Showing posts with label Activities. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Activities. Show all posts

Sunday, February 7, 2016

Our Day with the Elephants... Guest post by G


Guest post by G.....

In Chiang Mia the thing to do is go for an elephant ride but we were not doing that exactly, we were being mahouts for a day.  Mahouts are the people who care for the elephants.  Here are some basic commands for the elephants when you’re just walking with them:
•   Ma = go
•   Ha = stop
•   Melon (me-LAWN) = lay down
•   Look (luke) = get up

Here are the commands for when you’re riding them:
•   So = let me up your leg
•   Cumpot (KUUM pot) = let me up on your trunk
•   Huey (WHO ey) = go
•   DD (DEE dee) = be nice
•   Yahna (YAH na) = stop eating

The most common command was “Huey” during the ride.  You would always be hearing, “Huey! Huey!” the whole time.

We were riding bare back, which is much better than the seats that some people have on the elephants.  Some people tie these seats with a rope around their tails so when they are going down the chair does not slide forward, and they do the same with the neck and a rope for going uphill.  Also there is a rope around the stomach to keep the chair from falling off the side of the elephant.  This rope is constantly moving so it cuts the stomach and then keeps on rubbing the already cut stomach.  As this is all happening, this is mixed with constant work hours and not much food, the elephants actually try to make the tourists fall off.  Riding bare back has no ropes so it is much better.

Many elephants that are near the city are dying because of contaminated water from the factories that dump waste into it.  When the elephants eat, which is pretty much all day, they want to drink after that. When the elephants drink the contaminated water they get constipated and do not eat or drink.  After 3 days they die of constipation. The only way to prevent this is putting your hand up their rear and pulling the poo out.

Elephant poo is actually used for many things including paper and cigarettes.  The people who take care of the elephants smoke elephant poo with a little tobacco wrapped in a banana leaf and they say it helps them not get a cough.  If you can imagine elephants have a lot of poo and pee!

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The first thing we did was washing the elephants.  This was fantastic!  We had to get them thoroughly wet, then scrub them down, then get them wet again.  Each elephant had a mahout.  My elephant’s caretaker would hold his trunk and I would pour water down it and then the elephant would blow it all over itself.  Riding the elephants was amazing!  We sat up on its neck, but the guides didn't really care how you sat, so us boys would lay down like we were riding a road bike.  We went through the streams and then stopped for lunch. 
Mahout pouring water down elephant's trunk
Our family with elephants after bathing them
Mom, Dad & SJ's 1st time un on the elephant!
G & mahout riding on the elephant
G riding on his elephant
Oldest son riding on the elephant
Mom, Dad & SJ trekking along
After lunch we served the table cloth to the elephant -  it was a leaf and the elephants got all the “leaftovers.”   Then we went swimming with the elephant.  She lifted us up on her trunk so we did the sexy pose while being lifted up on the elephants trunk, it was awesome! Then we did some more riding.  I would pick leaves and put them in front of my elephant’s eye and she would lift her trunk up and eat them. Elephants eat basically everything green; bamboo, sugar cane, and a variety of different leaves.  All the elephants were female.  My elephant’s name was Chabaka though I called him Chewbacca.  My middle brother’s elephant was Maman though he called his “My Man.”  Mom, Dad and SJ’s elephant was named Cosoy and my oldest brother doesn't remember his elephant’s name.
Lunch time

Family swim with the elephant
Boys on the elephant
Sweet elephant pose!
Here come Mom, Dad & SJ!
Oldest giving his elephant a snack
Middle brother loving his ride

This was one of the things I was really hoping to do in Asia.  So I was really excited to have the unique experience of bareback riding elephants.  My favorite part was when the mahout would hold my elephants trunk and I would pour water down it and she would spray the water all over herself.

G with the baby elephant!


Friday, October 2, 2015

Machu Picchu - UNREAL!

This is a tough post to do because we know before even starting that there is no way our words or pictures can do justice to this piece of our adventure - but, being first born children, we will try anyway.

