Friday, April 27, 2007

Beijing Chokes me Up

Its a big place - not the most extensive subway though...
Guys new the the big city arrive each day.
Kar Fu - Kraft China HQ
Madame Mao knew how to travel

Lawrence University Alums - Beijing Chapter.


The transformation of Beijing from a huge, dirty, backwards city into a huge, dirty modern city has been amazing. The changes are evident from the moment the plane lands at the airport until you back out of town.

7 years ago Sophia and I visited Beijing as part of a US State Legislative delegation. We arrived at the airport and were ushered from the tarmac into an old governmental like building with a cavernous open plan filled with people and a few luggage belts. Everything looked like it was from the 1950s from the furnishings right down to the people's clothes. We stayed at the China World Hotel which was then one of the nicest places in town. On the way from the airport there were fields, people on bicycles, farm houses, small shelters and a few old looking trucks. Once in the city there were a handful of cars - and tons of people on bicycles. Every intersection was an adventure for a pedestrian. The cars were no worry but the bikers were out of control. The air was dirty then, filled with soot and grime from coal burning factories. Western looking people were uncommon and people stopped and stared. Sophia was a particularly interesting attraction with her dark skin and curly hair. We also noticed that wherever we went there were people lurking around keeping track. Our group was always accompanied by government people and the hotel was crawling with them. We were discouraged from walking around on our own. Shopping was limited with very few Western brands available.

The Beijing of 2007 has some similarities to the Beijing of 1999. The airport is huge and modern with planes and airlines from all over the world. Its large but when you pull in you see a new terminal that is probably as large as the currently existing airport. It should be ready in time for the Olympics. This trip I noticed the old terminal - a relic that is dwarfed by all the new structures around it. the drive in is pretty much construction and plenty of new or newer looking high rise apartment complexes. Gone are the farms and fields. It's still dirty. I notice it by getting red eyes and a headache soon after arriving. Its also still full of people. That's really where the similarities end. Most of the bicycles have been replaced by cars. There are now Mercedes, BMWs, Audis, Cadilacs, Volvos and every other modern car. The traffic is terrible. There are also now buildings going up all over the place. There are so many hotels - Hyatts, Marriots, Westin, St, Regis, Ritz Carlton, Shangrilas, Swisshotel, Nikko and many many more. There are many upscale malls with pretty much any brand you would see in New York, London or Singapore. Western faces are everywhere and they don't attract much attention. English is spoken by many people. Modern office buildings abound. Kraft recently moved into a nice new building that also houses GM and many other local and multi national companies. No one from the government follows westerners around. Its easy to look around and explore the city.

On this, my 4th or 5th trip in the last year I had my share of interesting experiences. Traffic problems, new restaurants and even a visit with an old friend.

One evening my colleague Lingping and I were heading out to meet some other co-workers for dinner. Lingping found us a taxi and off we went. It was rush hour and the driver decide to take a short cut. after a series of turns down side streets we came to an intersection that was totally jammed with cars. A perfect picture of gridlock. The cars were so knotted up in the intersection that we were all stuck. Lingping scolded the driver for taking such a foolish route. He got a little defensive but calmed down. 10 minutes later we had moved about 3 feet and again Lingping made a comment. It didn't sound bad but I only know two words of Mandarin and she wasn't saying hello or thank you. I was ready to get out and walk to a more open street but before I could even suggest it the driver flipped off the meter, jumped out of the car, opened the back door and asked us to get out. We happily complied, walked about a block, hopped into another taxi and made our way to the restaurant. I wouldn't be surprised if that guy is still sitting at the intersection. I think they may have needed to airlift a few cars out of that mess to clear it up!

