Tuesday, 20 March 2018

Adventures in Persia


Yours truly, on the roof of the Sultan Amir Ahmed Bathhouse, Kashan, Isfahan Province, Iran

In another part of Asia, across the vast Indian Ocean from Bali, another New Year takes place in March, Nowruz, the Persian New Year. Nowruz coincides with the March Equinox (which is today), symbolizing spring in the Northern Hemisphere, and the day in which the sun crosses the equator and enters the Northern Hemisphere, which also means that it’s gonna get really hot, pretty soon around these parts of the world! Hmmmph!

Here’s a little write up on Persia (i.e. on our Iran trip at the end of 2016), which I prepared for the Company’s magazine a year ago. It should be 300 words or more. If published, I’d be richer by AED 200! (It’s not much, but any money is good money, right? …If earned honestly, that is). Unfortunately for me, they didn’t pick my article!?! (That may be because I wrote 2 articles on the Iran trip. I thought I’d cash in on 2 articles with 1 trip, since there’re so many things to see). That didn’t work, but my first article (on Dizin, Iran) was published! Hehe.

Here’s the article, and pictures of Kashan, a Persian town filled with bazaars, traditional villas of rich merchants and public baths, the sort of setting you’d imagine if you were a Prince of Persia! Here goes!


“What does that hole in the ceiling do, Papa?” Timche-e-Amin-od-Dowleh (Aminoddoleh Caravanserai), Kashan Bazaar


“To let the genies come in…” (Nah, just joking) – Close-up view of the ceiling of the Aminoddoleh Caravanserai

Adventures in Persia

The name Persia always evokes a sense of ancient empire in my mind, of magic lamps and badass thieves, with treasures hidden in magical caves, of exotic belly dancers and flying carpets,... Well, that’s what you get when you watch too many action fantasy films or play too many computer games… (Can’t blame me when I grow up playing games like the Prince of Persia, can you?)

Well, Persia is just across the sea from Dubai, or 2 hours by flight, and it’s easy to visit and cheap. It’s actually called the Islamic Republic of Iran now. Sure, there’re no flying carpets, or skimpily clad veiled girls doing belly dances, but there is still a treasure trove of places waiting to be seen. There are ancient remains of great empires, like Persepolis, a UNESCO-listed World Heritage Site. There are historical palaces, mansions, gardens and town squares like the Naqsh-e-Jahan Square in Isfahan. There are beautiful Iranian mosques with its turquoise coloured theme and hanging beehive-like formations (murqanas). There’re traditional covered bazaars with its Persian rugs and people that are nothing like the religious zealots that the West portrays Iranians to be. Of course, there’ll be that bad egg in the basket, but overall we found Iranians to be friendly, helpful and forthright.

There’re also ancient hill villages, exotic desert towns, desolate salt lakes, and mountains where you can ski in winter and where wild flowers blossom in spring. And best of all, there’re so little tourists, you can have the place all to yourself (the less popular places anyway, when we were there in winter).

So do I recommend a trip to Iran? Definitely, especially if you are a cultural buff. After all, Iran is not only the seat of everything Persian, it is also the de facto centre of Shia Islamic culture.

And what about the kids? Nope, there’s not much for the kids here unfortunately, unless your kids love running around, which in that case, there’re plenty for the kids, …Isfahan’s town square is one of the largest in the world, for example. And of course, there’s the snowy mountains near Tehran for skiing, and for a good ol’ snowball fight!



Hammam-e-Sultan Amir Ahmad (Sultan Amir Ahmed Bathhouse), Kashan, Iran


Close-up view of the ceiling, Hammam-e-Sultan Amir Ahmad – holes in the ceiling seems to be a trend, huh?

And here’re some traditional Persian merchant houses: -


Our hotel during our stay in Kashan – Manouchehri House, the left-most 3 windows on the ground floor was our room


Dining room of the Manouchehri Traditional House Hotel


Iranian mommy (Anu) serving naughty kids breakfast at the Manouchehri Hotel dining room


Entrance of the Tabatabaei Historical House, one of the many historical houses in Kashan, of which the most well-known are the Tabatabaei, Borujerdi and Abbasian Historical Houses


Compound of the Borujerdi Historical House


Lunch at the Abbasi Teahouse and Restaurant, which is actually a part of the Abbasian Historical House – Having lunch here was one of the highlights of our Iranian trip I’d say!


“C’mon, let’s dig in. The food’s here!” Abbasi Teahouse & Restaurant, Kashan, Iran – That blue jug contains doogh, a yogurt-based drink like lassi, which is drunk like water in Iran!


