Posting pictures

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I've decided that I'm going to start posting pictures on my blog such that when I don't write anything because I don't have the time I'll still post something. Pictures, I have thousands of those cause I really like to take pictures. I'm merely an amateur, not an expert in photography but I like to take pictures of the places I visit. Sometimes I am one of those people that see a place through the viewfinder, but I can't help myself. Ideally I would like to capture the essence of the place, such that when someone sees them they'll say "yes, that's the soul of Paris without a doubt". But most of the time they're just nice pictures of the places I visit. I don't think I'll be able to post a picture a day but I'll try to post often enough. I have enough pictures to last me to the next millennium :)

Because Cris and I are heading to Argentina on Friday for a second trip, I'll start by posting pictures from our first trip to Argentina, which we took in February 2006. Today's pictures are from a tango show at Cafe Tortoni, a famous coffeehouse located on Avenida de Mayo in Buenos Aires. The cafe opened in 1858 and is located in a beautiful 19th century building.

Happy New Year Everyone!

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It snowed yesterday in Bucharest

Travel and safety

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Easter came and went, leaving me with three extra pounds. We made the family rounds as we always do when we return to Romania. We've met a few friends and I ventured downtown Bucharest a few times. Our president was suspended yesterday.

On Sunday we're leaving for Israel, visiting family for two weeks. I've been there before in October 2005 and I liked it. I found Israel as I read somewhere, a "small country with big sites". I feel that's the best way to describe it. I grew up under a communist regime so I'm not a religious person. I guess I can call myself a nonpracticing Christian. I only go to church once a year, on Easter night. I don't read the Bible. But even someone like me feels something when stepping into Nazareth, or at the Jordan River. It feels like you're breathing history, old or recent, it doesn't matter.

When I tell people in Romania that we're going to Israel, there's one question that everyone asks "Aren't you afraid?" I also remember getting the same question when I was getting my green card in 2002 (because of September 11). Aren't you afraid to go to US? "I'm already living there" was my answer, "just that I had a working visa and not a green card. Nothing will change for me." Two years ago I was contacted by a Swiss who wanted to visit Romania. He's seen the news reports and was afraid of being robbed. He was asking me if he should carry a paralyzing spray while visiting. I told him there's no need for that and after his visit he was laughing remembering his fears. Same when we traveled to Argentina, some of our friends were marveling at our courage to visit a country in South America. The media's representation of a region doesn't always tell the whole story. Most of the time our fears come from our ignorance about that particular place. And in today's world, can you be sure that you're completely safe anywhere in this world? Do you think that you're safer in your own home town? Did anyone expect the tragic events that took place at Virginia Tech just a few days ago? I have friends who interviewed for a professor position there. It sounded safe at that time. One of the victims was a Jewish professor born in Romania, who survived a labor camp in WWII and the totalitarian regime in communist Romania. We're never safe from random acts of violence and unfortunately that's a reality we have to live with.

I feel like my post doesn't have a point, like it's missing something. I guess my point will be, don't stay home just because the outside world seems less safe. Of course I don't advertise going into a war zone. I don't want to tempt fate in any way. Of course I'm a bit afraid too when I'm traveling to a place with a history of violence like Israel. But my belief is that in most places the overwhelming majority of people just get along peacefully on a daily basis and they are simply interested in living their lives, earning a living, and being normal people.

These are pictures from my previous visit to Israel:

Acre


Golan Heights


The Jordan River, the site of Jesus’ baptism (complete with gift shop)


The Sea of Galilee


Nazareth, the Grotto of the Virgin inside the Basilica of the Annunciation (this site is believed to be the place where Virgin Mary was announced by an angel that she was to become a mother)


Baha'i Gardens, Haifa

Elijah's Cave, Haifa


A Coke bottle


The Dead Sea

Us floating at the Dead Sea

On the plane

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What's a girl to do when she has a new camera and she's stuck on a plane for 12 hours? For starters I took about 30 pictures of the plane's wing, followed by about 10 pictures of my seat and the book I brought on board, portraits of Cris, Amsterdam from above etc. I stopped short of photographing my shoelaces.

The wing:



The book:

Landing in Amsterdam



Schipol Airport



Final destination, Bucharest:

Water and Fire

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Big Island, Hawai'i, 5th Day. This was the most eventful day of the trip and the longest day as well as we left the hotel early after breakfast and came back after midnight. Before going we checked the weather report which showed a 50% chance of rain at the Kilauea Volcano but since this was the day before last in our vacation and I wanted one more try to see the volcano we decided to take our chances and go. And it turned out better than two days before, at least in the beginning of the day. We were able to stop at many waterfalls on the way to Hilo and this time the "scattered showers" were for real. We started with the gorgeous multi-tiered Umauma falls for which we had to pay an entrance fee because the access road was part of the grounds of the World Botanical Gardens. Nothing seemed to come cheap on Big Island. After seeing the falls we took a walk through the garden and I think it was worth the money. The garden had a lot of exotic flowers and trees that I've never seen before and some that I thought I knew but turned out to look different that what I was expecting. They had some bug spray at the counter but we ignored it, something we started to regret as soon as we got deep enough within the garden to be too lazy to return just for getting sprayed. We left the gardens in some sort of dancebreak movements, and I kept on scratching until we reached our next stop: the Akaka and Kahuna Falls. It was our third attempt to see these falls, the previous times it was raining so hard that we stayed in the car and decided to return another day. To get to the falls we walked a short path through the rain forest. With so much rain, the vegetation was living life to the maximum, everything seemed so green and lush.