The restaurant we went to, The Red Capital Club http://www.redcapitalclub.com.cn/, is a very cool place. While it is a little touristy the location, the building and the food make up for that. The restaurant is located in an old courtyard home, kind of like a low rise version of the shop house we live in in Singapore. To get there you walk off of the main street down some narrow alley like streets lined with a few very small shops, some low rent housing, a youth hostel and school and more. It's a real old neighborhood that probably hasn't changed since the 40's. In front of the restaurant is an old 1950 era limo with red flags on the front fenders. Apparently Madame Mao was one of the few privileged people who rode in it in it's day. Inside the cozy place are tons of interesting artifacts from the Mao era. Art work, photos, furniture and more . The Men's room walls are inlaid with kitchy Mao era plates. the food was actually pretty decent and each dish came garnished with elaborately carved vegetables. We had spicy cucumber set up to look like a dragon with an intricate dragon head and tail carved from some root vegetable. The chicken was adorned with very detailed carved cat and dog (or were we eating cat and dog?). Mongolian lamb complimented by a carved great wall was a hit and I even saw a carved bust of the Chairman himself on a plate at another table. It was a fun experience.

My last night in town I had the pleasure of visiting my old college friend Einar. Einar is currently living in Beijing and has been there for about a year. I was happy to see him and meet some of his new friends and servants. From being picked up by his driver in their BMW SUV to the lovely apartment where he resides complete with a staff of thousands (seemingly) I had a great time catching up and talking about old times. Einar is the kind of guy you would expect to end up in China or some other exotic place but I doubt we could have predicted meeting up there when we were going to school in Appleton, WI in the late 70s!

I had a strange Deja vu at lunch. I was dining with our HR Director for China at an Italian place in the China World when I realized that it was the same place Sophia and I had eaten in 1999. Sophia even remembered what the place looked like when I mentioned it to her. she also remembered that that was the night my old boss Henry stopped in to Beijing with his Mama on their way to take a Yangtze river cruise. They had flown from the US and Henry appeared in the restaurant to every one's surprise. In his Southern drawl he said - "Hi y'all I got Mama downstairs in the car but ah thought I just pop up and say hi". after a brief visit he and Mama disappeared into the Chinese landscape. I think that was the trip where he bought "ona them Lapis globes" but that's another story......

Friday, April 20, 2007

Come Ride With Us...on the Bus!

Choices, choices, choices....
The 65 is the one for me!
Nice view, TV and a place to sit.
No Fast Food! No Durians! No hands with little papers in them!
Ah - Harbour Front, Adieu number 65!



What a pleasure it is not to have a car! Although I must admit that I miss driving I have to say that I don't miss the traffic and parking woes.

Here in Singapore where a drive around the entire country takes about an hour there is need for a set of wheels. That is also coupled with the fact that even the cheapest, tiniest car here goes for over S$30,000.00 (about $20,000 US) and it is a Chinese made Chery QQ (basically a cute tin can with a go cart engine). http://www.cheryglobal.com/qq.htm. Most normal cars are closer to $100,000 or more. So we mostly take taxis http://www.comfort-transportation.com.sg/main.asp, the MRT (subway) http://www.smrt.com.sg/trains/routemap/routemap.pdf and the bus.

I alternate between the MRT and the bus on the way in to work. The MRT is faster and the crowd is a bit hipper and better dressed. The station is only about a block and a half from home and the station closest to the office is about a block. Problem is you usually have to stand up and you have to change trains. I don't mind this as it gets me a little exercise and the change is in a nice cool (temperature cool) station but I need variety. The bus is a straight shot from close to the house to close to the office and as it is a double decker it affords a nice overhead view of the route. The bus also carries a more of the real people - construction workers, students, office workers and old Uncles and Aunties. I am usually one of the few, if any, Western faces on the bus.
Anyway the 65 is a great bus. It goes from my neighborhood to my office (also home to the newest biggest mall - Vivo City) and in the other direction it goes to Little India, home of Tekka Market and all things Indian. I grab my seat in the upper deck and catch up on the news, email and also get a view of the route to the office. I have to make sure to follow the rules - no eating, smoking, bare feet, fighting or carrying durian! The durian is the extremely stinky national fruit of Singapore. It makes the smelliest body odor smell mild. It's a nice ride.
When I scan my pass upon alighting (the word they use here) the bus I am charged a whole .87 (about 50 cents US). Its such a deal. I then stop at Wang's Cafe for my morning Koppi, but that's a different story....

