An Amalgam of cultures: Taipei, Taiwan 2015

 From Keelung to the historical and contemporary city centre 


We sail into Keelung Harbour in the early hours of the day. It is raining 

We have been warned that taking the train from Keelung to Taipei involves one transfer which could turn out to be complicated and so we opt to try the bus. The Marine centre where our liner has docked is not too far from the intercity bus station. Finding the correct bus and getting the tickets Is child's play. We are pleasantly surprised that only one other couple from our ship is on board. The rest must already have booked tours or shore excursions. As we cross the Keelung river we get a beautiful view of Taipei’s skyline softly veiled by the mist. Once in the central bus station we get a day pass and then board a train to the historic and contemporary part of the city, the Longshan Temple Station.


History Bopiliao area: charmingly old and new

Just as we exit the station onto the closest street a huge board greets us.

The road signs are clear and informative. More importantly, they are also in English. In a few meters we will be in the Bopiliao historic lane. The blocks, are made up almost completely of one or two story brick buildings, many more than 200 years old, is,  consequently, one of the earliest commercial districts in northern Taiwan. The street houses have been repurposed into museums, shops, cafes, and art exhibitions. The friendly staff beckon us towards an art exhibition. We climb ancient stairs and walk through historic wooden doors. We even have a glimpse of the earliest printing blocks. All in all it's an unforgettable, rich and immersive experience into the blend of the old and new. Tribute to victory and remembrance of  tragedy


Only a short walk away is Liberty Square. The pleasant tree lined avenue, one of many in the city, leads into it through a fabulous arch made up of five arches. Greeting us is a marble building with a brilliant peacock-blue tiled roof. 

It's the Chiang Kai-shek memorial hall. A controversy surrounds it because it commemorates an  authoritarian ruler. As we are contemplating examining the lower levels for the various rotating art and historic exhibits our attention is drawn to the fact that the crowd has grown and it is drifting towards the edges of the hall. Perfect timing in every way. It is the hourly changing of the guards. The clicking and stomping in unison with the swinging of arms and raising of knees and several other precision military moves certainly awed the audience. 

From the memorial we see the two Chinese-temple style buildings with red pillars, and red-tiled roofs with upturned eaves. 

They are the National theater and the concert hall at the entrance. It is no wonder the vast and impressive expansive landscaped spaces of the square are said to be perpetually hosting some kind of immersive activity.



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Engineering marvel: dizzying but sturdy


From the enormous museum beneath the statue does not disappoint. The comfort we found in the fully air-conditioned building came to and end when we find ourselves in the concourse of a multi-level level shopping centre whose maze dizzies us out into the wet puddled streets whose broad streets are lined with government buildings

A slight tilt of the head is enough to get our bearings. We are right next to Taipei 101, just outside  the World Trade centre metro station. Named For its 101 stories it is statistically an engineering marvel and the first building of its kind in the world. The architectural features combine traditional Chinese, Asian and  modern. It is designed to withstand typhoons and earthquakes which are common in Taiwan.





From one marvel to the next

It doesn't take long to reach Longshan temple with its unmistakable incense smoke and smell. The smoke does not deter worshippers and believers from participating in traditional rituals like lighting joss sticks and sticking them in the sand filled urns,or seeking fortune tellers. The altars, the chapels, the gongs, the shrines all displaying exquisite artwork in vibrant colours and intricate carvings, lacy designs along the eaves, the huge cast iron sculptured pillars, the red wooden pillars painted with Chinese emblems  and their wooden joinery were all overwhelming.There's more: carp pools, fountains, and little courtyard gardens. It is obvious that Longshan temple is cherished by the Taiwanese for it has been restored several times after being ravaged by war and natural phenomena. 

Photo opportunity

We are walking along the entrance to city hall flanked by the traditional lines. It affords a photo opportunity. The Rain has left a sheen in the form of a thin layer of water that looks more like a skating rink, right on  yet another spacious avenue,  reflecting the important government buildings around it.


