Friday, 18 March 2016

CENTRAL ASIA 1: Uzbekistan - a country of ancient cities

Route map of Central Asia             Map: Choo Kok Wai

Uzbekistan is a country of outstanding architectural wonders, mesmerising history, fascinating culture and unique food.

After a memorable Silk Road adventure to Xinjiang in 2010, my fellow travellers were eager for another adventure. Choo Kok Wai, organizer and tour leader, chose Central Asia (CA). We concentrated on Uzbekistan, Krgyzstan and Kazakhstan.

CA fascinates because in ancient times, these were countries along the Silk Road. The countries in CA are new, having become independent in 1991. Each country in this region has its own identity, history and architecture. Previously ruled by Persia, Greece, Arabia, and lastly by Russia, the influences from the past have resulted in a vibrant culture.

We set off on our CA holiday in May 2012. There were 33 of us. From Kuala Lumpur, we first took a flight to Tashkent, capital of Uzbekistan. Uzbekistan is a land-locked country. It has borders with all of the other 4 Stans of CA as well as Afghanistan.

As a country of ancient cities, Uzbekistan was the main transit route of the Great Silk Road. Touring these countries was an eye-opener for me. During my schooldays in the 1960s, I had never heard of them in History or Geography lessons. Visiting them was like a discovery adventure for me.

Our first night in Tashkent, at Miran International Hotel was unforgettable. Abdullah, our manager cum guide (who was also our manager on our Silk Road Adventure), welcomed us. We had a sumptuous dinner at Sim Sim Restaurant. The dessert, baklava, had us all drooling with delight. It was the best baklava I have ever tasted.


Best baklava tasted

Uzbekistan’s 3 cities: Khiva, Bukhara and Samarkand have been called the oldest cities in the world. Next morning, we flew to Urgench, right at the start of CA’s Silk Road, and Khiva

KHIVA

Our local guide was Takhir. In Khiva, we first visited Itchan Kala, a walled ancient city built over a span of 600 years. It became a UNESCO World Heritage site in 1990.


Outside the walled city of Itchan Kala

People still live within the city walls and we found inside it, minarets, madrassahs (religious schools) and mosques. They were well-preserved examples of the Muslim architecture of CA.

The weather was hot and dry. Many of us carried umbrellas or wore hats for protection. As we walked along the streets together, we could feel an air of festivity around us. Vendors all around us were selling trinkets, clothing and souvenirs. There was even a local wedding to add to the colourful atmosphere. I found that the most outstanding buildings were the madrassah and minaret of Islam Hoja. 


Minaret and Madrassah of Islam Hoja Mosque

The local people, fair, brown-eyed and black-haired, were very friendly. The womenfolk wore modern colourful dresses. They were as curious about us as we were about them. The adults and their lovable children were eager have their pictures taken with us.


With local women in modern colourful dresses

Cute children - eager to have their pictures taken

On our first night in Khiva, we had an open-air dinner in Itchan Kala, under the Islam Hoja Minaret. 

Open air dinner under Islam Hoja Minaret
It happened to be my husband's birthday. Abdullah presented him a colourful Uzbek cap and a birthday cake with a "fireworks" candle.


Birthday boy with fireworks candle

We savoured local dishes while big bosom ladies in glittery costumes, entertained us to Uzbek dance and music. To add to the sizzling atmosphere, the dancers invited us to join them. It was a gay and marvellous start to our CA holiday.


Big bosom lead dancer

Birthday boy dancing with lead dancer

Sizzling atmosphere: members dancing with locals


Next morning, my husband and I went back to visit Itchan Kala on our own. It was quieter and cooler compared to the day before. We saw some locals harvesting mulberry fruits. A man had climbed up the tree and was shaking it, while below the tree; a few women were collecting the fruits with an outstretched cloth. What a novel way of harvesting mulberry fruits.





After our lunch of green noodles (speciality of Khiva), which I found quite bland, we were off to visit the historical ruins of Khiva: Topraq and Ayaz ruins.

Green noodles - speciality of Khiva
 Topraq and Ayaz Qala ruins were ancient Khorezm settlements, about 2500 - 3000 years old. Visiting these ruins gave us an idea of ancient civilizations in CA. We visited Topraq Qala first. It is rectangular in shape with ruins of palace, towers, temples and brick walls.


