Thursday, December 3, 2009

Chairman Wow.....


Well this just about wraps things up from our end people. We got home today (17th of November). We will be living with Dan and Miranda Hampton for a while in Bridgewater. If you are in Adelaide we would love to catch up. We should be able to fit you in around Centrelink appointments. In the new year we will be living in inner-city Adelaide, which we are excited about.

Since our last email we think we have seen some pretty cool stuff:

Our travels from Lhasa (Tibet, China) to Kathmandu were a fantastic and memorable experience. The landscape, people, customs, and history are truly intriguing. Highlights were the Potala Palace looming over Lhasa, staying at the base of Everest, fighting for breath at high altitudes, and spending time in our favourite country (although it is very un-cool to mention China when in Tibet). 

We then completed a bit of a whirlwind tour of North India. Our favourite place was the city of Jodhpur, the "Blue City." We then did the "Pink City" of Jaipur. The Taj Mahul in Agra and back (for Talitha) to the Hindu holy city of Varanasi. We watched the faithful bathe in filthy Ganga water and dodged cows in the busy side alleys. In Delhi we stayed with some new friends. 

A few days in Hong Kong for a crash course in consumerism before we got home. 

We'd love to catch up with you when we're home. 

Thanks for reading our emails and keeping in touch. Any contact meant so much to us when we were away. 

Love Tyson and Talitha

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Ramblings of the confused....

Extreme is….umm?

Religious extremism is on the rise all over the world. This is not a post 911 phenomenon (UN report, 1999). Not that we would know it though, as this term is almost exclusively used for Islamic actions.

Jewish occupation and atrocities in “God’s promised land”, Hindu nationalism over the Muslim minorities in India, or George W’s ongoing and scarily phrased “crusade against terrorism” must surely be placed in similar categories. These are only a few examples. Even those peaceful Tibetan monks (that we romanticise so frequently in the West) have been caught up in violence in recent years.

Islamic violence is well documented to a captive audience that needs to justify it’s behaviour in worldly affairs. This is a dangerous stance. Our actions, inactions, silence, or strong voice (all depending on our agendas) tend to target and single out specific groups. This hypocrisy makes us seem like pretty extreme people, especially if you look at it through the eyes of those who are on the receiving end. If our moral principles were applied to all instances we would be taking big strides in avoiding religious tension and hopefully making ourselves, and the world, a safer and more tolerant place. 

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I will shut up now.

Saturday, October 17, 2009

Dare we say it: "We are now on holidays!"


Hello.

Talitha and Tyson are now back on the road. We finished up our 4.5 months working in India and have headed north into Nepal.

Our time in Raxaul, India, was very rewarding. Our work with the Community Rehab team in the Duncan Hospital gave us a unique look at life in Northern India. We met many interesting people from India and abroad.  Our favourite memories will be the time we spent in the villages doing therapy with the children in their homes.

After finishing up in Raxaul we spent a few days in the beautiful city of Pokhara. When the skies were clear we saw 8000m mountains. We will never tire of seeing mountains with eternal snow.

On the way to Pokhara we rode elephants in the Chitwan National Park. The highlight was seeing two rhinos.

We are now in Kathmandu spending a week helping out in a school for disabled children. We are staying with a friendly local family and eating delicious home cooked Nepali food.

We are on our way home now, but will pop into Tibet and a few North Indian sites on the way.

Love Tyson and Talitha. 

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Ramblings of the confused….

Indians sure do love to protest and cause public disturbance. They strike, they throw rocks, they shut down roads, they light fires, they bomb train lines. Effigies of Australian Prime Ministers and cricket heroes light up public spaces.

So why does the “World’s biggest democracy” need to behave like this? It is about being heard in a country where control, power, and a voice are so utterly unattainable they are not even dreamt of by most people.

In Australia, we (through force) vote Governments into power. We usually vote along party lines for “Right” or “Centre Right” wing Governments, whinging for the proceeding years our party is not in power. On the whole we stay silent.

Voting should only be the initial step in democracy. No matter which government is in power it is important to maintain a voice and keep the powers that be accountable. This involves speaking to local councils, local members of parliament, State and Federal Governments, letting people know how we want to be represented.

At times this will mean protesting, writing letters, meeting people in power, and demonstrating solidarity with others. Democracy is not about sitting on your hands and being forced to visit a primary school, on a Saturday morning, once every few years.

Sunday, June 28, 2009

Tired Indian skies.


Life here in India has been going well. We live 200m from the border with Nepal in a dusty and crowded corner of the world. The Lonely Planet suggests travelers just pass through. Another guidebook describes Raxaul as having "All of the dust and dirt of India, with none of the charm."

