Category Archives: travel

Posts which describe or depict many journeys around the world.

BROMELIADS: Understanding Dyckia

Bromeliads need no introduction as plants species go, and this is because they are admirably attractive, absolutely well known,  and are grown all over the world. The fact that most of them are native to Brazil, South and Central America gives them the perfect tropical fit which suggests when growing, that these plants will  flourish without even the simplest effort.  A recent survey of mine suggest that in spite of their popularity, not all bromeliads are equal.  With over fifty one genera and over three thousand species people are spoiled for choice.  But finally when they do choose, many species of plants are left out.  This is my experience when recently I tried, after reading an article on Dyckia , to acquire a group of plants.

I had assumed that it would be quite easy to visit my garden center, and collect a few.  That was not the reality. Yes,  my local garden center did have samples of bromeliads, but Dyckia was not among them. A much more detailed search offered an obvious explanation, attractive decorative bromeliads were always available, but fearful spiny species were not so, and they needed a much more thorough search.  Eventually I was able to find a small collection of plants, which offered me the the introduction to the genus I was hoping for.  For your information, there are over 150 species of Dyckia, and they are endemic to the arid and high altitude regions of Brazil and central South America. They belong to the Bromeliaceae sub-family, Pitcairnioideae. The genus is named after a Prussian botanist, The Prince and Earl of Salm Reifferscheid-Dyck (1773–1861).

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This is the first Dyckia that I bought three years ago, long before I had any interest in the genus.  Dyckia marnier-lapostellei is a very attractive specie with a beautiful colour.  I bought in Italy while on a visit to the continent.  Below is a another dyckia, a hybrid of unknown origin, and another plant which I like.

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Dyckia ‘Silver Spurs’

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This is Dyckia platyphylla and is one of the few species I am familiar with, and I find that it grows quite easily.   Below are some identified species at the Jardim Botanico in Rio de Janeiro.  This Botanical Garden offers a wealth of experience for novices like me.

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Below four close-up photo images of some of my plants.

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My short experience with Dyckia tells me that hybridising is an important part of the Bromeliad business. Yet I feel it would be wise to get much more acquainted with the species before I chase many of the other complicated hybrids. plants.  I am also trying to grow some from seeds, which is not going all that well. This means that after a few weeks there is no sign of life.  We will see what will happen in the long term.

Winston

Photos from Aripo Valley

The Aripo Valley is like a guardian of the northern range in Trinidad, and in many ways is a significant stop on your way to the main mountain peak, El Cerro del Aripo. Any time I visit the island, I make an effort to do some exploration within the area.  These photos demonstrate my love affair with nature especially as described in these tropical habitats.

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Trees are always fascinating, and become much more so  when you encounter and experience the intricate going ons of the tropical jungle.  Lianas which are very prevalent are more than a curious surprise. Trying to work out where vines start or end is quite difficult.  Also interesting, at this level, is the way most other plants manage to survive without being intimidated by the numerous vines.

 

The ginger flowers and heliconias are always conspicuous in this setting, as the climate and humidity makes it easy for them to flourish.  It is not a valley that orchids and bromeliads  show off their bloom in great abundance, but the species are there to be observed.  Of course, the birds are everywhere, and without compromise make their music for us to hear.  Sometimes I feel ashamed that I am not able to identify the species as they flutter around.  But, I do know the humming birds,  and that’s a start.  Below, two photos from the Asa Wright Centre, which is great introduction to the Aripo Valley.

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Four Days in Hong Kong

After years of  trying, I finally made it to Hong Kong, and as expected, it was very curious visit, and yet a very interesting one.  It was never going to be a genuine holiday, as I always felt there was not enough there to keep me busy.  Was I right?  No, I suppose I was somewhat wrong, too low and dismissive in my expectations..  But the very character of the place suggested to me though that it was never going to be one of my favorite cities.  Some things were still very obvious; the old British colonial framework, the empowering architecture all around, the very efficient Metro system, and the rampant commercialism;  all seemed genuine at my street level, and fitted nicely with the new assertive Chinese character.  I say new because in 1997 the colony of Hong Kong was returned to the People’s Republic of China, and is governed  under the new China mandate – one country, two systems.  This allows the former colony a great degree of autonomy at least for the next fifty years. This also allows the country to maintain its reputation as a major international trade port, and financial centre. It would be very interesting to see how it all turns out in years to come.

I found it much more expensive than the mainland, and in some ways lacking the charm of Shanghai, or Beijing. Yet, I am told, it is a tourist magnet, and as crowded as you would expect in places where tourism is quite prevalent.  I would have like to see more of what it looked like outside the main city limits, especially in areas like the New Territories, but there was not enough time.  I enjoyed the ambience of the place, but I would absolutely hate to have to live in one of those slender tower blocks, which appeared everywhere.  Sited as  one of most densely populated places in the world, I can understand why skyscrapers would be the obvious answer to any housing problems.

