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We Left Our Hearts in Kyoto, Japan

Although we were only in Kyoto for three days, the city captured our hearts and spirit. With hundreds of temples and shrines located in the city, sometimes with retail shops or condos built up around them, it is hard not to feel a little spiritual as you walk around the quaint, picturesque streets.

A quaint little street in the Gion District of Kyoto.

Before we talk about our last day of adventures, let’s talk about Japanese Cuisine. We have had it all and probably way too much of it. Each meal is multiple courses served on exquisite ceramic plates and bowls…so many small bowls! So far, we have had sushi, ramen, robotayaki, tempura, yakitori, teppanyaki, and most recently kaiseki. Our Kaiseki meal in Kyoto was like nothing we have ever had before. It was about ten courses but we lost count after course number seven or so. Kaiseki is a type of art form that balances the taste, texture, appearance, and colors of food. We had our own chef who artfully arranged and garnished each dish with leaves and flowers and interesting sauces. We had an animated conversation with a cute Italian couple next to us which made the two hours of dining fly by!

The first course in our Kaiseki meal.
The Kaiseki version of fried fish.

On our last day, we visited a magnificent Buddhist temple and gardens at the Tenryuji Temple in Arashiyama. The gardens, constructed by hand 800 years ago, are beautiful and apparently breath-taking (and crowded) when the maple trees turn in the Fall.

The Sogen Pond in the Tenryuji Garden.
Mugging in front of the Sogen Pond.

We did a little shopping and found some Washi-traditional Japanese paper-for our good friend Dana. She put in a little special request as she makes her own note cards and prints. We hope we got the right kind but it was a fascinating shopping experience looking at all the different kind of paper.

After shopping, we headed to our rickshaw (as one does) and headed into the Bamboo Forest. Our guide had been doing his job for 26 years and said he goes last because he is now the slowest. We did not find him slow at all and felt quite guilty about eating all that extra Japanese food as he had to pull us up hills into a spectacular bamboo forest. He was very proud of his city and he pointed out interesting landmarks and encouraged us to come back to visit and see some lesser-known temples and gardens.

Lisa and our rickshaw driver. We loved him.
Two of our tour companions in their rickshaw.
Riding through the bamboo forest.
Us with our driver at the end of the ride.

The big event of the day was getting fit into and dressed into our own kimonos. Oh my! What a process. There are at least four layers of clothing for the women and each layer is pulled very tightly. I now know what corsets used to feel like in the Victorian era. Brad also had about three layers in his kimono so he also got dressed and tugged and tightened and layered. We now have appreciation for all of the people we have seen wearing kimonos in Kyoto. It must take them at least an hour to get ready every day and I have no idea how you would get into one if you were by yourself.

Putting on the base layers of the kimono.
Putting on the outside layer.
Adding one of four belts. Why four? Who knows.
Putting on the finishing touches.
Brad’s was simpler to put on but still required many layers.
The finished product.

Walking is an adventure unto itself. Because the skirt is so tight and the shoes are small, you have to take very small baby steps and be careful going up and down stairs.

Dressed in our Kimonos, we headed to the Gesshi-in Temple for a Zen Meditation session. We learned that some of the monks actually meditate for 18 hours per day in a nearby temple. We were only doing a ten-minute session—the American version I suspect. He instructed us not to slouch and to breathe deeply for our meditation. Believe me, it is not possible to slouch in a kimono. Breathing deeply is another story and forget about eating. No wonder the Japanese women are so small.

Our Zen Master.

After we had our moment of Zen, we participated in and learned about a traditional Japanese Tea Ceremony. Tea is very closely tied to Zen as the man who brought Zen to Japan hundreds of years ago also brought green tea. The macha tea was delicious and we enjoyed the serenity of it all.

Our host for a traditional tea ceremony.

Off to dinner where we walked slowly taking baby steps along the path. We were treated to a special ceremony by two geikos (which is geisha in Kyoto dialect) and a maiko (a young apprentice). In the 1920’s there were over 80,000 geisha. Now there are a little over 200 women. A girl can choose to enter an Okiya — a school to develop Geisha — as soon as she graduates middle school. She makes the decision herself but must get her parents’ permission. The Okiya is a boarding school that teaches these girls everything the need to know about being a Geisha — music, dance, puppetry, the art of conversation, etc. The maiko are not allowed to have any social media, cell phones or internet connectivity while they are learning the trade. They go each morning to a chalkboard where they find out their schedule for the day. They then go to those classes. Imagine your 15-year-old daughter doing this. While it is their own choice and they must have their parents’ permission, it is still a daunting challenge for a young girl.

The chalkboard showing the Maiko what classes they have that day.

A typical day involves classes from 9:00 am- 2:00 pm, followed by makeup, dressing into beautiful kimonos, and hair prep for the evening, and then going out every night to entertain groups from about 6:00 until Midnight. Geisha work almost exclusively at traditional inns, teahouses, and restaurants. Contrary to common perceptions about Geisha, they only engage in proper activities. The fee for the Geisha’s time is sent at the end of each month (apparently they never charge the same amount) in the form of a “Love Letter.” I am not sure I consider our PG&E invoices love letters but maybe it’s a new way of thinking about monthly bills. One more thing, the Geiko and Maiko only get two days off per month. They are hard working women!