Topraq Qala ruins
Topraq Qala: members listening to Takhir
We ladies had to tread carefully as we clambered up and down the sandy soil slopes, holding on to each other for support. 


Ladies holding on to each other 
Topraq Qala ruins was also a popular site for Uzbek students who came in bus-loads with their teachers on a study trip.


School children on a field trip
The whole area was dry and dusty because of low rainfall and high temperature. Vegetation was sparse and shrubs that grew were short and thorny. I was intrigued by unusual flora growing on the dry and arid environment and some fauna (gecko and arachnid) hiding in the soil.


Unique plants growing in the arid and dry environment

After a tiring climb up and down Topraq Qala, I was too exhausted to visit Ayaz Qala. So I stayed back with some other members. While resting near our bus, we met some young Uzbek backpackers, who had cycled to these ruins from Tashkent, the capital of Uzbekistan. 


Uzbek cyclists

Back in Urgench, we had an authentic Uzbek dinner in a yurt in Ulli Hovli village, a 17th century fortress.

A yurt in Ulli Hovli village
As we entered the village, many of us were excited to find an ancient pump that pumped out water from underground by pressing on a lever. We queued up to wash our hands like little kids who had found a new toy.

Queuing up to wash hands

I watched with interest local women preparing naan bread - kneading the dough and baking it in huge earthen ovens. Walking around the village, we watched other workers at the stove,  preparing our dinner. 


Making the dough for the naan bread


Putting bread into huge earthen oven

Huge earthen ovens
Finally, seated comfortably inside a yurt – we had a delicious Uzbek meal (mutton soup,
rice pilaf and naan bread) that was prepared right before our eyes.


An Uzbek dinner inside a yurt

Rice pilaf

Mutton soup

Naan bread

To save a day, we took a night train to Bukhara. It was pretty comfortable and many of us slept well. We arrived in Bukhara next morning, with everyone in high spirits.

BUKHARA

Ladies - bright and cheerful

Guys in high spirits


Bukhara, located on the ancient Silk Road, was a centre of trade, scholarship, culture and religion for five millennia. A UNESCO World Heritage site, it was famous for its many mosques and madrassahs. Bukhara's architecture and archaeological sites form one of the pillars of CA's History and Art.

We went for lunch in a restaurant with a rustic Russian setting. A Russian lady played music on a violin. Before long, five local ladies started dancing. They invited us to join them. Soon, all of us were on the floor, dancing with the locals like they were our long lost friends. It was an impromptu dance party!


A Russian lady playing on the violin

A dance party- Malaysians with locals

With our stomachs full and our spirits high, our group was ready to explore Bukhara. First visit was Poi Kalyan Complex, made up of Kalyan Mosque, Kalyan Minaret and Mir-i Arab Madrassah.

Built in 1127, the Kalyan Minaret, used as a beacon and watchtower, was the tallest building in CA. Its 14 ornamental bands, all different, included the first use of glazed blue tiles. I noticed that many of the buildings were dazzling blue in colour, whether it was the dome, minaret or roof. All these buildings have been lovingly restored to their original grandeur with UNESCO assistance.


Kalyan Mosque and Minaret

The Mir-i Arab Madrasah was CA's only functioning madrassah in Soviet times. Presently, young men from Uzbekistan study Arabic, the Quran and Islamic law in the Kalyan Mosque while the Madrassah is used as dormitories.


Miri-Arab Madrassah

Many of the historical sites were near each other and within walking distance. We walked to view other monuments: Labi Hauz with Bolo-Hauz Mosque, Chor Minor and Nodir Devon Begi Madrassah.

Labi Hauz means "by the pond". After touring many places in the hot sun, I found this place by the pond with surrounding mulberry trees, cooling and relaxing. It was crowded with tourists and street sellers. The Bolo-Hauz Mosque, built in 1712, facing the pond, was impressive, with its elegant colourful wooden columns, ornamental floral patterns and artistic ceiling. It stood out from the other mosques in the area.


Labi Hauz with Bolo Hauz Mosque in front

Bolo-Hauz Mosque with elegant colourful wooden columns


Bolo Hauz Mosque with artistic ceiling
Bolo Hauz Mosque with lovely patterned walls

Hoja Nasrudin's statue nearby was a hot favourite for our photo enthusiasts. Considered a populist philosopher and wise man, he is remembered for his funny stories and anecdotes. He appears in thousands of stories, as a witty, wise, or a "wise fool".



