Tuesday, August 16, 2022

Blog Index

Welcome to my personal bloog space! Below you can read blogs I wrote in Saudi Arabia, UAE, Qatar, Philippines, China and UK. They go back as far as 1998. Enjoy!

UK

Just how many weapons can you stomach in one day? (Feb 2014)
How On Earth Does BA Stay in Business? (Aug 2013)
Did Black Adder really go to Hogwarts? (Aug 2013)
Do Roses And Beautiful Women Float Your Boat? (July 2013)
Steaming into York for a Unique Celebration (July 2013)
Grotesque Behaviour in the Yorkshire Dales (July 2013)
The Arrogance of Serenata Flowers (Jan 2013)
Kate & Wills - A Proud Day for Britain??? (April 2011)
Giving Away The Bride - No Refunds Permitted! (Sept 2010)

China

A lesson in good food and marketing (June 2013)
The Way of Tea - How can I ever look a tea bag in the face again? (June 2013)
Congratulations! Ignore your waistline and be happy! (May 2013)
A Feast for the Eyes as well as the Stomach (April 2013)
Want a prescription? Try the Dentist! (April 2013)
Why Bother with the National Museum? (March 2013)
BJ’s Metro Improves in Leaps and Bounds (Jan 2013)
Strutting the flesh on a cold winter’s day (Dec 2012)
Travelling Through Shanghai's Time Tunnel (Oct 2012)
A Visit to Jing’an – a Mecca for Leophiles? (Oct 2012)
Searching for Peace in Shanghai And Eating Lunch Through A Straw (Oct 2012)
First Visit to Shanghai – But mind what you drink! (Oct 2012)
Return to Tianjin (Sept 2012)
Is This What Chinese Heaven Is Like? (Sept 2012)
Chinese Exercise: The best way to get over a trauma is to meet it head on (Aug 2012)
Liaoning Cookery: Part 2 (June 2012)
Spare a thought for Beijing’s millions of homeless flies (May 2012)
So Who Needs Disney? (May 2012)
Cooking Liaoning Dumplings - Beijing Style (April 2012)
Time for Another Comeuppance (Apr 2012)
Who turned the heating off? (March 2012)
A new marketing ploy for KFC? (Feb 2012)
Hitting back at BJ's bus whingers (Feb 2012)
Enter the Dragon Part 2 (Jan 2012)
Enter the Dragon (Jan 2012)
Santa Jostles with the Dragon (Jan 2012)
Toasting the Dragon (Jan 2012)
Xmas in Beijing (Dec 2011)
Gobbing for China (Dec 2011)
Juggling with destiny … or crashing the diplomats' party (Dec 2011)
“I love talking about nothing. It is the only thing I know anything about.” (Oscar Wilde) (Nov 2011)
Being single on 11.11.11 is not all it's cracked up to be (Nov 2011)
Judge Not Others Lest Ye Be Judged Yourself! (Nov 2011)
天鹅湖 Makes a Splash in BJ (Oct 2011)
Special Me Is a Suave Dude (Sept 2011)
Searching for the Moon Rabbit on Mid Autumn Festival (Sept 2011)
Patience has its rewards (Sept 2011)
Overcoming the Pain Barrier - submitting to Chinese tortures (Aug 2011)
Following in Nixon's Footsteps (Aug 2011)
A Transport of Delight (July 2011)
Window on the World (July 2011)
An Amazing Day Out in Tianjin (July 2011)
Start of a new chapter in Brian’s autobiography (July 2011)
China Visa Red Tape - Coping with Officialdom (July 2011)
Beijing Tarts: Over the Hill at 30 (June 2011)
Flying HMMOG Airways - and living to tell the tale (June 2011)

Hong Kong

God Bless the Man who Invented Nature (Oct 2013)
Can One Ever Get Fed Up With Gold? (Oct 2013)
Of Tigers, Hearts and Little Red Lai Sees (Feb 2010)

