Sunday, September 11, 2011

Remembering...

On this day 10 years ago, I was essentially a newcomer in Australia having arrived just six weeks prior to do postgraduate studies. 11 September is a day that requires no year. Almost everybody could remember what they did that day or what they were doing when they first heard of the life-changing events the following morning as was the case for most of us Down Under. Australia is 14 hours ahead the local time in New York. Thus, news of the overwhelming events that unfolded during the saddest and worst day in American history came close to 11.00 that evening. Most Australians would have been already fast asleep.

My sister in Manila, Philippines sent a text message telling me to quickly look at CNN - that something terrible was happening to some buildings in New York and she added that events were eerily reminiscent of Tom Clancy's Debt of Honor (we're both fans of Tom Clancy books, particularly the Jack Ryan series).

I caught some of the coverage of the events on CNN and BBC that night but didn't fully grasp and understood the enormity of the tragedy until I watched the TV coverage and scoured the printed and online news the following day.

Today, going over news and coverage of the 10th anniversary, the numbers associated with 9/11 seem to be highlighted more and best describe, in hindsight, the immensity of its impact - to name some:

93 Nationalities of victims;
2.3 Magnitude, on the Richter scale, of the seismic impact of the north tower's (WTC 1) collapse;
7 days passed before the city's EPA administrator, said the air in New York was "safe to breathe";
261 days passed before the last piece of steel was carted away.

But what does September 11 mean? The events that day affected scores of people and in so many ways that its meaning will likewise be as diverse.

I think this reply is one which I found rather poignant thus far. It's from 15-year old Sasha Vaccaro* who was in a kindergarten four blocks from the World Trade Centre that day. He recalled that his father carried him away as the second plane struck the south tower. He saw both buildings aflame and along with his father, he cried. When asked what 9/11 means, he said ..."I honestly don't know. I can't understand why people would do that. I don't know what to say. It's just sadness. That's all it will ever be. Lots and lots of sadness".

*The New York Times 9/11: The Reckoning Article - Getting Here from There, N.R. Kleinfield (Published 08 September 2011).

However, the aftermath of the tragedy gave rise to many stories of heroic efforts. Ten years hence, among those stories I find moving are the recollections about the over 300 search and rescue dogs who helped in the effort to find victims.



"What a dog could do with its nose was invaluable in the search. What a dog could do with its heart was equally invaluable."

Most of these canine heroes have passed away. Fifteen of them, however, are featured in Charlotte Dumas' book Retrieved (2011).

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Wednesday, February 16, 2011

The scenic Romantic Road

On this day last year, 16 February, was Shrove Tuesday. It was also the 10th day of my European sojourn and I found myself in Munich. It was the 9th stop in my amazing race around Europe. Ten solid days of the grey and bleak wintry weather. Having left Adelaide at the tail end of the southern hemisphere summer, I was by then missing seeing the sun and Australian blue skies. The novelty of experiencing snow was starting to wear off.

But motivating myself and thinking positively that the snowfall is surely bound to stop at some point, I crossed my fingers that what's on offer for the day will be special. This was the leg of the trip where I drove from Munich via the Romantic Road to Schwangau, Rothenburg ob der Tauber and ending in Frankfurt.

I left the hotel at 6.45am for the two hour drive to Schwangau, Bavaria southwest of Munich to make the pre-booked 10.50am tour of the King's Castles*. My road trip adventure began with trying to get out of the city which took me the better part of the hour just to get on to Autobahn A 96 / E54. Much as I loved the Mercedes Benz A Class rental, the built-in GPS would only indicate which street I was on and a compass for orientation. I had to call on my navigational skills, rely on the Hertz free map with challenging text and font size and the printed details of the route and directions I downloaded from Google Map (Did I mention printed in A5 paper size?). I got lost 3 times including taking the wrong ramp at B2R and finding myself on the wrong direction while at the busy Autobahn which meant that I was heading north back towards Munich again! I wanted an adventure - I got an adventure.

By 8am, I was finally on the way but panic started to set in again as I couldn't go past 80kph due to heavy fog. I was starting to worry that I'll definitely miss claiming those already-paid-for tickets in time for the tour of the two castles. Then about 65kms into the trip and getting on to the start of the Romantic Road (B17) on the way to Landsberg am Lech, (drum roll)... the sun came out and woahh...the postcard perfect winter landscapes started to unfold.

