more about it! It is hard to get here. You basically have to hire a car and then a small boat takes you to your pousada (inn). Lack of infrastructure has kept this place prestine--for the most part.

While I still have 'net connection, I do have to say that our biggest disappointment is the garbage. Trash collection is haphazard at best. The views are splendid, but the plastic bottles and bags can spoil the mood. Some of it washes ashore from elsewhere, but too much of it is because of the locals. Our innkeeper, Ives, does what he can, but it's an uphill battle. If you're old enough to remember paper straws . . . I wonder what you have to say if I opine that we should bring them back, especially to a precious spot like Mangue Seco.

A Tango for the Soul

next stop, Buenos Aires (San Telmo)One of the great delights of visiting Argentina is going to a milonga, or tango hall.  I'm not talking about a tango show--there are plenty of those that cater to tourists, and sure, they are a hoot, but the best way to experience the Argentine soul is to visit a smoke-filled milonga late at night.  I visited them in Córdoba, Mendoza, Rosario, and yes, of course, BA, and they are a treat.  You'll watch folks of all ages dance during a tanda, grab refreshments during a cortina, and before you know it, it may be past 3:00 a.m.  When visiting Argentina, you'll see announcements in local papers, or ask your hotel or hostel wherever you are staying in Argentina.  Some offer lessons, and this is a great way to meet locals or fellow travelers.  Ask a local about all the rules and nuances--far beyond the scope of this posting! (more...)

Move over Rose Parade!

Sunday night we joined Daniela Mercury´s bloco for Salvador da Bahia´s Carnaval.  It was wild--more details on that later.

I think we joined the best bloco.  The way Carnaval works is that you have these trios, which are like floats, where the singer or band performs. On the trio, which is a jerry-rigged semi-truck, are the VIPs invited by the group.  For a few hundred bucks, you buy a special t-shirt, or adaba (will rewrite this later), that lets you hang out with the trio and follow it up the route.

I will post pictures later, but I embedded a flip video showing a snapshot of Carnival. What I loved about Daniela Mercury´s bloco is that her trio was slatered in native Brazilian plants--palm fronts, mangrove leaves and branches . . . and birds of paradise.

Oh, and of course, Petrobras was a sponsor . . . these huge trucks were powered by B-20, a blend of 80% diesel and 20% biodiesel. You would not want to be standing near the exhaust pipes long, but it was quite the experience!!!!

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