Thursday, 21 July 2016

If All Summers Were Like This…

Yeah, if only. Unfortunately for us, we’re gonna be stuck, baking in Dubai, for this entire summer. So here’s something from our holidays last year – a hot summer’s day in Europe, the day we arrived in Munich, Germany from Dubai.


Kids frolicking in the fountain at Frauenplatz, Munich, Germany


Street café, Frauenplatz – no, I’m not posting pictures of Munich’s famous twin tower church, Frauenkirche which overlooks this square. What, with all that scaffolding covering one of the towers?!?


The fountain at Karlsplatz, Munich


The Neues Rathaus (New City Hall) at Munich’s main square, Marienplatz – the green balconies in the middle of the tower is the famous Glockenspiel, something like a musical clock with animated figurines that played at certain hours – no, didn’t watch it, don’t even know when it’ll play…


Café inside the Neues Rathaus, München




Views of Marienplatz, Munich, Bavaria, Germany

Munich (or München in German) is quite a nice city. I remember it from my backpacking trip in 1994 in my student days. (It was like my second favourite city of our 1 month long Europe trip then, after Prague). And I remember how spell-bound I was with Neuschwanstein Castle in nearby Füssen. So, here I come again, Bavaria, with the wife and kids in tow this time.

I was pretty sure it’d be nice, IF …the darn European weather was kind to us. No, don’t get me wrong. The day we arrived in Munich, the weather was beautiful. It was hot and sunny, and our hotel room which was right on the top floor, had no air-con, nor fans (air-cons and fans don’t exist in this part of Europe, they’re for the people in the tropics, OK?) The hotel manager said that Munich gets only about a week of hot summer weather in a year, (…maybe she hadn’t heard of global warming), and asked us to open the windows to sleep. (Imagine going to Germany to experience Malaysia!)

So there we were, in the room with this amazing window. After twisting and turning it a bit, we managed to open it, …one corner of it anyway (and I thought I friggin broke it! What lousy windows they make in Europe I was wondering then, and I thought the Germans were technologically superior… This one must be made in China). One corner was better than nothing anyway, and we slept in our sweat, listening to a group of drunk boys outside, in the park beside our hotel, challenging each other to fights, in English of various European accents, till the friggin sun rose! I made sure we closed the window nicely before leaving the room (hell, made in China or not, this is Germany, …how much do you think they’d charge us if they found out that we’d broken their lousy window??) I found out not too long after that (in another hotel) that windows like these are the norm in Europe (the German parts which we visited anyway), and they’re not friggin broken. They’re made to open horizontally, like a door, and also if you choose, to open vertically, like an air vent - what a marvel! Don’t remember coming across these in 1994! (They’re called Tilt & Turn Windows by the way). …This brush with technology early in our trip was a blessing looking back, because all the other places we visited later had the same window or glass balcony door design like this, and by then it was a piece of cake for yours truly, ahem.

We left Munich after one day. Why? Because when I planned the hotel bookings, the weather forecast said that Germany and the entire friggin area around this part of the world would be blanketed with clouds and thunderstorms. That was to include the first day of our arrival in Munich, which turned out to be quite the opposite. The last day of our trip which we would also be spending in Munich, was forecasted to be beautiful, and it turned out to be a brilliant day, of heavy rain and clouds! See what we did then here.

Anyway, we spent about 5 days of our trip in Germany and we had ONE beautiful hot summer’s day, and FOUR miserable wet and gloomy days! So, thank you very much, oh great weather of Europe, for making our trip such a memorable affair. I officially hate you now. I hope you’ll be better the next time we visit… Can’t wait for that to happen actually.

Here’re more photos of Munich till that happens.


Munich International Airport


A street musician playing a beautiful tune on a cimbalom (I googled it, OK? Thought it was a harpsichord, but harpsichords have keyboards, this one doesn’t)


The streets of Munich – Sendlinger Strasse (Street)


Anu at the Sendlinger Tor, Munich


Asamkirche (Asam Church) – no it’s got nothing to do with the Assam State of India, Asam is actually the family name of the owners / builders of this private church. It’s small, but the details are simply astounding


The exterior of the Asamkirche, on Sendlinger Street


The Neues Rathaus at dusk, with the Frauenkirche (the twin-towered church) in the background, Munich


The Hofbräuhaus – How can a visit to Munich not include a beer hall? The Hofbräuhaus is I think, the most famous of the lot, but nope, we didn’t try the beer here (too darn crowded). We skipped over to the place below to try out Bavaria’s famous beer and pork knuckle, hehe


