Sunday, June 24, 2012

HIGH ANDES IN PERU


After 18 hours in two airbuses, luckilly equipped with business seat/beds, we landed in Lima at 6 a.m. with a 7 hours jetlag. Professor Luz and driver William took us straight from the airport on a 7,5 hour drive in a jeep to Huancayo, which is 350 km North-East of Lima. From about 25 m above the sea level we climbed up to 4.818 m to the pass Anticona.
On the way down there were several mines with small cities attached, which contribute to the country’s improving economy. The biggest one, in Oroya, was closed, because the government accused the (foreign) company to damage the environment. Oroya miners were upset, because they lost their jobs, and were preparing to block the only road through the Andes by the end of the month, which was the time we were supposed to return.




Oroya mine

H u a n c a y o

A small city 3.300 m above sea level. Main road full of nice shops, restaurants, banks. Busy place, friendly environment, but on every third corner a police patrol. Saturday is obviously a wedding day. The parties were cueing in front of a barock church on the Placa Constitution. Relatives from all parts of the country, old ladies in traditional dresses and hats, music in colourful costumes. A fiesta with dancing and singing, really nice welcome to Peru on our free Saturday morning.



Wedding guests on Placa Constitution

T h e  b a r l e y  p r o j e c t

Ten years ago, professor Luz irradiated seeds in order to speed up mutation process, which is happening very slowly with all species on Earth. The best one she planted for eight generations and finally arrived at “Centenario”, a barley variety which thrives well up to 4.000 m above sea level. The previous barley crops in such height were good enough only as a fodder; this variety can sell for double the price of a conventional barley.



                          Irradiation in a gamma cell                                               Professor Luz with her "centenario"

 J a u j a  m a r k e t

Small city in the province Huancavelico with a colorful Sunday market. We filmed small farmers, coming with Bajaj taxi (same name as in Jakarta !) and bringing small bags with crops to a merchant, who does not pay immediately; he just writes a bill on a piece of paper, as he only gets the money after reselling.


P i t i k  h a r v e s t

Above the city Sincos lies a village Aramanchaya. Just outside, in a place called Pitik, there are potato and barley fields. It’s harvest time. Small farmers still harvest in a traditional way. Several guys with sickels cut the crop and bring it on a alarge canvas, where the donkeys thresh it. In the middle of the working day, the boss gave everyone a handful of coca leaves to chew. The harvest was happening 3.767 m high. Checking my footage afterwards, I heard in many shots my heavy breathing, which spoiled the music of a piper, who was making the workers pace with a drum.



                          Getting fit with coca leaves                                               Filming excercise close to 4000 m



Restaurant Huancahuasi in the outskirts of Huancayo was highly praised by tourist guidebook. It was large, touristy decorated, and at 6 p.m. completely empty. A Peruvian specialty, guinea pig, tasted like a very soft rabbit. Having the whole animal (with the head!) on the plate was a bit disgusting.


The smile is just for the camera

 Restaurant Inca, in a side street just opposite the main church, was always full with locals, many young people mostly just drinking Calentito Especial. Looks like a juice, has a lot of rum in it and is served with a mini glass of honey.

On the way back to Lima we stopped at Anticona pass, where I almost fell unconscious after running up a short staircase to a viewing platform - still not adapted to the highlands. The trucks and busses going downhill could  speed up, which they did often in amazingly dangerous way. Our driver was very disciplined and very safe.


IAEA video unit - producer & cameraman

L i m a

A mixture of modern districts and shabby slums. Traffic not as heavy as announced by our friends, but often they urged us to close the car window, check the door lock and keep cameras and handbags out of sight.


                           Main road along the Lima beaches                                        Barranca district

Hotel Second Home is run buy Lilian and her brother Victor, whose father is a well known artist   Victor Delfin.  The hotel buildings are placed in three levels on a hill and are full of masters paintings, sculptures, even furniture. He lives on the lower level next to a swimming pool, has his atelier and exhibition room there. Our rooms were on the middle level and had balconys looking down at the Pacific beach. The hotel complex is in the centraly located Barranco district and it take 10 minutes to walk along nice houses and colorful restaurants down to the beach.