Our work is fun and keeping us busy. We supervise five therapists. Most days involve cruising around the countryside on the back of motorbikes to visit disabled children. The other facets of our work involve advocacy, family support, running groups and education.

The weather is pretty hot and taking time to get used to. It is also hard wearing so many clothes in heat like this! The food is simple but nice and we share all of our meals in the Doctor's mess. Tyson talks about cricket everyday. Talitha adds Vegemite to Chapattis.

We miss you all.

Love Tyson and Talitha

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Ramblings......

The recent racial attacks on Indian students in Australia has been in the newspaper here everyday. Often the front page.

You could argue that Indians are probably making a bigger deal out of this than necessary. Especially given the segregation on caste and ethnic grounds, political violence and injustice that is a part of everyday life here (this must make Gandhi turn in his watery grave).

I don't know if it is just me, but there does seem to be a sharp rise in extreme patriotism in Australia. This especially seems have been the case following events like 9/11, the Tampa crisis, and Cronulla riots. Our conservative government responses to these issues was also of concern. I find this an extremely worrying trend.

Australia is founded on immigration and multiculturalism. Our rhetoric implies that we are proud of this. Unfortunately all too often high profile events and subsequent government responses do not reflect these ideals.

To me, Southern Cross tattoos and Aussie flag capes now have dark symbolism. They are no longer just harmless displays of being Australian at the Big Day Out or cricket.

Friday, May 29, 2009

Our scenic route to India

Hey friends. We will keep this a little brief otherwise it could be mammoth.

Since the last email Talitha and Tyson have participated in one enormous world and religious history lesson.

Firstly Egypt, a land of mind-blowing history. It was great to catch up with one of Ty’s uni lecturers, Sue Hartshorne, in Cairo for some local knowledge and tasty falafel. We spent time looking at pointy structures, climbing down tombs, climbing mountains of biblical proportions and relaxing on seaside cushions.

Jordan, a land of spectacular deserts and red ruins.

Israel, a confusing land of “chosen ones,” oppression, history, beards, hats, attitudes, tension, kids with guns and U.S. accents.  We had the privilege of staying with Devorah Sherman and her Israeli housemates in Jerusalem.

London. The motherland. Our social life is more hectic here than at home. We had the generous hospitality of our long lost mate, Simon Bills, and our “Prisoner of the motherland” friends, Neil and Kaye. We spent a night with Liz and James Lay in Coventry. A day at the cricket with Lucy and George and a few weekends and warm up curries with Josh Stewart and Leona.

Highlights:

  • ·      The pyramids of Giza and the Egyptian Museum in Cairo.
  • ·      The Valley of the Kings and old temples (although there were gastro issues literally “on” this 3000 year old history).
  • ·      The red rock ruins of Petra.
  • ·      Sleeping in the desert of Wadi Rum in Jordan.
  • ·      Seeing many religious sites – climbing Mt Sinai, various locations of Jesus’ life and the Dome of the Rock (the most sort after piece of real estate in the world).
  • ·      The occupied territory of the West Bank.  Seeing human faces to this tragic scenario. Walking the amazing streets of Hebron while people went about their day under the watch of 2000 soldiers protecting 400 Israeli “settlers.” Walking the “Security wall”, “apartheid barrier” or “separation wall”, depending on whom you speak to.
  • ·      Floating effortlessly in the Dead Sea.
  • ·      Pita, hummus, and felafel.
  • ·      A day of cricket at Lord’s and a premier league football game.
  • ·      Spending time with great friends.

Our travels have landed us in India for maybe six months. We are living in a town called Raxaul on the Nepal border helping out in a hospital. It averages between 42-45 degrees Celsius when the sun is out, with only the operating theatre and the computer server experiencing air-conditioned comfort.  Tyson watched the IPL final with the boys and we have put a poster of Gilchrist up in our office.

Love to you all. There are loads of photos on our blog and Tyson’s Facebook.

 http://tysonandtalitha.blogspot.com/


Love Tyson and Talitha

 

Feel free to read about our time in Peru:

http://www.peruschallenge.com/march09.htm

 

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Rambling from the confused……

 

Tipping cultures, the bane of the Aussie backpacker. The cause of much confusion, embarrassment, and discomfort. They are such a foreign concept to us.

Some countries have reasonably clear guidelines of tipping expectations, while others do not. Some countries appear to only jump on the tipping band wagon to trap unsuspecting tourists. At times restaurants add the tip automatically, but sometimes only for groups of six or more, or after eight pm. Without permission opportunistic men lift your bag into the boot of the car, seeking financial reward. Bell boys deliver a towel, that should have been there anyway, and request a tip. Do you tip at bars? What about fast food, transport or organised tours?

