Living in Europe
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Karluv Most or Charles Bridge in Prague was completed in early 15th century |
After four years of full time Squash and tiresome travels from New Zealand, it was time for a change. In July 2009 I had two options: to keep enjoying living in NZ and return to my pre-Squash work life or: to keep playing and move closer to the international circuit. The opportunity presented itself in form of a fellow Squash player based in Europe and I decided to pursue my Squash career further. In a couple of months, I was on my way to The Netherlands.
I had long wanted to live in Europe and experience the diverse cultures of the continent. Since school days I marvelled at the European architecture and the history of its cities. Even though I had visited Europe many a time, living there would be a whole new experience. It would also be beneficial for my Squash. I would be in competition constantly and learn a lot more. Shorter travel times to tournaments would also do a world of good.
The chosen base in The Netherlands was very conveniently located. Schiphol was easy to get to and to access tournament destinations - mostly an hour's flight away. I had never played an international event with such short travel times. From Dublin to Bratislava and Mikelli to Valencia, everything was less than a couple of hours away.
Borderless Europe seemed like one nation and the countries within like cities as I travelled regularly for varoius competitions. I would be finishing training during the day and in a couple of hours be picked up in Venice by my Italian league team manager. The switch from dankjewel to grazie would take a little longer though. Squash made it all very easy as well. I could travel to a place completely new to me and return a few days later having met numerous nice people and made many friends.
The diversity of the continent is nothing less than amazing. Whether it be languages, people, architecture, local delicacies or even weather, it never ceases to catch one's interest. While it snowed in Flevoland, we could walk on the beaches of South Tenerife. It could have buildings centuries of years old as well as impressive modern structures. People could be warm and casual in the south and more direct and structured in the north. You could get raw meat served to you or a mere bunch of frites with a supposedly high end meal.
Despite the challenges of being an expat, daily life in the Netherlands is very convenient. I like the bike culture here and used mine regularly until it got stolen. The public transport system is comfortable and the cities easily accessible. If I sat on a fast train from Amsterdam, I could be in Paris in 3 hours. The Dutch are fluent in English and don't even react to it as a second language which makes life easy. Improvements in my own Dutch have been bigger recently as my goal of learning a new language is also seeing itself to fruition.
Whether I live here longer or move elsewhere, living in Europe has definitely been an excellent experience - enhanced even further by travelling for sport. Whether I was walking through war memorials in Warsaw, or on the 16th century Charles bridge in Prague, whether planning a trip to Edinburgh or taking a walk in Brugge, Europe has certainly left an everlasting impression on my mind.
A waterfall in the backyard
People often ask me about my travels and one question that remains consistent is what my favourite place is. Without any hesitation I respond 'New Zealand' or sometimes 'Aotearoa'. Whenever this conversation takes place, I think about my connection with the place and the reasons for my love for it.
I was a week short of my 15th birthday when I first visited New Zealand. I was training in Sydney at the time and went to play the individual event of the World Juniors in Christchurch in 1994. Travelling by myself and not knowing anyone in NZ, I remember being very anxious. I had no idea that the trip will change my life.
First of all, the Squash was amazing. I knew for sure that thats what I wanted to do with my life. Watching guys like Barada, Borolossy, Lincou and the atmosphere of a Squash tournament inspired me and got me even more keen. I remember playing two warm up events before the main event started and what a great event it was. The memories of the Championships are still fresh in my mind just as they are in the Christchurch Squash Club with the draw still hanging on the wall.
Secondly - the country, the people and the environment totally blew me away. I was staying with Greg Francs who had built his house under the Sumner hill and had a water fall in his backyard! The people in NZ were friendly and polite and the culture very diverse. It wasn't crowded at all, the landscape was out of this world and people loved their sport - I was in paradise.
Since then I travelled the world and always compared places to NZ and nothing came close. Ofcourse, the world is a beautiful place with lovely people and beautiful cultures and I like them all. Europe, The Americas, Asia all have their own beauty but New Zealand is in a league of its own.
Therefore, it was an easy decision for me when I had to choose where to do my final year of studies after 2 years in Singapore. I chose NZ and moved there to stay. Auckland was home - like it is for most immigrants. I knew almost no one there but adjusted very quickly due to my sport and the friendliness of the people. New Zealand made me feel at home from the start.
I remember staying in Kingsland and taking the bus to Queen st everyday, scrolling newspapers for jobs. Squash wasn't on my mind - finding work was. After 3 weeks, I was still without a job, broke and concerned about my future. I called up Squash NZ from a phone booth in the former IMAX and they gave me a lady's number at a club to call to inquire about Squash. It was Aileen I called at Remuera ... and the rest is history.
All roads lead to Rome
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The Colosseum - breathtaking at night
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I could feel the adrenalin pumping through my blood as I walked on the dark cobblestone path on this calm and pleasant night. It was quite a high pace for someone who didn’t know where they were going. The street was bustling – I could feel the atmosphere building up. Forced to stop at a traffic light, looked left and there it was – standing tall and looking majestic – the breathtaking colosseum, I was in Rome!
I had wanted to visit Rome for many years but never got a chance. This time around after being in Europe for nearly a year, I knew I had to do make the visit. I waited for the right time after the European Squash season finished and booked myself a week’s trip with three full days in Rome.