Tuesday, April 17, 2007

Thian Hock Keng Temple

Dragons adorn the rooftops
The entry arch
The stonework is almost as cool as the painted carved woodwork
And the doors are nothing to sneeze at.
A Buddhist deity who would gladly give you a hand.


Singapore has many interesting places or worship from Mosques to Synagogues, to churches, to Hindu temples to Buddhist temples. They are all open for viewing. A few weeks ago Sophia and wandered into the Thian Hock Keng Temple.


Thian Hock Keng is the oldest and most important Hokkien temple in Singapore. Singapore has a very large Hokkien population as the Hokkien province of China is not too far away. Known as the temple of the goddess of the sea and protector of all seamen, the temple contains relics brought from China which are said to be many hundreds of years old. The building is supported only on wood poles. Of the two pagodas at either sides of the temple, one is used to contain ancestral tablets. The building was built without using nails.
One of the first duties of a newly-arrived immigrant was to go to a "joss house" to give thanks from a perilous journey across the China Sea. In 1821,the Hokkiens had established such a "joss house" on the side of the present temple. The grateful immigrants who later became successful businessmen enabled the Hokkien leaders to plan a more ambitious building made of materials imported from China,which combined the functions of both a temple and community centre.
The temple was very nice without being over the top as some tend to be, There were various shrines, statues and carvings as well as memorials. The smell of incense pervades as worshipers light "joss sticks" as part of their rituals.
We checked out the peaceful place of worship and stopped next door at a religious artifact shop. The shop was full of statues of deities of all shapes and sizes. Many Chinese Singaporeans have shrines in their homes. Some are small while others are very large and intricate.
I will try to show you other religious sites soon.
Peace!

Thursday, April 12, 2007

Fear Factor - Me

Welcome to adventures in Filipino street food....
Watching my teacher show me how its done.
Still smiling but a little nervous
Oh yeah - - - that was NASTY!



This story is based on my experience from last year but it is still worth recounting for your edification.


On my first trip to Manila I found myself at dinner with my new associate Ray and several people from our Manila office. there were a few expats around the table as well. While we enjoyed some nice tapas at an upscale mall the talk turned to local Filipino delights. The Philippines, with its strong Spanish influence (everyone is Catholic and has a Spanish last name), is the one place in Asia where the food is most like Spanish or Latin American food. They love pork and enjoy such nice dishes as Crispy Pata, sisig and adobong. All three of these dishes (sorry Grandpa Harold) are now favorites of mine. The pata reminds me of lechon in Puerto Rico, the sisig is so good with a cold San Miguel and adobong is good anytime. There are also some other great dishes like sinigang (a soup), inihaw na bangus (grilled milkfish) and of course super sweet and tasty fresh mangos.


Here are links to pictures and recipes of all of these dishes-









The talk at the table moved on to balut. Balut is a popular Filipino street snack and is essentially a duck egg with a fetus inside, typically between seventeen to twenty days in gestation. In the Philippines balut is so popular that it is equivalent to what the hot dog is in the U.S. I was intrigued yet also grossed out by the prospect of seeing what this would actually look like. The explanation was not comforting - "yes you can see the little duck fetus forming", "sometimes it can be crunchy" and "its good with salt and vinegar on it".


While the expats at the table were interested and intrigued by the snack, none had actually tried one and no one stepped up to the plate to volunteer. I was the new guy and in order to get some instant "street cred" I said I would be happy to try one. I also thought I was smart enough to get around the grossness by using the oyster technique of downing the whole thing without chewing it, but I kept that thought to myself. As soon as I said this the wheels were in motion to get me to stand by my word.


The next day I was in the office hoping that no one had remembered about my promise when Ray's assistant called me and said that one of the women had purchased a half dozen balut that morning and they would like me to try it in the canteen whenever I was ready. I agreed to try one at 3PM. Lucky for me I had not done any research. I was unaware that the snack had been featured on Fear Factor.