With local children and Hoja Nasruddin statue

The Nodir Devon Begi Madrasah nearby, built as a caravan serai, was converted into an educational madrassah in 1630 AD. We were surprised to find that creatures (birds and animals) and the sun with a human face were drawn on its façade.


  Nodir Devon Begi Madrassah with its unusual facade 

Chor Minor Mosque's most significant feature was the 4 identical blue minarets looming tall against the blue sky. They represented the 4 ruling dynasties of Bukhara (Samanids, Sheybanids, Karahanids and Mangits). Between the minarets was the big dome - the symbol of sky and the single God.


Ladies in front of Chor Minor Mosque

Our members were more interested in Chor Minor Mosque’s courtyard. There were mulberry trees, lovely flowers and souvenirs on sale nearby. Members started plucking the mulberry fruits from the trees and consuming them with relish - sweet and juicy. They did not mind getting their fingers stained purple!


Members plucking fresh mulberry fruits

Around the mosques and madrassahs, there were small shops selling a variety of high quality merchandise. These caught our ladies’ interest: ceramic ware, fancy-shaped knives and stork scissors, old-fashioned pocket watches, semi-precious stones, embroidered items and all types of metal ware fashioned by creative blacksmiths.


ceramic ware

Old fashioned pocket watches

Fancy shaped knives and stork scissors

Semi-precious stones

Embroidered items

Metal ware

















Our bus then took us to another site. As we walked towards the Ismail Samani Mausoleum, we passed a big playground. There were many school groups with teachers walking by. The children, with sun-caps, looked happy and carefree. They kept staring at us in a curious manner.


Happy and carefree children
Children staring at us with curiosity

Among the mausoleums that we visited, the Ismail Samani Mausoleum stood out. Built in the 10th century, it houses the tombs of Ismail Samani, his father and his grandsons. A cubic building covered spherical dome, it is assembled from burnt square bricks arranged vertically, horizontally or obliquely. Its delicate baked terracotta brickwork changes in colour as the sun rise and set through the day.



Our group in front of Ismail Samani Mausoleum  Photo: Lai Hee Cheng

Inside Ismail Samani Mausoleum

Central Asia is famous for its magnificent carpets and Bukhara is well-known for its exquisite handmade rugs and carpets. At a carpet shop, we came face to face with the gorgeous colours and designs of Bukhara’s carpets. We saw first-hand how carpets were woven, especially by young girls who were as pretty as the carpets they were weaving.


Exquisite rugs and carpets

Pretty girl weaving a carpet


Lunch was a meaty affair. We had an Uzbek lunch in a garden with lovely roses as setting: barbecued chicken, beef and mutton kebab, samosa (somsa) and baklava dessert again...yummy!


Lunch in a rose garden

mutton kebab

Samosa

Barbecued chicken

After lunch and before dinner, our time was free and easy. Some of us took a walk and we came across the sole remaining Jewish synagogue. It was heartening to see the Jewish community coming together for prayers and studies of the Torah.


In a Jewish Synagogue

That evening, we had dinner together with a fashion show, right inside Nodir Devon Begi Madrassah. The fashion show and traditional dancing (to promote Uzbek's cotton industry) were of a high standard. The stunning models wore striking modern Uzbek couture.


Dinner in Nodir Devon Begi Madrrassah

Traditional dance

Traditional dance

Modern couture
Modern couture

The next day, our coach took us to Samarkand. We made a detour to Shakhrisabz, the birth place of Emir Timur (also known as Tamerlane). Timur was a prominent military commander and outstanding statesman in the 14th century. He is the national hero of Uzbekistan. Takhir told us many tales of this great Emir Timur.

We visited Ak Saray Palace, his summer palace which covered an area the size of an Olympic stadium. The Palace took a quarter of a century to build but sad to say, it was not completed when he died.


The incomplete Ak Saray Palace



Emir Timur statue - with local girls

Lunch in a family restaurant was lip-smacking lamb kebabs and noodles. The kebab was cooked like our Malaysian "satay". You can smell the aroma of the kebab as you watch the cook at his stove. The meal was delicious at every bite.


