Friday 25 December 2009

New Zealand: The deep South





In the deep south there are not that many cultural highlights, but the natural ones make up for that. In this sparsely populated area you can find beautiful beaches, meadows overflowing with flowers and truely awesome waterfalls.





Bluff is the southernmost city on the south Island



Further to the south, on Stewart Island, lies the town of Oban, population 390. This was the southernmost point of my travel and with nearly 47° S probably the southernmost point I will ever reach.









The best thing to do in the south is to encounter the wildlife. Never before did I come that close to Keas, seals and penguins. (Well, apart from the zoo, obviously)

Wednesday 23 December 2009

New Zealand: Queenstown





If I would be interested in mad adrenalin-junkie kinds of things this would be my dream city. You have the opportunity for bungy-jumping, jetboating, skydiving and so on.
While I´m not into that kind of stuff, this city still has some things that make it stand out for me. The landscape it is located in looks absolutely awesome. You have everything here from a lake up to hills and mountains.




The local icons are Fergburger (much better than McDumb or BurgerShrink) and the World Bar, where cocktails are served in Teapots.







I couldn´t longer resist and took a LOTR tour in the vicinity of Queenstown. It was probably one of the better things I´ve done in NZ. I couldn´t connect the places we visited with film locations (of course the guide had the movie stills to prove that this actually were filming locations), but the tour would have been worth taking even if I wouldn´t have known any of the films. You may have a guess at the scenes by looking at the pictures. Besides LOTR, there were scenes from Narnia and Wolverine shot here, as well as many commercials.







Near Queenstown lies Arrowtown, an old goldmining place that has been restaurated to make it appealing to tourists. It´s really nice there and you can actually try to wash your own gold out of the river. The museum is stunning, considering that it´s located in that small a town. They even have archeological sites, digging up and rebuilding the old huts the miners were living in.

Sunday 20 December 2009

New Zealand: North and Westcoast of the South Island


The northern coast of the South Island has allegedly the most Sun-hours of the whole of New Zealand. While driving there you can see one vineyard after another on both sides of the road. After a little wine-tasting I can say that there´s some good stuff out there. I was especially pleased by the local Riesling. Normally a sort of grape known for a high amount of acid, the local ones here are much sweeter.







The highlight of the northern coast is of course the Abel Tasman National Park. Heaps of golden beaches, enclosed by native forest, little waterfalls near the walking tracks, absolutely lovely.





The Westcoast in contrast gets much more rain than the rest of the country and that was exactly what I experienced while travelling there. I was looking forward to do a glacier walk on the Franz-Josef, but it was raining all day. I did the walk nonetheless, but the experience was not exactly pleasant.





The Southern Alps are a stunning sight to be sure. Especially when the sun happens to shine every once in a while.

New Zealand: Wellington


Wellington is a really nice city. I especially enjoyed the visit at the Te Papa, where I spent nearly six hours. They present very diverse topics in an entertaining style. The most impressive object on display was of course the giant squid. Besides that they regularly have perfomances of different bands/groups there. In the museum´s café I ate the best double chocolate brownie ever. That brownie alone would be worth another visit.



Because of the many hills in/by the city, I got many opportunities to take a good view of the city. But boy, I wouldn´t have thought it to be that challenging to make my way to the top of Mount Vic by foot. For the visit to Mount Eden I took the cable car.







I took a tour of the parliament building. It´s very sad that I wasn´t allowed to take pictures in there, the interior looks really great. I felt like I was transported back into late 19th century. Equally interesting were the facts about New Zealands political system our guide told us. For example, every citizen who wants to speak to a board discussing a new law must be heard. That´s very unique. On the way out I saw children playing rugby on the lawn right in front of the parliament and no one drove them off. Sweet.

Sunday 6 December 2009

New Zealand: Auckland to Wellington



I´m really glad that I took exactly the bus company I did for getting around in NZ. Up to now there were only nice people on the bus, especially including the driver. Everyday there would be people getting on and off the bus, but a few of us stayed together for the whole trip to Wellington. At this time we were already so close with each other that we decided to celebrate our last evening together.





The tour itself was awesome. At first we visited the Coromandel, a first-class holiday spot with nice beaches and the well-known tourist attraction Cathedral Cove. Another highlight was the obligatory digging of a hot pool at Hot Water Beach. What made this unique was the fact that we did it in the middle of the night.



