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2009/4/10 SailingOne of my favorites, by Christopher Cross. Hate to admit, N'Sync's version is pretty darn good too.
It's not far down to paradise At least it's not for me And if the wind is right you can sail away And find tranquility The canvas can do miracles Just you wait and see Believe me It's not far to never never land No reason to pretend And if the wind is right you can find the joy Of innocence again The canvas can do miracles Just you wait and see Believe me Sailing Takes me away To where I've always heard it could be Just a dream and the wind to carry me And soon I will be free Fantasy It gets the best of me When I'm sailing All caught up in the reverie Every word is a symphony Won't you believe me It's not far back to sanity At least it's not for me And when the wind is right you can sail away And find serenity The canvas can do miracles Just you wait and see Believe me 2009/3/25 La Maison en Petits CubesThis animated short film - La Maison en Petits Cubes (The House of Small Cubes) by Kunio Kato won this year's Oscar in its category. A reflection of a global issue, as well as a deep, moving human factor in it.
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2009/3/22 Mucha's Moon and Stars seriesWhat's been occuping my free time lately - besides taking my dead car to Kragen for a new battery after finding out it was the 6 month old battery that wouldn't hold charge, is replicating the 4-panel Moon and Stars series of art nouveau master Alfons Mucha. The first time I saw Mucha's work was last year at Caixa Forum in Madrid, and the imagery of his paintings and his artistic ability were simply astounding.
Since I am doing drawing/painting in my free time, I thought, why not do one of Mucha's decorative panels? I went on to do a watercolor version of the Moon, since it was one of the four that first captured my eyes. It's intriguing how Mucha put female figures in almost all of his paintings, and almost always in an earthy setting. For example, in the panel of the Moon, he depicted a girl draped in cloth in front of a crescent moon and a star-studded night sky. The girl appears to be naughty - or shy, however you want to view it, covering her mouth with her hand like she's holding a secret.
After the Moon was finished, I thought, why not do all 4 of them? So I am working on that. In the photo album of the same title, you can find each painting broken down in steps, painted in watercolor and on poor man's canvas (two pieces of A4 sized watercolor papers taped together).
Mucha
2009/3/5 World full of nutsOkay, I think I have been holding this blog entry back for long enough, and I just can't wait to share it with you - that is, share my pain with you. Warning: ranting ahead.
1. My creepiest, weird-ass housemate Mr. Chen
Last August, I moved into the house that I am living now and have high praises for. The environment is great, the people are nice, I really got nothing to complain about. But, I got introduced by the landlady to one of the three housemates whose room is just next to mine. I quickly greeted him. At first, I thought this 30-something Chinese guy was shy, since he dodged and evaded - basically did not answer the simplest questions like what's your name, what do you do now, and is your family here? And he did so with a nervous pace back and forth with his head down and his eyes not meeting mine. He basically does not interact with anyone in the house unless he absolutely has to, and either stays in his room or in the kitchen cooking (sometimes as late as midnight).
I thought I would try breaking the ice again after a few weeks, but to no avail. When I was in the kitchen with him once, I opened up trying to have a conversation and asked what his name was. After failing to recognize the characters based on his pronunciation, I wanted to see how he would write it. Being as weird as he is, he kinda waved it off, and said just call him Mr. Chen. I was like WTF, are you some f***ing big shot? You don't deserve my respect to call you Mister. I asked again how the people at his work would call him (at some lab of some university), then I'd call him that too. He said Mr. Chen. Right... you are not a boss, and even if you are, that's just such a bull, especially in a society where calling people by the first names is very common place. I call my boss by first name. I just wonder what kind of secret he is hiding or why he's hiding it. Is he secretly working for some Chinese intelligence agency that he's not revealing his identity?
From then on, I gave up trying to have a consersation with him - it would just seem to make him uncomfortable. After a few months, I concluded that he's a socially-inept and miserable loner who doesn't have a life nor any friends and who locks his room even when he is just going downstairs to cook. He would walk back to his room and close the door when he sees me coming upstairs or walking out of bathroom even when he's a few steps out of his room. When he and I are both in the kitchen/dining area, he sometimes stares at me with an impolite and almost-upset look when I am down in the kitchen cooking. I mean, seriously, WTF are you looking at?
