Tuesday, January 29, 2013

Winter Banquet 2013

Our Annual Staff Winter Banquet was a few weekends ago. It is hosted at a fancy hotel in downtown, with champagne to start and wine after that and a buffet. Everyone dresses up and gets down on the dance floor. 
 Lovely ladies: Ms. Madina and Ms. Arzu. Ms. Madina is the cooperating teacher for the classroom next to mine, and Ms. Arzu is my wonderful Cooperating Teacher. 
 The set up: We claim our spots near the dance floor so we can watch the entertainment. 
 Ms. Arzu and me. 
 Allen, Nick and Nic. 
 It doesn't take long for locals to get on the dance floor. They can really shake it. 
Ms. Madina knocked my socks off with her cover (of some song I don't know the name of). 
More photos to come...

Winter Skies

Like most developing cities, Almaty has significant air pollution. The primary source of energy here, and the source of the entire city's heating and hot water,  is coal. As such, the fine dust that coats our apartment is black, and I hate to think what my lungs look like after a nice run outside. Some days the pollution is more evident than others, but it's certainly more evident in Winter. 
 Taken from our apartment balcony in the morning. 
 The distinct line usually lifts and fades as the day goes on and temperatures increase. 
And then, there are some mornings like this: fresh snow, skies full of clouds instead of pollution, the Tien Shan mountains visible as the sun breaks over them. Glorious. 

Saturday, January 5, 2013

Bangkok

After Cambodia, we had 3 days to hang around Bangkok. We stayed in a different area than last year and thought it was sickeningly touristy, it was close to some great sights.  
There's really nothing like Thai street food. 
A short walk from our guest house was Wat Pho. Like most other wats, it is incredibly ornate and sparkly. 

Wat Pho is special because it houses the largest reclining Buddha in the world. It is covered in gold leaf and has mother of pearl inlays on his feet. 
We went to Wat Pho on New Year's Day. Now, apparently everyone in Thailand goes to a wat on New Year's Day. So, we joined the hoards and circled the Buddha. 


A shameless tourist attraction, we went to the Floating Market, which included a tour through the nearby village that utilizes the canals. Each house had their boat rigged up. 





You could hire this guy to paddle you around for an hour. I just wanted his picture. 
I couldn't decide which one I liked best, so I posted them both. 











Crates. 

A cool old car at the market. 


These three ladies had a fried banana monopoly! We call out that we want some, they put some in a bag, and put it on the hook on the stick. The stick is stretched toward us, we take the bag and put money into the tub. Everyone is happy. 
This woman had a noodle soup kitchen right on her boat. 
The steps along the canal were reserved for those eating whatever hot dish came from the kitchen boats. 




Chinatown and, no kidding, the best eggroll I've ever had, and for only $0.15!
On the flight home, somewhere over Afghanistan/Pakistan.

Angkor Wat

We were able to spend 3 days exploring fantastic Angkor. The entrance to the park was about 4 kilometers from our guesthouse, and the guesthouse had bikes we could use for free. The first two days we left the hotel just after dawn to try and beat the crowds. We would leave around mid-day, when the heat was getting bad, ride into town for lunch then back to our hotel until dinnertime. 
Nic's in Cambodia!
Rambutan vendor near the Old Market.
Nic rides like a pro through one of the gates leading to Angkor Thom. It's hard to distinguish, but there is a massive stone face on the gate. 
Warriors holding the long body of Naga, the 7 headed serpent line the bridge over the moat. 
The following pictures are all from Bayon, the temple with over 200 stone faces smugly smiling. 













One of the entrances to Bayon. 
There are probably around 50 ruins in the Angkor Wat Archeological Park, and we certainly didn't see all of them. This one was off the main route, down a path into the jungle. 


Sanskrit writing covering the inside doorframe at the top of a temple. 

The raised platform to the entrance of this temple must have made quite an impression in it's time. The courtyard below also would've had a raised platform across it. 
These chess-like pieces would've supported yet another raised platform. The wall is in the rough shape of the reclining Buddha. His head is at the left side. 

Another one not on the main route, but with amazing carvings inside the small rooms. 


About a kilometer down a side dirt road was another small temple that looked interesting. It led us into the countryside, and through one of the few villages that exist inside the park. 
A man tends to his field. I should mention that just previous to this photo, we stopped along the sandy path so I could take care of some business. I crawled through some brush to be decent, only to realize that I was under attack by a hundred fire ants. I crawled back out of the bush, pants down, smacking biting ants off my bare skin and yelling for Nic to help, just in time for a teenage girl to ride by on her bike.
 
This is where the path spit us out, right in the middle of a small cluster of stilted houses. 
Rural life. 
A canoe in a reservoir built by the ancient Khmer. 

Another stone-face entrance gate. 

This temple (can't remember the name) was my favorite one. It had endless corridors and courtyards. 
A buddhist shrine at the entrance. 










This is Pra Thom. Along with Angkor Temple, this temple is probably the most iconic with serpentine trees roots that have taken over ruins. 






More raised platforms at another small structure. 


We gave into the hype and decided to see sunrise at Angkor. We hadn't been into the temple yet because it is always swamped with people. We thought if we go for sunrise we might be able to dodge some crowds. Were we wrong. We arrived an hour before sunrise and joined the great stream of people entering the temple. People continued to stream in, hundreds and hundreds of them, until sunrise approached. As it became more light we snapped this photo, ditched our spot and headed into the temple, again in attempts to avoid the crowds. 
This time it worked. There were only a few dozen people inside the temple. 




We were also fortunate to find these monks meditating around the back side of Angkor. 

Around the perimeter of the temple were these wonderful columned corridors. 
We soon discovered that all of these corridors have fantastic floor to ceiling carved murals. 




That's an elephant in the middle of a battle. 
I love the way the artist did the trees in this one. 


Back out front, as the crowds begin to break up, we spy this man collecting water lilies from the moat in front of Angkor.