A young Maiko (apprentice) dancing for us.
A Geiko (full geisha) dancing for us.

We loved Kyoto and would highly recommend spending time here if you are ever traveling to Japan. It is the center of Japanese culture and a necessary stop to fully gain an appreciation for the rich history of this country. We are currently back on our very efficient, comfortable bullet train to the mountain town of Hakone where we will be staying in a ryokan — a traditional Japanese inn — and we might even get a little time to relax in an onsen hot spring.

Our bullet train arriving to take us to Hakone.
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KYOTO: Land of Shrines, Temples, Kimonos, and Geisha

On Saturday (Sept 9th), we took the Bullet Train to Kyoto. What an efficient, clean way to travel! The Bullet Train or Shinkansen has a speed of approximately 200 MPH and got us to Kyoto in 2 ½ hours. In the 50-plus-year history of the Bullet Train, there has not been a single passenger fatality or injury due to derailments or collisions. Equally impressive, the Bullet Train has carried over 10 Billion Passengers and in the most recent reporting the average delay from the schedule per train was only 24 seconds. I think BART could learn a thing or two about how the Bullet Town operates!

Tokyo’s Toikaido Station is bustling. Think Grand Central in New York.
Getting ready to board our Bullet Train to Kyoto.

A little bit about Kyoto before we talk about our first day. Kyoto is a metropolis of approximately two million people and is considered the cultural capital of Japan. It has over 2000 religious places-1600 Buddhist temples and 400 Shinto Shrines, many of them dating back to the 700 and 800’s. An interesting fact about Kyoto was that it was originally on the list to be targeted for the atomic bomb in 1945 but at the insistence of the Secretary of War Henry Stinson, Kyoto was removed from the list. Henry had honeymooned in Kyoto and loved the place for its history and charm and saved it from the Atomic Bomb. It is the reason that, unlike Tokyo that suffered severe bombing in the war, Kyoto still has many ancient cultural landmarks.

Kyoto seems very rich in culture and heritage.  We walked around the narrow streets and saw many women and men exquisitely dressed in kimonos even in the 90 degree temperatures!  According to our guide Bret, the people of Kyoto also have an air about them.  He told us that in Japanese culture, the hosts will serve green tea at the end of a party or gathering to signify that the evening is over and it’s time for the guests to go home.  In Kyoto, the hosts serve green tea when their guests first walk through the door!

A woman in a kimono on a street in the Gion District.
Homes on a creek running through the Gion District.
A girl in a kimono walking with her friend in modern clothing.

This morning we got up bright and early at 6:00 am to see the Torii Gates at Fushimi Inari-taisha. (Brad didn’t get much sleep last night because, of course, he watched his beloved Colorado Buffaloes beat Nebraska at 1:00 am in the morning here. Did you expect anything differently from him?) The 10,000 Torii Gates and the shrine(s) are one of the most popular tourist attractions in all of Japan. Hence our guide insisted that we get there to enjoy the area before all of the thousands of tourists descended upon it. The shrine was founded in the year 711 and the temple gates are the oldest in Japan. Their Vermilion color wards off evil spirits and represents the sun. The gates were truly a sight to be seen and we climbed up through about 2000 of them feeling like our sins had been absolved and our dreams and wishes might someday come true. Truly it was a spiritual place made even lovelier at dawn.

The entrance to the shrine.
The Torii gates.
The writing signifies the person or company that sponsors that gate.
A row of lanterns on the grounds of the shrine.
This fox guards the entrance to the shrine. The fox is holding a key — the key to success.
Front view of the shrine.

The rest of our day was spent at SanJusangendo (a Zen Buddhist Temple) and walking around a beautiful Zen Garden at Totofukuji temple. The SanJusangendo temple is famous for its 1001 Thousand-Armed Kannon Statues (Yes, they are supposed to have 1000 arms each but, I think they only depicted about 20 or so on the statues.) We weren’t allowed to take pictures in the Temple so this stock photo will have to do so you get an idea of how amazing this Temple was. The Zen Garden was just that…very Zen-like. It was built in the 1300’s and is a typical rock and sand garden. The monks at the temple groom the garden every seven-ten days and it takes about seven or eight hours. I am still very curious as to how they keep the circles and lines so perfect without a single footprint or line out of place. Can someone explain that to me?

The 1001 statues in the Buddhist Temple. This is a photo from our brochure. It is prohibited and very bad luck to take photos inside the temple.
The Zen garden.

