Islands of Surprise

I knew nothing of the Philippines before arriving here and I’m happy to report I discovered many pleasant surprises. The biggest one would be everyone speaks English. Ok, maybe not everyone, but even in small villages most locals can more or less communicate in English. They all learn English from kindergarten but my guess is it’s probably because TV and movies are in English and not dubbed. Even those that don’t are helpful and nice to me for no apparent reason. What a difference from China!!!

One of the colorful jeepney's

One of the colorful jeepney’s

Manila reminded me of Tel Aviv but once you leave it, it’s a different country and definitely a third world one. Getting around is quite difficult, there are no real bus schedules and the king of the roads are the Jeepney’s, which actually have their own wiki. They started out as old U.S jeeps but today some have progressed to modern small trucks. They are decorated with colorful art and sometimes come with massive loud speakers and really lousy music.

Some tricycles, not yet crammed with people.

Some tricycles, not yet crammed with people.

Their little brother is the tricycle, the local adaptation of a tuk tuk, but here it’s simply a motorbike (or bicycle) which has a cart attached to its side. I was crammed in the tiny cart with 4 other people and two others were siting on the back of the motorbike, one of the sitting on a folded wooden chair attached to the back!

A nude sculptor of Maria Magdalena in Manila university.

A nude sculptor of Maria Magdalena in Manila university.

Christianity is also a very big thing here and there seem to be more churches than McDonalds. I have to be quite careful not to blurt “Jesus Christ” every time I see something strange, which happens quite a lot. But it is a strange brand of Christianity, one that doesn’t seem to try and dress women’s bodies, maybe it’s just too hot for that?

Right now I’m in Contanbaco, a small village which has a nice climbing crag 5 minutes from the village center. I’m the only foreigner in the village right now but I still feel surprisingly comfortable.  I was happy to discover that there are local climbers here that come climbing every weekend and even happier to discover quite a few women amongst them.

One of the women lead climbed a hard 5.12!

One of the women lead climbed a hard 5.12!

If you do plan on coming climbing bring your own gear as unfortunately the gear some of the locals use is not up to safety standards.

Local climbers showing true professionalism bringing a Coffee maker and a hammock to the crag!

Local climbers showing true professionalism bringing a Coffee maker and a hammock to the crag!

Beyond Temptation

First watch this video. Then, after you’ve finished drooling, read on and I’ll tell you all about Macho dancing plus an in-depth interview with Eisa Jocson the contemporary choreographer, dancer and visual artist, from the Philippines you’ve just been seduced by.

MACHO DANCER from Eisa Jocson on Vimeo.

Macho Dancing is basically male strip dancing. In the Philippines this is quite popular amongst both male and female spectators and a unique movement vocabulary has been developed by the dancers.  Eisa has researched this dance form, broken it down and managed to embody it into her ballerina, pole dancer and very female body.

I participated in two Macho Dance classes finding it utterly fascinating how small movements and body language can enable one to project an image beyond their born gender. I was quite surprised when more than anything the class resembled Chi Gong classes I was practicing in china.

The principles are simple:

  • Connect your breath with your movement.
  • Interconnect your entire body putting your whole weight behind every movement and move as if you are immersed in sticky dough.
  • If you don’t have the muscles fake the body position muscular people have. Shoulders held back and up, arms always floating away from the body.
  • Exaggerate your movement by using opposition, If you want to go down first go up, if you want to go right first go left and also separation of your spine.
  • And the most important thing – move as if you are the most handsome guy in the world, completely in love with yourself.

Go on try for yourself! It’s fun!

 

Interview With Eisa Jocson

Both As a Pole and Macho dancer your work has strong elements of seduction. Why do you choose to focus on that and how does it make you feel?

I think it’s a very elementary instinct we all have it. It’s quite raw and open. Desire is desire it doesn’t hide that it is anything else than that. I’m drawn to things that have this taboo because I don’t believe in it and on top of that there is a lot of skill involved, it’s not just desire that happens it’s constructive desire. It’s very precise, it’s craftsmanship.

It’s so normal to me that I forget that it is a taboo. I forget that I am the subject of desire, I approach it quite straight on. What makes me sad is that desire is being pushed to the margins on one side while actually being used by the consumerist main stream and hidden in an allusion in advertisements.