Day 1
The plan was to walk as much as possible looking around the iconic sights in Rome as well as to find some local hotspots preferably as hidden away from the tourists as possible. I could hardly wait to start the day which looked beautiful and pleasant – not hot as I was expecting. I started walking west and hit the beautiful Piazza Venezzia. The marble building is only a 125 years old and looks stunning. There were tourists everywhere – even on a weekday. Further walking took me through the busy streets and atleast one excellent site with ruins from ancient Rome. Further into the city, I sat at Piazza Novona for a while before cutting my way through the narrow streets to the Pantheon. One of my favourite sites in the city this Ancient Roman temple was converted into a Cathedral and still an active one. Inside there were beautiful sculptures and painting along with the tomb of four people including that of Raphael’s. Walking north after lunch, I was at Piazza Espana. The Spanish steps were full of tourist taking a breather and after spending a little while there and using the cleaner than expected public toilet facility – I walked up the steps and headed back to the hotel for a rest. The evening was dedicated to visiting the Colosseum and spending a quiet time in the vicinity. It was a beautiful evening and something I will remember for a long time.
Day 2
I had set the second day aside for the Vatican and its museum which was a short and comfortable bus ride away from Termini. It was busy there with a queue of people to get in. Before getting into the Basilica we walked around the tomb’s of a lot of the Popes including that of Pope John Paul II. The Basilica itself was full of sculptures and a lot of other decorations. It was good to have seen it. It was a long walk around the compound to the Vatican museum. The museum itself was crowded by people as well as beautiful displays. The walk was hard with narrow walkways and the temperature building up. The Sistine Chapel was worth the wait and beautiful to sit in and observe Michalengelo’s work. It had been a few hours of non stop walking by the end of it and I was happy to get back to the hotel and get some rest. In the evening I walked in Trans Tevere - a very nice part of town and the walk on the Tevere river with lovely stalls alongside it was absolutely fantastic.
Day 3
Having seen most of the planned sites, it was time to relax and take it easy on the last day. I gave in to the temptation by a couple of Italian designers and enjoyed gelato at Termini and looking around the area. Also went in to the Santa Maria Maggiorie which was right next door to the hotel and managed to visit a small museum before lunch. After a few hours of rest walked back into the city and ended up looking over the beautiful city from Villa Borghese on an absolutely beautiful evening – a breathtaking view. Dinner at a lovely restaurant with a traditional Italian countryside interior was the perfect way to round up what had been a fantastic trip to the lovely city.
There were other things that I liked about Rome apart from the sites. The easy and quick access to the airports to and from the city, the affordable and organized public transport and vehicles stopping for pedestrians on crossings even in the busiest parts of the city. I would love to be in Rome again one day and who knows it might be soon as they (accurately)say in Italy 'All roads lead to Rome'.
August 2010
Pakistan - the people, the place and more |
An interesting recent conversation with a young man has prompted me to re-post this article. There is plenty that is unknown about Pakistan & its people. I hope to portray the real Pakistan.
History People were attracted by the richness of the Indus valley and migrated to the region from all over the world. The mighty Indus river starts in the world's biggest mountain ranges north of Pakistan and runs through the centre of the land. The abundance of water makes the land fertile and attractive for agriculture. The region has had inhabitants from many different races blending into each other over thousands of years. The Aryans, Greeks, Arabs, Turks, Mongols, Persians, Afghans and later on the Portuguese and the British all wanted a share and ruled some part of it at one stage or the other. Even Alexander made it home for some time in 327 BC. All this brought a wealth of talent, knowledge, culture and a wide range of races, ethnic mixes, languages and foods to the land. In 1947 the British left the land in the custody of locals for the first time in two thousand years – Pakistan was born.
Landscape The country has a diverse and beautiful landscape. Starting with snow capped mountains in the far north, and hills and plateaus below them. Rich agricultural plains occupy the centre and lead to desert towards the south, which ends up at the Arabian sea. Diverse lifestyles, culture, languages and the most delicious food can be seen all the way down the country. Whether its mountain climbing in the north, hiking and skiing in the hills, or fishing, river rafting and boating in the middle to desert motor-rallies and sailing in the south, nature offers plenty to enjoy in Pakistan. One of the very few places in the world where you can ski and surf in the same month.
People and lifestyles
The people of Pakistan are a mix of different races blended together over thousands of years. At the same time there are stark physical differences between the people of different regions. In one state people are blue-eyed with golden hair and in another in the south they look like as if they were from Africa with their glowing dark skin and curly hair. In one part live the descendants of the Mongols who speak Persian and in another the locals who have lived in the land since civilisation began here nearly 4000 years ago.
No matter what their ethnicity, everyone speaks the national language and forms a national culture. The local communities are close-knit and families and friends are a major part of life. Pakistanis are hospitable people and have guests at their places frequently. The people in the country enjoy all the things that life offers anywhere in the world. There are many festivals and celebrations including the two Eid festivals, Basant, which involves flying of kites to mark the start of Spring. The Shandur polo festival is played at the world's highest polo ground in the northern areas of Pakistan.
Food The cultural and ethnic mix definitely brings its treats for the food lovers. Eating is the Pakistanis' favourite sport and taste is never compromised upon. The local food is a mix of Indian, Persian, Turkish and other flavours and recipes blended to form a unique menu. Pakistani food is very different from any other region's food, even its neighbours. There is a lot of dry meat dishes with sauces, and Rotis and Naans are common accompaniments to various dishes. Dessert is compulsory and there are a huge variety of fudges and other sweet dishes. The fruit selection is diverse and mango is the country's favourite fruit. Eating is definitely a treat in Pakistan.
Architecture Pakistan offers a fascinating range of modern and ancient buildings. The forts and palaces of the Mughal emperors are mind blowing. Emperor Shah Jahan who built the Taj Mahal, left his mark in Pakistan as well. There are numerous buildings with beautiful art and calligraphy reminding us of the history of the place. Even the present day architecture shows the beauty of the past. The Prime ministers' office and the Shah Faisal mosque are two of the many pleasing modern sights. All over Pakistan there are beautifully designed Sufi tombs, which hosts thousands of people each year at to celebrate and remember teachings of these wise people.
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The northern areas are full of breathtaking views
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