Summary:
  • We have studied and looked at a lot of pictures of Machu Picchu over the years and one thing is clear: it is bigger than any one photograph can capture. This was evident right away. It was truly an amazing site to see with our own eyes and certainly deserves to be one of the 7 wonders of the world. 
  • The water engineering by the Incas is unbelievable. This enthralled dad and G as they tried to process the vast genius in what they have done. Machu Picchu sits about 8500 feet in the mountains surrounded by much taller mountains and it rains a solid 6 months of the year. Without proper drainage the place would just wash away, and yet it stands some 600 years later. There are small channels throughout the entire structure that still operate today. We learned that the Inca Empire actually ran glacial water throughout the entire kingdom, moving water over 3000km, all the way to the coasts in some instances.
  • The Trek to get to Machu Picchu was a feat in and of itself. As a family we had to conquer adversity and challenges in ways we have never experienced. To end our two month Central/South American tour here was a treat.  
  • One of our best friends joined us for this journey which was truly special and helped combat the homesick feeling that is creeping upon us.
  • We got sick! Four of us got very sick (food poisoning) on our third night up at 12,000 feet and it was scary as the dehydration from the food poisoning led to altitude sickness. Thanks for all of the prayers that got us through those 24 hours!
  • Psalm 121 was what we clung to for this hike and repeated many times!
So, if you are a glutton for punishment and want more details here you go...

Our first day started out being picked up at our hotel in Cusco at 5AM. We took a shuttle bus to Uramtambo where we had a quick breakfast and ventured further to our drop point. This would typically be the 82km point but because of some construction we had to start at 78km and hike our way to the checkpoint. Fairly flat and easy but it made for a longer day. We eventually reached our checkpoint and entered the official trail. The first day was a 11km hike climbing from about 8923 ft to 9612 ft, moving from Piskacucho to Hatunchaca. It was a fairly easy day and we were very impressed with our food and picturesque lunch stop. They laid down a tarp in a tent and give us a 30 minute nap after lunch time.
Beginning the Inca Trail!
Short rest after lunch
This is a small ruin seen on first day hike
Our guide Saul teaching us about Incas

These are some of the porters or "chaskis" who carry the gear of the hikers, at times they run and most wear tattered sandals, these are incredibly hard working men!
Our 2nd day is known to be the toughest as we climb over "Dead Woman's Pass," which requires rising at 5am. We woke up to a great sky and perfect weather and felt truly blessed as many people have to do this climb in the rain and we were fortunate.  We were all a little nervous not knowing what to fully expect. In total, we hiked about 11.5KM moving from Hatunchaca to Pacaymayu. This hike involved about 6 hours of hiking up to the pass and then another 2 hours down to our campsite. As we climbed, we made reasonable progress and our guide was truly impressed with SJ who worked her way with our oldest at a steady clip. The climbing from hour 3-5 was pretty intense and eventually SJ hopped onto Melcher's (her personal porter when desired) shoulders for the final push which was right about 14,000 feet. After we all made it to the top we rested and basked in our accomplishment and the great views for a while.
Phew!  We did it!
From the top of Dead Woman's Pass
Dead Woman's Pass
Resting in the clouds
Then we start heading down a very steep and rocky path and it promptly began to rain, which made each step slippery, but our spirits were high knowing we had conquered the toughest part. The rain lightened up as we got to camp but most of us crawled into our tents at about 4:00 to rest before dinner.  SJ hiked on her own about 6 of the 8 hours. We ended this day about 11,700 feet and slept well.

Our 3rd day was a mere 5 hour hike and we got the joy of sleeping until 6:30 since it's a shorter trek. We hiked from Pacaymayu to Phuyupatamarca, stopping at some ruins along the way to explore. Overall it was a fairly flat day with our elevation staying about 12,000 ft all day. 