Noodles in lamb soup

Lamb kebab

The cook at his charcoal stove


SAMARKAND

After a satisfactory meal, we were off to Samarkand. Founded in 700 years BC, Samarkand is called 'The Gem of the East'. Conquered by Alexander the Great in 329 BC, it became the key trading centre on the Silk Road between China and the Mediterranean. After conquests by Persians, Greeks and Arabs, it became the centre of Muslim culture. The majority of the architectural monuments in Samarkand were built by Emir Timur and his descendants.

The "must-see" places in Samarkand were the Registan Square, Guri Amir Mausoleum and Bibi Khanym mosque.

 Registan Square, the administrative, trade and handicraft centre, is the heart of old Samarkand and a symbol of modern Samarkand. It is surrounded by 3 majestic madrassahs: Ulugbek's Madrassah, Sher Dor Madrassah and Tillya-Kari Madrassah, all built in the 1400s to 1660s.


Our group at Registan Square   Photo: Lai Hee Cheng

Tillya-Kari means "gold-covered". The whole interior of the Tillya Kari Madrassah was glittering and glimmering. It was actually gilded ornamentation. It was jaw-dropping magnificence.


Interior of Tillya-Kari gilded ornamentation

Tillya-Kari - dome with gilded painting

Takhir took us inside Sher-Dor Madrasah. He introduced us to his Uzbek friend, Babul who had a wide variety of Uzbek musical instruments. Babul patiently explained and played on some of these beautiful instruments. Both of them played an entertaining duet for us. It was our first exposure to traditional musical instruments.


Takhir (left) and Babul playing on Uzbek musical instruments

Guri Amir Mausoleum is a notable tourist site. It is the tomb of Emir Timur, his two sons and grandsons, including Ulugbek (Timur's most famous grandson). Its beautiful fluted azure dome and the exquisitely decorated interior (of the finest stones like jade, and precious ornaments) had us gazing wide-eyed with appreciation. 


Guri Amir Mausoleum - with friendly locals

The beautiful fluted dome
Tombs of Emir Timur, his sons and grandsons      Photo: Lai Hee Cheng


Uzbekistan dazzles with its beautiful monuments, but nothing can be as appealing as its people. They are the friendliest people in a foreign country that I have ever met. Everywhere we went, friendly Uzbeks greeted us and they unabashedly wanted to pose with us in front of Uzbekistan’s iconic places.  They gave us their biggest smiles, with some displaying gold-capped teeth, a common sight in Uzbekistan.


With handsome young men

With white haired aunties


With pretty young girls

With cheerful women, one with gold-capped (2nd from left) teeth

It was not all mosques and madrassahs. We also learnt of the ancient Uzbeks in Science and Astronomy. Mirzo Ulugbek was more interested in the stars in the universe than conquering the earth. In 1420, he built the best equipped Ulugbek Observatory, one of the finest observatories in the Islam World. Inside it we found a gigantic sextant (an instrument used for measuring the sun's altitude).


Ulubek Observatory

Mirzo Ulubek statue

Outside the Madrassah, a monument of 5 Scientists, in honour of the 600th anniversary of Mirzo Ulugbek (Emir Timur's astronomer and scientist grandson), caught my attention. It was a modern sculpture in a traditional setting by sculptor T. Esanov.


Monument of 5 scientists

Uzbekistan is CA's most populous country with 90% of its people Muslims. After seeing so many Islamic buildings, we found a Russian orthodox church in the Jewish quarter of Samarkand. It was a leftover from Russian rule.


A Russian Orthodox church

Interior of church still in use

To know more about the history of Samarkand, we headed for the Afrosiab Museum, where exhibits ranged from murals, excavated artifacts to crockery and coins.


Afrosiab Museum

Knowing our ladies’ keen eye for shopping, Takhir took us to Aisha's Silk Workshop. There, the boss showed us how silk was made. After that, we became totally immersed in the display of handmade silk scarves, hats, jackets and embroidery material. The cosy shop was set within a lovely well-designed garden. While the ladies browsed through the elegant silk-ware, the guys chatted away in the garden outside.


Browsing through the silk hats and scarves with the boss of the shop (left)

Guys in the tastefully-designed garden

It had been Uzbek food from Day 1. We were glad when Choo arranged for us to have dinner in a Korean restaurant for a change. As for entertainment, we had not one but two Russian belly dancers.