We met together for lunch at an amazing Ramen restaurant in downtown Kyoto and then got very creative at a Roketsu dyeing studio. We learned the ancient art of wax-resistant art at a hands-on studio. The whole process can take up to 20 steps for completion although I think our group might have skipped a few steps in order to make it home in time for “happy hour.” We all picked out different stencils and then painted/traced our stencil onto fabric with wax. It was very important to put a LOT of wax on your fabric so we kept having to brush our paintings over and over. We were worried that our prints would look like one big blob but the helpful people in the studio coached us along the way. (Although the older grandmother giggled and laughed a lot at us and probably made a few disparaging remarks in Japanese about our lack of talent!) After we painted the wax on our fabrics, they were all placed in a large tub of indigo dye and soaked and poked a lot. Lots of rinses and different things happened next but we were all left with beautiful pieces of art and we ooohed and ahhhhed a lot about what amazing artists we were. (Although I am sure the Grandmother didn’t really think so!)

The stencil for Brad’s tapestry.
Painting the wax onto my art piece.
All dressed up to help with the dyeing process.
Brad’s finished product.
Proudly showing off our new tapestries. We’ll hang them in Boulder.

So…that’s it for our first 24 hours in Kyoto.  Tomorrow we’ll spend some time learning more about the geishas and the geisha culture here in Kyoto.  I thought I knew a little bit about the culture after reading “Memoirs of a Geisha” a while back but have found out that only about 80% of what was in that book was accurate.  And to make things worse, the Japanese hate that novel for its inaccurate depiction of a Geisha!  I hope to be enlightened tomorrow

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Tokyo: The World’s Largest City — Quiet, Clean, and Civilized

Maybe we knew it at some point. Maybe we just forgot. But, as we headed to Tokyo we didn’t realize we were flying to the largest city in the world. Tokyo’s 39 million people dwarfs New York’s 19 million. What was even more surprising was how quiet, clean and uncongested 39 million people could be.

We arrived at the Peninsula Hotel in Tokyo’s Ginza District a day before our official tour began. The Ginza district is the 5th Avenue of Tokyo sporting high-end shopping, great restaurants and glitzy hotels. It also, like most of the rest of Tokyo, has a 7-Eleven.

Our daughter Stephanie came to Japan during her semester abroad. She told us we had to see a 7-Eleven. It’s nothing like the ones at home she said. So, since the iconic convenience store was right across the street from our hotel, that was our first stop in Japan.

I will say it was impressive. Prepared foods, and not just microwave hot dogs. All the packaged foods you would expect and some you might not. Although I did not notice my beloved Oreo cookies, there certainly were many other selections. Drug store staples like Band-AIDS and Advil graced the shelves as did many drink choices. Since ATMs are less common in Japan, many people come here to get cash. Many places don’t accept credit cards so access to cash is important.

And, finally, there was, upstairs, a seating area that people use to eat. It did, however, look more like a crammed set of work cubicles than a restaurant. We chose to skip the food at 7-eleven and found a nice sushi restaurant.

Lisa pointing out the 7-Eleven food selection.

Now by total coincidence, Lisa’s brother Bob was coming to Japan at the same time we were. We found out a few months ago that we would be near one another at the end of the trip so we arranged to get together then. What we didn’t know was that he and his wife Elizabeth would be there at the beginning. As it turned out, he checked into the same hotel, and ended up in a room on the same floor, two doors down from us. Sometimes our life feels like The Truman Show. This was one of those times.

Anyway, Bob and Elizabeth needed a snack and some water (it’s very hot and humid here) so they stopped by 7-Eleven. Unlike us, Bob chose to eat at the, um, dining area. Most Japanese people are relatively small. Bob is not. This made for an interesting spectacle.

Bob “relaxing” at 7-Eleven.
Bob, Elizabeth, Lisa and me in the top floor bar at the Peninsula Hotel. A slightly more comfortable venue.

The Imperial Palace

Japan has had an Emperor for thousands of years. He used to have his residence in Kyoto when that city was the capital. He and the capital moved to Tokyo in 1868. The Emperor used to be the sovereign ruler of Japan but, in 1945, after the war, he became a symbolic figurehead similar to the British royalty. The country is now a democracy, with the government being run by a Prime Minister and the Diet (legislature).

The Imperial Palace still houses the Emperor, his wife and daughter. The grounds are immense and lie right in the middle of Tokyo. It was said that in the 1980s when Japanese real estate was in a period of tremendous appreciation, that the value of the palace grounds was worth more than all of the real estate in California. Whew.

Lisa and I decided to wander over to the grounds on day one and then visited the Imperial Gardens the next day with our tour group. While you really can’t get much of a glimpse of the palace itself, the grounds are beautiful and you get a real perspective on the importance of the Imperial history of Japan.

A Bridge onto the palace grounds. There is a moat that was used to protect the palace. It fully surrounds the property.
We strolled through the Imperial Gardens.
We also walked through Hibiya Park which abuts the Palace grounds.

Taiko Drumming

Taiko drumming is an ancient Japanese art that was used to motivate troops into battle. We weren’t looking for a fight, but, it’s also supposed to be good exercise and a lot of fun so the first stop with our Exclusive Resorts group was to a Taiko drumming studio.

As we entered we removed our shoes and were ushered into a room full of drums. Lisa and I took our position behind two good looking drums. The instructor was an experienced professional Taiko drummer and taught us some of the traditional rhythms used in the art. Apparently the Japanese also clap out many of these rhythms at baseball games as well. We’ll have to try that when we get home.