A new twist on the episode of weird-ass housemate happened again a week ago and today. It was evening and dark, I was walking towards home on our street and noticed a parked car with headlights on. I also saw a big dent on the front bumper and recognized it was Mr. Chen's. Then I had a glimpse into the driver's seat. He was there, I think he saw me and he quickly hunched over and covered his face with his hand. I think he had just arrived home, and I pretended that I didn't see him nor make the connection between that dented Civic and the owner (as he was so obviously eager to hide), and continued walking towards home. This is the most bizarre person I have ever known. Seriously. And today, I left home for work at about the same time he did. He was starting his car, and I walked towards the bus stop. Then instead of him driving past me on the street, I heard a engine humming behind and following me as I was walking. I pretended it was normal and didn't look back (as doing so might mortify him...or something), and kept on walking. We went on separate directions so I bet that took a load off him.
After seeing such news as the crazy ass Chinese dude decapitating a fellow passenger on a Greyhound in Canada and another crazy ass Chinese dude decapitating a woman at Virginia Tech, I am starting to worry about my safety. Not worrying so much as in gruesome physical injury/death like that, but perhaps something like an intentional poisoning.... I do keep my food and drinks in the common fridge, and I presume he does have access to lethal chemicals in his lab. Maybe the situation isn't as bad as I think, but for now, I try not to agitate him.
2. Woman calling in search of the truth
Tonight, I got a phone call that beats 'em all in the category of the most bizarre phone calls. This is what happened:
A woman in maybe her 50-60s called (area code 606 - from Kentucky, and imagine a southern accent)
Woman: "Who is this?"
I got annoyed right away...hey you called me!
Me: "Who is THIS?"
There was a moment of silence and I spoke.
Me: "Who are you looking for?"
Woman: "What?"
Me: "Who are you supposed to look for?"
Woman: "Well, to tell you the truth, I think my husband is cheatin' on me, and I saw this number written on a piece of paper..."
Me: "Oh, you've got the wrong number."
At that point, that was too surreal for me to say something smart-ass like "he ain't cheatin' on you wit' me."
And of course like many other people who call the wrong numbers, she called again, and hung up after my Hello.
2009/3/1 Begun my art hobby hasSome acrylic paint and brushes and sketch pencils have been in my possession ever since the Hell Hole days, but I've never done any serious artwork - despite that much free time I had. I have promised myself that I would pick up drawing and painting after submitting the grad school application and the whole GMAT ordeal. So this Sunday I spent a few hours sketching and watercoloring.
I almost forgot how much of a pleasure making art was, and a great pastime at that. I am thinking if this science and business career doesn't work out, I may as well sell them on the street for a few bucks (assuming somebody would buy them).
2009/1/24 Signing off from EspañaSix years ago, Mom was assigned to the TECO in Madrid, Spain. This week she's officially being transferred back since her term is complete. A lot of things happened since 2003, we had our shares of ups and downs, happiness and sorrow. These six years may sound like a long time to most of us, but they seemed like yesterday to me. Some of my memories were as fresh as the pictures that were snapped moments ago. Maybe it's because I have grown out of the kid I used to be, and started to have a deeper understanding of life and took a better look at events happening around me. Milestones were laid along the road these years: I went from grad school to getting my first real job in the industry and now back to academia, our beloved Dad and Grandma passed away, and Bro went from single to being married. It's those life-changing events and friends who care, that give meanings to life and make life precious and worthwhile.
In these years, Mom had served her country well, maintained (if not, bettered) the good diplomatic ties to the Spanish government, and provided great assistance to the nationals traveling overseas. Although leaving that wonderful place she called home (and what I've been calling a great vacation spot... I am going to miss Madrid) all these years and saying goodbyes to all the friends she made there is difficult, she's happy to be back in Taiwan. After all, that's where the home is.
Group sending off Mom at Barajas Airport in Madrid 1/23/09 (photo courtesy of Eusebio)
2009/1/20 Witnessing history
Today, Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.'s dream was realized when Barack Obama was inaugurated as the 44th President of the United States of America. If you asked me 4 years ago if the US would have a black president, I would say that it's certainly possible but probably not in my lifetime. What this election demonstrated to us was the public's desire to change after 8 years of Bush administration, and in the midst of all that, the American people decided that they would also break the racial barrier and give the skinny black kid a chance. The public reaction to this phenomenon - starting from campaigns, election, to the inauguration - was most unprecedented. I mean, have you seen herds of people flying into Washington D.C. to witness this event, or teachers having their classes to watch it live on TV, or support groups gathering to watch it live on jumbotrons in various cities.... when any other white presidents were sworn in? At times, I couldn't help but to think that without media, Obama's victory would not have been possible. Although the media would like to claim that they are politically neutral, generally they lean towards left and favor Democrats in this day and age. In my opinion, the media did more harm than good to McCain's campaign (see also: jokes on Palin). Obama was able to reach across the nation and talk about his visions, with the tailwind of media behind him. Being an elegant speaker that he is, which is a plus, Obama has been idolized and become a media darling, and a poster boy for change in the America. Can't blame a nation for wanting a hero in a desperate time like this. Let's also think for a moment that, if there were no media whatsoever to generate people's demand for knowledge and truth, Bush probably wouldn't have been branded the most unpopular president in history. Judas sang this to Jesus (from Jesus Christ Superstar): "...Now why'd you choose such a backward time
And such a strange land? If you'd come today You could have reached a whole nation Isreal in 4 BC Had no mass communication..."