Eisa Jocson

Eisa Jocson

What is the strangest reaction you’ve had to one of your works?

It was an endearing strange one, a gay man wanting to marry me as a macho dancer and woman wanting to be me as a macho dancer.  I really like hearing feedback because if you listen they are basically divulging themselves in the process. I feel those that are giving the feedback are in a vulnerable position.

Would you consider yourself or your work Feminist?

I haven’t brushed up on my feminist view. It could be and it could also not be. It depends on the books I am currently reading. It’s shifting and that’s good because it means the work is evolving.

Where did the idea come from to do Macho dancing and how did you train for it and does it affect you?

I was introduced to it by a relative and went to a club and thought it was fascinating and shared it with an artist friend from Singapore. In other places the shows are very different they are more narrative and less focused on the craft of the body.

At the beginning I went to see the shows and slowly slowly I asked them to teach me. It was a difficult process just to be in that space and ask them to teach something they don’t really teach. In the beginning they were a bit doubtful they thought I was baiting them into a bachelorette party, the Macho’s would come with assistants in case something happened and I myself would have a friend to learn with me just in case. This interaction isn’t normal, there isn’t a teacher student relationship in the Macho community. Macho dancing has affected my way of being. People close to me can tell, you become more masculine in the normative sense. It shifts your world view. Today after the Macho class I went to the bank as it was closing, usually I’d sweet talk my way into it but somehow the Macho class affected me and I didn’t find it within me to smile and be gentle.

 

In Class

In Class

Did any of your Macho teacher see one of your performances?

Not yet. It’s a fantasy of mine to actually preform in a Macho club. But it’s quite fragile for the people of the industry. How can they wrap their mind around a woman preforming a Macho dance as an artistic practice? Even in the performing dance world it’s a strange thing. I don’t want to come in and impose myself.

What does the Queer community think about your work?

Queer people have been quite enthusiastic I didn’t expect that most of the support would come from them. A transsexual that saw my performance in Zurich was asking me if we do this regularly in the Philippines? If we have a drag king scene? I didn’t even know what that was and I told him that it doesn’t really exit. There were some opposing views from (gay) men who haven’t seen my work and don’t think it can work. After they do see it I think they become confused. It’s quite magical and charming for me when they do find it’s seductive.

In class you said that Macho is all about taking over as much space while Pole dancing is about the illusion of being light and not taking up space what do you think of this from a Gender perspective?

Here (in the Philippines) the stereotype of the Genders are quite strong. The dances are pointing to the hyper of both. I hope one day they can be combined but I’m not sure how it’s going to happen.

Do you feel a different objectification as a pole dancer or macho dancer?

When I’m pole dancing, since I’m a woman doing pole dancing the taboo is much closer to the gender stereotype. They always assume that the act is sexual or objectified because I’m a women in skimpy cloths . In Macho it works better because I’m an outsider, a woman, so it’s fascinating. There is a confusion that you have to manage, how to put you in a box and categorize this object.

Are you trying to fight this objectification?

It’s part of the discourse, it’s a language that is made for objectification so it’s inherently there. But what’s interesting is when you manage to make it disappear while still staying within the form. To still look at the pole dancer, at the same body, but gain this shift in perspective.  You can look at my performances and objectify it in a consuming way but if your intention is not to consume you won’t look at the person as an object.

I wouldn’t say my work is a rebellion. I don’t see anything wrong with what I’m doing, although I’m very careful in the Philippines. I haven’t actually performed the entire piece here, just more subtle pieces focusing on the money transaction. I didn’t take off my top which I do in the Macho Dancer piece. I think if I did that here it would be labeled as a provocation and all the other things might disintegrate. It’s easy to sensationalize my work, A woman doing Macho and the media can just invent some fantastic story about my intentions.

What are your actual intentions with your work?

Just to question constructs that are seemingly fixed or already put in place by society, family history or how you’re brought up. Even just to question your movement habits. Like the habit to cross your legs and take up so little space. Questioning this opens up a different world

 

Eisa will be preforming in Switzerland on the 11-12 of February

On the 17th she’ll be back in manila for an interactive exhibition about macho dancing./p>

Food for Thought

Two food related events in Hong Kong made me rethink some of my concepts about what I put into my body and how. Read on for one of the most researched blogs I’ve written in a while and in my opinion a must read for Vegetarians and Vegans.

