Monday, 16 September 2019

Chapter 199: an Aussie meets some ex-pat Aussies

On my recent trip overseas I encountered some expats Aussies. They were proud to be Aussies. Proud to celebrate the Australia that they left behind. Happy to encounter a real life Aussie.        

In Hobart the ex-pat communities get together to keep alive the culture they left behind. They do this via language, religion, music, food, dancing and making the kids wear embarrassing clothes.

In distant lands I encountered an ex-pat Aussie who told me about their local ex-pat community and what they celebrate.
They have a sweep and a get together on Melbourne Cup day.

They have a party on AFL grand final day. With people dressed in their team colors.

On a day close to Boxing Day they have a Boxing Day cricket party. Replete with plastic bat, ball and wickets, cossies, beach towels and a radio.

They don’t care about Sam Kerr. They don’t realise she is one of the best soccer players in the world. They don’t care about Elise Perry who is arguably our best cricket player.  You could argue Steve Smith is our best cricketer and she is number two.

They do know about Ash Barty. They had heard of her.

The ex-pats made me realise our society has changed. They are stuck remembering our society the day they left. They are stuck in a time warp.

While they have lived overseas and spent years remembered Australia, Australia has changed.

AFLW has arisen. Women are now playing football professionally with increasing media coverage. At the moment facilities are not quite at a similar standard but we are heading towards equal facilities. We are heading towards women and men having similar opportunities, similar leagues and similar facilities.

Cricket is travelling along the same path. We are heading towards a day when women will have similar opportunities to men. The will be able to play cricket in the back yard, local comps or aim for professional matches with all the associated opportunities and stress.

Since these ex-pats left Australia it has become more egalitarian than it used to be. More people have the opportunity to play more different sports. More people have the opportunity to be fit and healthy:  physically, emotionally, intellectually and socially.  And this is good for everybody.

If women play football at the local club then the men benefit as much as the women. The men live in a better balanced society with happier people and are released from their old straight jacking limiting roles.  When a woman is allowed to play football a man is set free. He is liberated and free to follow his own path.

When I look at my grandkids I imagine them as fit and healthy adults. I imagine them as being fit and healthy physically, emotionally, intellectually and socially. I imagine them living in a society without discrimination. Without discrimination based on sex, heritage, ability or age. I imagine them as playing sport. Of having access to good facilities and well run competition against and with people they work and live near.

I would like to see them as being fit and healthy. I hope they finish up with good, positive, constructive jobs. If they finish up working in the media I hope they have equal opportunity to become a sports journalist. I hope it doesn’t depend on their sex. But if they do finish up in the sports media I hope they think about their health and fitness. Not the fitness of the players they are commenting on.

Based on my encounter with ex-pat Aussies they left Australia when it was not perfect. Based on living in Australia in 2019 we are still not perfect but we are heading in the right direction.  Towards a worthwhile goal.  Makes me proud to be an Aussie.

Sunday, 15 September 2019

Chapter 198: Seattle: Photos





     

Chapter 197: Victoria: Butchert Gardens: Photos

   



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Chapter 196: Victoria: Butchert Gardens: Words


Victoria

We do an evening tour of the Butterfly house and the Butchert gardens. Our guide entertains us with some amusing and colorful stories.

The butterfly house contains butterflies, birds, animals and fish. Mainly tropical and sub-tropical.
We arrive at the Butchert gardens in the dark. Lights illuminate the paths. Our guide gives us a map and tells us to back at the bus at a certain time. We then decide to get lost. As we wander up and down the paths we continuing bump into our group. They all get in first and ask us which way to go.
After a while we give up peering at the stunning gardens and concentrate on being back in the bus on time.

Back on the bus the guide entertains us again with a story about the founders of this garden. They were in Europe booked on a return boat trip. They received a wire telling them an eagle had killed their European finches. They made a detour to Germany to get some more European finches and missed their boat back to North America. The boat was called the Titanic. When they eventually returned to Victoria they devoted themselves to building these incredible gardens.
These stunning gardens owe their existence to two people missing a boat.