Boys with Uncle Ray at a ruin along the way.
Hiking into a tunnel in the cloud forest
The campsite that we ended at was by far the greatest one yet, as its sits in the cloud forest atop a mountain with amazing views all around. Just below we could see a good sized ruin and the mountain ranges in the distance were breathtaking as one had a large glacier on top. Clouds roll in and out with a slow peaceful motion and the best part was that we had beautiful weather that afternoon to soak it in.
Camp site in the clouds - Phuyupatamacrca
All of us in front of our tents with a llama photo bombing us!
Another great view from our campsite!
Dad and G enjoying the views!
Unfortunately, as the day wore on it took a sudden turn. Around 4:00, our oldest announced he wasn't feeling the greatest and decided to rest some in the tent. Everyone else started feeling a bit queasy and decided to skip dinner, leaving Dad, SJ and Saul to eat together in a rather awkward fashion.  The cook seemed a little annoyed that no one else showed up so Dad tried to get some of the chaskis (porters) to join them but they acted a bit shy and refused.  Before dinner was over three in our group were having serious issues and it escalated violently.  Thankfully the toilet tent was moved in front of our tents as we were having a hard time finding it in our panic as it was a bit down the cliff and getting dark. But one toilet tent wasn't enough for what was happening to us and as Cipro wasn't sticking, dehydration became a serious concern as we were over 12,000 feet. Any liquids ingested immediately came back out. After several non-stop hours of this, we decide to turn on our phones (this is the first place we had been with cell coverage on the hike) and get people praying (thanks to all).  This lasted past midnight and we were so grateful the rain held off as we were all a mess.  We got little sleep and then around 4:30am it hit dad hard and he became a full participant.

By 8am we were not sure what do to. Dad could hardly get up and was weak and a bit delirious. We had a 5 hour hike ahead of us on very little sleep, no fluid, and no energy. The guide had previously mentioned to mom that this day was the most dangerous because of steep cliffs and drop offs, so there was concern about physical safety if we pushed too hard.  The next camping group was encroaching on our tents and it was time to make a decision. Eventually we had to go, and thankfully we were able to keep small amounts of water down as we began our trek down the mountain. Our guides set up a "resting" site about three hours down the mountain where we hiked to, skipping a ruin that is typically seen. There was a bit of delirium on dad and our oldest's part but we did eventually make it to this make-shift campsite where we slept for an hour or two before pushing the final two hours to Machu Picchu. By this point, things were looking better as descending was eliminating some of the altitude sickness and fluids were being maintained. We were able to keep a liter or so of water down and, though tired, we no longer feared not making it. We moved slowly and tried to enjoy the scenery and our last day of the hike together.

Machu Picchu was worth the effort though!  Our final steps were called "Gringo Killers" and we entered the Sun Gate on a beautiful day. We didn't get to enter the city as our tour was scheduled for the following day, but we walked up to the entrance and took photos and embraced the amazing journey we had completed. Other than getting sick, our trek was outstanding and we really enjoyed the whole adventurewith adversity securing a solid memory.
"Gringo Killers" - final steps before the Sun Gate
We made it!  Our view of Machu Picchu from the Sun Gate!
Panoramic from Sun Gate
View from the Sun gate - the switch back road is what buses take
Hiking down from the Sun Gate 
We were originally scheduled to camp our last night just outside of town.  However, in learning some of the details of this camp location, we had opted to find a hostel in town.  What a relief to be in a bed, to get a somewhat decent night's sleep (the Peruvians were partying all night), and to have warm showers after the episodes of the previous night!

The next morning we opted to sleep in a bit and had breakfast at 7:30 and took the bus up the mountain to get our tour of Machu Picchu with our guide. He explained the various temples, rocks, restoration work and history of this amazing site. We then walked around on our own for about an hour and a half before catching the train back to Uramtambo where a bus took us back to Cusco. We had one final dinner at a restaurant we already knew to be outstanding, slept well in a hotel and were ready to leave at 5:45AM for our 8AM flight to Lima. In Lima we had our first Starbucks in 9 weeks before parting ways with Ray as we headed to LA for a couple of nights with grandparents before heading on to New Zealand.