Tasted too good to be healthy!

Tasted too good to be healthy!

I was invited by a friend to her dad’s new Raw Vegan restaurant, Greenwoods Raw Cafe. It’s the first of its kind in HK and a first time for me. My sister was a raw vegan for awhile so I knew that meant no animal products and no cooking of basic vegetables and fruits. I’ll admit I came there expecting tasteless salads and was surprised to eat one of the most delicious meals in my life, especially the chocolate and vanilla desserts.

Simon Chau explained that it’s one of the basic ideas behind the place, to show people that raw vegans can eat well, although for him this is only a transitional stage leading toward eating a mono diet, one simple food in every meal or even day, like most animal do. Chau is considered an expert on healthy and green living in HK, and was able to answer all of my nosey questions with a smile. For instance is boiling the tea considered cooking? Do they freeze thing? What do they think about alcohol? (see end of blog for detailed answers)

Chau explaining the use of blender.

Chau explaining the use of blender.

The first of the two indispensable tools for making tasty raw Vegan food would be a specialized dryer which removes moisture from food and hardens it without cooking. This allows them to make crispy crackers and bread like stuff. The second would be a blender without which they would have to chew around 700 grams of leafy greens a day which would take up quite some time and effort.

The second purpose of the place is to provide classes and a support framework for people trying this life style, making sure they do it correctly but also helping with social stigma they face. I admit I thought my sister had gone nuts when she told me about this. The biggest health mistake according to Chau is eating too much fats, like nuts and avocado instead of sugars. He recommends 80% natural sugar from fruits 10% protein and 10% fat. I couldn’t help but postulate that Chau’s high energies and huge smile might be explained by a constant ‘sugar high’.

Delicious!

Delicious!

Chau also invited us to a 10 course dinner later that week. The dinner was a combination of a musical stand up and persuasions to try this life style. Although some of the 10 dishes were just a leaf, or a tea spoon of dried Daikon, the main course of vegan lasagne was delicious. I learned a lot of things from this dinner, the main one being, if you feed people delicious gourmet food for free they will sit through anything!

5 days for a cracker!

5 days for a cracker!

I was still a little hungry after the meals but to be fair I came after long training sessions. They offer a monthly trial program which I might have been tempted to try especially if I could get cheap take away from the place. Unfortunately the catch really is the cost. Although the place is not for profit and has many volunteers, the cost of the organic material is very expensive and the preparation time is very high. The ingredients for an entire chocolate cake cost around 100 U.S $ and it takes 5 hours to make! The crackers take 5 days to prepare!!! This makes it a lifestyle a privileged few can explore and for me it is too much of a time/money investment.

An evolutionary perspective:

Raw foodists such as Chau argue that humans are the only animals that cook their food thus our bodies can’t be adapted for this kind of food. On the other hand my favorite historian Yuval Noa Harrai thinks discovering how to cook food is linked to the evolution of human intelligence because more calories (and time) were available for the brain to develop. These interesting facts caused me to go on a little research project. These are my conclusions:

Homo sapiens, better knows as us, appeared around 200,000 years ago. Other humanoids were here long before us, more than 2 million years ago and they were most definitely eating meat. Even modern chimpanzees, which diverged from us around 4 million years ago, are actually far from being vegan, and their diet consists of fruit, plants, nuts, seeds, roots, insects, and eggs.

When humanoids actually started cooking their food is a much more difficult question to answer. While there are well documented facts that humanoids have been using fire for 400,000 years (and perhaps before that), the time at which use of fire was actually mastered or when it was used to cook with is much debated and probably diverges much between group to group. It’s not like they had internet to pass on the information. Even Raw foodists will agree to put it around 250,000 years ago which still predates our species so in my not professional opinion cooking can’t be all that bad.

Agriculture is a baby compared to both these things and started around 10,000 years ago which is a strong argument against Gluten and milk. If you want the whole story check out this link.

The next step in evolution?music jam after eating.

The next step in evolution?music jam after eating.