Romantische Strasse (B17), Bavaria

After 10 gloomy days, I saw the blue skies and the winter scenes of the Bavarian countryside were awe-inspiring. I remember thinking that if it's this beautiful in winter what more in autumn or spring (mental note for next trip). I was treated to so much visual delight and teasing glimpses of the quaint and picturesque towns along the route that I found it annoying I was pressed for time and not have the luxury to stop to take it all in.

Then by 10am, I saw the Neuschvanstein Castle. And there she was - dream-like and perfectly perched on the mountain slopes. With goosebumps, tingles down my spine and a lot of oohs and aahs (and screeching!) reverberating within the confines of the car, the day was certainly going to be perfect.

View of Schloß Neuschanstein from Coloman Strasse

I left Hoheschwangau at 4.30 in the afternoon after a fun-filled and a full 8GB compact flash memory card! JOY! I continued with the drive along the scenic Romantische Strasse to Rothenburg ob der Tauber for an overnight stay.

Here are some of images:

St Coloman Church along Coloman Strasse
St Coloman Kirche in Schwangau, Bavaria

Hohenschwangau Castle
Hohenschwangau (loosely translated as "High Swanland")

Neuschvanstein Castle
Schloss Neuschvanstein in Bavaria

*Serendipitously, 2010 was the first time the Castles were open to tourists on a Shrove Tuesday.

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Sunday, February 06, 2011

My Amazing Race

A year ago this weekend, I took the plunge and went on my biggest solo travel trip to date. My almost month long European adventure began on the 5th of February 2010. The trip was 24 days to be exact including air travel and an overnight and full-day stay in Singapore to visit and catch up with my bestfriend and her family.

As a methodical planner, creating and planning the vacation/adventure of my dreams took over a year and the four months prior to the trip was spent ironing out details.

...the research

The preparation and planning was not an easy feat. In 2009 much of the world was in the grips of the financial crisis - the ominous effects of the worldwide economic downturn hanging in the air. With the currency exchange rates pretty much a deal breaker, I decided early on to experience off season travel and plunge into wintry Europe. The major drawback, of course, is the weather - made more graphic by the horrible stories around Christmas time by the experiences of snowbound travellers, particularly in airports and transport hubs. Hence, the decision to do the trip during the tail-end of winter - in February 2010. Sounds childish but I actually looked forward to seeing winter landscapes.

Pouring over maps, travel guides, travel videos and travel books, I locked in my travel budget and booked my 'open-jaw' ticket to Europe in August 2009 - fly in to Amsterdam via Singapore and fly out from Paris back to Adelaide via Singapore.

By the end of September 2009, I was able to work out the final itinerary I am most happy with:
Singapore * Amsterdam - Zaanse Schans * Bruxelles - Cologne * Berlin * Prague * Vienna * Salzburg * Munich * Romantic Road - Landsberg, Schwangau, Füssen, Augsburg, Rothenburg ob der Tauber, Würzburg * Frankfurt * Zurich * Rome * Florence * Venice * Paris - Angers - Paris * Singapore

Looking forward to the trip...the itinerary

Phew...I know, I know - too much to take on travelling solo and on such a tight schedule!

My own Amazing Race around Europe! But I tell you, if I'm to sum up the trip in one word - it was empowering. After the trip, I felt I can pretty much do any thing I set my mind to.

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Sunday, May 24, 2009

Losing clarity

This blog has lost its plot for sometime now and I apologise. Post Hoc was originally intended to chronicle in restrospect my struggles while in graduate school and of course what I have been up to after getting those nominals. But for sometime now, it has turned into a photoblog. However, it is my intention to fill these pages again with topics and musings on a variety of subjects other than my passion for photography. Hence, to keep things in order, I have created a separate photoblog - Digressions in Pixels. Post Hoc will thus be dedicated as the platform for my sentiments, general take on things and on a variety of topics associated with 'my intellectual and not-so intellectual pursuits' and some mundane ramblings. The World on Paper, which I have likewise neglected, will continue as my channel for architecture and design.

I hope I am up to the task(s) and not disappoint.

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Sunday, January 04, 2009

Seize the day!

Happy New Year!

Happy 2009!

It's time again for the annual 'taking stock of things' and of looking forward to what's in store for the new year. I'm sure a good number have already drawn up those ever-present lists (to do, wishlists and goals) for the year.