Another highlight for me was the night in the middle of the rainforest near Raglan. They built some huts there on a hillside. When you looked from the porch all you would see were the treetops and bushes. It felt like living in a green heaven.




When we arrived at the Tongariro national park the weather was so bad that we decided to chill in front of a cozy fire rather than go hiking. Luckily the weather changed somewhat so we were able to go on a short walk at least. the landscape up there looks awesome even when it´s cloudy. On a clear day it must be breathtaking.



The arrival in Wellington was way too early. I could have stayed with the bunch for quite some time. I sure hope that the next group I will be travelling with on the South Island will be as good as these guys.

P.S. Some pros and cons about living in NZ that I have figured out so far:

Pro
The people are way more relaxed
Awesome nature
Good local wines

Con
No real bread here
Everyone drives on the wrong side
Chlorinated tap water

Saturday 28 November 2009

New Zealand: North of Auckland




To the north of Auckland there are many beautiful spots on the coastline. All the Palm trees around make you believe to be in the Carribean or the South Sea rather than in NZ. The water around here is much cooler though.

The people here are so friendly and relaxed that it takes quite some adapting for a German to deal with them. This is especially true for the busdrivers. In every sentence they use either the word “cool”, “sweet” or “awesome”. They even wave friendly at roadworkers as they pass by. That would be completely unheard of at home.





With all the hills the landscape mainly consists of, you have many opportunities to enjoy beautiful views on the bays here. Apart from that there are many historic maori sites ranging from the occasional Pa (outlook post) that comes into view to the waitangi treaty grounds in Paihia.





Further to the north lies the Ninety-Mile-Beach. It is really "0nly" 46 miles long, but impressive even though. Cape Reinga is the northernmost part of New Zealand and a spiritual place for the Maori.

Wednesday 25 November 2009

New Zealand: Auckland





New Zealand is simply amazing. to call it green would be using a well-known cliché, but it fits. When the plane descended for the landing, at 7 am and with perfect sunshine, the landscape below looked like a romantizised model, with nice hills and patches of forest.

The city of Auckland itself has many trees and parks and so even near the ugliest skyscrapers you can find something to offset this ugliness.



You can find people from all parts of the world here, besides the native kiwis there are asians from China, Corea and Japan as well as tourists from Europe and the Americas. I couldn´t spend an hour without seeing some Germans here.

I really love the funny advertising ideas some places come up with:



It´s very interesting to see the foreign plants and animals. The birds around here sound so much different than at home that I sometimes just sit in a park and listen to them.



I can´t pass by a museum without visiting it and the Auckland museum is really worth it. They have a big section about the Maori culture with many objects on display. I don´t dare to guess how long it may have taken to carve a whole house like this:


There´s nearly no high place around here that you can´t jump down from, be it the harbour bridge or the Skytower. I just wonder who are the insane here, the kiwis who invented the business or the tourists who actually do the jumping.



Wednesday 21 October 2009

And they say there´s no use for Shakespearean knowledge



The situation:
I was about to organize our next poker tourney. Quite some of our regular players are in Las Vegas by now, so there are only few of us who remain to play this Friday. Of course the lines that came to my mind in this situation were the ones from Henry V: “We few, we happy few, we band of brothers”. Then I remembered that it´s October, and so the St. Crispians reference from that passage should be fitting as well. After looking it up, I found that St. Crispian is indeed on October the 25th. Some minor editing later I happened to have a good text to send with the invitation. Many thanks to you, Big Willy.


By the end of this week will be the feast of Crispian:
He that outlives friday and comes safe home,
Will stand a tip-toe when this day is nam´d,
And rouse him at the name of Crispian.
He that shall see this day, and live old age,
Will yearly on the vigil feast his neighbours,
And say, "To-morrow is Saint Crispian":
Then he will open his chest, show his chips,
And say, "These chips I won before Crispin´s day".
Old men forget; yet all shall be forgot,
But he´ll remember with advantages
What feats he did that week. Then shall our names,
Familiar in his mouth as household words,
Ontic the King, Frank it and Sören,
Flippo and Schnuddel,
Be in their flowing cups freshly remember´d.
This story shall the good man teach his son;
and Crispin Crispian shall ne´er go by,
From this day to the ending of the world,
But we in it shall be remembered;
We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;
For he tomorrow that plays poker with me
Shall be my brother; be he ne´er so vile
This day shall gentle his condition:
And gentlemen in Vegas then at breakfast
Shall think themselves accurs´d they were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That played with us before Saint Crispin´s day.