Surprise surge: double 10

Just as we approach Sun Yat Sen memorial we see tents, moving multitudes, flags, etc. We try to weave our way to the main entrance to the hall which contains a statue of Sun Yat-sen. Every hour, there is a formal changing of the guards, which is a popular tourist attraction. So, are the people waiting for it? No one speaks our language. A few days later we find out that it was a double 10 day( 10th October) which happens to be Taiwan's National Day. Thus the celebrations.

We decide to explore the gardens and the exhibition centre and then weave our way back to the road that would take us to the famous red brick building.



Japanese  Buddhist temple

A small Japanese type entrance gate calls for exploration..three serene guided Buddhas face the rows of long tables covered in gold coloured satiny material. Had we more time we would have perused the religious exhibits in the upper levels. In the near distance is the stadium still under construction.


‘Pedestrian’ but intriguingly chaotic


Xi men ding can be thought of as the counterpart of New York's Times square. Besides it is the oldest district in Taipei which means the oldest buildings and temples are found here. Yes it is quite close to the Biloxiao historic area.


And this is where the octagonal red house, taking its name from the red brick walls, is. it is actually made up of an octagonal building and a cruciform building. Adapting to changing needs, a cultural transformation has made it a trendy bustling market.

The surrounding area is so busy with traffic and filled with high end boutiques and cafes that it's hard to believe that chaos sits right next to the quite landscaped governmental district.


As we amble about a row of red lanterns hung above a narrow entrance sparks curiosity. It is the serene Tianhou temple tucked between modern buildings..  Had we more time we would have explored it further 



A sight to watch

We have seen quite a bit of Taipei city in spite of the intermittent rain. But we have to make our way back to Keelung. We simply cannot afford to miss our boat. So there comes out our day passes again at the central station. At the turnpike there's a sight to behold. Visually handicapped masseuses in orange jackets are eliciting oohs and aahs (never mind the sceptics) from their clients.


The rainy city that didn't dampen spirits

On the journey back we pass by two other landmarks, the post office and the North Gate to the city. The third building, we're  guessing , is the railway museum. It is still  raining in Keelung. After all, this city is well known for ,at least 200  days a year.



The marks of colonisation and concord


The Keelung River  offered access to northern Taiwan for various colonisers, which explains why Taipei's indigenous culture has blended with those of China, Japan and southeast Asia.

We sure would have loved to visit the 11 storied presidential office building  known for its red and white facade resembling Japanese character..




City of lights: Paris 2014 (day 2)

 Whitest Church we've ever seen

Early on Day 2 in Paris the Metro takes us to the Basilica of Sacré Cœur de Montmartre (Sacred Heart of Montmartre). Its dome is two hundred meters above the Seine overlooking all of Paris and its suburbs. Apparently it is the second most popular tourist destination in the capital after the Eiffel Tower. Walking the porch of the church takes us through the several bays built in the  Romano-Byzantine style.Amazingly this basilica remains perpetually white seemingly untainted by the weather. The secret lies in the type of limestone used in the building. It is an extremely hard stone with a fine grain that exudes calcite on contact with rainwater, making it exceptionally white.


The familiar and the unexpected

One curiosity was the meditative fountain. The not so curious was the quotidian beggar.

Cameras are forbidden which is just as well since the inside is dimly lit giving a mystical aura to the glasswork and mosaics. 

We join the people sitting along the sloping lawns soaking in the atmosphere afforded by the 2nd most popular tourist attraction in Paris.


Useful keepsake 

A short walk after that stops us at a souvenir shop that sells a tempting array of  berets. We get three of them and the males cover their pates with the soft round hats symbolic of French culture.




