The Portuguese Festival in Sydney

Robin sent us a few pictures of the Portuguese Festival held yesterday in the suburb of Petersham where she lives in Sydney. Since there hasn't been a blog for a while and you are probably sitting around scratching yourself wanting some entertainment, here they are. The descriptions are Robin's.

It was packed! We went around 3 and stayed till about 5. They had all manner of Portuguese, Brazilian, and so on stalls selling pottery, knickknacks and food! 

I had the feijoada from a Brazilian stall which is basically spicy pork and bean stew.

Alex had the seafood paella from another stall. They were both good!

The whole of Audley street and a side street were closed off and they had three stages with various bands playing. They had these traditional accordion players and also a contemporary Portuguese rock band who are apparently very popular in Portugal, which we enjoyed.

Marrickville council (which is also in charge of Petersham) had a photobooth set up where you could get your photo taken in front of a green screen and they'd put a background of Marrickville's sister city Funchal which is in Madeira. So of course we had to do it! It was a really good time and as a bonus when we were heading home the Brazilian place where I had my food at was selling off their leftovers for half price so we got some more beans and rice to take home!

Robin at Beijing Airport

A day or so after Robin got back to Sydney she sent us an epistle about her trip home via Beijing. I found it interesting so I asked her permission to post the relevant parts. She can't imagine who would be interested but if I find it worth a read, I suspect there will be others.
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So when I arrived in Beijing I actually felt completely fine. Immigration/customs was very easy. All the signs had English on them and the customs people were all friendly. I went through a special international transfers line and wound my way seemingly around all different levels of the airport to these small almost deserted immigration and customs kiosks specifically for international transfers getting my boarding pass printed and my passport looked at, and even went through a dedicated x-ray machine for intern'l transfers where I was greeted by 3-4 young people about my age who all acted as though they hadn't seen anyone come through in hours.

That was probably the most interesting thing about the airport, there was no one there. I imagine the domestic portion must have been more busy. I passed gate after gate with no one there, you will see one picture through the window to the other gates which also has no one there. The airport ceiling was impressively tall. They had a little shopping area with all kinds of fancy shops like Bulgari and LaCoste, plus a few souvenir shops selling silk scarves and panda dolls and teapots and so on. Of course they also had the requisite traditional Chinese building with accompanying pond of carp. There were a lot of staff around for how few passengers there were. It was a bit weird though, besides the shop assistants there were some people who were obviously security, maintenance people (who mainly seemed to be corralling shopping carts from the shopping section because the whole airport was already extremely clean) who there seemed to be two levels of, one for in the airport and one for out with the planes. But there were also a lot of young people about my age walking around in smart long black wool overcoats and doing not much. They all had ids and were mainly around the shops so I guess they were sort of information/help people? No idea, they all mainly seemed to be hanging around so I never saw any of them do whatever it was their job to do. So I assume they were some kind of customer service people who were idle because there were no customers. I would see 5 or 6 hanging around in some of the larger shops positioned throughout the shop and just chatting to each other. 

In some of the photos you'll see how ridiculously hazy it was. It got much worse even in the time I was there. These photos are of when I first arrived, two hours later you could see the body of the plane at your gate and pretty much nothing else clearly. But I looked it up and apparently that was a really high level of smog (http://edition.cnn.com/2013/01/13/world/asia/china-smog-blanket/index.html). It was also quite cold. 

So anyway then we all got on the Air China plane which was a perfectly fine plane and I was really tired so I probably slept over half the flight. It was more similar to a typical United flight except it had screens in the back of the seats. It was mainly Chinese movies and shows but they had some current TV shows in English, and weirdly a selection of old movies such as Cleopatra (with Elizabeth Taylor) and How to Marry a Millionaire. The food was okay/typical airline, you had a choice of an Asian meal or a western meal so I had beef with noodles & miniature bok choy for dinner and eggs/hash brown for breakfast. Everything was obviously announced in Mandarin first and then English. All the flight attendants had their hair done in exactly the same way and they changed into these cute red apron outfits to serve food and then would get back into their old school red flight attendant suits with a little scarf around the neck when it was time to land. They were all very pretty and young (under 30-35 I'd say) but their service wasn't as polished as the long haul United flight attendants who are usually older. They had one older woman sort of directing the whole operation.

Anyway I didn't see much of Russia, Mongolia or China because mainly I was either sleeping or in the case of Russia everyone else was sleeping and it was pretty bright outside so I didn't want to disturb other people. I took a peek a couple times and saw a massive river in Russia called the Lena River, I think. The scenery was very dramatic, mountainous and of course snow-covered.

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If you want to read more about the Beijing smog while Robin was at the airport, check this out. One can only begin to imagine the health problems the people of Beijing will be having in a few years.

Robin returns for a visit

It was a last minute thing but we managed to use frequent flier miles so that she could fly home from Sydney the day after Christmas. We had to drive to Dulles in the rain to pick her up at midnight, but we were glad to do so. Her good friend Amanda came along for the ride as well.

So here is the young lady with my new umbrella that I will be taking with me on the walk across England in May. The umbrella folds up into a very tiny package and hopefully will keep some of the rain off my face.

The next day my sister and brother-in-law arrived and the following day Robin, Ric and I walked to the light house. Some snow had fallen and here is the view across to the mouth of the Susquehanna River. Behold the gloom.

Robin enjoys wearing my old coat that I bought in Copenhagen in 1974. It's very heavy but very warm and it feels very cosy.

Poor Robin was  bit under the weather with a cold and being inconsiderate brutes, Ric and I left her behind. Actually Robin told us to go on ahead. Here she is coming slowly along the path as we headed back from the light house. 

Behold the gloom.

At least Robin got her revenge by giving me her cold.

Robin works at a very upscale chocolate shop in Sydney and she brought back several boxes including one with quite a few of the Cassis variety which are our favourites. They are absolutely delicious. Bomboys are not in the race compared to these.

She returns to Sydney via Bejing on Saturday and more photos may be added later to this blog so check back.