Jardim Botanico Rio de Janeiro

To adapt - To adjust

After returning from a trip whether it be to Europe, to the United States or even a short trip into Southern Brazil, I always find myself not depressed exactly, but with a heavy, distraught feeling of need to re-adjust to Rio. On the surface this does not seem to make any sense. Rio is a beautiful city, in fact the farther away you go, the better your view and the more beautiful the city is. I always look forward to returning.

 

 

Centro Rio

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Central Madrid

 

 

         My question here is really about adjusting or adapting and why I would have to RE-adjust on every return.    If you look at the meaning of these two words they are basically the same. In fact the dictionary uses the word adapt to define adjust. Adjust (1) to adapt or conform (as to new conditions) and adapt (1) to make fit (as for a new situation) often by modification. This did not help me to understand my feelings, but down a bit at the bottom of adapt there was a section that said.... adapt implies modification according to changing circumstances and adjust implies bringing into a close and exact correspondence or harmony.

 

Based on this definition, I realized that I do the adapting part well. I can go to the cramped and chaotic supermarket and still remain polite, take a taxi to catch the bus to Friburgo, take the bus to go to the mall and sleep to the sound of buses shifting gears and horns of taxis protesting closely shared space, but I think that I have never adjusted.

 

There is no feeling of peace, of being at home, of being in harmony with my surroundings. I am always aware of being the stranger on the streets, anything I say in Portuguese marks me as 'Estrangeira' just as the blouses I wear or my sensible shoes, my broad shoulders and long stride do. Maybe speaking the language would bridge some of this need to adjust, it might bring some sense of harmony, but I fear it won't. I fear that only a life in your own country, among the major things that make home home can bring back any feeling of really belonging.

Last day in Spain

Yesterday morning, we left the hotel in Santiago de Compostela at 4:45 am and arrived in the Madrid apartment at 9:30 am. Camillo went back to bed for a nap and I walked to the Prado/botanical gardens. I wanted to re-take the photos I did in 'RAW' mode last week. I was concerned that I will never figure out how to save those photos and thought it best to try again.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

It took me 45 minutes to walk down to the museum. I didn't get lost exactly.  I was taking photos of the buildings along the way and just went walking a bit out of my way before I realized I wasn't on the same street anymore. The streets here are like a series of circles, interlocking like cogs on a gear, if you don't go fully around to the other side of the circle, (which is usually a nice fountain or statue that you need a photo of), you end up changing your direction. ANYWAY, I found a sign post with an arrow pointing me the right direction so I was never lost. You have to remember that I need the extra exercise, so I felt good about going for a little out of my way.

 

The botanical garden here is just as good as Rio's. Rio's is more of a nature walk, natural settings and Madrid's is a formal French garden setting. In Madrid's garden, the Dahlias were at the end of their bloom, but I was still able to find a few fresh blossoms. Some of those above, the white one in particular, were the size of footballs. Fantastic! Madrid also has the better green house than Rio. It is divided into 3 sections, tropical rain forest, subtropical and desert. I was in the tropical forest when the afternoon 'rains' came, I had to protect my camera but managed to catch the end of the misting humidity.

 

If anyone has interests in more cactus, tell me and I will send separate desert photos. I never realized the variations of cactus - and I was raised in Arizona where the gardens are made up of succulents.

 

My walked back to the apartment was only 15 minutes, getting back in plenty of time for a rest with my feet up before Camillo was ready for lunch.

I have loads more to say but don't want to put anyone to sleep so will stop now.

 

We leave tomorrow morning and will be back in Rio by Monday evening rush hour. I will have class on Tuesday and Wednesday then we will return to Nova Friburgo for a long weekend. I look forward to getting home - this means it has been a perfect vacation.

GingerV

Return to Santiago de Compostela

I got a comment on a prior post that we sound like we are having a lot of fun, but where are the photos of us?  I take a few photos of Camillo now and then but only once in a while give Camillo the camera to take one of me.... but today to prove to you that we are here and, yes, we are having a great time I have included photos of Camillo joining the Pilgrims at the finish, me enjoying lunch, Camillo with his video camera in front of the Cathedral and .... my contemplation of the view from the Park Alameda (a garden with huge old Oak trees high above the city.) with one of my intellectual friends at the end of the afternoon.

We had left the Cathedral of Santiago de Compostela until last and it was not the highlight of this visit. To me it was the most commercial of all the churches and Cathedrals we have visited - anywhere. They didn't charge for us to go in like many do, but it was definitely set up to move the tourist through, and not for quiet thought and appreciation.

