Tuesday, 24 December 2013

Marph goes to Lima

When Justin and Bronwen dashed off to Lima, I was the first one in the suitcase! Another South American country to explore, yippee!


Getting the journey started the traditional boibpee way at Sao Paulo airport.

The trip was only supposed to be 3 weeks at the most so we tried to see as much as possible those first two weekends. First up: Lima city centre. 


Plaza Mayor in Lima city centre


The fountain in Plaza Mayor.

Then we explored our surroundings in Miraflores:


Parque del Amor. 


Paragliders


Views along the cliffs 


The lighthouse in the park along the cliffs

We also went to the Larco museum and enjoyed travelling through time with the ancient Peruvian artifacts,


And we visited this ancient site, Huaca Pucllana, in Miraflores.


Our stay in Lima was extended and we made the most of a long weekend with an amazing trip to Cusco and Machu Picchu!


We visited the Sacred Valley


and were amazed at the ancient Inca remains such as these crop terraces at Pisac.


We also stopped in at a colourful local market at Pisac.


This is  the train that took us from Cusco to Machu Picchu.


We loved breathtaking Machu Picchu! A definite must-see from all our travels.

We also enjoyed exploring Cusco and found...


the 12 sided stone!


Our last night in town was a big night at the Pisco 'Museum'


A big breakfast to make up for it!


And a hot chocolate to make it all feel better.

Our stay in Lima was extended even further but we carried on enjoying our favourite things in Miraflores: the parks, sunshine, red cup coffee dates, good food and movies in English!


Chilling in Parque del Amor


Ceviche!


Cake o'clock!


One of many red cup Starbucks coffee and scrabble dates =) 

See you next time from Chile! 

Monday, 16 December 2013

Lima: 8 weeks on

Greetings from Lima! Yes, we are still in Lima. When we first arrived in Lima we didn’t know how long we would be here for. One week turned into 3 and then became 5 and is now at 8. It seems to have passed quickly; it certainly doesn’t feel like we’ve been here for 8 weeks. But we have enjoyed our time here and it’s not a chore being here. However, all the hotel staff know who we are and greet us like family. Even people in the local Inca gifts market know who I am. It’s a little embarrassing.

Justin’s local Lima colleagues smiled indulgently and knowingly at us when we said we were only in town for 1-3 weeks and told us to prepare to be here for Christmas. It was our turn to laugh, Christmas? But that’s more than two months away, of course we’ll be in back in Brazil by then. Well, turns out they were right. The process of obtaining a work visa in Brazil is a very slow and painful without much feedback along the way.

Four weeks ago and four weeks into our time here, we heard that the 1 year Brazilian work visa that Justin was applying for was denied. This decision was based on the reasoning that the application did not fully explain and justify the necessity of Justin working in the country and how he would benefit the local partner company and employees. What flummoxes me is that they weren’t shy to ask for extra documents up until that point, why did they stop then? More meetings with the company representative and the labour department followed and then the request for further documents supporting the claims made during the meeting. Apparently these documents have since been submitted and to cut a rather lengthy story short, we are still waiting for a revised decision. It is becoming clear that one will not be made this year and we will remain in Lima, or at least out of Brazil, until at least January.

So we have indeed made Christmas plans from Lima. Next week we fly to Santiago in Chile to visit our dear friends Joan and Mayira. We will spend two weeks over Christmas and New Year with them and their families split over the cities of Santiago and Concepcion. We are super excited and can’t wait! It’s going to be an epic holiday! Joan and Mayira have made some wonderful and exciting plans for us, but we won’t spill the beans just yet, you will have to wait for the blog posts in January. We will return to Brazil in early January after our holiday in Chile. By then we would have been out of the country long enough that we can come back in for a few weeks and hopefully the visa process will continue and be resolved during that time. One can always hope. In the meantime, we wait. And enjoy Lima.


View up Avenida Jose Pardo, the street our hotel is on
Miraflores is an affluent and well looked after area.