Anyway, he was a good teacher and our group were good students as we worked our way through the progressively more complicated drum sequences. It is, though, a bit embarrassing when everyone else is silent and you bang on your drum with gusto. Our instructor was quite forgiving so he didn’t chide me too much.

The class enthusiastically banging their Taiko drums.
My drum. Kinda’ cool.

Our instructor spoke English very well and was very entertaining. He had an accent and phrasing very similar to my maternal grandmother. I miss her.

Once we finished our drumming session he did a demonstration of what real Taiko drumming sounded like. It was complex, intense, and very inspiring. I can see how warriors could be motivated to battle after listening to him.

Our instructor playing a self-composed piece.
Our newly inspired travel group.

A Michelin-Starred Lunch?

Next stop, the Tsukiji Fish Market. It was the center of Tokyo’s fish trade for centuries. A few years ago the government relocated the market to another part of town (Brett, our tour leader calls the new place “Soulless”). So, while the fish auction and major wholesale activity is gone, the market that grew up around that wholesale activity is still going strong. We wandered through the booths selling fish, produce, and other goods on our way to lunch.

The Tsukiji Fish Market
Wagyu beef at the market.
They even sell Japanese knives, some of the best in the world.

We then walked to lunch. Michelin-starred chef Yoshida-san was there to teach us how to make sushi. Wait a minute. We’re making our lunch? I know he’s a good chef. I just hope he’s a good teacher.

Chef Yoshida showed us how to make sushi rice. He showed us how to cut the fish, form the rice, add the wasabi, and proportion everything properly. For sushi rolls he showed us how to make the rolls so they stayed together and looked good. Our team, Lisa, Kevin, Mary, and I dug right in and started preparing our lunch.

Chef Yoshida
Chef Yoshida showing us how to properly cut the fish.
Somehow I got nominated to construct the sushi rolls. A lot of pressure.
Our lunch. Michelin didn’t give us a star, but, we were happy.

Typhoon #13

A typhoon is a tropical storm or hurricane that occurs in the Pacific Ocean. We woke up to one on Friday morning. It was the thirteenth typhoon to hit Japan in 2023. The winds weren’t too bad, but it did rain quite a bit. This changed our plans for the day somewhat but we are only here for a limited time so we pushed through and did what we could.

The radar image of typhoon #13 hitting Tokyo. On Friday.

We got to our first stop and were going to walk through a neighborhood but no sooner did we get there than the wind picked up and scuttled our plans. The two guys who were there to help usher us around waited outside the bus. We invited them in but they wanted to ham it up in the storm. They really were pretty funny.

Hamming it up in the typhoon.
We won’t let a little typhoon slow us down.

Somehow, Exclusive Resorts arranged for a special private prayer ceremony for us at Sensoji Temple, the oldest Buddhist Temple in Tokyo. It was deeply moving and we all got to participate. We couldn’t take cameras in so I have no photos. But, the experience is one we will not forget.

After we were done, we went back into the public area and shook long sticks out of a hole in a canister that had a number on it. We then opened a drawer that corresponded to that number and retrieved a fortune. Lisa shook out her lot, opened her drawer and got an “excellent fortune.” Riches, happiness, good luck, all the things.

Lisa’s Excellent Fortune.

I then shook out my number, opened my drawer and . . . Very Bad Fortune. Things don’t look so good for me. I had to ask Brett, our guide how Lisa could have a happy marriage and I have a bad one. Brett didn’t answer. He just ushered me over to this set of metal bars where you tie up bad fortunes. By doing so, you allow the winds to eventually blow away the bad fortune. I hope we have another typhoon soon.

The Tokyo SkyTree

Next stop, one of the tallest structures in the world. When it was completed in 2011, the Tokyo SkyTree, at 2080 feet, was the tallest structure on Earth. It has since been passed by two others, but, it is still way up there. We couldn’t wait to eat lunch up there and enjoy the view.

Uh, wait. There’s a typhoon coming through today. Well, at least we got lunch.

Here is the photo on the ground floor showing us what we were going to see when we got to the top.
Here was the view we actually got. It disappeared again after about five minutes.

The Shinto Shrine

We then headed over to the Yanesen, an old section of Tokyo that survived the bombing during the war. Japan has two primary religions — Buddhism and Shintoism. We visited the Buddhist Temple in the morning. In the afternoon we visited one of Japan’s oldest Shinto Shrines, the Nezu Shrine founded in 1705.

It was beautiful. The Torii gates at the Shrine are said to remove a sin for every gate you walk through. Some of us decided we needed to make several rounds through the gates. Regardless, the Shrine was a sacred place that exuded great meaning. It was a special visit.

The main building at the Shinto Shrine
The Torii gates
Lisa and I walking through the gates in the rain.

Our visit to Tokyo has been inspiring and educational. The people of Japan, the culture, the food, and the city are something to behold. There were no honking horns, traffic jams, trash on the ground, crime, or rude behavior. Pretty good for 39 million people all sharing a city together.

Our next stop is Kyoto. We’ll tell you about that in our next post.