We sat out on the veranda where the air was cooler as we would soon be hot (either from the spicy food or the sensuous dancing). Everyone was smiling - Korean food and sexy dancing.


We were seated in the veranda 

Two belly dancers    Photo: Lai Hee Cheng

Next day, we visited the Bazaar, near BiBi Khanum Mosque. Its wet and dry market was huge and expansive. There was a colourful array of vegetables, meat, groceries at different sections and everything and anything could be found there. And it was clean and well organised – very Russian in nature! Many of us made a beeline for the dried fruits and nuts section (apricots, figs, dates etc) and a few of us bought kilos of dried fruits and nuts for home.


Bazaar in Samarkand
Colourful array of vegetables

Our last stop in Samarkand was Shahi-Zinda, which means "Tomb of the living King". The Shahi-Zinda Ensemble, a necropolis, includes mausoleum and other ritual buildings of 9 - 14th and 19th centuries. When viewed from outside and inside, the mausoleums were quite picturesque, all with intricate tile designs. Most of the mausoleums house Emir Timur and Ulugbeks' family and their favourites.  


Shahi-Zinda Complex: graveyards and mausoleums

Interior of one mausoleum

Dome of another mausoleum

Inside an octagonal mausoleum :tomb with tiled mosaic walls

Picturesque exterior of one mausoleum

TASHKENT

After touring Samarkand, we headed back to Tashkent.  We went for a dinner and show in Hotel Bahor. The restaurant had an old style Russian-like decor.

Our 4-course European dinner, with wine and vodka, plus live entertainment, was a change from the usual Uzbek food we had in the ancient towns.


In a restaurant in Hotel Bahor
Meat

Cheese and walnut

Fish and onion rings

Yoghurt




On stage, beautiful girls in colourful Western-orientated costumes danced a mixture of ballet, jazz and other dances from many countries. 



Dancers in colourful costumes

Dancers in Western-orientated costumes

Dancers danced a mixture of dances

Next morning, we were introduced to our new tour guide, Bibi. Bibi took us to see Tashkent’s main tourist sites.  

Tashkent, Uzbekistan’s largest city, has evolved from a small ancient settlement to CA’s largest city and its main transportation hub. It is different from the other cities we have visited. It has a combination of medieval buildings, elegant European architecture, standard concrete ‘boxes’ of the Soviet era and glittering skyscrapers of glass and concrete. 

The Khas Imam Complex is a religious centre where Muslim relics were collected. It is made up of Tillya Sheikh Mosque of the 19th century, Barak Khan Madrassah of the 16th Century and Khaffal Shashi Mausoleum.


Tillya Sheikh Mosque

The Barak Khan Madrassah is special as it is the headquarters for the grand Mufti (who is equivalent to the "archbishop", for the Stans countries). The oldest reputed Quran of the world - Osman Koran, is also kept in the Madrassah!


Barak Khan Madrassah
Kaffal Shashi Mausoleum

Chorsu bazaar is a "must-visit" bazaar. In ancient times, it was a big trading place along the Silk Road. The bazaar is the oldest and largest bazaar in Tashkent. Huge, noisy and busy, it had plenty of farm produce, fruits, vegetables and spices. As usual, we bought some spices there for home use.

Most of us liked the Kukeldash Madrassah. It has a baked brick structure - great architecture that blends well with greenery in its beautiful courtyard. Built as an Islamic seminary, it served as a local government building during the revolution. It has a domed courtyard that was a favourite with all of us.


Beautiful garden in courtyard of Kukeldash Madrassah

Our last dinner in Tashkent was in Jumanji - a cosy restaurant with fusion cuisine, a blend of oriental and European dishes. It was a fitting finale to a wonderful holiday in Uzbekistan.


Jumanji restaurant with Bibi (far left)

Uzbekistan is unlike any other country I have ever visited. As a non-Muslim, I was apprehensive about whether I would be able to relate to its history. At the end of this trip, I came away with a better perspective of its splendid monuments, interesting culture, delicious food and most of all, the friendliest people on earth.

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Sunday, 31 January 2016

Mt Huangshan: The Height of Beauty

Mt Huangshan: a fairyland with changing colours in the 4 seasons


“IF you have seen the Great Wall, cruised the Yangtze River, marvelled at Xian’s Terracotta Solders and been awed into silence by Quilin Caves, a visit to Mount Huangshan will make your tour of China complete,” teased a pretty sales agent at the Malaysian Association of Travel and Tour Agents (Matta) Fair recently.