An interesting fact people tend to ignore when using evolutionary arguments is, do we actually want to go back to living like our genetic ancestors? As the life expectancy was somewhere between 30-54 (if you survived the first 15 years) I’d have to say probably not. In fact life expectancy is constantly rising so we can’t be doing everything wrong can we?

The most interesting research I found revolves around the theory that growth of human life expectancy along with growth of brain, intelligence and longer time to maturity is all linked to a shift in our humanoid forefathers diet towards skill-intensive, difficult-to-acquire, high-quality foods. This created a natural selection for group corporation, intelligence and passing on knowledge.

Could Raw Vegans (especially in the intermediate gourmet stage) who most definitely are shifting their diet towards skill-intensive, difficult-to-acquire, high-quality foods be the next step in human evolution? Chau and those involved in the restaurant do seem to be almost of a different species, more cooperative and communicative, less aggressive than ‘main stream’ humans, caring for all life – and also super thin. I guess if they manage to use technology and research to get enough calories to stay healthy and pass on their genes they might have a chance. When it comes to evolution only time, and very much of it will tell.

Q&A About Raw Vegans
>Do they drink Tea?
Yes, but they don’t boil it. Tea is brewed in a special way and never goes above around 41 degrees Celsius which is the temperature enzymes break down and according to Chau food loses its nutritional value and becomes unhealthy. This is why Chau prefers the term “Living Food” instead of Raw Food.
>Do they Freeze food?
Chau rates food in a four grade system A to D or Healthy to Devilish. For him frozen food would be considered a B and he would prefer not to freeze his stomach and eats everything at room temperature but occasionally it’s ok and the restaurant does use this especially when making deserts.
>How about Alcohol?
Get’s a D- as in Devilish! Although if you are brewing your own by fermenting fruit Chau will look upon it more kindly and the Kafir (yeast starter) they use to make delicious vegan cheese out of nuts does have alcohol.
>Where does Vegan’s B12 Vitamin come from?
Chau explained that B12 comes from not washing their vegetables too much. I heard this before so I decided to research the subject a little.  B12 is only produced by bacteria and herbivores have these bacteria living in their digestive system producing B12 for them. By eating herbivores we can get their B12 especially if we eat their liver. Plants pulled from the ground and not washed may contain leftovers of B12 from the bacteria in the soil. And there is some research that the human intestinal tract itself may contain B12 producing bacteria, but it is unclear whether this is enough for the human body and most vegetarian/ Vegan associations will recommend taking supplements. Chau does not take any supplement and thinks that by eating raw vegan your absorption of B12 is maximized. He is also very honest in saying that more research is needed and that they are experimenting on themselves which is why a support framework is needed.

HOT POT HK

After almost two weeks in HK it’s about time I tried to write something clever about it, read on…

Architecture for too many people!

Architecture for too many people!

A hot pot is a traditional Asian dish where all these different things are thrown into the pot, vegetables, pork, frogs… whatever they have around really. They cook this all together in a special pot they put on a burner that is on the table.

Well, HK is a cultural hot pot. It’s obviously Chinese because people look Chinese and speak Chinese (well Cantonese- a type of Chinese) but it is so influenced by the British that were in control I’m sometimes surprised I’m not in Australia. The most prominent thing I’ve noticed is the “security signs” everywhere! They are in English too, what to do, what not to do… it’s all written on a million signs! Even trees have their own sign! You see, a while back some trees fell down and since then there is an office that follows tree’s health! They are also still massively hysterical about SARS here.

Ok, Thanks?

Ok, Thanks? Left over SARS fear!

The other most noticible thing in HK is the amount of people! Too many of them everywhere!!! This forces the entire architecture of the city to cater to so many people. Massive high rise housing complexes (with security guards!), over walks bridges and underground tunnels connect the city in a complex 3D maze. It’s almost impossible to walk a straight line in HK because you get sucked into one of these bridges or find yourself in the underground metro or some massive hidden shopping mall.

Really?

Really?

Is there anything you can climb in HK?

Is there anything you can climb in HK?

 

Those evil birds!!

Those evil birds!!

 

There are so many of these massive shopping malls it’s almost nightmarish. They have caused all the small restaurants and shops I’ve seen everywere else in east asia to close which is a real shame. Globalism sucks!!!