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Japan — Exploring our Roots in the Land of the Rising Sun

Lisa and I are writing this from United Airlines’ Polaris Lounge at the San Francisco International Airport. We are getting ready to board a flight for Tokyo, Japan, our next international adventure.

Anxiously awaiting our flight to Tokyo

My family has roots in Japan. My Mother is Japanese and, even though neither she nor I have been there or really even have much of a Japanese cultural upbringing, there is something special about visiting a place of one’s ancestral origin. Our daughters Amanda and Stephanie visited Japan during their Semester at Sea in college. They said it was one of their favorite stops.

This will be another Exclusive Resorts group excursion beginning with three days in Tokyo. We then head to Kyoto for three days; two days in Hakone; and finish up with four more days in Tokyo. We will be traveling with seven other couples who we know nothing about. If our past experience is any indicator, we will have 14 new friends by the time the trip concludes.

Through total coincidence, Lisa’s brother Bob is going to be in Japan at the same time we are. He and his wife Elizabeth are on a Backroads trip. We do have to warn you, my tone deaf brother-in-law has been practicing all week for a trip to a karaoke bar with us. I pity all who are within hearing range of our attempt at rock stardom.

Join us as we update you on our adventures and insights. We are really looking forward to telling you about it!

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A Day in Cape Town — Prisoners, Their Guard, and a Hike up Table Mountain

“I set off a bomb at a military building. I didn’t want to kill anyone and no one died. But, I made a statement about apartheid,” said Mabaso. Thulani Mabaso was a prisoner at Robben Island, a flat round island in the bay seven miles from Cape Town. He was imprisoned when he was 19 and finally freed when Nelson Mandela negotiated the release of all Pocahontas prisoners in 1991 — 12 years later.

Mabaso was our tour guide at Robben Island. He was articulate and passionate as he led our group through the prison where Nelson Mandela spent 17 of his 28 years in prison. All of us were riveted at his emotional recollections of Mandela and the conditions at the prison.

We saw the place where prisoners were processed into the prison. They were stripped, searched (in the only places that can be searched when one is naked), and issued clothing. The black prisoners were made to wear shorts to remind them the oppressive system of apartheid viewed them as mere “boys.” Leaders like Mandela were placed in a 6 ft. by 6 ft. cell with a mat as a bed, three blankets, and a bucket to use as a toilet.

Mabaso was quite proud that he was given a master key to the prison, an item he would have prized while incarcerated there. He planned to open the cell where Mandela had stayed. He bragged that other tour groups were only allowed to peek in.

While at Robben Island, Mabaso, like all political prisoners, was tortured. They beat him, cut him, forced him to eat his feces, and many other unspeakable acts. Family had to make arrangements to visit prisoners six months in advance. The prisoners, however, didn’t know about the visit until shortly before it occurred. Then they could only visit for 30 minutes with a glass wall between them. Once, Mabaso was told his father was coming to see him in a couple of days. He was so excited. When the time came for his father’s visit, he was brought to the warden’s office. They told him that he would be receiving no visitors that day. His father had been shot seven times and killed in his driveway the day before. They laughed at him and taunted him. He returned to his cell and cried.

When Mandela became president of South Africa in 1995, he closed Robben Island as a prison and converted it into a museum so the country would always remember. During the reunion of political prisoners that followed, Mabaso said he rose the ferry out to the island, but, he couldn’t force himself to get off. Once everyone else had exited, a crewman told him he had to disembark. He forced himself off. It was a highly emotional moment as the memories of his abuse came flooding back.

He then walked us to B section, the place where Mandela was imprisoned. We were able to enter his tiny cell. Mandela was about 6’4″ so he couldn’t even fully stretch out when he laid down on his mat. The prison only held Black (Bantu) and Coloured (Indians, mixed race, Asians) prisoners. White prisoners were held elsewhere. Black prisoners were given far fewer privileges, including a more sparse diet. Lisa and I have been reading Mandela’s autobiography, Long Walk to Freedom. It was incredible to us to see in person the place he described so vividly. We walked into the cell and sat on his mat. We could feel his presence there. I imagined what 17 years in this place would be like.

The daily schedule was unchanged. The were awakened, lights on at 5:30am; they were let out of their cells to clean their buckets at 6:45 am; they then ate a meager breakfast. The were chained up and walked to the limestone quarry about a mile away where they worked at breaking up and moving stone that would not be used for anything. At 4:00 they returned and took cold seawater showers that cleaned off the dirt and sweat but made them itchy from the salt. Mabaso said he read about Colgate soap that reduced the itching effect of the seawater. It worked and he said he still uses it today. The were then fed dinner and put back in their cells only to do it all over again the next day. They had Sundays off, but, Mabaso said it was the longest day of the week because they stayed in their cells most of the day.

Mabaso told us that the view of Table Mountain from Robben Island kept him sane. He once said that he would climb to the top of that mountain some day. A guard overheard him and said, “In your dreams.” Shortly after his release in 1991, Mabaso climbed Table Mountain. He said his dream had come true.