Whether Obama can bring about positive changes in America, we won't know until a couple of years into his presidency. But without a doubt, Obama has become a synonym for change and inspired millions.
2009/1/9 AMANAPLANACANALPANAMA= A MAN, A PLAN, A CANAL, PANAMA
The title is an example of palindrome, which is a word or phrase that can be read in either direction. My PI brought it up in conversation after I asked him to proofread my essays (or mini-autobiography) and write recommendation for me. I thought it was interesting and appropriate in regards to my situation - although I am not in Panama anymore.
2009/1/1 New Year's Resolutions of 2009As the tradition of this blog, I list out new year's resolutions every year. What I'd like to do is bring out last year's resolutions and check off ones I have achieved. Well, since I didn't do any resolution for 2008, I am going to guess what I would have written.
1. Leave the Hell Hole
2. Find a better job
3. ...
Check, check! Even though year 2008 was rather uneventful to me, and much of it was spent in unemployment, it brought me an accidental trip to Spain, France, and Italy, and took me out of Hell Hole and placed me into what I'd consider the best working environment ever. What a nice year 2008 was, eh? Without further ado, here is my new year resolution (and again, more like a wishlist) for 2009.
1. Enter THE program
....
Well, that was easy.
This year's crystal ball in the Big Apple featured all LED lights, as opposed to old school light bulbs like in 1978 (pictured), is twice as big as last year's ball (bigger the better!), and will be a permanent fixture in the Time Square.
2008/12/12 My writer's blockLately I've been battling with writer's block, as I was trying to come up with responses to the three essays that the school application required. The deadline is still a few weeks away, but I wanted to have them so my recommenders could read and get to know me better as a candidate. It took me days to write them, as I went down the memory lane and did some soul searching. Hopefully these essay will tell the readers where I was, where I am now, and where I am going.
This sure ain't writting blogs...
Just to let you know what the topics are:
1. How have people, events, and/or situations in your life influenced who you are today?
2. What do you consider to be your most important personal and professional accomplishments to date?
3. Why have you decided to enter the program? Why is this the appropriate time for you to begin?
Curious as to what I wrote? Please reply to this message at the bottom and have your credit card ready.
2008/11/5 Obama won, chickens won, but gays lost**For those who aren't familiar with California ballot propositions: Prop 2 asks for better standards to confine farm animals, and Prop 8 eliminates the right of same-sex couples to marry.
America's 44th and first black president to be elected. And Obama didn't even need California electoral votes to surpass 270.
2008/11/3 Brush with fame (or is it notoriety?)This morning I went and got my eyes checked out at UCLA's Jules Stein, and kinda ran into a celebrity. While I was waiting in the waiting area, the doctor's assistant announced "Mr. Eisner," and this got my attention ...cuz it's not a common name. So as I thought he would be, Michael Eisner emerged from the waiting area full of patients, walked towards me and into an exam room.
Michael Eisner, the CEO of Disney 1984-2005, was ousted by the company for turning Walt Disney into a "rapacious, soul-less" company among many other accusations by Roy E. Disney, and was made fun of several times on Family Guy (of course! I'd expect the same for CEO of Enron or AIG - but what's the fun in that if no one really knows them anyway?). Now Eisner is doing well I suppose, he's even got a show on CNBC.