            Many friends have extolled the beauty of Mt. Huangshan with its 72 named peaks, two waterfalls and 24 streams.  The comments from the pretty lady caused my adrenalin to flow.  I edged closer to listen as she lowered her voice, “But the climb will be tough, involving many hours of climbing!”



Was she trying to say: But you eh, a senior citizen, may not be able to make it!  A senior citizen cannot surmount Mt. Huangshan? Well, I deduced that if I could not do it then, I would never be able to do it years down the road.  My mind was made up  - I was going to climb Mt. Huangshan!



There and then, my husband and I booked an eight-day holiday to Huangshan, the “number one peculiar mountain under heaven” in China. The tour included a brief visit to neighbouring cities of Shanghai, Hangzhou, Suzhou and Wuxi.  

Huangshan, literally "Yellow Mountain" is a mountain range in Anhui province in Eastern China. It is one of the most famous and beautiful mountains in China. Huangshan is a frequent subject of traditional Chinese paintings and literature as well as modern photography.


Mt Huangshan is a "fairyland" with changing colours in the four seasons. To really appreciate its beauty, it is recommended to go there at different seasons.We visited Huangshan in Spring but found out that it was not a good time as it was not only cold but misty and wet. Other seasons would be better, like in Summer with rainbow colours or in Winter with snowy white features.

The tour started with visits to Shanghai, Hangzhou, Suzhou and Wuxi. Finally we arrived at Tunxi, a town at the foot of Mt Huangshan.  A cable car took us up the slopes of Mt Huangshan where we checked into a hotel below the summit.



 Next morning, 16 of us - six senior citizens and 10 younger folk - assembled at the lobby, eager and excited.  Listed by UNESCO as a World Cultural and Natural Heritage, Huangshan attracts travellers from all parts of the globe.  We met visitors from Europe like England, Germany and France. Many came from Taiwan, Indonesia, Thailand and Singapore.  The local Chinese made up the rest of the climbers.  


I noticed that while we tried to cover ourselves with layers of warm clothing, the groups from Europe were clad only in shorts.



“Please wear your raincoats and bring your umbrellas along for the trek,” announced Hung, our tour guide.  “The weather forecast predicted rain and the  temperature is down to 4°C.”    
 
Covered from top to toe in our multicoloured raincoats, with only our faces exposed, we looked like a battalion from outer space.  Some of us were armed with walking sticks, bought at the souvenir shop.  We followed Hung like toy tin soldiers.


 “The whole journey will take three hours,” informed Hung.  As we marched along, I shivered uncontrollably from the cold. My fingers felt numb and stiff, so I placed one hand alternately inside my pocket to keep warm, while the other held the walking stick.



The ascent was tiring. Our steps became slower and our voices became softer.  Hung had to stop very often to wait for laggards - like me.  We huffed and we puffed, we panted and struggled with every step upwards.



Compared to many other mountains, Mt. Huangshan is people-friendly.  Man-made steps of granite stones paved the way.  However, there were no railings on either side. My walking stick proved useful as it gave me support for every step I took. Unlike the steps of Batu Caves in Malaysia, the steps in Huangshan had a break – a five feet flat landing – for every five steps. That was just ideal for senior citizens to catch their breath. 



After about half an hour, one elderly couple in our group found that the climb was too taxing.  They decided to go back to the hotel with our Malaysian tour leader.   



During the ascent, I took time to admire the surroundings. The mountain tops were truly like islands in a sea of cloud. The foggy mist was like a shimmering veil covering the natural landscapes, ready to reveal the magnificence within whenever it cleared.


 
Foggy mist like a shimmering veil

 "Mt Huangshan with its natural beauty has inspired poets, painters, travellers and photographers. The mountain tops offer views of the clouds from above, known as 'Sea of Clouds', because of the Cloud's resemblance to an ocean. One writer remarked that to enjoy the magnificence of a mountain, you generally look upwards. But to enjoy Mt Huangshan, you have to look downwards," explained Hung. 

 

Natural beauty of Mt Huangshan inspires poets, painters and photographers

Mt Huangshan's natural scenery includes massive granitic boulders and ancient pine trees which are enhanced by cloud and mist effects. This landscape includes formations of natural stone pillars, grotesquely-shaped rocks, waterfalls, caves, lakes and hotsprings formed by its complex geological history.