President Obama came to visit Robben Island during his visit to South Africa. Mabaso was there to coordinate the event and help lead him around the prison. A very proud day for him. You can read more about Thulani Mabaso’s story here: https://www.atlasobscura.com/articles/apartheid-in-south-africa

Speaking of climbing Table Mountain, Lisa and I did just that later the same day. The mountain is steep and rocky. The 2 1/2-mile, 2500 foot climb took us a little less than 2 hours, and ensured we slept very well last night! Our guide, Ross, looked straight out of central casting and was a fantastic educator on flora, fauna and trail tips. We were hot and sweaty for most of the steep, rocky climb. But, as we neared the summit, the winds picked up and the temperature dropped substantially. That caused us all to become a bit chilled as we waited for the tram rise down. Still, the views from the top were spectacular and we felt a tremendous sense of accomplishment as we posed for selfies in celebration.

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The Circle of Life

She suddenly stood at attention. Each one of her senses heightened. A storm was coming. The perfect time for the female leopard to find a meal for her 6-month old cub. The winds mask her scent from prey and makes it harder to hear her footsteps. We were on our final safari excursion last night when Ruth, our guide, got a radio message that the mother leopard had been located. She wasn’t far from us and it didn’t take long to find her. Soon after she came to attention she crouched down and started moving in a deliberate way through the long grass of the savannah.

It is late Spring in the African bush. Impalas, which are like small deer, are everywhere. The females are delivering their babies in droves. We had seen several new mothers and their babies over the past couple of day. Impala mothers separate from the herd when they deliver and they stay alone with their fawn for about three days to allow the mother to imprint on their newborn. The babies are able to walk within only a few minutes. But, of course, they are slower and less agile than they will be as they grow. A new mother with her fawn was hiding in the tall grass and shrubs about 200 yards from us.

Leopards are very patient hunters. They are extremely fast but don’t have great stamina. So, they work to get as close as possible without detection before they pounce. Impalas too are fast. They are also more agile than their predators. Still, with a baby in tow, mothers are far more vulnerable.

The leopard stopped and surveyed the situation. She had moved to within 100 yards of her target and was determining her next move.

She then began her move. She stealthily crept closer at a measured pace.

We had a vantage point that allowed us to see both the leopard and the impalas. The mother impala was frozen. She knew that escape would be a challenge. When the leopard got within about 25 yards she sprinted toward the impalas. Mother and baby ran behind a large rock closely followed by the leopard. We thought for sure the leopard had caught one or the other. But, they eluded the leopard by making a 90 degree turn and they came running back from behind the rock in the other direction.

As we watched all of this develop we couldn’t help but wonder whose side we were on. On one hand we wanted the mother and baby to survive. They were cute and vulnerable. On the other hand the leopard was hunting for her baby and without food, it would surely die. We were mere spectators as intervening on behalf of one or the other isn’t morally proper. Nature can be cruel and difficult to accept, but, the circle of life requires this drama to be played out.

Seconds later the leopard caught the baby impala. We heard a small shriek and it was over. The mother, who had escaped, looked on from a distance with what we interpreted as a deep sadness.

As the storm clouds grew closer the leopard began her trek back to her cub’s den. She traveled about a half mile as we followed. It is fascinating the way these animals pay absolutely no attention to us. They do not see people in Land Cruisers as a threat. We were nothing more than a part of the landscape to her.

The leopard reached a clearing and set down her kill. She made a bleating call to her cub and waited. The winds continued to blow hard and the cub did not appear. At six-months old, it is beginning to wander off and likely did not hear her. The mother leopard began to look anxious. It isn’t unusual for a group of hyenas to follow a leopard and steal their prey. While the leopard could surely fight off a single hyena, they are no match for more than one. Her cub still didn’t appear. She picked up the fawn and continued to head south.

The bush is spotted with termite mounds. They range from a couple of feet to ten feet high. Many are abandoned and used as dens by mongoose, warthogs and other smaller animals. The leopard headed toward a termite mound situated next to a large tree. She climbed to the top of the mound. There she seemed to relax. From this perch she could see any approaching hyenas and should they come, she could climb the tree. Leopards are strong climbers and can carry over 200 pounds up a tree so the fawn provided no challenge should she need to ascend.

Mother leopard continued to bleat (that’s the only word that I can think of to describe the sound) for her cub. But, as she relaxed, she also began to clean herself not unlike a house cat does.

The cub still did not appear. She laid down and continued to wait. The thunderstorms grew close with lighting strikes and thunder. As the sun began to set and the storm upon us, we decided to head back to our lodge.

As we drove back to camp we hoped that the cub was okay. This morning we heard that it was spotted in the same area we had left its mother the night before. I assume it had a full belly.

The circle of life continues.

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Things We Learned on our First Safari

Brad and I are in Sabi Sabi Private Game Reserve experiencing our first safari and enjoying every second of it. Here are a few things we have learned so far. In no particular order whatsoever.

— Safaris happen when the animals are most active. This means that you get up at the crack of dawn, rest during the middle of the day, and go back out in the evening. Because you are out for three and four hour stretches, they do require that you plan ahead for your beverage management. For me, that means maybe only a half cup of coffee before we go! Yikes!