The central area which is filled with clubs and pubs was packed with people of all ages and all nationalities… too many people again, human traffic congestion!

So what can you do?

So what can you do?

Can all the signs be an attempt to deal with the overflow of humans? Does everything have to stay exactly in place or else this overcrowded culture will collapse into itself?

Even trees have signs

Even trees have signs

Almost

As I am almost leaving China I feel I can almost understand this place. Or at least whenever I see something that makes no sense I’ve learnt to mutter “China” and keep walking, for instance the opening hours of the shops and restaurants that don’t seem to follow any order, or people driving on the wrong side of the street

Almost beautiful

Almost beautiful

I have a theory that a lot of the mess and the shouting that goes around is because the Chinese don’t understand themselves. There are too many tones, too many dialects too much miscommunication even between themselves so understanding me, a foreigner, is almost impossible.

An almost sign to the climbing crag.

An almost sign to the climbing crag.

Almost seems to be the key word for my past week of traveling and climbing in Yangshuo China.

You see, the nature here is almost beautiful but there are always some power lines, abandoned building or dump sites to ruin the view.

The city is almost nice if it weren’t for the air pollution, the massive renovations, and the terrible traffic.

The climbing is almost great, if you didn’t have to endanger your life by biking around to get to the crags that are a little out of the city.

The food is almost delicious but there is always some over-fried ingredient or some chemical after-taste.

People are almost nice except they stare at you and spit on the ground when you smile at them.

coconut wood tortoise cream?

Coconut wood tortoise cream?

Almost chocolate

Almost chocolate

You can buy almost chocolate and order almost coffee from an almost English menu and eat in almost clean dishes that have been wrapped in nylon but should still preferably be washed with some tea. You can almost enjoy yourself but Thailand would be better 🙂

I found only two places in Yangshou that have made it past the Almost faze.

The first is “climbers inn”, run by an amazing women named Lily who started to climb 5 years ago and will do everything she can to help her guests. She even let me leave my climbing gear there when I wasn’t staying at the place.

Climbers Inn!

Climbers Inn!

The second is the DMZ bar and book store. It reminded me of the Uganda bar in Jerusalem, a hangout place for those who don’t have a warm living room. Such a fun and outgoing environment it almost didn’t feel like China. Next stop Hong Kong!

 

Performance Issues

“It will change your life” said Vangelis, the organizer of the “No Borders” dancing project. This sentence along with his martial arts knowledge lured me, a non-dancer, to join. After 3 weeks I can say it has. After only 3 days of intense 7 hours training a day, parts of myself I never knew existed started to move and I began to realize how martial arts training can and should change. To make things even better I discovered a bunch of super talented individuals from around the world, most of whom I actually liked and can now crash on their couches 🙂

Terrified by Joshua and Tomoko's performance!

Terrified by Joshua and Tomoko’s performance!

The last week the group was focused on their final performances which I had no interest to participate in. You see, I realized that dancers try to express themselves through movement (yeah very deep I know) and that I have no desire towards this type of self-expression. I tried, I really did but it’s just not there. For me, there is something too self-absorbed or even self-imposing on “forcing” people to see me move. I don’t feel watching me “dance” can give any value to anyone. I mean, I wouldn’t want to see myself dance so why should others?

Priceless looks from locals. Rahul's street preformance.

Priceless looks from locals. Rahul’s street preformance.

I will admit that watching some of the “real” dancers and performances was valuable to me and even surprisingly enjoyable with moments of brilliance. Iina and Ianthe asked the crowd to participate and edit their work by opening and closing their eyes. Tomoko and Chuck danced with each other through a window separating them. Rahul interacted with shocked and delighted Chinese locals in one of the best street performances I’ve seen. Joshua and Tomoko scared the shit out of me trying to escape from plastic wrap. There were also some great short movies all of which will hopefully go online so you can see for yourself.

Are these moments of brilliance worth the “waste” of time and boredom I felt throughout the rest of the performances, feeling like I was watching people’s sub consciousness flow out in perhaps a therapy of sorts? Can you not have one without the other? I’m not sure I have the answers. And even if I did it would be entirely subjective coming from my ‘barking puppy on speed’, limited attention span.

The Frame!

The Frame!

