Frankly, I don’t know.
On a recent trip to Puerto Rico, we took a local bus to old San Juan and walked the tourist walk which was very enjoyable.
Yes, we saw the old streets and walked amongst the pigeons,
passed some very meaningful historic statues like LaRogativa,
I even took note of some nice street drain covers,
and the beautiful multi-coloured houses of La Perla. Did they all survive Hurricane Irma? I don’t know but I hope so.
and then the strangest thing happened.
BBC ~ the famous British Broadcasting Corporation ~ should know maps, global maps, right?
Singapore was once under the British rule, yes, we were part of the British Colony for 144 years. Wouldn’t a British news corporation then know where to get a proper map ~ be it from their archives or even Google Maps? Someone in the mapping department of the BBC must have been in post-pubcrawl stupor or working many hours overtime, but the editor … away on vacation?
To put the map of Sentosa, which is a resort island off the southern coast of Singapore, connected by a short road and cable car, as the island of Singapore is hard to believe and “digest”.
BBC’s wrong map!
and it took Coconuts.Co (a Singapore news site) to correct the BBC!
Coconuts.co did a superb correction.
How on earth (pun intended) can BBC air such a glaring error globally?
I have been asked many times “Which part of China is Singapore?”
Even a Social Security employee (many years ago) took the liberty of adding the word “China” to my application form without asking me. Fortunately I corrected her in 2 seconds, telling her that Singapore is an independent republic, 3 hours flying-time away from the southern most point of China.
Does that surprise you, my fellow readers?
Well, now that an important summit of the US President Donald Trump and North Korean leader Kim Jong Un is being held there, with over 3,000 journalists covering this piece of news being physically in Singapore and a spike in Google Search for Singapore’s location … I think I will now be relieved of the “China probe” when asked where I am originally from. (Yippee!!)
If you want to know where Singapore is, click Google Map and add to its Search statistic.
Yes, I have been resting my fingers from blogging but I simply am unable to resist posting this. I am after all a true blood Singaporean and proud of it.
… be sure to wear some flowers in your hair …
Ah yes, that beautiful song by Scott McKenzie.
The Hippie Movement has always intrigued me. The flower children advocating peace and love, dressing differently and creating a new form of ‘psychedelic’ music which literally changed cultures and lifestyles for the young, all over the world. I think I would have happily been a hippie but unfortunately was born in the wrong place, at the wrong time.
Oh well, no harm then visiting the site where early hippies hung out and began their love trips. (Better late than Never.)
Haight-Ashbury ~ where it all began
When the influx of young ones, also known as Hippies, began growing for their Summer of Love event, Haight-Ashbury soon became known as “Hashbury”. Even today, it is so appropriate and in my humble opinion, it’s a very sweet nickname. 😆
The scent/aroma was just there! It made me wonder if I would feel the effect of the second-hand smoke (not that I’m complaining).
Jimi Hendrix lived at 1524 Haight Street
It would have been a bonus if some ‘smoke shop’ had played Jimi Hendrix’s Purple Haze while I strolled by.
How can I possibly not visit one of the oldest Chinatowns (which can be traced to have begun around the mid 1850’s) in the USA?
I wasn’t sure if one is supposed to begin one’s exploration via the entrance or simply walk through using many of its mini-sidestreets.
The “entrance” to Chinatown.
We roamed the steep gradient streets and found the official entrance which had the slogan 天下为公 (read from right to left) meaning The World is for All and decided to re-do our walk-in.
We were greeted by several of our primate ancestors’ effigies so I decided to capture a photo of one, simply as a reminder.
Me and my Gorri
Apart from the usual touristy shops, what captured my attention was the street wall-art. No matter which Chinatown one visits, wall art will always pertain to Chinese astronomy, religion and movie celebrities.
Chinese Zodiac Animals
Luke Dragon and a touch of Black History
Lord Buddha and Bruce Lee
The late Kung-fu celebrity Bruce Lee was born in San Francisco in the year of the Dragon, which is how he ended with the screen name 李小龍 or Little Dragon Lee. Thus, many of the images I saw of Bruce Lee had dragons for company.
A few hours of walking got us hungry, so did we settle for Americanized Chinese takeaway? Korean-Sushi cafe food? We (at least I did) wanted real Chinese food with no substitutes or toned-down versions, hence a mini food hunt began …
We had booked our air ticket much earlier in 2017; then came Hurricane Irma with her wrecking ball. Oh well, if Mother Nature can destroy, she can also re-create, right? Let her have her way. No reason to change our travel plans.
In the meantime, sadly, she decided to destroy parts of our vacation venue as well. Our 1st stop out of Florida was San Francisco. In the news for many days was the devastating wild fire that swept Napa, Sonoma & Mendocino counties.
We smelt the smoke & saw the haze ~ a sad sight indeed.
Scene of haze taken while I rode on the BART (Bay Area Transport Service)
Visits to the (burning) vineyards and wineries were out, so on to the next iconic site of San Francisco ~ The Golden Gate Bridge.
Part of what was visible of the Golden Gate Bridge,
A sad scene …
Consolation: Not many visitors get to see the Golden Gate Bridge clouded in smoke, fog maybe, but not whiffy smoke, right?
Alcatraz (sometimes called The Rock) – made famous by the movie Escape from Alcatraz, starring Clint Eastwood as Frank Lee Morris – also grimly stood in the haze.
The prison that housed some famous inmates.
OK, enough of scenes in the Bay area and their sad state.
Time to move inland …
I just thought I’d share a couple of photos of this great picturesque wall of a house I saw, along one of the coastal roads, in Cape Cod ~ of Cedar Shingles and Lobster Floats.
Pretty Lobster Floats
You come in hungry,
you take your seat; you eat.
You finish, stand, sigh happily…
then it catches you eye and
you stop to scrutinize and read.
Sorry, no red-carpet either, but by golly, I’d happily hold a chow-down meeting there again if I’m in the area.
The carpet is definitely not red.