My most interesting moments were spent looking around one of the city malls (places which I normally avoid), ignoring the overpriced clothes shops, and stalking out the international restaurant cuisine.  Yes, I did find  some absolutely splendid meals which were totally enjoyable.

Winston

 

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February 28: Frozen

Sometimes the elements get the better of us.   It is almost the start of March, and I am returning from my Brazilian holiday, and literally flew into a snowstorm. London was very cold, and I was absolutely unprepared for this extreme kind of weather.  At Miami Airport where I usually make the connection,  I had inadvertently left my only coat which would have insulated me somewhat,  from the freezing weather.  I decided to tough it  out, and avoided committing myself to any quick or hasty purchase to solve the situation.   Somehow I managed to make my way home in spite of the many stated delays of the usually reasonable  London Underground, as the snow pelted down around me.

Once inside, there was the usual chaos, and placing my case to one side, I headed to open the back door, to survey the damage. Unusually for London the snow was building, my two greenhouses appeared fine, but all the transient plants which were haphazardly placed close to the house for protection were enveloped with snow.  Normally, there would be a corrugated plastic covering to prevent any real damage, but today most of it had been blown away by the wind.

You must appreciate that I am a plant lover, and also a plant seller; and it is very important to prevent further damage as the weather prediction had offered minus five Centigrade by evening time.  Some quick action was needed to avoid total destruction as far as the outdoor collection is concerned. Yet the snow kept falling.  A quick investigation of my greenhouse confirmed that I was right, and that most of the plants inside were in a good order.  Surveying the freeze outside, and noting the frozen tap,  it was the group that were outdoors that posed the problem. Using layers of plastic bubble I tried to add extra cover on some of the plants to prevent further damage from evening lows, even though I fared the worst.

Preparing for winter is not a very easy task for us plant lovers, and it often takes a certain degree of subtlety, as you want to avoid dragging all your specimens in a dark basement in the middle of October. At the same time, you also have to utilize as much of the good weather that is possible and that is the reason we always take a few risks.  Also, timing is very important, as on numerous occasions, you may fail because of this.  To put it bluntly sometimes you are ill-prepared when it  is absolutely necessary to be on focus, or simply be present.  This is one of these occasions, and the photos say it all.  Of course,  later after the thaw,  I will insist on new arrangements in place which must prevent the same things happening again.  But it does not always work, as nature has a way of subverting life when you least expect it.

Winston

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Visiting Morocco: Memories of Fez

Visiting Morocco was always on the cards, but the timing had to be right.  Once I decided that the time had come, the big question of where to stay took much longer than it normally does for my kind of holiday.  After scrutinizing numerous hotels in Casablanca,  I found myself unable to choose . This made me shift my glance to Rabat, the nation’s capital, a smaller city with less choice and in the end an easier route to making a decision. I chose a familiar route, a French Accor hotel (Sofitel), in a country which was overflowing with French influence.  This visit took place years ago, but I thought  I would like to share it with you.

The change from Casablanca to Rabat as a base, meant that I had to reorganize my itinerary somewhat, but that was easily done. At the top of my list was Fez, a city that had always fascinated me as a youngster.  The new plans meant that I will arrive at Casablanca Airport, take a taxi to the train station, and travel by the next available train to Rabat. In practice, the plan worked fine, the train was slightly delayed, but I was impressed with the standard of the carriages.

Rabat worked perfectly, allowing easy access to all the places I wanted to go. From here, I organized my trip to Fez, which was via ONCF train system. The journey took more two hours passing through Sidi Kacem and Meknes, and was very unusual because of the open countryside in between.   Arriving at Fez station, I was able to walk to the downtown area which was far more modern than I expected. I had a look around, had something to eat, and hailed Petit Taxi, and headed for the Medina, which in Morocco was the place to visit to get a pulse of the city

It was still early morning when I arrived, and the souk was not very crowded.  I had planned to do it on my own, but changed my mind when approached by a young lady, casually dressed, but speaking perfect English and who appeared to be a university student. The Medinas are never disappointing, because of the potpourri of traditions laced with cultural and commercial icons. Here, it was much the same. Housed in an antiquated walled enclosure, it demonstrated the best example of the Arab marketplace. Leather goods seemed quite prominent, followed by brassware and ceramics, but there were lots of everything else to be had.

I had decided not to do any serious shopping, as I found the bidding system quite difficult. My intention was to collect only a few souvenirs to take back with me. Yet I still engaged a few of the traders simply to amuse myself. I greatly appreciated, though, the artists present who were practically demonstrating their trade.  My attitude to buying serious goods like carpets, blankets, etc, is you need to spend a full day to suss out the trade items or bargains; and then return the following day to do the actual purchases, or else you would simply be taken for a ride.