I didn’t dance but I did contribute two interactive art installations. PostArt (the envelopes some of you created) and “The Frame”, a python program which allows people to put different avatars on their face and exchange their face with others in real time. There wasn’t much of a crowd but the 20 or so locals that came seemed to enjoy it.

Safety not even last!

Safety not even last!

The next day I helped with set up of the final group performance. It’s been a long time since I organized an event and I forgot how much fun it is to climb on ladders and set things up. Especially Chinese flaky ladders.

I’m not entirely sure I have anything smart to say as my final words of self-indulging self-expression. Maybe I’ll end with a question (I’ll be happy for you to answer): “What makes us invest so much time and efforts into putting our ideas and thoughts out there even if no one really wants to listen?”

I think I have a beginning of an answer but you’ll have to read my sci fi book: 0 Point Energy 😉

Dancing in China

It’s been almost a week since I arrived in China and joined some of the most talented dancers I’ve ever met for a 3 week Contact Improvisation and Dance seminar.

McChina

McChina

The city of Xiamen is sort of ugly – big communist buildings, pollution and massive highways. It’s not as cheap as I thought it would be and there’s a lot more western influence than I would have imagined with a McDonalds on every corner. A visit to the supermarket provided some insights, with an entire section of noodles but no bread! Very little cosmetics, lots of individually wrapped strange candy but no obsession with giving you a million plastic bags like in Thailand.

Old and New

Old and New

Dancing for the secret police!

Dancing for the secret police!

The intense dance lessons didn’t leave me much time to explore but yesterday we had a free day so off we went. Walking around with this group was a little like living in a real musical. At any moment they are likely to start dancing and performing to the shocked and amazed looks of the bystanders. I kept looking for the Secret Police…

I have to say I’ve had the most strange experiences with locals here. Some stop and stare. Some follow us around. One guy gave us all his business card. Yesterday an old lady stopped me for 5 minutes and was saying “hello” and “ok” and saluting me. Then another man came with a piece of paper and asked me to write on the paper… write what? I have no idea.

 

 

 

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Making dumplings

 

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ART?!?!

We were also in 2 openings of galleries. One of which featured a live performance of two naked Chinese hitting each other and was actually created by some Israeli guy! They seem to be everywhere 🙂

Thai Massage

I’ve spent the last two weeks, waking up at 8 a.m to go back to school, massage school. Read on…

Practicing on my teacher

Practicing on my teacher

Hanging out with loads of climbers, my basic massage skills have definitely been useful, so I figured I might as well get some real training in Chiang Mai, which is known for its massage schools. After some research I headed to the Thai Massage School Shivagakomarpaj in The Old Medicine hospital. It is the oldest massage school in Chiang Mai. I knew I should expect a big group but the group was even bigger than what the school had told me. We were 24 student with only 2 or 3 teachers at any time.

What the school altogether didn’t mention is that every day starts with 20 minutes of prayers!!! My allergic reaction to religion went off, while all the students stood and chanted words they don’t even understand (there were only 2 Thai women and the rest were westerners). I  sat, on a bench, refusing to stand, experiencing post traumatic flashbacks from my childhood. The next day I obviously came late but to my surprise after the prayer the class began with another half hour of meditation! No I’m not entirely against meditation, although I’m pretty sure that the teacher leading it was making fun of us, saying things like “thank you for the water and the soup as well, especially the tom yom soup”, but this is not what I paid money for.

The class guide book was very basic so we were all snapping extra pictures and I ended up making a detailed powerpoint of all the classes. The teaching was very “eastern”, which means watch and copy, do as you are told. This is typical to the martial arts I practiced in Vietnam and is the traditional way to pass on knowledge but for it to work you need a lot of personal attention from your teacher, which we weren’t really getting. I guess the only really good thing about the school was meeting a bunch of very interesting people.

Yep I'm Certified!!!

Yep I’m Certified!!!

Anyway, after I got the first level certificate and headed to look for a private teacher. I found Nanthikan whose massage skills are far superior than anyone I’ve met. The flow of her movements is like a dance. She plays the human body like a musical instrument, coordinating her fingers, arms and body position. Unlike a lot of teachers and schools that are very strict and traditional she is very open to focus on what I want to learn, not forcing me to memorize the exact sequence but instead explaining the reasoning and working with me on techniques and precision. Even a professional complainer like me has found nothing to complain about! We’ve been working on getting my whole body weight behind every movement, using my skeleton and not muscle power (much like climbing), learning how to dig my fingers into tendons and a whole lot of very interesting stretches.