Wander to  discover: history infusion

Our preferred way of  exploring the city without a plan is very ideal for Paris for even though it feels like a city it is surprisingly small. A walk near the Tuileries Garden takes us to a prominent sight in the Parisian landscape thanks to its famous gilded Dome. Hotel de ville ( city hall) is known not only for royal celebrations of marriages and births but also for executions.

We were not aware that the Tomb of Napoleon I was in the vicinity. 


In the distance is the 150 year old Palais Garnier, the stunningly opulent and majestic legendary theatre.


Exploration gives the grandchildren a taste of the history and culture surrounding them as in discovering ( rather than identifying) something, like the 381  mascarons (masks) along pont Neuf. Crossing it we come by Daphne Place, a triangular square with a row of houses across from the base of the triangle  of which only two retain their original appearance. 


An architecturally  beautiful building with red brick outlines and an eye-catching bas relief is Carrefour  Curie. The next marvel is the hallowed Military School and the large shallow pool along the Champs de Mars into which children, adults and dogs casually dip their feet and little paper boats float with abandon.The Champ-de-Mars, which originally served as the school’s parade ground leads us up to the Eiffel Tower.  



Inside the laced steel 

Now we are at the base of the Eiffel tower. Should we get the tickets to take the elevator up to the viewing platform? The queue seems long and stationary. We decide to sit on the lawn which is quickly becoming  crowded. The queue seems to have moved a little. The grandchildren and I decide to take our chances. We join the line. To our delight the line is moving faster now. We have got our tickets. But the wait seems to be forever. There is no turning back now. Might as well marvel at the jumble of steel that insanely makes the tower built for a Expo the most popular tourist attraction in Paris. We understand why the wait is long. The viewing platform, for safety's sake,can only handle a certain number of visitors at a time. The number of visitors leaving the platform will decide how many from the line can go up in the next batch! 

Going up in a glass walled elevator gives us glimpses of Paris between the gaps in wrought iron lattice that makes up the light airy and strong tower. 




Appreciation of the beautiful whether day or night

We are at the top. It's about 9: 30 pm. A glorious sunset is awaiting us. In the interim we are treated to great views of all the places we'll have to miss on this trip.  We spy L’Arc de Triomphe and the boutique strip that goes all the way to Pariss largest square, Place de la Concorde. Then we get a quick look at the 60 lush acres that make up the  Luxembourg gardens and the palace in the distance. In another direction appears Place du Trocadéro, where the Palais de Chaillot,a complex  used for three museums and one theatre, stands. In about 30 minutes we have had a superb view of the city. The sun sets at 10pm and we reluctantly leave for the ground. 

Drink is handing me a single long rose stem! It's never happened before. I had earlier seen peddlers selling them for what I thought was a prohibitive price. This is Paris, a City of Love,  after all. I had also seen some discarded rose stems. But, I was going to give him the benefit of the doubt and accepted the gesture in good humour.

Can't complain

All through the evening we've been hearing all kinds of music at different venues. And then there were the roses. Was it an everyday thing! Surprise,surprise! This, the 21st of June 2014,  is the longest day of the year. The Summer solstice  is celebrated with the Festival of Music. I've read that every block hosts parties and great performances all completely free to the publ8c. We have been feted by the city – be completely free to the public! The first festival in Paris was such a huge success, that today, the concept has been exported throughout France and to over 100 countries around the world! Well done Monsieur Lang!For the last 43 years in France, the 21st June is not just the longest day of the year but also the day of the fête de la musique




Scenic city on the Seine: Paris (2014) Day 1

 Voilà! Paris, we are here

Driving down from Brussels, Belgium, we arrive late having got caught in the traffic jam near Charles de Gaulle Airport. We missed the agent by more than an hour at the building where our AirBnb apt is. We have no clue as to where to park our rental vehicle. All the lots along our road are taken. Being a one way street the driver had to go all the way around the building

Which meant going into mainstream traffic and then trying to maneuver several lanes so as not to miss the turn into our area. It takes nearly 30 mins. Meanwhile the older grandson spots a car pulling out and he immediately makes his way to the empty space and stands there to stake a claim! As luck would have it we meet a young woman walking into the building who kindly calls our agent. After what seems like ages he turns up and cheerfully passes on the keys for the particular apartment. It happens to be on the ground floor. Raising the shutters we are heartened to see that the windows favourably open out to the very road on which we have parked. We find it easier to pass our bags in through the wide open windows than to keep repeatedly opening three consecutive doors to enter the apt.