 The essence of Huangshan is in the clouds. As the clouds move around the wind, tier upon tier, the mountains appear and disappear, looking like numerous islands on a boundless sea. When the sun sinks below the horizon, the mountains are aglow with the sunset colours. As it was a misty day, we could not see such colours, but being up there was mystical and enchanting.

             As we climbed up, I was eager to view some of the mountain's highlights, as described by Hung. Along the way, Hung pointed out special landmarks. “Look at the special formation,” she said.  “Can you see a flying stone, a paint brush, a turtle, gods playing chess or a man eating a water-melon,” she said. We strained our eyes and stretched our imagination as she pointed out the various formations...some of them did look like what she had described!


Amusement: I strained my eyes and stretched my imagination 

Finally, after what seemed like two hours, we reached the top of Huangshan! Breathing in the cool crisp air, I took in the scenery with all my five senses.  As I gazed at the grotesque rocks and the queer pines hanging from the cliffs, I felt humbled. This was what we had come all the way for!  This was the scene many artists and poets have tried to portray.  This was it: a painting in 3D - live! Yes, it was a moment to savour!



A painting in 3D - live.




Grotesque rocks and bizarre pines
 

Unique pines



"Huangshan pines (Pinus hwangshanensis) commonly grow on alpine peaks which are from 800 to 1800 metres above sea level. They differ from other pines because they grow on steep cliffs, alpine peaks and steep ravines. They are thus sturdy and most can live well over 100 years. This is a symbol of vigour and vitality", elaborated Hung.


 Hung gave us some time to take pictures.  Like kiasu tourists, we posed unabashed, as we tried to freeze the moment in time, for posterity.  It was difficult though, to focus the lens in the cold, amidst the drizzle and the mobile crowd, but we managed to get some reasonably good shots.  

A reasonably good shot in one section where there was no mist
 Besides the beautiful scenery, I was amused to see an array of padlocks on the chains marking the edge of the viewing platform. Young lovers or couples lock two padlocks together and placed it on the chains on all sides of the top of the peak, to show they will love one another for ever.


Standing next to an array of padlocks on the chains


Soon, it was time to leave.  The descent was a breeze for me although the other seniors found it much more difficult.



Later we met up with the elderly couple from our group.  The woman told me that she had a memorable experience on a bamboo carriage.  Anyone who cannot walk up or down the steps of Mt. Huangshan, can have a ride on a bamboo chair carried by two guys.  It costs a cool RM 100 - one way.   


Huangshan's moist climate facilitates the growing of tea leaves. Mao feng cha (Fur Peak tea) a well-known local variety green tea takes its name from the downy tips of the tea leaves found in the Huangshan area. We bought this tea and found it very fragrant.

Climbing Mt. Huangshan was enriching. Although my muscles ached for a week after I returned home, I am glad I did it.  Yes, I climbed Mt. Huangshan and was drowned in its beauty.



Sometimes in quiet moments, three mountains would come to my mind: climbing Mt. Everest is an impossible dream, Mt. Kinabalu could have been conquered when I was in my prime, but reaching the summit of Mt. Huangshan is a dream that has come true.
             
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This article was published in the Star (Malaysian newspapaer) on  June 10, 2002. 
It is edited and photos are added here.




Thursday, 31 December 2015

Great Balls of Ice



An ice-ball: the ideal thirst quencher in the 1950s




HEAT waves always wear me down.What is the best way to cool down – a
chilled fizzy drink, a cold bath or a dip in a pool? Way back in the 1950s,
the ideal thirst-quencher or heat-buster was an ais bola (ice-ball).


My mind drifts back to those happy carefree days. It was a sunny day.
My classmates and I were walking towards the bus station after school. The
sun’s scorching rays were bearing down on our tender young skin.

As we reached our favourite ice-stall, we would shout out: “One ice ball, Ah Pek!”
Within minutes, we were happily slurping ice-balls and getting cool relief from the
afternoon heat.

What are ice-balls? They were actually ice-shavings shaped into a ball
(like a snowball) and big enough for the palm to hold. In those days, children
usually walked to school, go by bicycle or by bus. The ice-ball was the cheapest
way to cool down, costing only five cents each. Sometimes Ah Pek would even
sell us a split ice-ball at 2½ cents per half when we did not have enough pocket
money!