I have heard the line that tipping cultures promote good service. In New York this once meant an over zealous waiter pulled up a chair to our table for two. It ensures that your meal is forever interrupted, with “Is everything alright?” It means that you can never know exactly how much you will spend. It means you break local customs. It means a guide will indirectly ask for a tip by saying “Don’t forget to tip the driver for his hard work today.” It means that free tours are not free. It means that once you have paid your bill the service is rubbish.

The North American arrangement of under paying workers to allow for the generosity of others has never sat well with me. Lets say you work for a quiet little cafĂ© or a poorly attended hotel. This must impact drastically on your wages. I do not understand why the “little guy” should be economically punished for a company they have no control over or vested interest in.  Our Miami taxi driver thought it awfully novel that Australian employees get a set wage that allows us enough money to live off.

But what about the service? I struggle to remember bad service in Australia. If there is, you do not return or complain to the manager. It doesn’t sit will with me to underpay someone.

Wednesday, April 29, 2009

Rio de Janeiro


We spent a relaxing time in Rio de Janeiro. We enjoyed walking the beaches and seeing the sights around this beautiful city.
"The Girl from Ipanema" was written about 50m from our hostel. For the majority of the time the surf was too enormous to swim at Ipanema (helicopers plucked people from the surf) so we swum at Copacobana beach.
A definate highlight was a semi-final clash between two Rio football teams. 72,000 people standing on their seats singing and cheering constantly for three hours.
Lots of thongs here (all kinds).

Friday, April 10, 2009

Peru, Bolivia, Chile



Highlights of Peru:


  • The kids at the school, although our class control is pretty average with next to no Spanish under our belt.

  • The mountains.

  • Inca trail to Machu Picchu. 4 days, 3 nights, almost 50km. At times this almost killed us. It took our breath away, sometimes due to the scenery, but the rest of the time the altitude had that covered. The ruins of Machu Picchu are an amazing sight.

  • Spending time with Aussies has been fun. One was a male model for Dolly magazine. Another a butcher who has the claim of eating a BBQ everyday for lunch! At least we have finally got a grasp on the true Aussie dream.

  • Spending time with our dear Latin-Australian friend Brugh (who got us into this mess) has been great. Meeting up with George and Lucy from home was also fun.

  • Foods eaten - alpaca (tick), llama (tick), guinea pig (tick).


From leaving our work in Cusco we travelled with some friends from the volunteer house to lake Titicaca. A fresh water lake so big that you cannot see the other side (as Australians we only thought this possible of the ocean). One night in the highest capital in the world, La Paz, then a few nights with our friends Bec, Bev and Jake Ward in Santiago, Chile. It has been a hectic but fun time.


Until next time.



Love Tyson and Talitha.

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Ramblings from the confused.....



South America. A land of political uprising, coups, protests, blockades, violence, danger and imperialism. So different from home?



I am currently reading a great book by John Pilger - "The Secret Country" (1988). In my opinion this is an important book for Australians and has stood the test of time to still be relevant today.


I was surprised to learn that the CIA had links to the overthrow of the Whitlam government in 1975. These same CIA agents were also installing the dictator Pinochet in Chile (from were I am writing this), supporting the puppet government of Vietnam and influencing the politics of Lao and Cuba.



"The CIA's aim", said former CIA officer Victor Marchetti, "was to get rid of a Government they did not like and that was not cooperative.......it's a Chile, but in a much more sophisticated and subtle form." Pg. 219.


A little scary

Sunday, March 22, 2009

We made our way to Peru.....

We finally made it to Peru, our home for the next month.

The first few days were spent in the capital Lima. We met up with other volunteers and explored the city.

Cusco is our home for the month of March. It is a beautiful city at 3400m, surrounded by lush green mountains at this time of year. We immediately felt the affects of altitude once stepping off the aeroplane but this didn’t last long as our bodies accustomed to the altitude.

Peru’s Challenge is the agency that we are working with. Our time is spent teaching kids at a village school, construction projects, and community development. The rest of the time is spent learning Spanish, touring around the historic area, and spending time with the other volunteers.

We have already seen beautiful scenery and Inca ruins. We will do a 4 day trek to Machu Picchu at the end of the month which we’re really looking forward to.

It is nice to stay put for a while, unpack the suitcase and spend time with some great people. We have an upstairs apartment of five, and ten others live downstairs. We definitely have the best deal with a great view of mountains out of our bedroom window.