Chapter 195: Victoria: Butchert Gardens: Photos











Chapter 194: Cruising to Victoria: Words


Cruising to Victoria

Elderly American lady: cruising. I just love cruising. I enjoy sitting, eating and having the waiter look after me. It is my fourth cruise. I have not done any shore excursions.

Another American lady: The gala night is my highlight. Getting dressed up. But it was not what it used to be. People even wore casual clothes.

Another American lady: We haven’t done any excursions. When we get to port we wander the shops selling curios. My husband wants to go on a different line next time. Says this line is just for seniors. No night life. I tell him we are seniors.

An Aussie cruiser: The staff get $350 a month. They don’t see their kids for 8 months. I want to makes sure they get the tip.


Chapter: 193 : Ketichan: Words


Ketichan    

We take a bus to a guided walking tour.

We go past a short street. It is where a cemetery is situated. The sign had to be changed from dead-end street to no-through road.

Rains 300 days a year. Everybody lives on tank water. No town water supply. If it doesn’t rain for four days it is a drought.  This year has actually been very dry and the salmon have had trouble swimming upstream.

We walk in the rainforest looking for a bear. The forest is the second biggest forest in the world. The biggest temperate forest.

The guide shows us giant slug. If you put in your mouth your mouth will go numb. She proves this by putting it in her mouth and saying her mouth is now numb.

A female bear hibernates in winter and gives birth in a cave. She eats the feces of the cubs (to avoid attracting predators). Males will eat the babies if they can get them.

The salmon ie for a year in the stream then a couple of years in the open sea. They then return to their stream (smell) and migrate upstream. They spend about a month in the stream. Their flesh goes rotten as they prepare to spawn. In the stream bears, eagles and other bird try to eat them. After spawning they die. There are five different types of salmon in these streams. Each type forms a run.

We prepare to board the bus. The guide says she will refund us each $80 as we haven’t seen a bear. As she says this a bear decides to deny us a refund. A black bear waddles along the river. It eats fish, sits and walks unconcerned and uninterested in the crowd of tourists taking his photo.

Back on the ship I return to the gym. I gaze out of window and see a whale rise out of the water.
On the walking machine next to me a lady suddenly stops, presses buttons and screams out.
I ask her: Are you alright?

She looks through me and then back to her machine and then I notice she has earphones in her ears.

Whales then start surrounding the ship. Flapping and splashing on every side. Also a few dolphins.
That night I watch USA TV. One channel is violently, passionately anti-Trump. It doesn’t even pretend to be object and even-handed. Another channel barracks for Trump. I know understand why Michelle did not want to talk about politics. In the USA it is different. You barrack fervently for one team or the other.

After our walk in the woods I can now answer one question. I didn’t step in it but I did see it. Yes a bear does shit in the woods.

Chapter: 192: Ketichan: Photos B





Chapter: 191: Ketichan: Photos A







Chapter 190: Sitka: Photos








Chapter 189: Glacier Bay: Photos C








Chapter 188: Glacier Bay: Words


Glacier Bay

In the gym the view out the windows is of endless natural beauty. My old dental surgery has a video screen in the waiting room displaying such scenes. On this ship we have real life views of natural beauty.

Lunch is just as good as the views. Choice of many tasty, innovative, well cooked meals. Desert includes Peach Melba. Does anybody else know this desert gets its name from Melbourne?

We cruise past glaciers, rocky mountains, floating lumps of ice, seals, sea otters green grass on low slopes of the mountains. The sun emerges. No wind. Few clouds. I am a cruise passenger. I lie back with a full stomach and watch the changing panorama.

It is not possible to not enjoy this. All I can eat and drink, with no decisions to make, no work and no responsibilities.

Chapter 187: Glacier Bay: Photos B






Chapter 186: Glacier Bay: Photos A