2008/10/27 O Mio Babbino CaroO mio babbino caro
Mi piace è bello, bello Vo' andare in Porta Rossa a comperar l'anello! Sì, sì, ci voglio andare! e se l'amassi indarno, andrei sul Ponte Vecchio, ma per buttarmi in Arno! Mi struggo e mi tormento! O Dio, vorrei morir! Babbo, pietà, pietà! Babbo, pietà, pietà! O my dear papa 2008/10/12 倫敦傳真:經濟蕭條也是祝福
2008-10-12 【江靜玲】
可以想像,保守黨黨魁卡麥隆在大會上演說自然也未能如去年一般受到大眾側目與讚揚。實際上,在全世界主要國家,從美國、歐洲到亞洲,政府釋出一個接著一個的紓困計畫和救市方案,全球股市不但不見上揚,還天天下跌,甚至出現狂瀉的情況下,大眾焦慮的不只是金融市場上信心重建的問題而已,老百姓們對政府政策制定者和政客們的信心也因此產生了很大的疑問。
也難怪,此刻,只要經濟不好轉,執政者,怎麼做都不對;在野者,如何說,聽的人都有限。卡麥隆在保守黨年會上超過一小時的演說,講到現在的英國需要一個「有視野、有遠景、有策略」的政黨和領袖時,軟弱的連他自己恐怕都覺得快虛脫了,卡麥隆心知肚明,這種華而不實的政治術語,在這個節骨眼上,他連自己都無法說服,遑論大眾。
但是,卡麥隆說了一句話,卻得到了莫大的掌聲。他說,「我們今天生活在一個支離破碎的世界裡,我們的社會是一個破裂的社會…」。掌聲,來自於眾人心有戚戚的共鳴。
在保守黨召開年會的那一周,英國的社會新聞包括一群青少年逼迫一個青少年跳樓後,還用手機拍下屍體傳閱;一個銀行主管因協助一名遭到街頭混混毆打的人,而活活的被踢死;一個室內裝修老板,因為發現僱用的工人仿冒簽名,以他的支票盜領了八百多英鎊(約四萬五千元台幣)後,把這名工人雙手反綁,並在其胸前掛了一張大看板,上面寫著「我是小偷」,一路押著到警察局去。
這些野蠻行徑,令英國大眾覺得不可思議的恐怖,同時驚覺,過去十餘年來,汲汲營營,浮躁與貪婪,已在英國社會上醞釀出一股新的不安。
當急功近利已成為一種社會共通性,什麼是醫治破碎社會的良方呢?
「慢城」、「慢食」這些與新生活環保運動相關的主張,並非全新的觀念。但「慢一點」,似乎因為這次的金融危機,更加落實到一般日常生活中。為了節約能源,英國的大眾交通運輸和私人汽車,行駛速度,慢了下來,騎單車和利用運河水道通勤的人數增加了。當荷包不再充裕,無法到酒吧或餐廳小飲用餐時,人們開始自己在家做飯,慢慢烹調,慢慢食用。從書架中抽出卅年的老食譜,赫然發現,原來當時已有無脂蛋糕,也不難做,只是花點時間而已。
不再有預算去渡假時,人們想起距離住家不遠處,很久沒有造訪的林間小道,周末假日,與家人朋友邀約一起慢慢地漫步在其間。不需要付費的畫廊和博物館,是另一選擇。一直找不到時間想讀的書,因為生活慢了下來,如今也可以緩緩細讀。從環保節約、烹飪到散步與文學,這些不必花費太多金錢,但在快速消費的時代裡,遭到絕大多數人忽視和遺忘的生活方式與社會價值,因為經濟蕭條,慢慢回來了。
對於一個價值觀失焦的破碎社會,能夠有機會慢下來,想一下,有時候,可能真的是一種祝福。
2008/9/29 Going green (at least on weekdays)Whether you like it or not, we are in an era where the increasing cost of everything is driving people to choose alternatively, and to do things out of their comfort zones. This impact was felt just when I started working in August. Surely the situation isn't going to improve anytime soon now that we are in a state of pseudo-recession and the economy is breaking down.
Everything costs in LA, even parking for employees here costs a whopping $732 to park for a year (yeah, you tell me), and the cost will only go up year after year. The gas to go round-trip between home and work everyday adds up too... fortunately it's only 4 miles local one-way (with traffic it would take 20-30 minutes). After two months of parking, I thought, if I could cut down, the saving would be considerable. But how to save? Several options were considered:
1. Carpool. The saving would only be half of the costs of parking and gas. Not ideal.
2. Biking. Could be nice but the road trip is kinda hazardous, and I don't wanna get sweaty and stinky after the biking exercise to work. Although this is totally green.
3. Bus. Fortunately, I don't live far from work, and there are 2 bus lines that operate here and go straight to work. The only disadvantage is, time is not in my total control. On top of the normal amount of time I'd take to drive to work (20-30 min), there is going to be the wait time and bus pick-up/drop off time, which doesn't take too long. Two lines overlapping the route mean higher frequency of the buses, so the wait time is going to be short. The sweet deal is that the pass is negotiated at only $22.5 for 3.5 months!
The bus option is a no brainer. Not only would I save money and gas, I would also reduce the carbon emission on my part. I am all for being environment friendly, and I encourage you to do the same too.
Powered by natural gas, which is cleaner than diesel fuel
2008/9/2 Before you vote...Interesting pieces of statistics, and something to think about in this presidential election season...