As for me, regardless of how 2008 was (certainly with milestones accomplished, memorable moments and likewise a fair share of lows and frustrations), in my 'annual review', I resolve to make the most of each moment 2009 will bring - armed of course with those lists of wants and goals. In looking back over the last year, I found that I've let a number of things slip by that I missed out altogether. I guess, as with everyone else, in staying focused on specific things I get this tunnel vision that more often than not I've become so oblivious to what was going on in the bigger picture.

Having focus in attaining goals does not preclude the necessity of living in the present moment. Good advice, huh? I thought so too. I heard this a few weeks ago and it's been at the back of my mind since that along with my 'lists' for the new year, I've written down a reminder to be alert and not to let opportunity pass me by - CARPE DIEM!

Have a wonderful 2009 everyone!

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Sunday, December 23, 2007

Have a Merry Christmas!

I just remembered this line from an episode of The West Wing which I think is fitting this festive season:

"FAITH is [t]he substance of things hoped for and the evidence of things not seen." (Hebrews 11:1)

Merry Christmas everybody and good wishes for the coming New Year!




*Adelaide Arcade, Rundle Mall

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Thursday, June 21, 2007

Da Vinci's Journal

Perhaps the most expensive 'journal of ideas', Da Vinci's Codex Leicester is on display at the Chester Beatty Library. The 500-year old "ideas jotter" showing some of the great scientific and philosophy ideas which are still in use today, was bought by Microsoft founder Bill Gates for $31m (€23m) in 1994.



Read more: Shane Hickey. Image from Independent.ie.

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Sunday, November 05, 2006

The Moleskine 'Vibe'



These notebooks (pronounced, MOLE-uh-SKEEN-uh) have such a big following. Amazingly, amidst the digital technology that abound, the fascination of Moleskine aficionados are affirmed by the scores of websites and fan blogs dedicated to this "little black dress of a notebook" (Laura Lynn Brown, Arkansas Democrat-Gazette).

I currently use 4 moleskines - a pocket-size notebook, a diary/planner, a large notebook and a squared cahier (pronouced, kaye, meaning exercise-book or copy book in French). I got my first Moleskine, the pocket-size notebook, when I first arrived in Adelaide in 2001. I chanced upon it at the bookshop of SA Art Gallery. Then, it was the only bookshop that sold Moleskines. I thought it was pricey for such a small notebook but I wanted to keep an account of the year(s) I will spend in graduate school. I have always wanted THE notebook with the elastic band Henry Jones (Sean Connery) used for his notes in his quest for the holy grail (Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade). When I saw it at the bookshop, I just had to get one. Though I was not consistent in keeping a journal of the years as a postgrad student - of chronicling the wonderful thoughts as well as the anxieties that hounded me, needless to say, I loved writing on the smooth vanilla coloured pages of the Moleskine whenever I can.

My second Moleskine is a large notebook, which I originally intended to use as my research journal. Somehow, I knew I will end up tearing pages of the notebook if I use it as my research journal. Hence, I opted to use a much cheaper unruled spiral bound sketch notebook instead and save the Moleskine for something else. Early this year, I thought it would be best if I started enjoying those pages of my large Moleskine notebook for my publication ideas, conference notes, and what have you. And yes, I'm using that notebook now.

Since 2004, my diary has always been a Moleskine. I now use and especially like the new 18-month 2006-2007 diary in soft cover. The week planner is on the left page and the ruled opposite page leaves room for notes, lists, things to do, etc. A recent purchase is a packet of large cahier with squared pages. I have just started carrying one of them as an extra notebook for those daily work notes that do not 'belong' to either my large notebook or the diary. The squared pages come handy whenever I get the urge to make sketches of architectural plans (which admittedly, I haven't had the luxury of doing in the last 5 'research' years).

If I always carry a variety of pens and pencils in my bag, why not notebooks as well?

What's the attraction of these Moleksines? Is it its snob appeal? I say that it's for the notebook's true practicality - the fact that it lies flat makes writing (and drawing) easy for a leftie like me. The simple packaging (for some this reads as dull and boring), the smooth, buttery paper (and acid-free, to boot) that allow the use of both my favourite Artline 200 felt tip pens without blotting as well as the soft B and HB pencils without smudging and those squared pages are just added bonuses.

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