I was in the city today and noticed what at first glance appeared to be one of those dumpling outlets where you can see the chefs making the dumplings by hand behind glass.
However it was a bit early in the day for dumplings and I noticed the unmistakeable logo of a certain chocolate covered wafer biscuit.
At closer inspection I discovered it is an outlet where customers can order their own exotically designed biscuits which are then created by those workers in the glass fronted booth.
I'm not sure I'd bother being a customer, especially after seeing this notice alongside the queue of people.
A two hours wait? Give me a break!
Thursday, 6 August 2015
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Sunday, 2 August 2015
Gastown Grand Prix
On our last evening in Vancouver we found ourselves briefly as unexpected spectators of the Gastown Grand Prix, a bicycle race.
Other spectators found a different vantage point in an adjacent multi-storey car park.
Other spectators found a different vantage point in an adjacent multi-storey car park.
Saturday, 1 August 2015
This cat has no curiosity
When it comes to other people I have little innate curiosity. Catching up with friends I may ask the polite questions about their health and what they have been up to but rarely will I explore further.
Reporting those exchanges to mutual friends later they (our mutual friends) are always frustrated that I didn't ascertain more information. Is our friend travelling again? Did the sofa s/he ordered arrive? Did their auntie die from that rare disease? Have the neighbours reconciled after the blazing row s/he overheard? And so on and so forth.
Although I am quite partial to gossip I rarely remember the details and so am in no position to follow up on it later. Even on those occasions when I do recall such gossip and ask the related questions for reporting later I almost always forget the specifics of the answer by the time of the follow up 'debrief'.
If I were a cat all nine of my lives would be safely in reserve.
Friday, 31 July 2015
Sailing the bay
Thursday, 30 July 2015
BC Parliament alight
On his tour of Canada Andrew mentions British Colombia's grand Parliament building but evidently he didn't get to see it lit up at night.
We visited Victoria, Vancouver Island a few days after Andrew and our hotel was adjacent to the Parliament grounds. Here is a photo I took of the building at night.
We visited Victoria, Vancouver Island a few days after Andrew and our hotel was adjacent to the Parliament grounds. Here is a photo I took of the building at night.
Wednesday, 29 July 2015
Tuesday, 28 July 2015
Ruben Guthrie
An award winning advertising executive tries to win back his fiancee who has separated from him because of his alcoholism.
'Ruben Guthrie' is rather heavy going. A host of characters most with very little back story to engage your sympathies are also rather unpleasant to boot. The poster refers to this movie as a comedy but there are few laughs to be had and viewing Guthrie's battling efforts to mend his ways feels like a very long slog.
Rather ironically for a plot about an advertising executive, the film is littered with (not so) subtle images and references to sponsors' product.
Disappointing.
★★
Monday, 27 July 2015
Love and Information
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| (Sydney Theatre Company) |
This performance piece comprises seven sections, each containing seven scenes. The sections must be performed in order but the scenes within them can be performed in any order. There are a further ten scenes of which at least one must be performed and an additional sixteen scenes all of which are optional. Therefore any performance will comprise a minimum of fifty-one scenes to a maximum of seventy-six.
The scenes are short lasting from only a handful of seconds through to the longest of several minutes. There is no common theme linking the scenes, no plot and some scenes have minimal dialogue. A cast of eight perform the roles, hundreds of them, all characters unnamed.
It is an innovative idea and proved far more interesting to view and listen to than I imagined from pre-reading the program notes.
This cast is to be congratulated for its expert handling of the roles, the swift scene changes and for instantly establishing numerous mood and emotional senses scene by scene.
★★★1/2
Sunday, 26 July 2015
Detroit
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| Darlinghurst Theatre Company |
Two couples, neighbours, socialise over barbecues. One couple are down at heels recovering addicts and the other are struggling with the husband having been retrenched.
This play of self discovery has virtually no plot and so seems aimless for most of its length. The four actors portraying the couple do a sterling job in the circumstances.
★★1/2
Saturday, 25 July 2015
Thursday, 23 July 2015
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Saturday, 18 July 2015
Home...but not so smart
We've arrived home after the 15 hours flight from Vancouver.
Despite departing Vancouver twenty-five minutes late we landed in Sydney about twenty minutes ahead of the scheduled time. Presumably the traditional head winds had a lesser effect on our flight. The early landing was completely undone by two delays once at the gate.
First we had to wait for the plane to be sprayed internally to eradicate those nasty bugs trying to infiltrate Australia.
Then having disembarked I made the mistake of trying to use the 'Smart Gate' Immigration clearance for the holders of those high tech microchip enhanced passports.
The first two 'smart' gates I approached broke down just at the sight of me. A harried Customs Officer referred me to a third gate which worked until the moment it informed me it could not match me with my passport photo. This 'smart' gate referred me to the 'Assistance Desk'. My traveling companion, Hn, on the other hand was recognised by another of these 'smart' gates and quickly was waved on to the baggage carousel.