Which Party Is Better for Stocks?Posted on Friday, August 29, 2008, 12:00AM
I would venture to say that most investors, especially those with substantial portfolios, are Republicans. After all, the GOP is the party that champions free markets, capital accumulation, and low taxes, principles that appeal to wealthy investors. And historically, the initial reaction of the market to a Republican presidential victory confirms this thesis. During the last 120 years, the Dow Jones Industrial Average rose 0.7% on the day following a Republican victory in the presidential elections while it has fallen 0.5% the day after a Democrat captured the White House However, a closer look tells a far different story. Over that same 120 year period, the average annual stock market return has totaled only 8.25% under Republican rule, while it has returned 10.85% with Democrats in power. Over the past 60 years, this trend has been more pronounced. The Democrats have held the presidency only 41% of that time, but under their rule the average annual return has been 15.26%, more than six percentage points higher than the 9.01% return under Republicans. Good and Bad Presidencies Returns during the last two administrations support these conclusions. The return on the market under the Clinton administration (1992-2000) was 19% per year, the highest of any president since Calvin Coolidge led the country in the mid 1920s. On the contrary, the real return so far under G.W. Bush has been a measly 0.22%, and an even worse minus 2.69% return once inflation is subtracted. This return is the second worst of the postwar period, exceeded only by the negative 7% real return under the Nixon administration. In fact the Nixon and Bush Republican administrations were the only two periods since The Great Depression when shareholders suffered after-inflation losses in the stock market. The worst real stock returns over the last 120 years were suffered under Hoover, who captured the White House on November 6, 1928. That was not a propitious time to start investing in stocks. Less than a year later, the Great Stock Crash overwhelmed equities and the subsequent bear market eventually drove down stock prices a record 89%. Investors who bought stock when Hoover was elected lost more than 20% per year before he was voted out of office in November 1932. The stock market under Democrat Franklin Roosevelt, who was much despised by Republicans and other free-marketers during his record 13-year hold on the presidency, actually did well. Stocks experienced real returns of nearly 9% a year from 1932 to 1945, considerably above the 6.5% average real returns on the market. Returns under Roosevelt were good since he became president when stock prices were low and the US was wrapping up its victory in World War II when Roosevelt suddenly died. Gridlock Is Good But who controls the presidency is not the only influence on stock returns. Congress also turns out to be very important. And despite all the hand-wringing about Congressional gridlock, the market does best when Congress is controlled by a different party than the presidency. Here are the facts. Since 1948, stock returns have averaged 13.89% when there has been a Democratic Congress and a Democratic President. But returns have been a whopping 22.4% when there has been a Democratic president and the opposition Republicans have controlled the Congress. The same phenomenon occurs when the Republicans have occupied the White House. Returns have averaged only 9.77% when the Republicans controlled Congress as well as the presidency. But these returns were boosted to 10.76% when the opposition Democrats controlled both the House and the Senate and a robust 16% when Congress was split between the Democrats and Republicans. This means that the margin by which stock returns under Democratic presidents beat the returns under Republicans is cut in half when the same party controls both Congress and the White House. Lessons for the Upcoming Elections Since Congress is certain to stay Democratic after this November's election, it might be good for the stock market to have a Republican president. Keeping a check on a free-spending Congress is in investors' interests. But remember, elections are far from the only factor influencing stock returns. The 2000-2002 bear market that followed the technology bubble would have been equally disastrous even if Al Gore received a few more votes in Florida and had been selected president in November 2000. And Hoover's fate was sealed once the market hit speculative highs in 1929. So don't time the market to the elections. Studies have shown that buying stocks when prices are reasonable, as they are now, will be a long-run winning strategy no matter who is elected president. 2008/8/11 Settled and back at workSo I've been back in the States for about 20 days, and just finished my first week at the new job. I have noticed I tend to leave my blog deserted when I am either very busy or not busy at all... an oxymoron, I know.
Long story short, after making a rather quick decision on when to come back to the US, I flew back and immediately was busy searching for apartments in LA. When the places listed on Craigslist seemed to suck and all seemed to fail and the start date was quickly approaching, I found a big room in a big house in a quiet residential neighborhood at a bargain price, and 10 min drive from work (without traffic, equivalent of 4 miles). I love a good last-minute luck. The landlord and people at work all seem friendly and easygoing, which is important.
And someday maybe l'll get back working on the much anticipated (or are they?) trip albums...
2008/7/7 Revisiting ItalyHoly cow, it's about time I blog my Italy travel that took place a month ago! I apologize for my laziness, and a total blatant disregard to my mission statement (which is write things while memory is fresh).... Looks like I am going to have to do lots of guesswork this time.