The backstreets of Kashan, between our hotel Manouchehri Housse, and the Bazaar of Kashan – Kashan is a cosy little town where most of the attractions are within walking distance of one another


The Agha Bozorg Mosque at dusk, Kashan, Isfahan Province, Iran

Saturday, 17 March 2018

Life on a Mystical Island


Beach at Nusa Dua, with a view of a volcano (I think) in the distance …I wouldn’t be surprised if that was Lombok, the neighbouring island

Since we’re at Bali, I might as well continue, hehe. Here’re glimpses of what we did in Nusa Dua and Kuta in 2016. By the way, today happens to be Bali's New Year, Nyepi, the Day of Silence, where everything's closed and no work or play is allowed. Even the airport and internet are shut, for 24 friggin hours!! Don't believe me? Google it!

There, another short post done! Hah!


1.5 years old Jayden, at our hotel in Nusa Dua, the Tanjung Sari Inn


The courtyard at Tanjung Sari Inn, Nusa Dua, Bali


The hotel shrine …every hotel has its shrine!


The neighbourhood temple ….every street has its temple, …or maybe not, but temples are all over the place in Bali


Jayden in the hotel room. Notice semi-nude Balinese lady in the painting? You’ll only see that on paintings…


Ngurah Rai Airport, the only airport in Bali, the one that will be friggin CLOSED, on Nyepi, the Day of Silence, which happens to be today! (See previous post)


Justin posing with a Garuda, Ngurah Rai International Airport, Bali, Indonesia


Taking a break in Kuta, at the Mamma Mia Restaurant


The food’s finally here – Fish & Chips for Justin, Mixed Seafood for Mommy, and Crispy Duck with Rice for yours truly, something like that, but it’s not cheap


Now that’s more like it, Lobster! And cheap! At Bamboo Corner, Kuta – if you’re spoilt for choice, pick this place!


And my favourite Balinese dish is …Babi Guling, roasted pork prepared in many styles, one of my favourite pork dishes in the world, I’d say – There’re countless warungs (food stalls) selling babi guling, but this picture is from a stall on the way to Tanah Lot, called Men Agus near the junction of Jl Raya Canggu and Jl Batu Mejan

Thursday, 8 March 2018

The Swing Garden


Pura Taman Ayun, Mengwi, Bali, Indonesia

Whoa! It’s March already! 2017 seems like only yesterday!?! Chinese New Year’s come and gone, but March is also a season of New Years and festivals, haha, thanks to the diversity of humankind! Thank you God, for coming in so many different ways, and for making us with so many varieties of traditions and believes! The world would be so dull if everyone was of one race and one belief.

Here’re pictures of a temple in Bali, Pura Taman Ayun. Pura is the Balinese word for temple. I dunno what Taman Ayun is in Balinese, but in Malay ‘taman’ means ‘garden’ and ‘ayun’ means ‘to swing.’ I’ve no idea why it’s called ‘swing garden’, I didn’t see one swing in the whole place, or anything swinging, except for the tree branches, when there’s a breeze.

Anyway, Bali celebrates its biggest festival, its New Year, in March, a day of silence, called Nyepi. This is the day that no one’s allowed on the streets or beaches, and even the airport (and there’s only one in Bali) is CLOSED!! (Talk about extreme!) No, we weren’t in Bali on Nyepi. We arrived about 2 weeks after Nyepi in 2016, …fortunately.

By the way, Nyepi falls on the same day as the New Years of some Hindu communities in India, for example, Maharashtrian New Year, Gudi Padwa and Telugu New Year, Ugadi.

Enjoy!


A Gateway at Mengwi Town, Badung Regency, Bali


Family picture, Taman Ayun, Mengwi, Bali






Taman Ayun Temple, Mengwi, Badung Regency, Bali










The gardens around Pura Taman Ayun


Alas Kedaton Monkey Forest – What the heck, I might as well put this in. Alas Kedaton isn’t part of Taman Ayun. Heck, it ain’t even in the same Badung Regency, but it is nearby, just about 7km away. It’s filled with monkeys, and bats, if you like that sort of thing. I dunno what it is with monkey forests!?! They’re all over Bali. The locals (or maybe it’s the tourists) must really love monkeys…


Alas Kedaton Temple, Tabanan Regency, Bali, Indonesia


Justin and the bats, c’mon, go nearer, they don’t bite, …or do they? Alas Kedaton, Bali