A pricey historical neighbourhood once a swamp

It is late evening. People are walking about probably returning from work or going about their evening  activities. Most of the pedestrians we see are obviously Jewish: side-curled and skull-capped males in suits,females in modest skirts and blouses with some sporting headscarves. No wonder since France has the world's 3rd biggest Jewish population.


This stylish and chic area is called Le Marais (the “Swamp”).  It is the place where Jews found refuge during the Middle Ages. The aristocratic residences they built have since been divided into small apartments. It transpires that we are occupying one of the most expensive real estates in the world!


We are not sure about the parking rules in the vicinity. Rather than take a chance we find a garage a few minutes away. We can sleep well knowing that the car is legally parked.

It is a pity that we have only two whole days in Paris. We will have to miss out on ambling through this most popular neighbourhood. Hunger leads us to a boulangerie where we have a pick of Parisian patisseries for dinner.


Wallet weary

We are close to many iconic Parisian landmarks.

The next morning we walk to the main thoroughfare and thence to the Metro. Our plan is to get a 3 day ticket each. Drink pulls out his wallet to slide out a few Euros. The agent at the ticket counter agitatedly asks him to put the wallet away immediately and to keep a close eye on it. He is warning us about the frequent pick pocketing incidents on the Metro of which we have heard much about. We should literally hold on tight to our wallets. 

The word metro now used in 55 countries is a derivative of Metropolitan ( Greek ‘mother city’)


Stepping back in time

The Metro is very affordable and  convenient once we get used to the individual metro maps. It is surprising how the old underground  metro stations continue to function without modern amenities like elevators. The beautiful old stations from the 1900s still work flawlessly. Young parents deftly pick up perambulators and climb up the stairs. Older folk carry heavy luggage up the stairs. Sinewed and resolute indeed.


Grand old Notre Dame ( Our lady of Paris)

Only a short train ride away and still in the Jewish quarter. Walking along the Seine we spy two islands,Ile de la Cité and Ile Saint-Louis, and the unmistakable steeple and Bell towers of the ubiquitous Notre Dame on the former. Trudging along the Pont Neuf( New Bridge) we join the crowds waiting in line to enter the building. Had we entered I would have seen first hand what inspired Victor Hugo’s The Hunchback of Notre Dame. We opted to spend time gazing at the 12 century Gothic architecture,  intricate statuary, the facade (particularly the details of The Last Judgement on the  central portal) the bell towers, the stained glass rose windows and the flying buttresses.


Bloody history of a chic neighbourhood 

This island, the birthplace of Paris, also bears the Gothic Sainte-Chapelle, and the site of the prison where Marie Antoinette was held before being beheaded for treason. “If you are out of bread eat cake instead”, she said to the poor multitudes. It would have been gracious had she offered the cake.That's how disconnected the last queen of France was with her subjects. Is it any wonder that the frivolous queen fell out of favour?


Yet another of the multitude of bridges, old and new, connects this island with the other. A quick walk reveals its bucolic nature. 

Another grand dame

Wandering along the river bank we find ourselves in a large, sunny,beautiful square. The fountains burble and tinkle adding to the majesty of the building they grace. It is the famed Hotel de Ville, the town hall that characterises  Parisian history and culture in all its grandeur through its Renaissance facade.


Bastille Battle Cry: "Liberty, Equality, Fraternity.”