At the appointed hour I ventured over to the canteen. There three women from the office were waiting. Two of them had already had one or two that day and the third said she had and would never try one. There were 3 eggs left. I got a 7Up so I would be ready to wash it down if I gagged or choked and one of the eggs was cracked open. The most experienced balut eater looked at it and said it was a little too well developed for a newbie so she shook a little salt onto the egg and poured on some vinegar and showed my how it is done. I tried not to watch too closely but I did see the little duck head popping out of the open shell. She ate it happily and smiled while opening the next one. "This one will be good for you...", she said. The time had come. I tried to avert my eyes but had to look a little as I poured on the salt and vinegar. I winced and popped it from the shell into my mouth. The yolk was hard like a hard boiled egg and the little duck was indeed a little duck, maybe an inch and a half long. It all went into my mouth and I was ready to swallow it. I realized that it was too big to swallow without chewing so I took a few bites, swallowed and chugged a big chug of 7Up.


It was gross, it was sickening and it had a little bit of crunch - on the other hand, if I had never seen it I would say it didn't taste too bad. But I had seen it so even the taste was nasty. The good new was I had done it! I had earned the respect of my new friends. The bad news was that the rest of that day and into the evening I felt like there was a little live duck running around in my stomach.


I ate the balut for the first time and can say with confidence that it was also the last time. I have since eaten the other great Filipino dishes with great gusto but the duck stopped there for me!

Thursday, April 5, 2007

ミッキーマウス (Mickey Mouse) 東京で (in Tokyo)

Tokyo from the hotel window
"Blue Man Group Crossing"
Welcome to the Magic Kingdom - - - East
The Princess and the Dragon get ready to make out
The crowd heads to the volcano


I had my first trip to Japan this week (unless you count a few transfers at Narita airport over the years http://www.narita-airport.jp/en/). While I was only there for about 48 hours I managed to get a feel for the place. Its big, its crowded and its very Japanese.

As my overnight flight from Singapore was about to touch down I noticed frost on the roofs of the buildings. Lucky I remembered to bring a jacket. It was chilly and rainy. Upon arrival I was met by my driver. A nice chap who spoke no English. I was whisked away on the 45 mile trip from the airport to the city. Traffic was heavy as we crawled out way into town, I guess as a stupid American I really didn't think of Tokyo as a waterfront city but it is. There were plenty of bridges, ships, tunnels and lots of interesting vistas as we approached downtown. Also lots and lots of buildings.

We crossed the large and impressive Rainbow Bridge http://www.answers.com/topic/rainbow-bridge-tokyo) and hit a dead stop. Lucky I was staying at the Westin which appears to be relatively close to the crossing. The side streets were full of apartments, shops, little restaurants and there were an amazing amount of outdoor vending machines selling cigarettes, tea and coffee drinks and soft drinks. There are some signs in English but not too many. On the streets foreigners were few and far between.

I got there in time to check in, shower, shave and head to my meeting. The toilet in my hotel room had all sorts of bells and whistles and reminded me of the one Homer Simpson had in the room on his visit to Japan. His said "Welcome Homer Simpson, I am pleased to accept your waste".

The rest of the day was spent in a nice windowless room learning about cheese in Asia (they don't like it). The afternoon we loaded onto a bus and went to do a few retail visits. Japan has some very large grocery stores and the variety of products is astounding. The cheese aisle was full of interesting stuff (including Kraft products). There was My Little Kitty cheese, strawberry cheese ball snacks, tiny pieces of cheese fortified with 3 glasses of milk worth of calcium and many more interesting things. I wandered off to the snack section as I know Japan as some bizarre snacks. Chips and rice snacks come in all kinds of funky flavors. I saw the usual salt, prawn, cheese and normal type stuff but then found the payoff - cool stuff like curry, beef stew, octopus and even sea urchin flavored snacks. Bought a selection for the road. I also bought some very cool animal shaped dried seaweed slices - good for mom to put in little Tomo san's lunch box. The candy row was cool too - about 100 different types of boxes with little toys and candy in them. Animated characters known and unknown to me. One of the stores had a huge section of prepared foods - sushi rolls (the whole long roll you cut yourself), a tempura bar, many unusual and unknown to me things wrapped in dough and on sticks. Kind of a Japanese Whole Foods. There were tons of shoppers - many people were wearing face masks (not sure if it was to keep from getting germs or to keep germs from spreading). It was like a hospital ward.