I'd like to try a new format on the week-trip to Italy. That is, instead of posting pictures in the regular blog, I would like to post them in separate photo albums, categorized by locations and days, whichever the situation calls for. I would of course comment on each picture, but with the limits of MSN Spaces, I wouldn't be able to comment as lengthy as I want it to be. This way, my front page would not be as photo-heavy as before (which for some computers it'd take forever to load and could eventually crash in the process... e.g my old 2002 Dell), and be more user-friendly.
The schedule was as follows:
Day 1 (Wed, 6/11): Madrid, Spain -> Venice, Italy
Day 2 (Thu, 6/12): Venice, Italy
Day 3 (Fri, 6/13): Venice, Italy -> Rome, Italy
Day 4 (Sat, 6/14): Rome, Italy
Day 5 (Sun, 6/15): Tivoli, Italy
Day 6 (Mon, 6/16): Frascati, Italy
Day 7 (Tue, 6/17): Rome, Italy
Day 8 (Wed, 6/18): Rome, Italy -> Madrid, Spain
Some of the photo credits go to Eusebio, who accompanied me on the trip, because some of his pictures are just fabulous and better than mine.
The Nutcracker and the gay paradeThe Imperial Russian Ballet came to town recently, and will perform a number of famous ballets in the month of July, starting off with the Nutcracker. Still impressed by Swan Lake she saw in Czech Republic, Mom got tickets for us to the Nutcracker. So last Saturday (7/5) we went to see it at Compac Gran Via Theater on Gran Via in Madrid.
Eh, no, not this nutcracker.
The bus route 133 goes directly to Gran Via from home. However the ride was cut short when we were about to arrive at our destination near Plaza de Espana. There were police cars blocking a lengthy part of Gran Via. We had to get off the bus and walk to the theater. By talking to a pedestrian, we knew that there was going to be the annual gay parade that evening, taking place on Gran Via. Mom said she ran into this event around the same time last year, not knowingly, said it was a total chaos, and she spent 20 minutes just trying to cross from one side of the road to the other. Oh, that's just great.
Calm before the storm. Such a great photo opportunity at otherwise busy Gran Via
Front of Teatro Compac Gran Via
Left: the chandelier inside the theater. Right: a scene from the Nutcracker, image from internet.
It was probably my second time enjoying a ballet. One of the beauties of ballets is that it goes beyond the language barrier and can be understood without words being spoken; it's like watching a silent film with an orchestra in the background. A beauty that I appreciate - I would have missed out on things if it were spoken in Spanish.
The Nutcracker broke the stereotype of ballets being all serious and melancholy. It was quite joyous and uplifting, and I can imagine why it's popular with children and played often during the Christmas time. The ballet was performed in 2 acts in 2 hours. There are different stage versions and plots of the ballet, but the only constant is Tchaikovsky's Nutcracker Suite that people couldn't be more familiar with. As I watched every ballet dancers dance, I couldn't begin to imagine how many years they put into the work, to achieve the graceful nature of the seemingly difficult postures, and their every movement was in-sync with the music.
When we got out of the theater at 9 PM, it was the height of the gay parade. The rainbow flags were everywhere, and flamboyant gay people were loaded onto container trucks, parading down Gran Via and professing their sexual orientation. Gran Via was crowded with gay groups, tourists, onlookers, what have you (= pickpockets' heaven!), YMCA was being played out loud... man, it was an orgy. I couldn't resist wondering: how many people here were with AIDS?
Luckily, we were able to get out of the chaos quickly and got on the bus towards home.
Hehe... gaydar. In case you were wondeirng, I didn't shoot anything people under 18 shouldn't see.
2008/6/30 Into the heart of Basque Country - Day 3(Continued from Into the heart of Basque Country - Day 2)
Sunday, June 8th, 2008: La Rioja -> Madrid, SpainThis modern hotel we stayed at, though had everything we needed (except maybe refrigerator), did not include continental breakfast for the low price we paid. So the grocery we bought last night at Carrefour included today's breakfast. Things like milk and orange juice, we made sure they would do okay without refrigeration. Europe has a lot of non-refrigerated drinks like that... coming from the states where things like that always need to be refrigerated, it raised red flag to me, I wonder if there's a lot of preservatives in them.
La Rioja is probably best known for producing wines. We had made a tour appointment with one of the bodegas (Spanish for cellars) - Marques de Riscal, to give us a tour today to see how wines are made. It's interesting how I had many opportunities to check out wineries at Napa Valley in northern California but never went, now I came all the way to Spain for this, which for all I know could be better than Napa. Today continued the tradition of yesterday, and started the day off with clouds, chill, and some drizzles.