We now board a bus that should take us to the historical fortress. The aristocratic and vibrant Jewish quarter has been left behind. This is the working class district, the setting for the rebellion by Parisians who stormed the heavy wooden gates of the fortress to show their anger towards the despotic monarchy and dire economic conditions. The battle cry was said to be"Liberty, Equality, Fraternity, or Death.” The last word was removed to soften the implications of excessive violence.


But where is the royal fortress that also housed the prison?

The only evidence we have at the historic site is the July Column topped by Génie de la Liberté (the spirit of freedom). The square is surrounded by galleries, some under renovation.  The only remnants have become paving stones in the square and underground metro platforms. Today the Place de la Bastille is populated by zebra striped cylindrical concrete perches. We are told that the nearly empty square transforms into a bustling nightlife spot. 


Provocative vicinity: off the beaten path

We are in reality right behind the Palais Royal where the famed Louvre is. There is hardly anyone in the gardens surrounding it. We are away from all the hustle and bustle strolling through manicured gardens and gurgling fountains that are practically devoid of visitors.


Then a row of houses with their ubiquitous chimneys visible above the tall hedges call for attention. The story is that just before the French Revolution the Palace passed on to the Duke of Orleans. The womaniser quickly ran out of cash. Hence he built blocks of rental apartments, with shops on the ground floor, around three sides of the Royal Gardens. He also connected the gardens to the Opera House. Astute indeed!




Latin quarter: Pizza a la France?!

Our grandsons have decided on Pizza for lunch. The 9 year old decides to use his Google Maps to find us one. We will find one in the Latin Quarter, of course. None of the others in our family group has a smartphone, and this is the year 2015! He leads. The route takes us to the left bank of the Seine, over one of the modern bridges, through cobbled alleyways, narrow streets, and historic architecture. After some doubtful turns and frequent technical hiccups we arrive only to find the restaurant closed for renovations. Not one to give up, with a little  more fumbling he finds a Café that serves Pizza. The prim waiter, with a towel folded over his arm, takes our orders. He is a little taken aback that we do not order water or soda. For the first time in our life, perhaps also the last, we dig into pizza with forks and knives.

Well, we had a meal in a Parisian Cafe, not Al Fresco, and managed to befuddle the waiter.

That we are in the vicinity of the Sorbonne makes no difference to the young ones.

Louvre: a treasure trove

And then we are ready to take on one of the world's oldest and largest museums with exhibits from around the world. The metro entrance  from which we emerge is an unmistakable clue that we are at the Louvre. It is a Fairy tale-like structure that looks like a domed carriage made of strung lustrous baubles of all sizes and colours. Then, of course there is the distinct transparent pyramid. 


Gratis: kind, courteous and thoughtful

As we enter we are awed by the size of the atrium. We know that the children have free entry. Even as we take a few steps forward a couple just leaving thrusts their tickets towards us, “ Please use these. They are valid till the museum closes for the day”. 


The elusive Mona Lisa

One grandchild has evinced interest in art, especially painting and so we decide to explore the Renaissance wing. One of the deciding factors is that the Mona Lisa  falls into the category. The halls are long and lined appropriately with seating from which to ponder over the works that  so realistically and aesthetically  portray the aesthetic ideals of the ancient world through conjuring up  transcendent and serene settings.

The little ones have had a sampling and now they can't wait to see the Mona Lisa. They go quite close to every portrait to inspect. But the Mona Lisa remains elusive. Where is the crowd? We dare not take a turn into some of the branching corridors in case we mistakenly enter another section and miss Mona Lisa entirely. The children are already beginning to drag their feet and droop their heads. Oh! There's a crowd there. It's worth checking. The crowd is made of various tour groups each with its own guide shouting over and above the others. Did we hear the ML word? The children wedge their way through the crowd to reach a rope that is cordoning off an area of about a 2 metre radius. And there hangs the elusive painting. Do we need binoculars to study the painting? 