Morning views of Machu Picchu
Dad & the boys
The guys at Machu Picchu
More photos of it all:
Roof Architecture
Water drainage
Sun dial at top
View from Terrace



A favorite photo!


Train!!
Train!!

Sunday, August 23, 2015

Chichicastenango - a Mayan Education

Chichicastenango, is a small town in the Western Highlands of Guatemala, known for being the home of the largest market in Central and South America (possibly all the Americas).  The market is crammed into 20 blocks filled with vibrant colors, shoulder to shoulder people, and hosts flowers, weavings, live chickens, raw/butchered meat, freshly made tortillas, fruits, vegetables, wood carvings, second hand clothes, shoes, and more. 

Because of its location, a 2012 consensus estimates that 98% of the people are indigenous with many others coming here to buy and sell.  The people and their dress are beautiful.  We were told that taking a photo too close would capture their spirit, and so we did our best to be respectful and non-invasive.  Below is a slideshow we put together from our day at market.





According to the Joshua project, "70 percent of these indigenous people are animists, who revere spirits in nature and of ancestors.  About 30 percent are Christians, but their impact has been minimal.  Mayan religion pervades traditional rites, customs, and ways of thinking.  In recent years, foreigners have stirred a resurgence of interest in Mayan worldview, along with its religious practices."

We hired a tour guide to explain some of the Mayan history and practices that we were seeing take place.  This was amazingly informative and interesting.

Santo Tomas Church

Above is the Santo Tomas Church.  It is currently a Roman Catholic church that shares in worship with the Mayans.  When the Spanish arrived here there was an ‘X’ on the land where the church is.  The Spanish thought this was a bad sign and destroyed it and tried to build a church on the sight.  However, the church kept falling down.  A local shaman (Mayan priest), named Pasqual, offered to help the Spanish build their church in return for a stone from the completed church.  In 1545 when he received his stone, Pasqual was told to take it very far away from the church, so he went up the mountain and disappeared, never to be seen again.  

The place where the Mayans found Pasqual’s stone became the place where they made their sacrifices to their gods.  (Mayans used to sacrifice humans but when the Spanish came, they convinced them that chickens and animals could take the place of human life for sacrifices.)  One day a Mayan prayed for Pasqual’s return and got other Mayans to come up and pray for the same thing.  Then they realized that the stone that had been given to Pasqual resembled a human face.  While Pasqual’s remains have never been found, to this day the Mayans wonder if maybe the sky god turned Pasqual into the stone.

Meanwhile, the Spanish read the Mayan bible and realized the ‘X’ wasn’t evil but instead represented the 4 directions of the Earth (North, South, East, and West).  The church of Santo Tomas was built on the Mayan’s North site, which is where they go to pray for light and good things.  On the opposite side of the city is another site where the Mayan go to pray for dark things, black magic as they refer to it.  Mayans do not believe in police, so if they are wronged, this is an example of when they would go to the shaman at the South/dark site to pray for revenge or bad things to happen to their wrong doer.  The Mayans believe that there was a creator of life and that the creator took the four colors of corn and combined them to get different races and skin colors. 

The Catholics and the Mayans both use the Santo Tomas Church as their own.  There is a crucifix on the wall and mass is held here.  However, down the main aisle and throughout the church are areas where Mayans come to light candles and pray.  Along with the Catholic priest, there are also shamans who sit in the church and advise people.  Mayans also offer burnt sacrifices on the steps leading up to the church.
The Catholic church controls the walls and pews

Mayan prayer candle line the center floor

Each of the 18 steps leading up to the church relates to a month in the Mayan calendar year (18 months consisting of 20 days each, plus an additional 5 days for a total of 365 days to a calendar year).   When a baby is born, the shaman is immediately consulted and a book is read predicting the baby’s personality, strengths, struggles, and path in life.  The details of this prediction depend on the year, date, time of day and other factors, and much of the child’s life will be determined by this reading. 