First stop was Bodegas Ysios. We came here purely for an eye feast on its architecture. If this wavy, odd-looking thing (below) weren't built in the middle of vineyards, you'd probably think it was an airport.
Bodegas Ysios was designed by the famous Spanish architect Santiago Calatrava. The idea of the wave is said to come from how it would look like when barrels of wine are stacked up.
Maybe it was a Sunday, doors were closed to the public (below). I was curious about what it looked like inside, so I went and found this website - this may appeal to people interested in architecture. Judging from the inside pictures, and having been on-site to know the size of the cellar, I found that the whole building was practically dedicated to be "bodegas," and left with only a small area for a visitor's center. I guess Marques de Riscal, which we would visit next, had more money and land to allocate its cellars, visitor's center, and hotel in separate locations.
Access denied.
What I liked about the design of Bodegas Ysios was it was generous, not to the extent of extravagant, yet it retained practicality and functionality. The main building materials: aluminum roof and wooden paneled walls, were an appropriate combination and easy to look at.
This feels just like I am in some corner of Utopia, kind of.
Thousands of new empty wine bottles arrived on crates, ready to be filled up.
It was far from the harvest season; the little beady grapes were just budding out.
We left Ysios for the tour appointment of Marques de Riscal at noon. Marques de Riscal is located in Elciego (Spanish for "the Blind"), Spain. Not only known for being one of the oldest winemakers in the region, it's probably best known for the recent opening of its hotel in 2006 (and even better known for the visit by Brangelina). The hotel, designed by the world renowned Canadian architect Frank Gehry, intended to (excerpt from Arcspace) "...redefine and invigorate its public image, Marques de Riscal commissioned the design of a small building intended to provide a unique experience for visitors to the winery," since traditionally the wineries in the region are not open to the public.
You can spot where Marques de Riscal is right away, because it is THAT visible (see picture below). Similar to the steely, wiggly appearance of the Guggenheim Museum in Bilbao, the building had Gehry's signature all over it.
Marques de Riscal (image from Arcspace)
We parked the car, and waited for our tour guide at the winery store. They had a variety of products and accessories at the store; anything wine-related, such as the skin conditioning cream made from the grape seed extract.
One feature of Marques de Riscal (not sure if they are the first and only) is some of their wine bottles wear golden fishnets.
Left: Frank Gehry Selection 2002, one bottle has the price tag of whopping 232 Euros. Right: the boxes have the picture of the hotel on them, and the image of the hotel has also become their symbol and trademark.
Our guide came to take us on the tour. Along in the tour with four of us was an old English couple, and we decided the tour would be in English - thank God. The tour guide, who was also store staff, was a young man in his late 20s early 30s, from La Rioja region, and went to England to study Chemistry. He spoke pretty good English with some accent, and when he spoke fast like it was his Spanish, I would tend to lose him. But he was way better than the Italian guide we had at the Colosseum.
We were led into the newly built complex of buildings, and into a small auditorium to watch a short informercial, to know some basics of what Marques de Riscal was.
After the movie, we were led outside, heading to the actual cellars where they process grapes, store the juice, and age them. We were able then to see the hotel up close on the way there. Since we couldn't go anywhere where the tour route didn't go, I've included some images (from Arcspace) showing the hotel at different angles, just to give you some perspective other than our angle.
Images from Arcspace
Doesn't it look like ribbons of scrap metal straight out of junk yard? I kid, I kid. The hotel was decorated in panels of gold and pink titanium, and mirror finish stainless steel. Good thing that the whole building wasn't made of those metal pieces, otherwise it would have been helluva hot in the summer. The idea of the flowy ribbon-like strips came about because they looked like curly grape vines to Gehry, according to the guide. What an imagination. For more pictures and information, you can check out Arcspace or Marques de Riscal official website.
Next place looked so familiar to me, because I saw some of these things in chemical engineering textbooks.
This gigantic 2-story tall stainless steel reservoirs, if I remember it right, were used to store batches of juice extract from the grapes temporarily. After careful selection, the batches that met the criteria would be stored in wooden barrels. When the guide told us about the temperature control - heat exchange using warm and cold water, or pH monitoring, it was no stranger to me.
We were led downstairs to see more processing units. As soon as we went into the actual working area, the hint of wine was pervasive in the air. If the smell were any stronger, I wonder if you could get drunk just by standing here.
Automatic mechanical grape-crushers. I held the urge of asking the tour guide if wines made a long time ago simply tasted better because of the human foot factor.
There's a wealth of knowledge in selecting types of wood (such as oak or maple) to make wine barrels out of. The difference would factor in the final taste of wine. This was one of the new cellars, and if I remember correctly, the majority of the wines here don't get stored in these barrels more than 2-5 years.