Afterwards Cris decided he's seen enough waterfalls for one day so we drove to the Kilauea Volcano. We passed by the visitor center and found out where we can see lava flowing. We drove the park loop, stopped and walked through a light rain to different craters, passing the time until dark. I liked the bleak, desolated landscape, the fumes rising up from the black earth, a lone rainbow shining through. About an hour before sunset we drove down towards the ocean to the end of Chain of Craters road. We parked a looong way from the end of the road, passed by numerous warning signs - "Extreme danger beyond this point" - and started walking on the lava. There were two paths marked by the rangers, one to a viewing point very close to the end of the road. It was difficult to see the lava from that point so we took the other path and continued passed the markings. At some point we found the remains of the old road, complete with a bent "No parking" sign caught in the lava field. We kept on walking until it got so dark we were afraid we'll have problems returning. We were pretty deep inside the lava field at that moment and we could see the lava shining in the night at many points ahead of us. It was a great sight and we stood and watched for some time. After that we subjected our knees to some more suffering - it's not an easy job to walk on lava - got back to the car, had dinner at the Volcano Lodge and started on the 3 hours drive back to the hotel. The people at the Volcano Lodge deserve my recognition. First they told us we have to wait half an hour to be seated but when they heard that we have a 3 hours drive ahead of us they took pity and fed us right away.

The Umauma Falls


At the World Botanical Garden



Akaka Falls Park



Kilauea Volcano












That's me in the middle of the road

A Place of Refuge

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Big Island, Hawai'i 4th day. On the fourth day on Big Island Cris demanded that we keep his part of the bargain and go snorkeling. Leafing through the travel guide to find a good place to snorkel, I found that one of the best places according to the guide's authors was very close to a Hawaiian temple. This was the beach I picked, thinking that we can do both activities, see the temple and go snorkeling afterwards. This time we drove south keeping to the west side of the island, passing again by fields of lava sprinkled with white stone messages and past the airport and the resort of Kailua. As soon as we left the highway the road started to descend towards the ocean. The Hawaiian temple that I wanted to visit had the long name of Pu'uhonua o Honaunau or Place of Refuge at Honaunau. From what I've read this place was a sort of an extreme form of "get out of jail free", or rather "get out of trouble alive" meaning that if those accused of a crime could manage to get here they would get absolved. In ancient Hawaii the society was regulated by the"kapu" system of laws and according to the kapu the crime that one can be accused of and executed for could be as ridiculous as "one's shadow touching the shadow of a leader" or "walking the same path as the chief" or "men and women eating together". It was believed that the violation of these laws will bring god's anger in the form of famine, lava flows, high tide and earthquakes so the violators were hunted down and killed. Their only chance was to reach this place of refuge and once inside the priests will perform ceremonies to absolve them and they could return home. It wasn't easy to reach the place of refuge because the well defended royal grounds full of warriors were adjacent to the pu'uhonua. Today this place is a neatly organized national park and the quiet and beautiful grounds really feel like a place of refuge. There are some reconstructed Hawaiian huts, the wall that separated the place of refuge from the royal grounds and a reconstructed thatched temple that used to contain the bones of 23 chiefs. The small cove was full of green turtles basking in the sun. We walked around the place, following the lava all the way to the ocean. After the visit Cris finally got his wish, we went snorkeling at the beach just north of the place of refuge. The travel guide was right, it was a good place to snorkel with plenty of fish. On the way home we stopped by the St. Benedict's Painted Church, a small catholic church whose walls were painted in Biblical scenes in 1899 by a Father John, a catholic priest who came to Hawaii all the way from Belgium. He's done a beautiful job with the painting.

Some rain must fall

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Big Island, Hawai'i, 3rd Day. All three Hawaiian islands that we visited so far have one thing in common: their west side is dry and gets lots of sun while their east side is ... my travel guide says "green" but I'll translate that for you and call it as it is: rainy. In the summer staying on the green side is not a problem but in the winter it rains a lot. Otherwise the temperatures in Hawaii are pretty much the same all year with this one exception: on the east side it rains more, especially during winter. It goes without saying that this being the beginning of March, I booked a room in a hotel on the west side of Big Island. Even though the volcano that we wanted to visit was on the east side and the fact that I understand that rain is good for the earth, I still didn't want to see lots of it on my vacation. So on the third day came the time when we drove to the wet side of the island. The weather forecast sounded resonable with a prediction of "scattered showers". The weather people in Hawai'i surely have a very developed sense of humor because what we found was this: they weren't showers because by showers I understand a fall of rain of short duration, short underlined; they were rather downpours lasting all day; also they weren't scattered, rather it was raining everywhere. Later that day we found out that the weather report is a bit of a joke around locals. Apparently they predict the same forecast every day. We drove through rain for hours and tried to get out of the car here and there, but in most places the rain was so heavy that you couldn't see anything, much less enjoy it. We went all the way to the volcano but no luck there as well. What we found was rain with a new element of surprise, fog. On the way back to the hotel we caught a gap of about 20 minutes in the downpour and we managed to get out of the car and admire two waterfalls, Pe'epe'e and Rainbow. After that the rain started again. I was happy to return to the west side.