Pork knuckle (Schweinshaxn) at Haxnbauer, Munich – eating with the kids was near impossible. First, there was the jet lag, and Justin and Jayden were both sleepy. Second, the place was crowded and service wasn’t what you’d get in Asia (this is Europe, OK? Live with it). Third, the place was stifling hot and stuffy – these Germans, despite being so technologically advanced, dunno nuts about the trusty air-con and the humble fan. Pity them. And us. Gotta take turns carrying the little one, so that we could eat. And Justin ended up eating only a few mouthfuls before he fell sound asleep in the noisy, stuffy restaurant. Well done, Justin!

And here’re more pork knuckle adventures in Munich, if you’ve not had enough.

Thursday, 14 July 2016

Friends in the Past, Dubai

Hmm… still reminiscing about the past, and about friends long unseen, so here’s more of the people in our lives back when Justin was a wee baby, and before. Another tribute to the people in our lives.


Manjeet, wife of my Malaysian work colleague Ajit, and their 3 children, plus Aunt Helen and little new born Justin. Manjeet used to visit us and give little Justin baby massages, Indian-style. Wanna see how their youngest daughter Ravneet, has changed thru the years? Check out this post


Manjeet and Ajit, at the Mercato Mall, Dubai


Connie, wife of Bill Wong, another of my Malaysian colleague. Connie was a god-sent during the first month after Justin’s birth. She visited almost daily, gave us herbs and ginger wine, made Chinese herbal tea for Anu, helped prepare confinement meals and generally helped Aunt Helen out. What? You think Auntie Helen could do so much by herself, after err izit…10+ years of not looking after new born babies and their moms?!? Connie even called up her own mom in Malaysia for advice on confinement practices! What a friend!


Helen and Connie, at the Carrefour Hypermarket, Mall of the Emirates, Dubai

More work colleagues…


Ramasamy Kailasan, another Malaysian colleague in Dubai, at Dubai Festival City, 2008


With Indian colleague, Navab and Chinese colleague, Han Guang, at the Grand Hyatt Hotel, Dubai during our Company’s Annual Dinner in 2010 – Notice the mark that bloody shingles left on my forehead? Just recovered from it.


With Pakistani colleague and friend, Rana Sharafat Ali, who would occasionally call me up just to find out how I was, even when I was working in India!


Anu with some Chinese colleagues at the Al Mamzar Beach Park, 2008 – Hu Yiming is the one on the right, and umm… I forgot the one on the left, sorry


Project Manager aka Boss aka Papaji, Donald Wong, the maverick Malaysian Senior Project Manager of the project I was working in Dubai (…but I think this photo was from an earlier time, during our short working stint together in Bharatpur, Rajasthan, India, 2007)


Livia (left), Ching (middle) and Anu at the Creek, Bur Dubai, on a really dusty day, 2008 – Livia and Ching were my Malaysian colleagues in Mumbai in 2007

Monday, 4 July 2016

Mosque of the Indian Captain


Masjid Kapitan Keling, Penang, Malaysia

Here’s a short post for Raya. Wishing all my Muslim friends a Happy Aidilfitri! Selamat Hari Raya! Eid Mubarak!

Unlike Malaysia, here in the UAE, we’re still waiting for the experts to try to see the moon tonight to decide whether Eid Al-Fitr will be tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. Our company has already, in advance, decided it’ll be on Wed, 6 July, and if it falls tomorrow, …well hard luck company, we get an extra day off! Don’t blame us, blame the moon!

OK, I’m gonna put some photos of a mosque here to match my Raya posting. Here’s the Masjid Kapitan Keling, of Penang. In English, it’ll literally be the Mosque of the Indian Captain, since Kapitan means Captain, and Malaysians have been calling Indians ‘Keling’ for ages. I think it’s from the ancient name of India, Kalinga. Malaya (or Malacca) used to be a bustling maritime trade centre in the past due to it being located halfway between China and India, and used to have people from India, China, Arabia, etc stopping by for trading. The Indian leaders were called Kapitan Keling, while the Chinese leaders were known as Kapitan Cina.


Another view of the Masjid Kapitan Keling, Penang


OK, here’s a nicer photo of the mosque taken from the web (this marks a first for me, first time I’ve ‘borrowed’ a photo from the internet) – compliments of virginmojito.wordpress.com. I hope the photographer doesn’t mind