I’ve been practicing almost every day after class and it really is amazing how each body is different and how much I feel I’m training my own body while actually working on someone. Even if I’m really tired before I start, at the end I’m really energized, like after a nice, not too hard, workout.

The results so far from the people I’m training on have been quite good. Still an occasional flinch here and there but they all seem to enjoy it. One person even fell asleep, which my teacher says should be a compliment, although I’m pretty sure he was just really tired.

The Sky is Burning!

The Yi Peng festival in Chiang Mai in northern Thailand embodied the essence of Thailand’s ‘Safety Last!’ moto. If I’d believe in miracles I’d say it was a miracle the city hasn’t burnt down. Since I don’t I’ll just say it’s a statistical deviation – read on!

A lantern stuck in a tree

A lantern stuck in a tree

Lighting the night sky

Lighting the night sky

Thousands of people went out to the streets, buying small hot air lanterns and literally burning their money into the sky for “good luck”. The air balloons mostly lit the sky in a beautiful, if very polluting display. Some of the balloons weren’t so lucky and got tangled in trees and electric lines, burning everything in their way. But a power outage here and there is not going to stop the celebration is it?

There were also parades and food stalls

One of the smallest Fireworks that filled the nigh

One of the smallest Fireworks that filled the night

but the real danger was the Fireworks. It seems the municipality found a way to save funds. Instead of paying for fireworks they just make it legal (or at least not illegal) to buy and shoot fireworks anywhere you want. Walking down the road felt like a war zone, fire crackers exploding left and right. More than one massive firework missile was accidentally shot into a bar or hotel. Kids as young as two years old were playing with explosives in the road. Hopefully they came out of the 3 day festival with the same amount of fingers.

It's not starts it's lanterns!

It’s not stars – it’s lanterns!

Vang Vieng

Laos does not have an ocean but some genius managed to market  Vang Vieng and the river that flows through it as a must go place for “tubing” and parties. Read on for my experience…

How exciting... Not! Well the view is nice

How exciting… Not! Well the view is nice

I don’t know if they had a really weak winter or if this is the norm but the tubing was so boring and slow. I was cooking in the sun trying to paddle to get it over with. Along the river there are bars that will try to fish you towards them and offer free welcome shots. Rumor has it that some of them have closed because of people drowning. To drown in this river you would definitely have to be very very drunk!

"With gods help, the food was a son of a bitch" is by far the best hebrew saying  on this wall!

“With gods help, the food was a son of a bitch” is by far the best hebrew saying on this wall!

The parties were just as disappointing. I really am too old to suffer through dozens of young drunken teens trying too hard to have a good time.

Obviously it wasn’t the tubing or parties that brought me to the town, it was the climbing. I was warned ahead of time that some of the places have really bad anchors and it’s dangerous to climb so I went to an area called the “sleeping wall” were I was told it was safe. The anchors have definitely seen better days but they were acceptable. The climbing itself was so so. No nice views at sleeping wall, and slightly dirty and sharp.

What wasn’t acceptable was the way to the sleeping wall. Instead of simply taking a small boat we were directed by the locals to pass a tiny makeshift bridge for which the locals asked 5000 kip (less than a dollar and the same price for a boat). We than got completely lost in agricultural fields and had to climb over fences and escape cows? locals pointing to this way or that or just completely ignoring us.

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Playing catch the hot air balloon?

I can only say two good things about Vang Vien, the accommodation was super cheap 4 euro for a clean private room with a fan and hot water! And the French baguette! After 4 months in Asia with noodles and rice some high quality bread was great.

Strangely enough, even though we only met 2 other Israeli’s the whole place is covered with Hebrew signs and almost every restaurant serves Israeli food. I had one of the best Shakshuka’s at a place called Victor’s. Another strange experience was watching a hot air balloon land almost on top of a local farm house. It was obvious the ten or so people driving like crazy in the truck and then running into the field had little control over where the balloon would land.  Talk about globalization 🙂