Away with the Warriors

Finally on the way to check out the wonders of the West. What a better place to start than with the Terracotta Warriors in Xian.

Xian is only a one hour's flight from Chengdu making it easily accessible for a short trip. In

Xian you also notice that it is quickly developing into a mega city. The airport is a fair distance

from the city and the scenery changes instantly from country side to skyscrapers.

One day was spent visiting the famous

Terracotta warriors. The site is an immense excavation area where new discoveries of an ancient world are uncovered bringing local and international visitors alike.

Day two was spent with a friend of a colleague who showed me the ancient city walls, the Goose pagodas and local cuisine. This city has a lot to offer and I was lucky to have a local guide.

That evening for a snack we enjoyed a local specialty, roujiamo 肉夹摸. This is finely chopped lamb or meat with spices between a sliced open flatbread. It is often sold by street vendors. Delicious. May very well be the first hamburger!

Karaoke: KTV

If you have been to Asia then you have held a microphone in your hands, half drunk and attempted to sing John Denver's 'Country Roads' or Backstreet Boys' 'I Want It That Way.' And after one year you will be trying your hand at local hits in Chinese!

No matter how bad you are it turns into fun and you never want to let go of the mic. You see the words on the screen and you turn into an idol for those few minutes. The audience explodes with applause! Glasses raise into the air and another toast is made to friendship!

Here is an evening out with some friends enjoying each other's attempts at becoming a rock star with a little help from liquid courage.

Ya'an Wildlife and Nature Film Festival

Staying connected is a critical factor in keeping good business relationships. Luckily, our hotel is one of few with great networks both local and foreign.

The West is still expanding and actively seeks investment in new business sectors. One organization specifically searches and maintains friendly relationships with investors from foreign countries. As the hotel is a foreign brand we often receive invitations to events and networking dinners. This time we were invited to attend the opening of the Ya'an Wildlife and Nature Film Festival.

Ya'an is a University 'town' 2 hours from Chengdu. It is green, hilly and small compared with Chengdu. We stayed 2 nights and had the chance to visit some local sites.

Our first evening we arrived and met with the organizers for lunch at the hotel. As soon as all were seated the Chinese liquor was offered. This is 50% alcohol and sometimes more. Here you have no choice, but to drink. If the host invites you, you drink. Done. So, glass after glass, it burns going down. Small glasses, but nonetheless potent. Five drinks later and everyone was having trouble using chopsticks.

After a quick nap we headed for the Panda Breeding Base in Ya'an and saw panda after panda including some youngsters.

That evening we made our way with police escort and 12 mini buses to the festival on the university campus. This is very common for any government function to have a caravan with police escort and stationed police officers at intersection to keep the caravan moving. It is a little over excessive.

We arrived at the festival and drove right up to the rear entrance behind the main stage. The event was outdoors. There they had rolled out a red carpet for all the VIPs. Not sure whether we were included or not. Either way, we walked the red carpet and cheers came from the small crowd that had gathered. Ha! Hollywood. We walked past the stage and were seated at reserved seats in the front row. Looking back we saw a sea of people. And you won't believe it when I say there were 10,000 people there.

The opening ceremony started and dragged on with speeches from government officials, military generals and romantic chinese love son

gs. Fireworks lit the sky and two hours later we were more than ready to leave.

Along with us were guides and translators from the local university. They were always willing to help and make sure we felt comfortable. Shelley and Claire even accepted our offer to join for BBQ later that evening after everyone had gone to bed. We still wanted to see more of the city. They showed us a famous bridge and a good BBQ spot on the riverside.

The next day we went to a local town in the country side. Ancient and beautiful. It is wonderful to see the colour green again. Trees, grass and flowers!

Even some local fresh water eels for lunch, freshly gutted with a utility knife.

Random and...

Caught a fly with chopsticks today...

Chengdu Lifestyle Magazine

A Hole in the Ground

Ever wonder what it would be like inside a large tunnel boring machine? If yes, I can tell you all about it.

Chengdu is busy building its new Metro subway line. This involves tunneling under the city with large machines. The plan is to create two lines; one running North-South and the other East-West. The entire system will take a few years to complete, but I was lucky enough to take a tour and get up close and personal with the mighty machine.

We first explored the site on ground level taking notice of the large amounts of earth laden containers used to move what was recently dug up. Then it was underground with a hard hat and site supervisor. We toured the first length of the tunnel which already had its concrete ring. Then we made our way into the machine from the rear and right up to the very front, just behind the cutting wheel. Too cool!

Chinese Lantern Festival

After one festival ends another is just around the corner. This one being the Chinese Lantern Festival. It celebrates the first full moon of the lunar year.