— Be prepared to gain five pounds. The dining schedule goes like this.

5:30 am: Light Breakfast

9:00 am: Hearty Breakfast

1:00 pm: Lunch

4:00 pm: Afternoon High Tea

6:30: Cocktail while watching the sunset in the Savannah

7:30: Pre-dinner drinks in bar

8:00: Dinner

— Have your camera at the ready at all times. Impala, Kudu, and Warthogs have joined us at the lodge and at our patios. Apparently, just recently an elephant was found on the roof of our lodge!

— You will be escorted to your room by a guide when it gets dark. You don’t want to become someone’s midnight snack!

— Safaris can be relaxing. There are hundreds of species of birds here and their songs are very peaceful. I may have become a “birder” on this trip and could be joining Mary Frandsen in her love and appreciation of birds. Sorry Brad and Mike!

— Safaris can be joyous. We witnessed the birth of a baby impala and watched her take her first steps. She wobbled and fell down several times at the beginning but with her Mother’s encouragement she was up and running in about five minutes. It was joyful.

— Safaris can be intense. Think the Indiana Jones ride in Disneyland on steroids. We got a call that there was a wild dog siting one morning and our guide, Ruth, sped so fast in the pouring rain that we may or may not have almost lost Mary Stevens out the back of the Jeep once or twice!

Safaris can be heart-stopping. We came upon a leopard yesterday and he came within five feet of our Jeep in his effort to go find dinner. A few of us in the Jeep stopped breathing for a moment or two.

— Shamans are real. We visited a shaman in the nearby village and she predicted our group would see a leopard and within thirty minutes on the ride home we all encountered our first leopard. He had been eluding us for days.

— African children are loving and are eager to pose for photos and give you hugs. We spent a morning at several nearby schools and were completely overwhelmed by the children’s hugs and smiles.

— Mothers are the heroes of the Savannah but also can be the most vulnerable. The gestational periods for elephants can be up to 22 months , the Rhino up to 15-16, while the hippo and impala are only 6-8 months. The Lionesses have cubs in only 110 days. The Mothers we saw were very protective of their young while the male species were off galavanting or possibly watching football! Sadly, Mothers and Babies can also be prey because they are the most vulnerable especially after they have just given birth.

— There is an incredible diversity of animals and birds on the Savannah and they even provide you a check list to mark them off! I love lists so it has been great fun. So far, I have checked off 24 animal species including animals I had never heard of like Kudus, Bushbucks, and Duikers. We have also checked off 32 species of beautiful, colorful birds with names like the Square-Tailed Nightjar, the Red-Billed Oxpecker, and the Lilac-breasted Roller.

— We saw the Big Five and are allowed to go off road to follow them. So far, we have seen Lions, Rhinos, Cape Buffalo, Elephant, and our elusive Leopard. Following a leopard as he went after a kill might be one of the most exciting animal experiences I have ever heard. We have been close to seeing the Magnificent Seven which include all the Big Five, Wild Dogs, and Cheetah. All we need to do is find that rarely-sighted Cheetah.

— Bush Walks have their own element of excitement. We went out today with two guides whose rifles were loaded and told us what to do if we happened to run upon a lion or elephants. The rules are no walking and talking and no running away or screaming if we happen upon a large animal. While we were on foot, we chanced upon an elephant, a hippo, and more kudu. Not your average walk around the property!!

Our guide and tracker are passionate and incredibly knowledgeable. Our guide, Ruth is a 23 year old woman from CapeTown who has a love of the Savannah that is unparalleled. Her knowledge of every living creature that we have encountered is astounding. She is willing to pick up Elephant Dung and show us everything the elephants have had for breakfast as well as telling us colorful mating stories of African Crake (The males stick around in this story). Dollen, our tracker can sight a Serval in the high grass in the dark or a Verreaux’s Eagle Owl in a dense tree from afar. His sensory perception is unreal. We have felt fortunate to have Ruth and Dollen as our team this week. It is going to be hard to say good-bye tomorrow. There will be tears.

Here are a sampling of other animals we saw along the way:

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The Mighty Himalayas

On Tuesday, Nov 3, Brad and I are heading out for a two week journey to the Himalayan countries. We’ll visit Thailand, Bhutan, China, and Tibet.  The wonderful team through Exclusive Resorts will be our travel guide and have given us our packing lists, visas, and tons of advice on how to sleep at high altitude!  We will be traveling from Bangkok at sea level to over 14,000 feet in Tibet.  Packing for this adventure is a challenge as well since the current temperature in Bangkok is 92 degrees and in Lhasa, Tibet it is 36 degrees with snow showers!  Packing only 44 lbs of luggage for such different climates could be our first real test of the trip!

We chose the Himalayas because it brought together hiking, spiritual and cultural events, and just plain breath-taking views for Brad to photograph!  We also hope to go to a lot of markets and add to the canvas food pictures on our kitchen wall.  I personally am looking forward to meeting with an astrologer, learning about Tibetan medicine and buddhism, and taking an archery lesson among all of the other site-seeing opportunities.  It’s going to be a trip we won’t soon forget!