This is a view over the highway into the city looking across at the next district Surquillo. It's amazing how different the districts are, just across the road and you immediately know you are no longer in Miraflores. In the middle of this highway is the rapid bus transport system for taking people into the city centre. 


Since our time here has felt endless, the intense exploring of the first weeks has passed. While we are still enjoying being here, the weeks and weekends are starting to look similar as we settle in. We have enjoyed watching the city change and warm up as Spring has gained momentum and gone into Summer. It is often still very cloud with some mist but still it never rains. We have many more sunny days now and the days and nights are definitely warmer than when we first arrived.

We took advantage of a sunny Saturday and walked along the cliff front to the district of Barranco. We had spent a Friday evening here before but were keen to explore in the daylight. Barranco is the next district just south of Miraflores but has a very different feel; it feels more relaxed and quite romantic. We liked the many tasteful apartments on the cliff front, smaller and more quaint than the high‑rise blocks in Miraflores. Barranco means ravine and there is a walkway to the sea down a slope that was once a stream. Many of Peru’s leading artists, musicians and photographers live here adding to the bohemian atmosphere. Indeed, we saw many art students drawing scenes in the main square. There are also many restaurants, bars, night clubs, and peñas, traditional Peruvian music clubs making the area popular with tourists in the evening. We enjoyed exploring the area while sipping on a new Starbucks seasonal toffee nut frappuccino in a red Christmas cup. Red cup coffee dates have become a regular thing, sometimes with a scrabble game thrown in.


Iglesia Santa Cruz church on the main plaza


Overlooking the main square across to the church


The Municipal Library


Tsunami evacuation route along the ravine down to the shore


Walking down to the shoreline 



View of the cliffs from the ocean



La Rosa Nautica restaurant, surfers and cliffs


One of our favourite things about Miraflores is the ~5 km stretch of green park space on the cliff front. We often walk and chill in the parks and enjoy watching people playing with their children and dogs, dogs playing with other dogs, watching the paragliders taking off and whooshing around, and the antics of people on slack lines set up between trees. We are enjoying southern hemisphere plants again such as hibiscus, cycads, myoporum trees, day lilies, bougainvilleas, succulents and others. We miss having a white sand beach to walk on though and so don’t go down to the pebble beach very often, but we do enjoy the amplified sound of the ocean retreating over the pebbles from the cliff tops.


Parque del Amor



Tile mosaics in Parque del Amor


Walking in the tranquil parks



Colourful paragliders


View over the cliffs and bay


Mountain bike track in the park. There is also a skate park.


Our other favourite thing in Lima is that movies at the cinema are mostly shown in English with Spanish subtitles. What a great find! Two movie tickets, two large drinks and two large popcorns cost less than two movie tickets in the Netherlands. What a winner. Up to now we have enjoyed several movie and popcorn dates. So far we have enjoyed watching the very funny ‘The Big Wedding’ (a modern family style big wedding with Robert de Niro, Diane Keaton, Susan Sarandon, Katherine Heigl, and Amanda Seyfried), ‘Captain Phillips’ (the Somali pirate hostage drama with Tom Hanks), and ‘About Time’ (a sweet time travel movie with Rachel McAdams, Bill Nighy and Domhnall Gleeson). We were hoping to catch the next instalment of ‘The Hobbit’ as well but it seems that it will not be released while we are still here.

We are still happy in our hotel, although it would be nice to have a bit more space and to be able to do at least some of our own catering and make a cup of tea. This has given us plenty of opportunity to try the local cuisine. We have enjoyed discovering ceviche and causa, eating lots of seafood and catching up on good red meat. We now have our favourite sushi, fish, pizza, sandwich, salad, and Sunday lunch restaurants scattered within walking distance of the hotel. The one good thing about not doing any cooking is no washing up! We will, however, miss the giant bigger-than-king-size bed; we can both starfish and not know the other is there. And having someone make that bed for us every day.


Ceviche!