There is a large park in Chengdu that is set up with large paper lantern sculptures. These are huge. Some even move. There are fair rides, candy and artisans who turn melted sugar into creative sculptures.

In the middle of the park is a large temple decorated with red lanterns and colourful lights. It was beautiful to see. Even if we couldn't see the moon through clouds.

On the way back we had to wait to find a cab. This is normal and something everyone has to get used to. It took us 30 minutes to get a cab. Sometimes it can take even longer.

Chinese Lunar New Year

After a great New Year's celebration in the bush it was time to celebrate another one in the East. Chinese New Year is marked by the first new moon of the year. On the Chinese calendar it falls on February 14th this year, marking the beginning of the year of the tiger.

Again, words cannot explain it. The celebrations run 15 days until the Chinese Lantern Festival marking the first full moon of the year. The city sleeps for 15 days. No honking horns. No playing Frogger to cross the street. Only loud and overwhelming fireworks every night with the largest on New Years eve.

These fireworks are not set up by the city or some professional, but rather sold on every street corner in orange tents lined with boxes of fireworks. We are used to individual fireworks that we buy on certain holidays. Now imagine a box, something the size of a microwave. Some even the size night table. You light this thing in the middle of the street and you get a professional looking fireworks show for 2 or 3 minutes. And that is just on one corner of an intersections in a city with many intersections. The sky was a sparkling sea of colour. The buildings echoed.

First Impression

Well, after some difficult good-byes at Mokuti it was off to Chengdu, China.

Our GM had friends from Munich visiting for NYE and they would be on the same flight back to Munich. That meant some company and some entertainment to shorten the 10 hour flight.

I stayed overnight in Munich to break up the flight and met up with friends to continue the fun into the evening. We were deep into beer and Schweinshaxe. Delicious!

The next day I made it on a flight to Chengdu over Beijing.

Chengdu is in the Southwest of China in Sichuan province. The city has a population of 15 million! The country of Namibia only 2.1 million. What was I getting myself into. There was definitely no scenery here.

And that is the first thing you notice. I was now in a city. Trucks, cars, mopeds and pedestrians whistled in and out of traffic to get where they needed to go. My driver's palm rested continuously on the centre of the steering wheel as his use of the horn was frequent. This was an aggressive place. Get in front or lose it all.

I made myself comfortable in my new quarters and was ready to see what this place had to offer. That meant dreary skies, no sun, fog, spitting people and more honking horns.

SOLD OUT!!

NYE...in the bush!

The lodge is sold out and there is a party in every bar. People are having a great time and this is life. Even if my camera is no longer in my possession with two years worth of photos.

There's an exciting move happening in January: China. I will be backing up my photos.

Stay tuned...

Eins, zwo, drei...

Finding our way back to Windhoek was just as adventurous as making it to Wolwedans; more gravel roads and the cherry, another flat tire. Even though it was a long journey the amount of life and excitement we experienced was well worth it.

We then headed Munich to see some family and perhaps a chance at a Maß or two. I just hope the folks can keep up!

After a 10 hour flight from Windhoek to Munich we headed for Oma's tiny little town to rest and relax with some family. I always

love heading back where I spent all of my childhood summers playing on tractors, running through corn fields and wandering in the woods.

It seems that every time I return to this village everything has gotten smaller. I have to duck to get through the doorway and almost bow to get into the kitchen. Even the local bakery is a few steps closer. Nonetheless, this is a wonderful place and I hope to come back as often as possible.

After the visits with all cousins and their kids, uncles and aunts we were on our way to Munich for Oktoberfest, my first one ever. Mom and Dad were up for the challenge and that weekend we toured the tents, pretzel and sausage

stands all the while hunting for a Dirndl. I would love a German passport.

With Mom and Dad flying back home I knew it would be another year before seeing them again. It was great to see them and strengthen our relationship. A lot changes in a year.

The Red Lines Mean Gravel Roads

After a great 3 nights in Swakopmund it was off to our last destination in the southern part of the country. But not after fixing our flat tire.

We set out early morning for a rather short 380km drive to NamibRand Reserve near Sesriem. At least it seemed that way on the map. Little did we know that shortly after passing through Walvis Bay with its flamingos were we in for sand, salt and gravel roads. That made our 4 hour journey at 60km/h nearly an 8 hour drive. Damn was I pissed. Rocks on the road. Bumps and rivets. Everything to slow me down and without solution. Slow and easy.

The start of the journey had us driving through sand dunes and by now we were more into rocky terrain with mountains. No matter where you are in Namibia, the landscape is to die for.

After watching the minutes go by we finally arrive at Wolwedans Lodge by which time I had enough of this gravel bullshit and just wanted to get to a cold bottle of Tafel beer. Even at the gate to the lodge it was still another 20km on bad dirt road. But for all of this trouble we were in a truly untouched and unspoiled part of the country.