18 Steps for the Mayan months and behind the boy is smoke coming from a recent sacrifice

The extra 5 days in a Mayan calendar year are used for days to decide and commit to making a major change in one’s life (for example stopping being an alcoholic).   In front of the church is a large pole.  People who decide to make a major life change will climb up this pole, tie themselves to it at the top, and then jump off!  Similar to bungee jumping, but more extreme!  We found a framed picture of this in one of the local shops.  It was explained to us that these people are showing their commitment to change and the pain that goes with that!

This is a picture of a picture as this only occurs on Dec. 18th

Growing up Mayan is not easy.  Because Mayans do not believe in doctors, when they get sick they go see a shaman.  The belief is that one is sick because of something bad they did, so they are hit with sticks and beaten until they have confessed all of the bad things that might have led to their illness.  Then they feel better.  Being that the shaman is also a doctor, he mixes up herbs for medicines and healings and is consulted for health purposes, often using a temazcal, a Mayan sauna, in the healing prescription.  When a woman is one month pregnant, she goes to visit the shaman.  She is required to go in the sauna and the shaman massages her belly and foretells the baby’s health while in the womb.

Shaman sauna

There is no divorce in the Mayan culture because when a couple wants to marry (which can happen as early as 12 or 13 years old), they bring their shamans together a month prior to the wedding date to meet and discuss their compatibility.  Going back to each of their paths based on the date and time they were born, should there be anything alarming about their paths joining together in harmony, the shamans would not marry the couple.  Being in love has no impact on this.  Most marriages are free choice, but some Mayan marriages are arranged and in some instances a dowry must be paid.

The Mayans have many gods that they pray to and worship.  San Simon is a popular god as he is god of the ladies.  Women present their requests to him (in a statue form) and then give him a lit cigarette.  If the cigarette stays lit, the request will be granted, but if the cigarette goes out quickly, the woman is not allowed to present her request again for another full year.  San Simon also enjoys receiving alcohol and somehow it gets poured into a funnel in his mouth, which will increase his favor towards the lady.

San Simon with cigarettes and booze

We hiked up to where the Mayans make their sacrifices and where Pasqual’s stone is to this day.  While up there, a sacrifice was being made for a man, praying that good things would come his way (maybe a new job, positive opportunity, or kind gesture).  The man sacrificing and praying layered chocolate brownies into a cone shape, filled the middle of the cone with jelly beans and other sweet delicacies and then placed light colored candles around the sacrifice.  He lit the candles, covered his head, and read from a prayer book.  Meanwhile the man who was being prayed for received a call on his cell phone, so he started talking to someone, while the other man was sacrificing for his well being!  We asked if this was considered rude or bad manners and was told that it was not.

Actual Mayan "sacrifice"

Prayer recital (with a phone call)

Near the rock of Pasqual there are what seem to be a pile of crosses, which caused us to wonder their significance.  However, we learned that they are actually the Mayan ‘X’ and that one is placed their every time a shaman dies and his name is written on it.

Center stone is Pasqual's rock

Finally, we saw from a distance the colorful city cemetery.  All religions are buried in this cemetery.  The colorful mausoleums belong to the Catholics and Mayans who celebrate the Day of the Dead, while the plain cement mausoleums are the Evangelicals, who do not celebrate the Day of the Dead.  On November 1st each year, the Catholics make large salads with different meats in it and pass them out for their celebration, while the Mayans make a drink with the four types of corn.

Cemetary

We learned so much more about conquistadors, festivities, masks, and celebrations, but have shared some of the details that fascinated us the most.  While it is interesting to learn about another culture and religion and think back to their history, we are so grateful to know Jesus Christ as our Lord and Savior.  To know that Jesus was the ultimate sacrifice, that He took the burden of our sins when He died on the cross, and that as Christians we are redeemed by His blood and not our own efforts.  The Bible tells us in Acts 4:11-12 that this Jesus is the stone that was rejected by you, the builders, which has become the cornerstone.  And there is salvation in no one else, for there is one name under heaven given among men by which we must be saved.
Kids posing with Conquistadors