 

 

 

  

    

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The city is charming, well maintained and easy to enjoy. Today we viewed the cathedral, walked the small side streets, ate and took a train ride (little bus-like train) around through the streets to try and see all that we could see. For example the train went through the university campus, this is something that was too far out for us to walk to see. The university has a beautiful tree lined campus and some unusual designed buildings.

Galicia - Day tour of the region!

Tour to Ourense in the Galicia region of Spain. Photos in order:   Drop off point, pigeon enjoying the famous thermal waters, Gloria of Santiago Cathedral, view of the Canyon above the river Sil, San Estevo de Ribas do Sil Benedictine monastery (mostly rebuilt in original 10th century style, is now a Hotel), Chestnuts imported by the Romans to feed their soldiers now in bloom, and San Pedro de Rocas.

Good Night!  

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Santiago de Compostela

Oh my aching feet! We walked up hill and down, for 3 hours today – after a lunch of roasted pork ribs and potatoes, very crusty bread and a robust (I am being nice) red wine. Maybe the feet are suffering from having the body weight more - when going up hills and up the stairs of two museums?

 

 

The buildings in old part of this city remind me of Ouro Preto, Brasil, elongated windows framed with granite, churches with double bell towers and some Portuguese words used in shop windows. Apparently they speak a Galician dialect here that is a strong mix of Portuguese and Spanish.

Today, we visited the Museum of the Pilgrims and the Monastery of San Martin Pinario.

 

The upper floors of the Monastery, above the church which is in the late Italian baroque style,  house a collection of holy art, science, pharmacy and printing tools from the 16th through the 19th century. Camillo did not climb the five flights of stairs with me and this one time he should have, wait until he reads this blog and sees what he missed!

 

 

 

 

Spain - another day

This entry will be short, I am tired and too full of wine to write something interesting. I made several mistakes today; first when at the Museo National del Prado and the Real Jardin Botanico, I took my photos in 'RAW' mode - instead of .jpeg in .nef. I had never heard of this before but it is an option on my new Nikon D40x. At lunch the other day, some young (cute) techy type guy was telling me about 'RAW' and I went into the menu on the camera to see if I had this option, and without realizing it I must have changed my camera to this mode. My photos (I hope) are not lost but I may have to buy a new editing program in order to read the photos. I am using Camillo's computer now and will not try to download the program while here - so you will have to wait for those photos. Second, I convinced Camillo that we should go into a supermarket that is underground, around the corner from the apartment.

You can not imagine the culture shock of this market compared to Zona Zul in Rio, or even worse the ABC Barateiro in Nova Friburgo. There were all sorts of foods, organized, clean, no long lines, and no baskets clogging the checkout lines. AND last, I did not take a photo of this wonderful place once past the fish counter. So you will all just have to take my word for it. Maybe I can go back - but I won't be able to buy any thing - I hate loosing my treasures in customs in the Rio Airport - they always seem to catch me with food in my suitcases - my eyes are probably always shifty with guilt. Ginger V

Madrid - Retraction

I have to apologize - print a retraction. Apparently the Cathedral of Madrid - Nuestra Senora de la Almudena was started in the late 1800s and finished, after  delays from wars and loss of funds, in 1993.

 

Camillo ask the man running the elevator to the Cupola for some information, and was given 'bogus information' about the construction. To compensate for my lack of correct detail, I am including some additional photos of the cathedral. ginger v

Spain - food and drink

SO FAR this trip I, surprisingly, don't feel like I have overeaten. Breakfast has been either scrambled eggs with toast and coffee, or a 'bakery' which is a pastry filled with a light cream. Lunch has been a soup (with chickpeas), crusty breads and a light wine or a sandwich made with thin slices of Serrano ham, Spain's answer to Parma ham - no mayo, no butter, no excess calories, just bread and ham - can't be fattening. I am probably in a state of denial - we'll see. I want you to see some of the food we have eaten 'with gusto'.

 

Yesterday, Silverio made for us his 'world' famous Paella, a rice and seafood dish that sold in every restaurant here, but the best is when Silverio makes it at home. The sea food available is the best looking I have seen anywhere. Just about every street we have walked has had a store selling hams and sausages, breads, chocolates and other sweets, or wines. Camillo's favorite here seems to be Tortillas - not like Mexico's but more like a quiche - made with eggs, onions and potatoes, usually it is served plain on a plate, today in Toledo it was on great slabs of bread.... I didn't eat this so WAS NOT fattening for sure.         GingerV