With its tented rooms surrounded by mountains and sand filled valleys this was a place to take it all in. I definitely recommend this place if you can arrange for a flight in.

Now how will I handle the drive back to Windhoek on these dirt roads?

Off to the Coast.

From Mokuti, we headed towards the coast making a stopover at Erongo Wilderness Lodge. The lodge is just off the beaten track and built in between huge stone croppings. Crazy to think that all the building materials had to be carried up to the site. We even had to be transported to the lodge by a 4x4 just to get over the top.

We spent one night there and were treated to baboons and a beautiful sunset. From our tented rooms (with ensuite) we could sit and enjoy the surrounding serenity. Something that is actually very easy to find in this country.

From Erongo, we made our way to Swakopmund. This was were I had spent my New Year on the beach. We rented a flat and weren't too sure what it would be like. I had some help from our neighbours next to the lodge who helped plan this trip and they recommended a flat over a hotel room. And it ended up being the right choice.

The flat had 2 bedrooms, kitchen, living room and large balcony overlooking the ocean. It even had a garage for the Toyota to sleep in. No doubt the right choice, and much cheaper. I even paid for it!!!

We explored Swakopmund and I was able to get out and wander on my own. A few bars pulled me in and I met some more great people. It so happened that there would be an Oktoberfest that weekend and we were keen on checking it out. With a full band and 100 people, I think the whole town showed up!

Every evening was spent on the balcony waiting for the sun to go down and every night the sunset turned out perfect!

Just before we left Swakopmund our little Toyota suffered its first flat tire.

My House, My Home, My Life

Now it was time to show my parents my life. Where was I spending my last 8 months...without much time off.

Mokuti, just outside Etosha National Park, is 525km north of Windhoek. So the stop at Okonjima broke up the journey. Not to say my 160km/hr+ driving did help speed things up. The roads are straight, smooth and quiet. Not to mention that my first time behind the wheel in 12 months was going to be exciting. Pedal to the metal!

At Mokuti, my parents were treated to a fantastic room and were able to do nothing but relax. The only appointments were for wildlife safaris and of course, the spa. What a way to live. And get this, they saw 87 elephants at one waterhole. Four herds coming together. Quite spectacular.

I introduced my parents to all my new friends and colleagues; Anand, Ina, Chris, Vendi, and the whole bar team, Jackson, Daniel, Patrick, Erenst and Daement. These are the faces I see everyday...every...day.

I did spend some time in the office, but at least dinner was a family event and I think the liked what they saw.

The Fam in Nam

It didn't take much convincing, but my parents finally made it to another continent. I would get some time off and we would explore Namibia and all its treasures.

Their first night was spent in Windhoek to catch up on some sleep and relax for a bit. We had rented a car and our first task was to pick it up. Just as a general note I told my Dad not to expect to much in terms of customer service and punctuality. Sure enough, I didn't have to repeat myself after we finally had the keys to the rental in my hand.

That evening we had a fantastic dinner with colleagues at The Heinitzburg Hotel.

After a night in Windhoek we were headed to Okonjima Lodge. The lodge used to be a hunting farm now turned into a conservation area for big cats and hyenas. Our two nights there really kicked off the trip.

Our first activity at the lodge was to drive into one of the cheetah habitats and search for the cats. Not too much longer and five cheetahs were circling the truck. The cheetah are obviously used to the people and cars so they are somewhat habituated. Still, to see these creatures so close really makes an impression. Most of these cats are either orphans or don't have much chance to return to the wild. Cheetahs are one of the only cats that learn how to hunt from their mother. Other cats can do it instinctively. So when a cub is orphaned it stands little chance in the wild.

The next day would be leopard spotting. Once again, these cats also stand little chance of surviving in the wild. They are all fitted with radio collars to help with the spotting. Now, make no mistake. The conservancy is on a huge farm. And even if you get close enough by radar it still doesn't mean the leopard is out in the open. The first day we had no luck and didn't find anything. We headed out a second time and after traversing a dry river bed, up and over rocks, we spotted a leopard hovering over its warthog carcass. Again, at close range we see how impressive this animal is.

Without any complaints and leaving bewildered and astounded by the first stop of our trip we would head north to Mokuti lodge to relax for four nights before making our way to the coast.

FORE...and a leopard

No rain.

On the upside things are looking much better at the lodge. Guests from around the world are coming and checking out the park and enjoying the sights of Namibia. AND ITS TIME FOR ME TO EXPLORE AGAIN...

I had the chance to tag along with a professional photographer into Etosha National Park last week and it was a great to get off the property again. We headed out at 7h00 and spent the entire morning in the park. Its is a surreal place. Something you can't describe. The waterholes are bringing in all the animals. Amazing to see what most of you have only seen on TV.