The benignly named 'Assistance Desk' was just one lane amongst many overcrowded lanes at the Immigration Clearance line. Being Saturday morning there were huge lines of passengers queued for clearance.
Our 'Assistance Desk' lane had its own ever growing queue of very disgruntled passengers each rueing that they had tried the 'smart' gates. I was queued for over thirty minutes before 'Assistance Desk' cleared me for entry. Hn, in the meantime was waiting with both our bags.
By the way, a young girl in one of the presumably 'non smart' queues for passengers unfortunate enough not to be in possession of a high tech passport fainted in the crush of the queues of which she was a member.
Welcome to Australia!
Last year I grumbled about slow Immigration clearance at Los Angeles and London Heathrow Airports. Sadly, my home city's performance this morning was just as unwelcoming.
Despite departing Vancouver twenty-five minutes late we landed in Sydney about twenty minutes ahead of the scheduled time. Presumably the traditional head winds had a lesser effect on our flight. The early landing was completely undone by two delays once at the gate.
First we had to wait for the plane to be sprayed internally to eradicate those nasty bugs trying to infiltrate Australia.
Then having disembarked I made the mistake of trying to use the 'Smart Gate' Immigration clearance for the holders of those high tech microchip enhanced passports.
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| Perth's Smart Gates |
The benignly named 'Assistance Desk' was just one lane amongst many overcrowded lanes at the Immigration Clearance line. Being Saturday morning there were huge lines of passengers queued for clearance.
Our 'Assistance Desk' lane had its own ever growing queue of very disgruntled passengers each rueing that they had tried the 'smart' gates. I was queued for over thirty minutes before 'Assistance Desk' cleared me for entry. Hn, in the meantime was waiting with both our bags.
By the way, a young girl in one of the presumably 'non smart' queues for passengers unfortunate enough not to be in possession of a high tech passport fainted in the crush of the queues of which she was a member.
Welcome to Australia!
Last year I grumbled about slow Immigration clearance at Los Angeles and London Heathrow Airports. Sadly, my home city's performance this morning was just as unwelcoming.
Thursday, 16 July 2015
Inside Passage
Back in Vancouver
We've docked back in Vancouver. Disembarkment was well organised and pain free. Our hotel, the same one we checked into on arrival in Canada three weeks ago, is directly across the street from the wharf and wonders of wonders our rooms were ready for us even though it was only 9.15am.
We have the rest of the day and most of tomorrow at leisure in Vancouver before our flight home scheduled for 23.40hrs tomorrow.
A couple of photos from our last port in Alaska (Ketchikan) to tide you over for the time being.
The view back to the harbour from Cape Fox Lodge with our ship to the right and the Norwegian Jewel to the left. Three other cruise ships (out of photo) were also in port.
The Lido Deck pool with its roof partially open.
We have the rest of the day and most of tomorrow at leisure in Vancouver before our flight home scheduled for 23.40hrs tomorrow.
A couple of photos from our last port in Alaska (Ketchikan) to tide you over for the time being.
The view back to the harbour from Cape Fox Lodge with our ship to the right and the Norwegian Jewel to the left. Three other cruise ships (out of photo) were also in port.
The Lido Deck pool with its roof partially open.
Tuesday, 14 July 2015
Hello, Dolly
Yesterday we sailed to Glacier Bay and I will post some photos from that visit after I return home.
This morning we berthed in Ketchikan, our last port of call in Alaska and the 'salmon capital of the world'. Naturally, our first visit was to a fabled red light district where 'Dolly' ran a grand house and, of course, was a madam with a heart of gold.
Dolly's house bears the inscription it is 'where men and salmon swam up stream to spawn'.
There were two other cruise vessels berthed when we arrived and by lunchtime a total of five cruise vessels in the port.
We depart this evening and will be at sea all day tomorrow arriving in Vancouver on Wednesday morning. We fly home on Thursday night.
This morning we berthed in Ketchikan, our last port of call in Alaska and the 'salmon capital of the world'. Naturally, our first visit was to a fabled red light district where 'Dolly' ran a grand house and, of course, was a madam with a heart of gold.
Dolly's house bears the inscription it is 'where men and salmon swam up stream to spawn'.
| Arriving at Ketchikan |
We depart this evening and will be at sea all day tomorrow arriving in Vancouver on Wednesday morning. We fly home on Thursday night.
Sunday, 12 July 2015
There's a bear out there
We berthed at Skagway early this morning and after breakfast joined a tour that had us backtracking overland into Canada again to the Yukon Territory for the day. I'll post photos of this trip later but for today I'll just post some photos of bear sightings during the day (all shot through bus windows and zoom, hence the fuzziness). In fact we saw a number of bears during the day in multiple sightings.
| One sighting |
| A later sighting |
| This bear walked across the street |
Saturday, 11 July 2015
Red Dog Saloon
We are in Juneau, capital of the US state of Alaska, and everyone who is anyone is in the Red Dog Saloon Bar. Waitresses are wearing red corsets, there is sawdust on the floors and there are swinging doors at the entrance. The bar is full and the singer is in good form.
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