After the iconic painting we move on to more paintings like the Wedding feast at Cana and then to the  frescoes which lead us to ancient marble statues  like the Caryatids and Venus de Milo. By the time we reach the Egyptian exhibits the children are dog tired and so are we. We have to call it a day.





Everything in one place

Paris is so easy to get around. Everything  that makes Paris the city is accessible through an efficient metro network and bus routes. Also available are bicycles for rent. The iconic buildings are all within walking distance. 


Thirsty? There's always a Wallace fountain. Need a washroom break? There's  a clean one nearby  but you may have to look for it.



End of day 1.

My next blog will cover Day 2.




San Cristóbal de La Laguna: yet another 'capital' of the Canary Islands

Complementary cities

San Cristobal,Tenerife, the historical and cultural capital is only a short ride away from  Santa Cruz, one of the pair of political capitals. We have two choices: "guaguas” (bus) or tram. The tram appeals to us. Getting a ticket is easy.

Are we already there…?

The cities are so close together that within a few minutes we see a significant building. It is the famed, elegant University San Cristobal de la Laguna, the oldest university in the archipelago.

Taking it from the square

We start at Conception Square, one of the city’s important squares and explore. We are surrounded by colourful buildings, pretty cottages and a multitude of cafes, restaurants and bars.The Church of the Immaculate Conception Looks unassuming but its interior is quite impressive. The top of its bell tower offers wonderful views of the city.

Built for the capital

La Laguna Cathedral with a stunning interior was built in the early 1900s. The Cathedral was built in La Laguna because at that time it was the capital of the Canary Islands. Its various architectural styles  include the  Neoclassical, Neo-Gothic and Baroque. It is considered to be one of the few Spanish Cathedrals of Art since it includes a huge collection of15th century beautiful, original religious paintings. The stained glass, the ornaments and the adornments in the side chapels are all astounding. Unsurprising as the cathedral’s interior houses a wide range of religious heritage . This includes a huge collection of beautiful original religious paintings from the 15th century to more recent times, stunning stained glass artwork, lovely side chapels with striking ornaments and a magnificent altarpiece. 

Changing facades due to ravages of time

The small Chapel of San Miguel was once meant to be a Mausoleum. 

It is interesting how the various parish buildings take on different facades on different sides. It's probably due to natural destruction and thence rebuilding.




World Heritage indeed.

As we approach the historic centre the colonial ambiance is unmistakable. The buildings that surround us are steeped in history. A stroll takes us past monasteries,  large mansions and modest houses with typically colourful doors and windows as well as balconies. The streets are long and often end in large open spaces with several statues. 

 


The mansions and monasteries open into lush landscaped courtyards with typical Canarian Island home designs. They are decorated with wooden balconies, timber columns and a majestic garden with a fountain in the middle.

Messes on the swamp

But the layout of the old city seems to be haphazard. The city was built on the site of a shallow lake (laguna) or swamp that was drained. The first inhabitants were mostly soldiers. They could build anywhere in the public space within the fortified area. 

But when it resulted in a mess, a plan based on Da Vinci's plan for the city of Imole was adapted by the then ruler. Also, at this time,  all buildings in cane were ordered to be destroyed for, naturally they were fire hazards.

The city lost its importance when the capital was transferred to Santa Cruz in the 18th century. Tourism is now flourishing.

Tenerife: Far Flung Spain

 Not one but two seats of government!

We are docked at Santa Cruz, the largest city on Tenerife , the largest of the Canary Islands. It is not only the capital of the island but also one of the two political capitals of the autonomous community of Canary Archipelago, Spain. The other is Las Palmas in Gran Canaria.



All roads lead to the ‘oasis’: Plaza España 

Very close to the port are spectacular man made slopes landscaped with cacti, grass and other tropical ground cover reflecting onto a massive shallow pool. This is Plaza de Espana, dating from 1929, built over the remains of a castle. The garden only happened around 2006. The pool reflects all the modern architecture of emblematic buildings ( the grand Palacio with its clock tower, the post office, the monument to the fallen) typical of a capital city, around it. What's more, it is a very busy place. One of the reasons it is so busy is that it is at a crossroads. Almost every avenue extends out from here and hence a happy vibrant mix of locals and tourists. It's a good place to people watch and to relax.


