9.25.2005

yu yuan gardens

my friend joe (of backstroke fame) was back in town a few weeks ago. we had a day free on a weekend we decided to head out and see some sights. first stop was yu yuan gardens, a must-see according to some friends and my guidebook.

our taxi driver dropped us off near some older looking buildings, pointed to them, and said 'yu yuan'. we thought we were in the right place but it turned out we were in some sort of disneyland style china village- all the buildings looked old but were in fact brand new and contained an unusual amount of souvenir shops.

yuyuan gardens
here is a faux temple (with souvenir shops).

yuyuan gardens
ye olde starbucks.

yuyuan gardens
there were lots of places to eat. this restaurant advertised 'dumpling stuffed with the ovary and digestive glands of a crad'.

mmm... craaad.

needless to say, we never actually did find the gardens. maybe next time.

9.10.2005

foretold

"It was a broiling August afternoon in New Orleans, Louisiana, the Big Easy, the City That Care Forgot. Those who ventured outside moved as if they were swimming in tupelo honey. Those inside paid silent homage to the man who invented air-conditioning as they watched TV 'storm teams' warn of a hurricane in the Gulf of Mexico. Nothing surprising there: Hurricanes in August are as much a part of life in this town as hangovers on Ash Wednesday."

"But the next day the storm gathered steam and drew a bead on the city. As the whirling maelstrom approached the coast, more than a million people evacuated to higher ground. Some 200,000 remained, however the car-less, the homeless, the aged and infirm, and those die-hard New Orleanians who look for any excuse to throw a party."

"The storm hit Breton Sound with the fury of a nuclear warhead, pushing a deadly storm surge into Lake Pontchartrain. The water crept to the top of the massive berm that holds back the lake and then spilled over. Nearly 80 percent of New Orleans lies below sea level more than eight feet below in places so the water poured in. A liquid brown wall washed over the brick ranch homes of Gentilly, over the clapboard houses of the Ninth Ward, over the white-columned porches of the Garden District, until it raced through the bars and strip joints on Bourbon Street like the pale rider of the Apocalypse. As it reached 25 feet (eight meters) over parts of the city, people climbed onto roofs to escape it."

"Thousands drowned in the murky brew that was soon contaminated by sewage and industrial waste. Thousands more who survived the flood later perished from dehydration and disease as they waited to be rescued. It took two months to pump the city dry, and by then the Big Easy was buried under a blanket of putrid sediment, a million people were homeless, and 50,000 were dead. It was the worst natural disaster in the history of the United States."

"When did this calamity happen? It hasn't yet. But the doomsday scenario is not far-fetched. The Federal Emergency Management Agency lists a hurricane strike on New Orleans as one of the most dire threats to the nation, up there with a large earthquake in California or a terrorist attack on New York City. Even the Red Cross no longer opens hurricane shelters in the city, claiming the risk to its workers is too great."

- National Geographic, October 2004

9.02.2005

extreme photo taking

extreme photo taking
the thigh squeeze semi-squat for comfort.

extreme photo taking
the extreme lean with leg twist to get into the action.

extreme photo taking
the kung-fu stance for stability.

extreme photo taking
the defensive lean for protection.

extreme photo taking
the low kung-fu squat for dynamic action shots.

extreme photo taking
the semi-sit stance for... not really sure about that.

nap time

zzz...
...on the world's least comfortable hammock.