I can still remember clearly how Ah Pek made the ice-ball. He placed a
block of ice on an ice-shaver (a sharp blade embedded in a wooden implement).
Pressing it down with a home-made handle (a four by four by one inch wooden
block embedded with nails whose sharp ends pointed downwards), he moved
the ice forward and backward on the blade until he had a sufficient amount of
ice-shavings. Then, using his bare hands, he scooped, shaped and compressed
the ice-shavings into a ball. Using a scoop, he spread a layer of red or brown
syrup over the surface of the ball. He did this with a flourish, rotating the ball
expertly so that the sweet liquid was evenly distributed. Then with a broad grin
exposing uneven teeth, he served it to his little customers, placing the ice-balls on
their eager outstretched palms.

As young students, we were too naive to question Ah Pek on his unhygienic methods.
Anyway, in those days, water was unpolluted and it was perfectly safe to drink water
even from the tap. Oblivious to the clouds of dust and dirt around us - whipped up by
departing buses- we slurped the ice-ball, like a lollipop, as quickly as we could before
it melted away.

A few years later, Ah Pek began to serve his ice-shavings in a bowl. For
better taste, he added some red beans. Later, other ingredients like “chin chau”,
“cendol”, coloured jelly and evaporated milk added colour to the “drink”. The
ice-ball is like a precursor to the familiar “ice-kacang”.


A bowl of ice-kacang

Nowadays, the seller makes his ice-shavings by turning a wheel mechanically or
electrically. However, you will not find young kids eating “iceballs” by the roadside.
They are more often in shopping malls enjoying cool ice kacang in an air-conditioned
environment.


An ice-shaving machine for home use
  
Ice-kacang is enjoyed by Malaysians of all races and ages. Also called ABC (Air Batu Campur),
it is slowly moving from stalls to restaurants, shopping malls, recreational clubs or hotels (served
as a dessert in buffet spreads).

Ice kacang is so popular that it is featured in the sitcom Pua Chu Kang, a Singapore production.
The main character’s mother often makes her special brew of ice-kacang for her family and friends.

Nowadays, innovative ABC sellers have introduced a variety of sweet
and colourful components to make ice-kacang more appealing. These are seeds
and fruits like kidney beans, lotus seeds, sago seeds, selisih seeds, canned longan,
raisins, crushed groundnuts and attap chi. You can ask for ice-cream as a topping too.
My favourite ice-kacang is one with extras like durian and gula melaka.

The price of ice-kacang has taken a giant leap compared with the 1950s.
It costs about RM1 per bowl in stalls, RM3 in hypermarkets, and a whopping
RM8-RM10 in some restaurants or hotels. Selling ice-kacang is a lucrative
business and eating it may become a luxury!

Everyone enjoys this delightful dessert and many have their individual
ways of eating it.

Chan, 61, says, “I break up all the ice first, allowing the shavings to melt
and mix with the ingredients before I spoon the mixture into my mouth – I really
campur (mix) them!”

Nellie, 55, says, “I pick and eat only the ingredients, leaving the ice
shavings untouched – I like my fruits and seeds chilled!”

As for me, I eat it slowly, without breaking up the well-decorated culinary
creation. I like the colourful “mountain” of ice. Usually, I will eat one spoonful of
crushed ice and one spoonful of the ingredients – I enjoy spooning through “the
tunnel” under the mountain for the goodies – and then savouring each ingredient
with the crushed ice, mixing them in my mouth. Mmm – that’s yummy!

ABC with ice-cream topping

Ice-kacang has come a long way from my childhood days. Regardless
of how we eat it, everyone agrees that it is the dessert par excellence. It would
be interesting to have a contest for culinary experts to create a truly Malaysian
ice-kacang complete with only local fruits and seeds and with a Malaysian identity.
That’s food for thought for the tourist promotion board.

ABC: a dessert par excellence, with local fruits and seeds

So what’s your hot favourite to beat the heat – ice-ball or ice-kacang?
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This article was published in the Star (Malaysian newspaper) on 23rd June 2003.
Photos are added here.
It is also published in my cookbook "Quick and Healthy Meals" together with the recipe for ABC.
For more information on the cookbook, please write to:
quickandhealthy@yahoo.com