I was able to see one of the tanneries in operation, and was able to appreciate how the skins of animals became leather. Unsurprisingly, it was not a smooth factory styled operation, but it achieved what it set out to do and I was quite impressed. Like everywhere in Morocco, even here in the Medina you were never far from a mosque, and yet all around it, you were in a shopper’s paradise, catering to locals and the special visitors.

At the end of the tour, having exhausted all my visual sensibilities, I offered my guide a fee which I thought was adequate. She didn’t, and I was taken aback that after a tour of humble politeness, she suggested that I double the amount. I got it, even the intended fee was up for negotiation. I offered half of the extra, and with some reluctance she accepted.

For the rest of the afternoon, I embraced an unguided tour of the city which took me to the outer limits, looking at the way old and new ideas were moving forward especially in terms of architecture.  Altogether, the city was far more modern that I expected, but there was still more than enough of the old to keep me focused. By five o’clock, it was time to head back to the station having had my day’s fill, and board the train back to Rabat.

Winston

New Site: Work in Progress

2018, and I was ready for a new challenge.  After a few years of producing my very simplistic blog,   I decided that the tine had come for me to branch out to more personal statement.  I assumed that it would be easy, but I was wrong, very wrong.

The blog I offered before was simple, because of the limited time I had to give, and the formula involved bringing together a collection of photos with a few paragraphs.  But now, armed with a new site http://www.kaowinston.net , and delving into its construction, I found myself, shock horror, totally out of my depth.  What the hell is this thing called a widget?

After going round in circles for a couple days, I sent an SOS to WordPress.com Support, and that has somewhat returned me to sanity.  To be truthful, my limited knowledge of web building, and my total ignorance of WordPress.com practices, had played a major part in my downfall. The WordPress support response also made me realize that there were lots of information available out there, none of which I had come across before.   My advice to any one stating blogging for the first time, it would be  a better idea to do some homework first, or even subscribe to some of the courses – I was  absolutely surprised to find that these courses existed.

One of my pleasant surprises happened  when I decided that I should delete the videos approach from  my navigation menu as it belongs to the premium accounts, and then at the very last minute suddenly realised that I can embed  YouTube links in same, without any problems.  That was certainly a joyful moment for me.   I am still not out of the woods, as yet; but things are definitely improving, even though I still feel I have a long way to go. I am prepared to face the challenges that lie ahead to make the site much more useful, and definitely better.

Winston

PHOTOS: Museum of Modern Art

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Agave Parryi var huachucensis

Sometimes a plant becomes an obsession. That is the way I feel about Agave parryi.  It is definitely one of the few Agaves which always present a great show whenever they are encountered.  There are variations in the species exhibiting many forms.  I love them all.  I love the truncatas, the couesis, and even the distant cousin neomexicana.  In habitat they are even more attractive, and are definitely worth the sometimes perilous journey to observe. They are exceedingly tough plants which can handle unpredictable wintry conditions very well.  Therefore, if you are that way inclined. and would like to try your hand at growing, seeds are the easiest route to take.  Careful nurturing will ensure their survival.  And that way you can never have too much of them.

 

SHANGHAI IN PHOTOS

This is my second visit to China, and I was very impressed to to be in what is now the largest city in the world.  It is definitely more of the metropolis landmark than Beijing, which I had visited last year.  I was staying at the Novotel Shanghai Atlantis in Pudong, and from my room on the 31st floor, the view was fantastic.  Just as I was told, Shanghai does display all the signs of a vibrant financial centre, and convinces you, without a doubt, that it is the best place to do business.

To get there, I took a long journey with Qatar Airways.  It involved a six hour afternoon flight from London to Doha, and yes I finally made it to city in the Middle East. But it was not for very long , just two hours later, I was headed for a nine hour flight to Shanghai, which had me arriving the following day in the afternoon.  The experience was very revealing, and full of surprises to me, as I was passing through that part of the world for the first time.

Frida Kahlo Museum

Although intending to make this visit many years ago on my first visit to the Mexico City ,I finally managed this year, and believe me I was not disappointed.  The setting in Coyoacan, a very attractive area of the city, does prepare you for what I feel is a very small sized, and yet exceptional museum.

You can avoid the crowds, by making arrangements to buy your ticket early.  But I did not, and truly believed the long queue was all part of the fun.  I was also particularly impressed by the fact that they offered me the senior rate even though I was a foreign visitor.

If you ever make it to Mexico city, this is a must see, the art studio setting also dragged me back to the days when I was art Art College in the UK.  I felt a great need to drag out the brushes and start creating masterpieces all again.  Like so much of this city, the local culture encourages a urgent need to express yourself.