The cellars we just visited were their modern expansion, in the new, well-lit, clean fashion. Now we were going to see the old cellars in the old, dark, damp kind of way. These old cellars have been used since the late 1800s, and it was always exciting for me to see antiques, and imagine what people were doing with those things back then.
These huge wooden barrels would be olden-day equivalent of the 2-story tall stainless steel reservoirs we just saw. Placed at the end of the hallway, there was a mechanical grape-crusher, much much older than the ones we just saw also.
Barrels and barrels of wine in the old cellars. On the right side, these were obviously new barrels. To make use of the cellar space they have available, they would still place new barrels in the old cellars.
We were down in the dungeon. It was moldy everywhere, on the walls, on the barrels. It could be a health risk for people with asthma. The stone-walled cellars are good at maintaining at certain temperature and humidity, provide great storage location for the wine.
We came up to the ground level, and were led into the oldest cellar they had there (below), dated 1860. This was the place where they stored all the good stuff.
They had 6 barrels on reserve for the current King of Spain (not sure if these were provided to the King every harvest). On the barrel these words were embossed "Royal Harvest for his Majesty the King Juan Carlos I."
This was probably Marques de Riscal's most treasured place. Shelves after shelves of bottles of wine, apparently not touched for ages and covered in dust, all of these wines were their private collections and not for sale. The tour guide said the last time these dusty bottles were opened was for the opening ceremony of their hotel, in which its architect Frank Gehry was also present.
This odd-looking thing was used to cut open bottles from the bottleneck. The tongs would be heated red-hot by the blue Bunsen burner-looking canister, and used to clip the bottle by the neck. The bottleneck would break nicely due to extreme heat. This is the way they open the bottles that have been stored in decades, to avoid the decaying cork from disintegrating into pieces (which could fall into the wine) during un-corking.
The final stop of the tour was wine-tasting. Our guide took out Marques de Riscal's red and white wines, and had us try both along with him. We all joked to him that it was such a nice job that he got to drink wines everyday. So nice a thought of working here crossed my mind. I liked the taste of their white wine, fruity and rich in flavors. But here's a fellow who couldn't hold his wines, I felt light-headed after a couple of glasses. Mom showed the same symptom too, in fact the wine probably was the reason that spoiled her appetite for the lunch we had later on.
Deep in thoughts, or dozing off?
Contrary to what the picture may suggest, Mom did not drink that many glasses of wine.
Eusebio and the red-faced me.
We bought some bottles of wine at the store, and headed out for lunch. A couple of business strategies I took home with after visiting Ysios and Marques de Riscal:
- If you build it, they will come. (We came, didn't we?)
- If your wines don't sell/taste so good, hire a renowned architect to make your property extraordinary and news-worthy, it would boost sales (and we did buy wines)
- Heck, hire a renowned architect anyway if you have the money.
We ventured into the little town of Elciego, and looked for a place for lunch. Didn't find anything. Eusebio asked a local elder, who suggested there was a restaurant that he liked in the neighboring town Laguardia. So we took his words.
Mom and a garden of flowers on a wine barrel.
Another great angle of Marques de Riscal hotel
On the way to Laguardia
We found the restaurant Las Postas by a gas station on the road outside Laguardia. Didn't look like much from the outside nor inside, but there were a bunch of locals in groups and families having their lunch here. The food and service were surprisingly great and pricey (over 20 Euros per person on average) for a little pueblo.
Left: Fabada (pork stew with beans), loved the pickled green chili peppers and dried tomato marinated with minced garlic as condiments...yummy. Right: ice cream and the kind of artsy decoration you'd only expect in metropolitan cities showed up in this pueblo.
Before we left for Madrid, we drove around for last photo opportunities since the sun had already showed up.
Bodegas Ysios
Marques de Riscal hotel
On the way back to Madrid, we overlapped El Camino de Santiago (Way of St. James), which is a major Christian pilgrimage route to the Cathedral of Santiago de Compostela in northwestern Spain. The Cathedral is the third most popular pilgrimage place, behind Jerusalem and Rome. I first knew of this pilgrimage route concept at the Plaza in front of Pamplona city hall (see Day 1). Legend holds that St. James's remains were carried by boat from Jerusalem to northern Spain where they were buried on the site of what is now the city of Santiago de Compostela. I saw a couple of pilgrims cyclists in Pamplona a couple of days ago, and now maybe one or two walking on the road.
There were signs of this scallop shell symbol along the route, leading the pilgrims to Santiago de Compostela. You can read more interesting history on your own.
Mom, Yolanda, and Eusebio relaxing on the couch of Lerma's "Bathroom Break" Parador.
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