                          Hotel enrtance hall                                                                   by Victor Delfin

Ayahuasca bar is just around the corner from the hotel. Architecture reminds maur style buildings in Zanzibar. Several rooms and yards interconnected in a maze, nicely decorated, in the evening filling with young rich who want to be seen.

Documenting the barley project brought us to La Molina university, where the centenario variety was born. There are test fields and laboratories there. We also visited the irradiation facility, which took a long drive to the North, through strange moonlike landscapes.

Four hours before leaving to the airport, we could gather some impressions of the city centre.
Catedral de Lima on the central square looks magnificent from outside but the inner décor is far not so shiny as Europe barock churches. There is a chappel dedicated to Francisco Pizarro.


Catedral de Lima

Monasterio de San Francisco is a large museum with two highlights. Long catacombs with 70.000 “graves” and a beautiful old library with 25.000 antique texts.
Here, at a stand near the exit I finally got my mate burilado, a small dried pumpkin, decorated by Walas  with religious and historic motives.




                           Inner garden of San Francisco                                                       The catacombs


                           Near the main square                                                        Artist Walas with my mate burilado


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Sunday, April 1, 2012

SEARCH FOR SICK COWS IN CAMEROON


Douala adventures


It was luck that I could start that jiurney at all, after a front collision with another biker on a busy Viennese square, on a late evening, just 2 days before departure. What could have been a serious injury ended up only as a swollen right eye in dark blue and red. Sharing Air France business class with apparently well known group Kon Live, known also as Konvikt Music, in my shades I had the coolest artistic look.
Even bigger portion of luck I experienced at Marche Centrale in Douala. Only absolute fool would go alone on such a crowded market and demonstrate a photo-camera taking pictures and videos. Here is one:



Shortly after taking the video, things happened very fast. I remember the shock as the camera was ripped off my waist. Then I remember being on the ground, a musculous body in a blue T-shirt underneath, surrounded by a shouting crowd, trying to reach the camera in his left hand. Then I saw him jumping over a nearby wall, some guys following him. Thinking of it now, I was really lucky that I did not fight harder, as he might have pulled a knife, or someone around could have. At that time I was only upset that I lost the pictures from the market and that I would not be able to take any more during the trip to follow.
While walking there  and back and thinking if I should look for a police station, suddenly a huge guy in an orange shirt started a conversation (in French) and in a plastic bag he was holding my camera ! Finally, I left a deserted room just next to the market, holding firmly the camera and leaving 15.000 XAF behind. I believe that everyone was happy. The guys earned 24 euro and I had an adventure of my life, while keeping my possessions & health intact.
Only later I found out that in the fight the guy must have hit my right ribs (just the other side than the broken ones 9 years ago) with his elbow. It was hurting night and day, especially when the shoulder support of the camera was leaning exactly agains that spot, or when the jeep bumped on the “safari” tracks in the Extreme North.

Garoua

A local flight took us to a small city with a clean hotel called after the river Benoua, offering a swimming pool, decent meals and good local beer.
Sunday afternoon in Benoua hotel

Next to Garoua is the state owned laboratory Lanavet, which is dealing with animal diseases. If an infection hits a cow herd, it can eliminate half of it, cutting the farmers "savings" by half. Early diagnosis (done with a portable kit co-developed by the IAEA), and subsequent vaccination can save the farmer from a disaster.
Dr.Abel Wade is participating in the project


Pitoa market

Before getting a chance to film on a market in Cameroon, one has talk at length with the governor of the whole region, then to pay a courtessy visit to the mayor of Pitoa. It was well worth, because this market, about 30 min drive North of Maroua,  was one of the most spectacular market places I have ever seen. Having officials as a company, universal access to all places run by local vendors was granted.