The volcanic origins of the island is unmistakable in the hilly terrain surrounding the capital which is in the only lowland.

History bonanza

Walking through the various streets and avenues it is obvious that Santa Cruz has preserved its historical buildings very well, indeed, making it a bonanza for history buffs. The churches attest to the Catholic tradition. The Church of the Immaculate Conception has a bell tower reminiscent of a minaret.  The Guimera Theatre, a revered cultural institution, is the oldest theater in the Canary Islands.




Dragons and swords: a world record.

The parks and avenues are shaded by various types of palm trees. Other trees are dressed up in colourful crochet. But the umbrella shaped tree with a dense canopy is a  road stealer. Its leaves are sword shaped. They grow in dense tufts. Tucked among them are white flowers and choral berries. The trunk is said to contain dragon's blood, aptly named for its red gum valued for its values. We are told that in a distant town, called  Icod de los Vinos, stands what is thought to be the oldest in the world:  at least 800 years old, 18 metres tall, 20 metres in diameter


Urban sculptures

Parks abound in Santa Cruz. They are populated generously with urban sculptures and other artsy work like the trunks clothed in crocheted lace! A bronze statue of a mackerel near a dragon tree, a wind sculpture, a 25-meter tall monument that honors those who fought in the Spanish Civil War , a huge bronze mask, the Courage Group just to name a few. There is a statue for Agatha Christie somewhere, for she wrote one of her books while residing in Santa Cruz.

Reusing in a season for buying presents

Christmas is around the corner so the streets are festooned, faces decorated,etc. Nut ruck, between all this is a museum with its doors welcomingly ajar. Lo and behold! It's an exhibition of scenes, including the Nativity scene, all created from paper, cans, cardboard boxes, etc. 


A chip off the Sydney Opera House?

A strange canopy seemingly providing shade to a fort bears traces of the Sydney Opera house. It is none other than Auditorio de Tenerife.  Avenida de la Constitución. The specs are stupefying for a diminutive looking building.  The main hall has capacity for 1616 spectators and a 16.5 m wide stage. The already diminutive 17th century fortress, Castillo de San Juan bautista, on a tiny island, is dwarfed by the modern complex.


Since all the forts look alike and sit along the sea shore we are not sure we saw the Castillo de San Cristóbal. But we know that the 'oasis' was built over its ruins. They now have tunnels that take you underground to see the remains.



Our Lady of Africa: fascinating name for a market


The Spanish name is Mercado Municipal Nuestra Senora de Africa. The arched entrance is aptly ornate with two sculptures. One is of a barefoot Milkmaid, balancing a jug in one hand and a basket of dairy products on her head. The second is of two fishermen launching a boat. Of course, their main catch was the mackerel, which is emblematic of the once poor fishing village and hardworking citizens.

It's a colourful local market, with a colonial ambiance, with two floors filled with all kinds of canarian goods.. The bakeries and butchers are  on the ground floor. Tourists are most attracted to the fish market and seafood cafes in the basement. 

The craft stalls are a feast for the eyes. o was particularly drawn to the

Tenerife lace ( which is drawn work embroidery) and the intricate doilies

On Sundays the market spills outdoors.




What we missed
Every year Santa cruz holds a spectacular major UNESCO listed carnival, about 2 weeks before Ash Wednesday.  It is a major tourist draw.

The next blog will cover San Cristóbal de La Laguna, World Heritage Site.

An Amalgam of cultures: Taipei, Taiwan 2015

  From Keelung to the historical and contemporary city centre  We sail into Keelung Harbour in the early hours of the day. It is raining  We...

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