View across Larcomar and the bay


Boibs enjoying the sunshine and festive spirit 


People chilling over the water at Larcomar


One weekend there was an election of sorts; not a general presidential election but for the lower parliament, similar to the Tweede Kamer in the Netherlands and the House of Commons in the UK. It was quite strange since we didn’t see any posters or any kind of party promotions prior to the elections. The only reason we knew there was an election was because of the no alcohol rule on election weekend. No licensed establishment in the country, and I presume supermarkets etc, may serve alcoholic beverages at any time on an election weekend. No beer or wine with dinner for us that weekend. It is a good rule though: people don’t have the excuse of a hangover for not voting and there can be no drunken mob demonstrations. I guess people can still drink their own alcohol at home though.

We have also been fortunate to see some friends from Cape Town here in Lima. Michael Gathercole happened to be in town on a 2 week holiday with family. We shared a lovely dinner with him and Bron enjoyed a fun morning at the Inca Markets with Mike and his family. Bron also met a friend of a mutual friend in Cape Town who now lives in Lima. I spent a lovely day hanging out with Kim and her 7 month old son Kai. We also had lunch together on another day in a local market with another of Kim’s friends.  


Pinkberry frozen yoghurt with Mike


Colourful baby Alpaca wool in the markets


How Bron spends her afternoons...


We also experienced our first South American earthquake recently. The centre of the earthquake was about 100 km southeast of Lima. The earthquake registered 5.5 on the Richter scale but there was no damage. Justin was at work in the office and Bron was in a supermarket at the time of the tremor. Everyone I saw looked fairly calm but it was reported that some people did file out in the street. I was quite nervous but it was over quite quickly.

This is our last week in Lima before heading to Chile for Christmas. We are making the most of our favourite activities and restaurants.  But it is quite possible that we will be here again at some point in the New Year while the Brazilian visa debacle continues. Time will tell!

This past weekend as South Africa laid Nelson Mandela in his final resting place, we remembered Justin’s Gran who passed away a year ago. We still think of you often and miss you lots Granny.

As we go into the festive season we wish all our family and friends a merry and blessed Christmas and best wishes for the New Year. Enjoy the time with family and travel safe on the roads!!

See you next time from Chile!

Saturday, 7 December 2013

Hamba Kahle Tata

We are generally feeling homeless and like life is a bit upside down at the moment. It is easy to feel like this when you moved continents and your whole world changed in a matter of a few weeks with important decisions being made very quickly. And all your friends back home are buying houses, adopting pets and settling down. And when your sister takes her first baby home to meet the family and you are thousands of kilometres away. As we struggle with identity issues of who we are, what nationality means to us and what it means to be a South African living abroad, we still feel the pull of home.

All South Africans can recall where they were and what they were doing the day Nelson Mandela was released from prison in 1990, election day in 1994, the rugby world cup final in 1995 and the 2010 Soccer World Cup. Now we can add a new date to that list: the day Nelson Mandela passed away.

I was only 8 years old when Nelson Mandela was released from prison. I can’t remember exactly if it was a holiday or on the weekend, but I do remember watching the proceedings on TV with my parents at home. I was too young to understand the significance of the day, I only remember the tension as the country and the world held their breath, watched and waited to see what would happen next. Hindsight is a wonderful thing, but I remember the general feeling that it could have gone either way.

In 1994 I was 12 years old and in the final year of primary school. I don’t remember too much about this either but I do remember waiting at home when my parents went to vote and that they were gone a really long time. I also remember that people were stock-pilling non‑perishable food such as tinned food as no-one was sure what was going to happen following the elections. But we surprised the world and in the end it was a peaceful process.

Yesterday our feelings of homelessness were exacerbated and questions of how South African we really are these days pushed aside as we lost the father of our nation. I read the sad news for the first time on the BBC news app and wondered if it was true; why was it on BBC first and not on News24? Surely it’s not true. But it was and is true; Nelson Mandela had passed away. It did not feel real that we had lost the greatest man and leader of our country. I hoped he would live forever, I guess a lot of people did, but of course that is not possible or fair on the man.