I learned I wasn't in Kansas anymore when I tried to use an ATM. I t seems that most of the local ATMs are in Japanese only (shocking!). After figuring out where to put my card I was presented with 4 options all in Japanese. I pushed random options hoping to get some yen, but to no avail. I would hit dead ends and a few weird alarms would go off and my card was spit out at me. I am hopeful that nothing happened. Quite possibly some unsuspecting Japanese family has just received a huge windfall of American and Singapore dollars. I was really lost in translation. Lucky we had a few people from our Japanese business or I might still be wandering around yenless.

Next we headed to Disneyland Japan! It's about 40 minutes out of the city and has Disneyland (the first one outside the US) and a newer park called Disney Sea. We had dinner at a private room in the restaurant at a hotel at the Sea.(www.http://www.tokyodisneyresort.co.jp/tds/index_e.html )
Our room overlooked the park and a large body of water surrounded by all the attractions. At 8:30 there was a show - it was Disney meets Vegas, meets soft core porn - first Mickey came out in a big boat. Talented mouse because he spoke fluent Japanese. No clue what he said. Then there were dancing waters, lovely lights, pyrotechnics and a hot looking white water Princess appeared. Her happy time was short lived as a mechanical fire spewing dragon emerged from the sea as well. Ultimately I believe the Princess and the Dragon fell in love and had her white water drowned his flames but not before the volcano in the distance erupted. Weird but lovely but weird.....

There was time for a few of us to head into the park for a few rides. We hit the volcano coaster and the weather buster virtual ride and also rode the train. As the park was closing at about 10PM there was a huge buying frenzy in the gift shops. I have never seen such a rush to buy and spend. The shelves were looking pretty bare as I wrestled a lady for a Tokyo Disney phone charm but I got out alive.

The next day more meetings and off to the airport to head home. Nice sake in the business class lounge as we waited for our delayed flight. I landed in Singapore at 2:30 AM and was home about 3:15. A long and short trip.

Now off for a nice three day weekend!

Monday, April 2, 2007

Teka Market (Part 2)

The llama himself...... which is nice.
Big jack fruit.
Nottin' but raw mutton!
Yes - every chicken breast you eat was once part of a real chicken.
Red fish, blue fish, mackerel, perch......

Sunday Morning at Teka Market (part 1)

Teka Market is in the heart of Little India - one of Singapore's most colorful areas
On Sunday by 10AM things are already getting going
Our favorite roti prata/ murtabak stand in action - note the pots of fresh cooking curry and all the eggs
One guy makes the roti - dough, eggs and lots of ghee (clarified butter)
My absolute fave mutton murtabak and a fresh mango lassi - with nice curry to soak it in!



Teka is the place to go for produce, meat and fish. It's also full of food stands. While we usually head to the Muslim stands there are also plenty of Chinese stalls as well. Our custom (ok we haven't really been here long enough for it to be a custom) is to get our breakfast - roti prata (http://www.answers.com/topic/roti-prata), murtabak (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Murtabak) and drinks - mango lassis (http://www.food-nepal.com/recipe/R035.htm) , teh tarik or halias (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Teh_tarik).
The taste is great and the experience is second to none.

After that nice bite we do a little shopping. The assortment of produce, fruit, spices, seafood and meat is really astounding - from durian, mangosteen, rambutan and jack fruit to ladyfinger, banana flower, lotus to tiger prawns, cockles, giant squid, mutton, black chicken, dried salted fish, curry powder to kim chee - its all there and more.....