Friday 25 September 2009

Planet Simpson, Ontology and the Phantom American




This post is a direct answer to the one made by Tom in his blog, called “The Phantom American” which you should read here: http://orneryworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/toms-america-phantom-american.html before reading this one. Tom recommended to me the book "Planet Simpson which I will present here.



Part I The book in general

Planet Simpson, written by Chris Turner is a book that covers all things Simpsons-related, and that means, as I´ve come to understand, nearly everything. Here you can find in-depth knowledge about the staff behind the series, the predecessors it evolved from, the dramaturgical techniques employed and the worldview of the makers, especially that of Matt Groening. Now, that was the part to be expected by reading the title.

Besides that, the author covers the culture the series is embedded in, that is, the American culture since roughly 1990. He quite nicely explains such diverse topics as Punk, globalization, the ubiquitous irony, the flaws in modern democracy’s personnel and the omnipotence of today´s economical system. All in all, I must say, it´s a very good and recommendable book.






Part II What I have learned

It was quite amazing to be shown what amount of gags/references I didn´t get, because I didn´t live in America during the time the different seasons where aired and because I only watched the dubbed versions. For example, I didn´t know that the show was a direct rival of Cosby and so I didn´t get the Cosby-references. I didn´t know what shows the Fox-network aired besides the Simpsons and so I didn´t know that side blows against “Married…with children” was directed at Fox. I never heard such gags as

I´m Billy Corgan, Smashing Pumpkins.
I´m Homer Simpson, smiling politely.

because they are simply not translatable. Not to speak of the different celebrity speakers that appear on the Simpsons not as themselves, for example Michael Jackson.

What came as a mild shock though, was the fact (I have to take the author by his word here) that Homer Simpson is not only designed as a stand-in for the average American baby boomer, which I could have imagined, but that he is also regarded and loved as such by the American audience. I wouldn´t have expected the Americans to be that self-mocking. Even when I asked friends, what they regard homer Simpson to be, the answer closest to that was “the typical ill-educated American”.

What I could have imagined but never did before reading this book is, that the Simpsons are THE defining event for several generations. Where the 60´s had Woodstock, the 90´s and on have the Simpsons. And this event is much more defining for our age as nearly everyone has watched the Simpsons while very few people of the 60´s attended Woodstock.





Part III ontology

The reason the book was recommended to me was my question what the term “ontological policy”, used by Tom, should mean. The book itself never used that wording but it made several comparisons between a right-leaning political standpoint marked by a worldview of how things should be or are proclaimed to be (everyone can succeed if he tries hard enough…, the market is a good thing…, our system is just…) and the Simpsons´ way of showing how things really are (…unless born in the wrong place, …for the rich and unscrupulous, …a flawed one). It was especially entertaining getting to know the direct interaction between G.H.W. Bush and the Simpsons´crew.


Part IV the Phantom American

The centre point of Tom´s post was the notion of a Phantom American inside everyone of us. This Phantom American comes to life and is nurtured by the consumption of all things American. It is proclaimed to be the reason why anything coming from America will have some sort of relevance for us not living in the USA and why these things will change our worldview.
Besides the already-given critique over at Tom´s blog I would like to take a closer look on the concept of the Phantom American. It´s true that American products of all sorts, but especially in the area of films and music, are the most-influential on a world-wide scale. But the same concept, that you have to have a Phantom XXX (enter nationality here) in order to see relevance in the products of a given culture would have to be true for every culture you have contact with. And the number of these cultures is increasing rapidly, not least because of the internet. And as the number of this Phantom XXXs is increasing, so would the influences of different cultures. The result wouldn´t be an americanisation of the world but a world full of multi-schizophrenic people.

I´d say that a more appropriate description of the influences of different cultures would be like this: We face many different products originating from many different cultures. The relevance they have to us range from a negative one (we despise it, we see it as a bad influence and won´t “buy” it in every sense of the word) to a positive one (we want it, we change our behavior and/or worldview because of it). Besides these, there products that have no influence at all (because we don´t “get it”, we don´t see any relevance). Even the products that have a positive influence won´t create a Phantom XXX. I can get into zen-meditation without turning into a Japanese, not even part-time. I see it more in the way that you integrate some aspects of different cultures into your own personality, while clinging to the core principles of your own culture nonetheless.