I never knew him personally so I was surprised at my intense feelings of sadness, loss and heartache. It felt like a death in the family. But strongest of all, I felt wholly South African. Even in death you unite us. I take comfort in knowing that the whole country and people the world over are mourning him. But here, we are alone, we don’t know any fellow South Africans in this city (the only one is on holiday in SA at the moment). We have no one but each other to mourn with. We are missing our family and friends to share this sad time. Today I did the only thing I could do alone and so far away, I lit a candle in the cathedral in Kennedy Park in remembrance of Madiba.

It seems as though Peru hasn’t noticed that he has passed away. I wish people could see that I am South African instead of mistaking me for American. I wish I had a flag or anything to identify us. I feel like we are missing one of those important landmark occasions and identifying moments of our country and nation. Where were we the day Nelson Mandela died? We were alone in Peru still waiting for our Brazilian visas to be approved and issued. I hope we are not left behind by our fellow South Africans as we miss these important days at home. Mourn enough and find closure for us too.

My other hope is that Nelson Mandela, what he achieved and what he stood for is never ever forgotten. It may seem impossible now, to forget such a man. But I hope we feel the same in 100 and more years’ time. May his legacy of hope, courage and always fighting for a better South Africa, never go away and never be forgotten and always be carried by the generations to come. He promised the people that he was ours and Tata we thank you for that. Thank you for giving us everything you had and then more. I am sorry that we are selfish and always wanted more of you. Even now in death, don’t leave us.

Hamba Kahle Tata, go well. 



Nelson Mandela
18 July 1918 – 5 December 2013
May you rest in peace.

Monday, 25 November 2013

Delft: (half) A Year in Pictures


This was my pet project for 2013 and the result of always having a camera with me thanks to my new smart phone. I took photos at least twice a week at the same place and same time of day on my cycle route from Delft train station to the TU Delft and back. The idea was to document the change of seasons throughout the year but due to circumstances (read: moving to South America), I was only able to complete half a year. I hope you enjoy this journey through the seasons in Delft. 

January:


The spot for the morning photo (07:45 am): crossing the Abtswoudsebrug over the large Delftse Schie canal looking South.


Spot 1 for the afternoon photo (17:30-18:00): the small canal between the Jaffalaan and the Prins Bernhardlaan close to the TU looking East.


A view of the Mekelpark in front of the TNW building where the Department of Bionanoscience is (various times of day).


Spot 2 for the afternoon photo (17:30-18:00): overlooking the train tracks at Delft Station looking North.

February: 









Canal frozen over.



Sometimes the Abtswoudesbrug would open for shipping. 
Not fun waiting for it to close in the cold mornings!





March: 




The days slowly starting to get longer. Can only appreciate it on sunny days though.



The first sign of Spring. This was the first tree to bud.



The first Spring flowers.
There was a one week break in the cold weather in March with warmer temperatures (~13°C).
This pic was taken during a lunch time walk that week. 



The promise of Spring: the daffodils coming up. At first they look like scruffy grass or weeds,


but they grow and suddenly bloom!




More snow! Just when we thought Spring was on its way. 
The walkway in front of our house in Rotterdam.



Canal frozen over again.



But this tree kept on going green.



And the daffodils kept blooming.




April: 


Daylight saving time starts at the end of March, suddenly the days are an hour longer. 




Still some ice in the canal.











Finally the trees blossomed!


View across the Mekelpark with blooming daffodils and blossoming trees.




The tree in front of our house in Rotterdam in full blossom.




Suddenly in a week all the trees are green and the grass is growing.

May:




Trees fully green after another week. 
It is so easy forget that there was snow on the ground a few short weeks before. 



The Mekelpark greening up




Fully green and grass going to seed.



Still many cloudy days though.





June:








Properly Summer.
It's my favourite when these trees are so full and green and the grass is long.



Poppies at Delft Station