Showing posts with label Australia. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Australia. Show all posts

Thursday, 28 May 2015

Canberra, Australia and the 2015 YMCA Half Marathon

In Asia, it's very rare for me to feel the comforts of home. Living there is amazing, but almost everything is vastly different from the life I left in the United States. I was really excited to return to Australia, because I have such amazing memories from my last visit there in 2014. Although it is 10,000 miles away from family, something about Oz makes me feel like I'm back at home.

This trip was primarily spent in the capital city of Canberra, which is a peaceful place that felt more of a college town than it did the center of government for a country of 23 million people. In a way, Australia is defined by open space, so it is only fitting that the capital city is also sparsely populated.


View from the plane as we were approaching Canberra airport

When I arrived, the weather was cool and crisp. The hotel was buzzing with traditional afternoon tea, and I could hear a pianist playing in the background. The staff members were casual and inviting - a welcome change from the very formal environment throughout much of Asia. Canberra has many traditions, but it is still Australia - a place where people like to have fun and enjoy life. 

My first full day in Australia was filled with none other than a half marathon. When I woke up, there was still frost on the ground and I almost didn't know how to cope with the freezing weather. Before the race started, people were chatting in small groups and staying warm just like I would expect in a perfect autumn race back home. This was a small race, with only around 450 runners. There were no race shirts, and no loud DJ's to pep up the crowd. Just a serious race filled with serious racers. 

The first mile went along a paved street, and I actually felt like I should have worn more layers because my feet were frozen and my breath was visible in front of me. Eventually, I warmed myself up - just in time to enjoy the beautiful riverfront park that we were now running through. 

First part of the race, on pavement with frost on the ground!

With such a small group of runners, we quickly fell into a rhythm and there were very few people passing each other. I just pushed myself to keep from falling behind the person who was pacing me. It was pushing me to the limit of discomfort, but I couldn't let myself fall behind.

Although I was struggling, I still managed to take in the sights around me. I loved seeing the leaves changing colors, and an occasional rower piercing the otherwise calm waters. There were even a couple hot-air balloons taking in the perfect autumn weather.  The entire ambiance just felt like being in New Hampshire. I was loving it. 

The race course took a loop around the river, with lots of small twists and turns throughout the path. The elevation was relatively constant, too, which made for a really pleasant run. Before I knew it, the 13.1 miles was complete and I was running through the final stretch of grass to reach the finish line. There were no big crowds, but I was really happy to start my trip with a sport that I love. 

Approaching the finish line of the YMCA Canberra Half Marathon

The YMCA Half Marathon didn't have any sort of post-race activities, so I just went straight back to my hotel (which was conveniently right across the street from the finish line). It wasn't my best finish ever, but I was under 1:25, which is always my psychological threshhold for feeling satisfied.

That afternoon, I walked around downtown and did some shopping. Canberra Centre has a surprisingly huge mall, which is spread across several city blocks and contains almost all of the stores you would also see in Melbourne or Sydney. I actually ended up buying quite a bit of things that I can't get in Hong Kong, so I was pretty happy. 

A sculpture sits in front of Canberra Centre mall

One not-so-convenient thing about Canberra is that all the shops and restaurants close so early. I was actually somewhat surprised, considering that it is also home to one of Australia's best universities. I would have expected more of a late-night culture. I don't think I could live in a place like this unless I had a family. 

My hotel was located near all the government buildings on Capital Hill, and although I didn't go inside any of the buildings there, I was amused by the unassuming architectural style. Parliament House is such a contrast to many other government buildings around the world. I actually learned that the construction of the building required the removal of much of the hill, which was placed back on top of the roof. Yup, Paliament House has grass on the roof. Try to find that in another country! 


Parliament House in Canberra, Australia


The unassuming main entrance of Parliament House

Although I didn't have much time for sightseeing in Canberra, I made it to the Australian War Memorial, which was surprisingly incredible. 

Leading up to the war memorial on Anzac Parade, you actually pass an outdoor memorial for each war that Australia has participated in. They are very well done and remind me a little of all the memorials in Washington DC. 

The building itself is perched upon another small hill, with wonderful views of Capital Hill across the river.

View of Anzac Parade from the Australia War Memorial

I didn't really come with any expectations, but the museum was very well done. The two world wars were on the main level, with lots of relics, statues wearing period clothing, alongside other miscellaneous supplies and news stories depicting the events of the war. The back wing was a huge hall with actual aircraft that was used during the wars. It was amazing to get up close, and I can imagine that little kids would be in absolute awe. 

Loading a plane from the WWII era



The basement level contained a chronological series of the more recent events, going all the way up to the wars in Afghanistan and Iraq. I was visiting the museum with a colleague from Vietnam, and it was really interesting to learn about the Vietnam War from his perspective (actually called the "American War" by Vietnamese people). 

Preparing to jump out of the helicopter in Vietnam
An exhibit depicting one of the more recent wars

After visiting the museum, we went up to the tomb of the unknown soldier. On the way into the building, I saw lots of people placing poppy flowers on the walls where names of the soldiers were engraved in the walls. Unlike Arlington National Cemetery, where the tomb sits outside, the Australian version is in the center of a church-like building. In a way, it is fitting that the tomb of the unknown soldier sits atop the museum that commemorates Australia's involvement in all of the international conflicts. 
 