Maroua

Another small city  further in the North can be reached by car. Hotel Porto Mayo, run by a German called Reinhard, offers hunting trips. But that was not our intention. 

Dr.Wade in the field, testing sick animals

Sick cows

  and goats were our targets. We were driving to distant places to find farmers plaqued by animal diseases. Granted access to villages, which did not change much through the centuries, we had a chance to get in touch with the real African life. Poor, simple conditions, but most people made a happy impression, and even in distant villages, women were dressed in beautifiul colcorful clothing.




Rumsiki

The hunt for sick cows brought us close to Nigerian border, to a unique scenery with spectacular rock formations, suddenly opening behind the windows of our Toyota. Even the vilages became more spectacular here.



Douala apres …

Due to bad communication between local and international airlines one has to wait whole day for a connection flight. This time in a seamans mission hotel called Foyer de marina. I did not even go around the corner to a grocers shop to buy water this time. A clean pool, good food and drinks in a largely European company made a good transition to mid Europe where we were heading.

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Monday, February 13, 2012

JAKARTA preserving naval history


J a k a r t a

City of contrasts – dirty slums, houses of the rich, districts with high rise buildings or historic parts preserving in a colorful way the past centuries.



One thing is common everywhere – the heavy traffic. With no subway in a place with 20 million people, the majority is using cars or buses. During the day there are endless traffic jams everywhere, so moving just a few kilometers can last hour/s/.


                                                        Bikers can move a bit faster

F o o d I r r a d i a t i o n

In a hot and humid climate the food deteriorates fast. That is why Indonesia has been for decades using irradiation not only for spices (which is commonly irradiated in Europe or USA) but also a variety of other food commodities.
The IAEA is running a food irradiation project in Jakarta and that was why we spent several days with a camera there (unfortunately more time in traffic jams than on filming locations).



We visited Batan, the state reasearch institute, which is also running a small irradiator, comercial irradiation facility Rel Ion, which is routinely streilizing large quantities of medical stuff.


                                                      Cobalt 60 source in Rel Ion

We filmed in Gerak Tani, a spice factory, which can extend shelf life of their products from a few days to 50, in a tofu factory Yun-ti, which is trying to get a licence for irradiating.


                                                         
S u n d a  K e l a p a

Two private days spent in the very North, which can be easily reached by a cheap "Trans Jakarta" bus from  Ibis Tamarin hotel in about 15 min. Probably only on weekends and thanks to a separate lane.


The historic harbor makes an impression the time stopped there several hundred years ago. It is very busy, ships being loaded and unloaded.



A local guide, Didi Faturahman, provides a waterfall of information in good English. Founded by the Dutch in the 14th century, nowadays the trade between the islands goes very well. Due to flat bottom  the boats can compete with modern ships. A trip from Java to Borneo takes 5 days. Another week takes unloading and loading, then they go back. The captain earns 15 million rupees (1,300 Euro), a sailor 7, a harbor worker half of that. Everyone is happy.
There are 9 men in the boat, a sailors cabin reminds of what I saw in a maritime museum in San Francisco showing sailors conditions in the 16th and 17th century - size of a lavatory, a simple mat on the floor. But in the rear of the boat, there is a TV set.


L u a r  B a t a n g

Fishermen village developed from the 14th century hand in hand with the harbor. Very poor, very colorful and extremely friendly. Walking in the slums in Africa or South America can be life threatening. Here, you have a feeling the poor people are happy to see a "wealthy" foreigner. Broad smile and a loud greeting at a distance is very common, people are happy to pose in front a a camera.





P a s a r  I k a n

Adjacent to the village is the fish-market. Selling not only fish but also all kind of accessories for ther boats.




N a t i o n a l  M u s e u m

Another highlight of Jakarta. Because of the very heavy traffic in the city, the tourists seem to be discouraged. You will find mainly locals in this very unique museum.



Ethnic groups from 17.000 islands are represented here with their ceremonial artefacts and historic documents.





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