Our original trip was to include Nepal but we no longer can visit there because of the devastating earthquake that hit the country last spring.  We had friends on that journey and were following them via Facebook.  They were in the airport the day the earthquake hit and were able to leave five hours later. They were, however, definitely affected by the quake and how close they came to being in a disaster of epic proportions.  We are saddened that we still cannot visit Nepal because the infrastructure is not capable of hosting tourists yet.  We know that this must be devastating to the economy and people of Nepal.

We will try our very best to keep you posted about our journeys via this blog but we have been told that some of the countries we will visit won’t allow us to post via Facebook (What? The horror!) and the internet.  When I called AT&T yesterday to get extra international coverage, they let me know that they really don’t have an international service plan where we are going so we should try not to use our phones unless there is a true emergency!  I guess we really will be off the grid!

We have published our itinerary on the side of this blog so you can follow where we are during the next two weeks.  At this point, they are just words and names on an itinerary to us as we have never been to any of these places before and have only briefly read our travel books.  (I’m not sure that Brad even knows exactly what day and time we are leaving yet!)  Those of you who have followed us before know that our trips have had many interesting twists and turns from Brad being detained in Chile for a contraband apple to Lisa getting a fish massage in Cambodia and, of course, to Brad’s infamous $2.50 haircut.  (They are in previous posts if you are interested!)  Who knows what mishaps lie ahead!

Enjoy the journey with us!

Brad and Lisa

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Final Thoughts on our Trip to Argentina and Chile

Group Travel is not for everyone.  Sometimes there are schedules and early wake-up calls and tours that might not be of interest. Sometimes you have the loss of spontaneity that you get when you travel alone.    But if you travel with a group like we just did, you will find yourself having adventures that you never thought you would experience and go to places that you have never heard of.  When we signed on for this trip, we were excited about visiting Buenos Aires and Santiago;  we had read about these two cities and had seen many photographs.  As everyone knows, we love our wine so we knew that Mendoza would be a favorite for the both of us.  Drinking Malbec at the base of the Andes Mountains?  A no-brainer.

But we had never even heard of the Atacama Desert.  We had no idea what to expect; the itinerary suggested some hiking in the mountains and we thought that would be fun because we like to hike.  Little did we know that we would get to see landscapes so unreal that we thought we were in a movie set of Star Wars or Indiana Jones; or  that we would experience bubbling, sizzling geysers as we watched the sunrise in the Andes; or view the clearest night skies we have ever seen.   And, of course, we never dreamed we would run down a steep sand dune giggling and whooping it up like a bunch of children!

Another thing that happens on a group trip is that you form some wonderful friendships and bonds over the course of ten days.  We didn’t know any of the 22 people on our trip before we arrived but now we have lasting memories with each of them.  We all shared a love of travel and adventure but beyond that we all lived very different lives all throughout various parts of the country.  Because of this trip, we can now say we have tangoed together in Buenos Aires, discovered a secret speak-easy disguised as a floral shop, discussed art with an influential Buenos Aires Painter, played a Blind Wine-Tasting Game at the foot of the Andes, biked and hiked in Mendoza, were detained in a Chilean airport (ok…just Adele and Brad can say that), experienced the sunrise with bubbling geysers,  went star-gazing in the Southern Hemisphere, and ran down the steepest sand dune in the Atacama Desert.   Our last lunch was evidence of the bond we all formed as we made toast after toast to all of the fun things we did and our fantastic guides. Ten days ago we were strangers.  We now have a bond that will last a lifetime.

A group trip is only as good as its leaders and we had the good fortune of having a team that cared for our well-being every turn of the way.  Stephanie and Hallie from Blue Parallel worked tirelessly behind the scenes so we didn’t have to worry about anything.  Each of them could have been the same age as some of our children; yet they were the ones working hard to make sure that lost luggage was found and all of our dietary issues (and there were a lot) were cared for at each restaurant and dinner.  The moms of the group were all worried that Stephanie could never finish her meal for having to deal with various issues in the group and kept urging her to eat and rest more!  Stephanie had the patience of a saint and was always smiling and polite (there’s that word again) as the daily itineraries were changed or flights were missed because someone had an apple in his pack!

And then there was Dugald, our leader from Exclusive Resorts.  He was there with a devilish grin urging people to dive in to the freezing cold salt lagoon, run up a cactus-filled hill, or sprint down a steep sand dune– always in good spirit and filled with zest and enthusiasm.  He was a friend to us all,  always asking for feedback and checking in with how the trip was going.

Needless to say, because of all these bonds there were a few tears and lots of hugs when we had to say good-bye to everyone at the Santiago Airport.  We feel very fortunate to have been able to go on this trip with these people.  Memories like these can’t be made in a Frommers Guidebook, National Geographic, or an Internet Travel Site.  They must be savored and enjoyed with a Pisco Sour and a run down a sand dune!

Stephanie, Hallie, and Dugald:  Our Fearless Leaders

Stephanie, Hallie, and Dugald: Our Fearless Leaders

The Group

The Group

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