Looking at the building that houses the unknown soldier


Students add memorial poppy flowers to the wall

Tomb of the unknown soldier

Leaving the Australia War Memorial, I felt so much more impressed than I ever would have predicted when I first walked in. I learned a lot about the wars that I was never taught in my US-centric education. Walking through the museum with a Vietnamese citizen made the experience even more interesting. 

Canberra may not be the most exciting place in the world, but it is full of national spirit that makes Australia so unique. From the old-world style of my hotel to the understated Parliament building covered in grass, Australia has quietly asserted itself as a country that doesn't need to be about the glitz and glamour. I really enjoyed the laid-back ambiance of the city, and the kindhearted nature of its people. Although I was on the other side of the world from where I grew up, I felt like I was right at home.

Wednesday, 11 June 2014

The World of Television

Before I started living out of a suitcase, my daily activities always included some TV. Weekday mornings, I watched the pre-market stock ticker run across the bottom of the Bloomberg screen as I worked out at Equinox. A few evenings each week, I tuned in to my favorite prime-time shows after work. Some nights, I fell asleep with "Friends" re-runs playing in the background. For Americans, TV is just part of life. 

Everything changed when I started finding myself in a new country every other week. The channels are never the same, comedies are lost in a sea of boring global news, and the majority of offerings are in a foreign language. For a while, I used Hulu as my lifeline to American culture, but even that dried up a few months ago when Hulu blocked content to anyone using a VPN to log in internationally. In a world where "2 Broke Girls" and "Mike & Molly" are considered prime-time television, I have no option but to entertain myself in other ways.

For a couple months, I pretended to be scholarly and read a lot more e-books on my Kindle. I spent some time practicing my Spanish (which is getting very rusty these days). I also discovered plenty of creative content on Youtube. Without exaggeration, I can spend hours watching a series of clips on Youtube. It's proof that you don't need million-dollar budgets or professional scripts to entertain people. 

After a long hiatus from TV, I was happy to discover that Australians have mastered the American formula of at-home entertainment. Every morning at the gym, I enjoyed shows that were essentially copies of “Good Morning America”. Anchors would make light of the day’s news, correspondents would report with fun community stories, and a “cash cow” character would call random viewers to give away prizes each morning.  It’s such a better way to start the day than International CNN or Al Jazeera.

Even the ads reminded me of America, with only a few small variations. Progressive Insurance basically copied the American format for Australia and replaced “Flo” with an Australian counterpart called "Kitty" who even looks similar. 

Kitty, the Progressive insurance girl in Australia

American TV shows have all been exported around the world but Australia actually manages to get the current season with only a short delay. I felt truly American again, as I watched episodes of “Ellen” at lunch with my local colleagues and laughed out loud during the "Modern Family" wedding while I ate a bacon cheeseburger from room service (the first burger I have eaten in years)!

One night, I saw an advertisement for a show called "I Wanna Meet Harry", which follows a group of American girls that were sent to England to compete for dates with a Prince Harry look-alike. At first, I thought this was just a brilliant Australian series that was created to mock gullible Americans (does anyone actually think that Prince Harry would try to find love on a low-budget TV show?) As it turns out, the show was actually produced by Ryan Seacrest and was also being broadcast in the United States. Thank you, Ryan Seacrest, for further diminishing the way Americans are viewed overseas!

On the positive side, I did find one TV series that manages to distract the attention away from crazy Americans. The popular "Real Housewives" franchise on Bravo has made its way down under, with "The Real Housewives of Melbourne"!  I have always enjoyed Bravo TV for mindless laughter and this show did not disappoint.  The women are basically the same as any of the US housewives installments, only with hilarious accents. If I ever move to Australia, there is no way I will get bored by the TV. 

Real Housewives of Melbourne prove even more that Australia = America

Although my job has made TV less relevant to my daily routine, I have never truly lost the love for mindless entertainment. Whenever I turned on the TV in Australia, I knew that I could be guaranteed at least one show that I recognized from home (often far more than just one). Part of me enjoyed the constant entertainment options, but a larger part realized that I am actually more productive without the distractions.  

Would other Americans also be better off without the hundreds of channels to choose from whenever they decide to sit in front of the TV?  Based purely on my personal experiences abroad... Absolutely. 

Sunday, 11 May 2014

Melbourne

When I arrived in Melbourne, the weather was dark and rainy.  It remained this way throughout the entire weekend.  I must admit that my first impressions of the city were not overwhelmingly positive. There was nothing wrong with the city, but it just failed to draw me in. 

The Central Business District (where my hotel is located) contains a lot of modern office buildings, restaurants, and a shopping mall the spans several city blocks.  Walking around, I strangely felt like I was in Toronto.  Everything seemed very "live-able" and clean, but also somewhat generic.

The view from my hotel was equally as uninspiring.  All I could see were railroad tracks, some green space, and an under-developed river. 


Good morning Melbourne!  Look at railroad tracks and a deserted river!