The best sightings were of a male lion with its wildebeest kill and a leopard just jumping out of its tree. Amazing...Oh, and the large bull elephant knocking a makalani palm tree for its fruit.

Later that week a few of us tried a new take on golf and took a swing out at the airstrip. No doubt I should have kept up my foursome.

Still in the Bush

So now I really don't have a good excuse. No sharks, no buses and no border crossings.

The lodge is coming to life. Finally all major buildings have been finished and the few remaining projects, IT, pathways and landscaping details are underway. All we need are guests! No doubt we are all waiting for our first full house.

The snake park curator is busy catching snakes, scorpions and freeing snared warthogs. There are bushmen who live around the area and our fences make perfect routes for placing snares on game trails. Definitely a problem and our anti-poaching drives are trying to catch the culprits.

I went on a full moon game drive with another conservation worker. It's quite amazing how much you can see in the bush with a full moon. Even some animals wandering around; kudu, giraffe, oryx, and more. And the birds. There are so many birds here.

It hasn't rained since early March and the bush is slowly thinning and dulling to brown. This is the best time to see the animals as the water holes start drying up and only a few main water holes remain full.

AND...EVERY SUNSET IS OUT OF THIS WORLD! REALLY!

And then the stars...you have to see them for yourself. Learning all new constellations and can't resist looking up every night I walk home. But also down to avoid stepping on anything.

Off to Work

The hotel is still quiet, but we finally have a full management team together. The next few weeks will involve trainings, and setting policies and procedures. Lots of homework for me to do. Buildings are still going up and its exciting to watch the progress in the Boma outdoor grilling restaurant, pool bar, and spa.

Crazy thing last week. I was walking home early in the morning and stumbled across a group of giraffes. Maybe 6 or 8. They saw me and then galloped away, but being so close was amazing.

Then, later on I caught a scorpion in front of my house. Something like 3 or 4 inches long. But now it has gone missing...and all scorpions are poisonous. Bad news.

In the Bush

After spending those last weeks travelling around east and southern Africa, it was either time to pack up and head home or find a solution to stay longer. And here is the solution. While in Namibia I picked up a job at a lodge in Etosha National Park.

Shortly after my visit to Johannesburg I flew back to Tanzania to pick up the rest of my belongings. Augustine kept my room and all of my things in order while I was away. I only spent two days in Morogoro before heading back to Dar Es Salaam to catch my flight to Namibia. It was great to meet the new volunteer staff with YCI and to sit with Jessica and Godfrey. I was craving local food so we went out for some mishikaki and chipsi.

So now I am working and living at a lodge in the middle of the bush. It is still under renovation and will be a spectacular 106-room property when finished. We currently only have a few guests in house, but just a few days ago we did have a tour group of 100 guests. The lodge has an airstrip and most groups fly in. This group flew in on two DC-6 aircraft. Unbelievable machines!The experience so far is hard to describe. Its been almost two weeks and everything is amazing. Last week we had lions roaming the property and there is always the possibility of crossing paths with a spitting cobra or black mamba when heading home after work. Not to worry. The closest medical facilities are only one hour away. I really am in the bush.

J-Bay to Jo'burg

Now you might be wondering why I haven't written any new information about my travels. The answer is quite simple; exciting fun! The past days in Jeffreys Bay have turned from one night to two, and in the end, to five nights. No doubt due to the convincing of Emma at reception.

Each day, more and more interesting people would pass through. People travelling from Norway, Egypt, Mauritius, Sweden, Holland, France, UK, Brazil, Canada and the US. And the staff (like the bar staff, Ronel, Werner, Kim, and Fabian) compliment the vibe and everything about the place; hence the name Island Vibe I guess.

After spending at least two hours surfing everyday, sometimes four, we would head in for lunch and then for a relaxing nap. Love the napping. And then after the napping some more surfing and lounging around. This place is amazing. Then as the sun went down the bar turned into a party. It felt like being in someone's house or being at home with friends, a lot of friends.

Every day came the thought of leaving, but there was no reason to. The only way I was going to leave was if I booked a flight out to Tanzania. So I did. And I booked it all the way back to Namibia.

J-Bay, or at least Island Vibe, is one of the greatest places to relax and meet friends.

I met Adam from Egypt and Alex from Mauritius who were heading up to Port Elizabeth and was able to catch a lift with them. Great guys.

From PE I flew to Johannesburg to meet up with Shannon who I met in Swakopmund. She picked me up from the airport and it took us four hours on a normal 45 minute route. Imagine the hectic traffic during the 2010 Worldcup. I will crash here for two night before flying to Dar Es Salaam and head back to Morogoro to pick up my things. Nothing exciting in Jo'burg.