Gradually, Melbourne grew on me.  I went out a couple nights and appreciated the "buzz" of the downtown area.  Even on the weekends, people were enjoying the restaurants and bars, which is more than can be said about many cities in Midwest USA.  

The arts scene is thriving, with several large theaters and art galleries downtown.  One evening, the cast of "Wicked" was out on the streets in full costume, performing snippets from the show.  I doubt you would ever see that in Manhattan!


One of several theatres in Melbourne CBD

As the days passed, I started noticing the interesting mix of 'old' and 'new' in Melbourne. Beautiful historic buildings like you would see in Europe intermingle with modern architecture.  Gothic-style cathedrals are dwarfed by neighboring skyscrapers that have grown up around them.  The result is a city that appears modern in every panorama but has pockets of history that can be appreciated by anyone who is willing to look deeper. 


Historic Hotel Windsor juxtaposes with the ultra-modern Sheraton

The spires of St. Patrick's Cathedral no longer dominate the skyline


Interior of St. Patrick's Cathedral rivals any in Europe

Many photograph opportunities in the cathedral

Interior of St. Patrick's Cathedral

One of my friends lived in Melbourne for a year and he described it as "England mixed with Baltimore".  Phrases like "How ya goin?", "good on you", and "no worries, mate" reflect an amazingly relaxed lifestyle that mixes perfectly with the old English sophistication. Everyone loves to talk and - more importantly - they love to have a good laugh.  


One morning, I captured these unique personalities on the street

I prefer the marshmallow peeps to anything advertised here!

On Mother's Day, I was invited to join the local staff on an 8k run, which was a surprisingly huge event.  Thousands of people packed the course to raise money for breast cancer.  The Mother's Day Classic is a national event and I love how Australians embrace the spirit of charity in conjunction with a day to celebrate Mom.   


Photos from the Mother's Day Classic in Melbourne

On my way back to the hotel, I discovered an alley that is filled with graffiti.  Normally, I detest this form of self-expression but Melbourne has found a way to show off its artistic value. Fortunately, the graffiti is confined to just a few streets, while the rest of the city is impeccably clean. 


Graffiti has transformed this alley in a surprisingly aesthetic way

I felt very "hipster" in this part of the city.

The more I explored Melbourne, the more I discovered its fun side. Hidden in the seemingly boring business district are musicians, parks for relaxing, and buildings with unconventional character. Just like Sydney, Melbourne is filled with hidden gems.

A street performer entertains people in the CBD

People enjoy the beautiful weather in front of this building

I am happy that I have four weeks to explore Melbourne because it is a city that requires a little extra time to really appreciate. Tourists have even fewer sites to visit than in Sydney, but lifestyle is what really makes the difference here.

Friday, 25 April 2014

ANZAC Day

ANZAC Day, held each year on April 25th, is the Australian equivalent of both Memorial Day and Veteran's Day.  Patriotic traditions are held across Australia and New Zealand to remember those who have fought in the wars.  Although I do not have any personal connections that have fought for Australia, I still find it interesting to see how other countries honor those who have served in the military. 

The day starts with a dawn service at 4AM, which is more of a somber event that quietly commemorates the soldiers who died in the wars.  I did not wake up for this, but the news channels showed huge crowds at the ANZAC memorial in Sydney.  The images reminded me of the Memorial Day services from my own hometown (and many others) across the United States.  

I walked downtown to watch the parade, which started at a much more reasonable hour of 9AM.  It was raining pretty heavily, but that didn't stop people from lining the streets with their umbrellas.  Unfortunately, anyone marching didn't have the luxury of staying dry.  


Braving the rain to celebrate Australia's veterans on ANZAC Day

Patriotic spirits run high

The parade was much different than anything I have seen in the United States.  Veterans marched with their military battalions - each displaying a banner that listed the military division and service locations. Many of the divisions are dwindling in size as the veterans continue to age (and pass away), but it was clear that participation brings a great sense of pride. Some walked slowly with canes, while others were confined to wheelchairs. I even noticed younger people marching with photos of servicemen who are now deceased. 


The 7th Division of the Australian Air Force passes along the route 

Mobility is an issue for some of the older veterans

I was really impressed by the high level of mutual support - both on the side of the crowd and also from those marching in the seemingly endless parade of veterans.  Almost everyone watching the parade was wearing a sprig of rosemary, which serves as a symbol of remembrance.  Meanwhile, the veterans proudly display rows of medals from their days in the military.   

Marchers express their gratitude for the support along the parade route

After the parade is over, most veterans spend the afternoon drinking with old friends and reminiscing with stories from their days in the service (which probably get repeated year after year). The non-veterans also drink...because it's a fun thing to do on a public holiday.  Everyone comes together to play a traditional gambling game called "two-up", which was popular among soldiers during World War I.  Simply speaking, people bet on whether the coins will land on heads or tails. 

I couldn't help but smile as I experienced the inter-generational camaraderie throughout the city. Elderly service men and women are the heros in Australia - at least on this one day - and they happily accept gratitude from people around my age who have never lived through a major global conflict. 

In true Australian style, ANZAC Day started with a somber salute to those who have died in the wars, but it ended with celebration of all who served.