UAE

I Hate to Say Goodbye - Time to leave the Middle East (June 2011)
Dance Bars in DXB - BS catches up on his education (June 2011)
Dubai’s RTA site needs a good kick up the *%^$#@*!, if you ask me (June 2011)
Selling my baby - Dubai-style (May 2011)
It's ATM time ... yet again again again (May 2011)
Emirates Airline - now I am beginning to understand why they are so expensive (May 2011)
Bangladopian Maid Arrested for Doing a 'Bobbitt' (April 2011)
Emirates NBD - A case of Incompetence, Stupidity or what, pray tell? (April 2011)
Change is Needed (April 2011)
Spamming the Spammers (Feb 2011)
It's that time of the month... (Dec 2010)
Abandon Hope All Ye Who Enter Caribou! (Nov 2010)
Callserve – No calls and No serve! (Oct 2010)
Now this is what I call service! (Sept 2010)
Should we pass around the begging bowl for Géant? (Sept 2010)
It's not easy being a dad (August 2010)
Screwed again! (August 2010)
Lowlife in the UAE (August 2010)
Dubai's Metro-Madness (July 2010)
ATM Time Again (May 2010)
Murdering the English Language (April 2010)
Moving house is no Fun in the UAE (Feb 2010)
Immigration Officers (June 2009)
Alex Beckons (June 2009)
For the love of a Kia (June 2009)
Delhi Diary (May 2009)
The sad tale of trying to get an Indian visa… (April 2009)
Concerto for Nokia and Orchestra (April 2009)
Middle East International Film Festival (Nov 2008)

Saudi Arabia

The Joys of Saudi Television (May 2009)
Driving in the Gulf (March 2009)
Immorality in Riyadh (May 2007)
A Survivor’s Guide to Driving in Saudi Arabia (Jan 2007)
Selfish Parking (Nov 2006)
Hummer Day Out (June 2006)
The Day You Hoped Would Never Happen (Sept 2005)
Trip to Wahba Crater (Feb 2005)
Bukhra Dunes (Oct 2004)
eMail from the edge (Nov 1998)

Qatar

Karwa Taxis: Qatar’s National Disgrace (Nov 2013)
How Come Qatar Airways is Still in Business? (March 2012)
Falling out of love with Qatar Airways (Jan 2011)
Desert Roses in Qatar (March 2007)

Philippines

Strolling Between the Walls in Downtown Manila (Jan 2015)
Manila’s National Museum of the Philippines (Dec 2013)
Coron: A Phoenix Rising (Nov 2013)
Elections peaceful – only 30 killed (Oct 013)
Where Chanticleer Meets his Match (or his Maker) (Oct 2013)
Fighting for your meal and watching soldiers dance? Welcome to Baguio! (Sept 2013)
Bureaucrats! Puh… Who Needs Them! (sept 2013)
Inspecting the Bells in Parañaque (Sept 2013)
Anyone for a duck foetus? Fried or boiled? (Aug 2013)
To Cruise, Perchance to Dream... (Jan 2013)
Did GBS Ever Visit the Philippines? (Jan 2013)
Time for Philippine air companies to pull their socks up?  (Jan 2013)
Chatting up a Filipina (June 2010)
The State of Democracy (May 2010)
Floods in the Philippines (Nov 2009)
Wake Up and Look Around! (Sept 2009)
Manila Sauce (August 2009)


Saturday, February 15, 2014

Just how many weapons can you stomach in one day?

It’s simply ages ago that I last visited the Royal Armouries Museum in Leeds – way back in the time I used to head up Communications at the now defunct ‘Yorkshire Electricity’. It opened in 1996 and YE was one of the companies that sponsored the building when the display moved from its previous storage in the Tower of London, where the Royal Armouries still maintains a presence in the White Tower.
 
I was recently back in Yorkshire for a month waiting for my visa application to be processed prior to coming out again to China, when one day my son and his GF suggested a revisit. With entrance to the museum free, and it being a particularly nice (but cold) day, the suggestion was a bit of a no-brainer… of course I would be delighted!
 
So we met up at Leeds bus station and together headed off to 53.791866°N 1.532258°W which, BTW, is at Clarence Dock, situated close to the city centre on the banks of the River Aire.
 
 
The Royal Armouries is one of those ancient institutions that was originally engaged in the manufacture of armour for the Kings of England. In 1545, it is recorded that a visiting foreign dignitary actually paid to view the collection at the Armoury (they didn’t have such an enlightened government in those days to ensure that UK museums were free, unlike nowadays); and by the time of Charles II, there was a permanent public display there. So I guess that early Royal Armoury can be counted as the very first museum in Britain.
 
Designed by architect Derek Walker, this modern Museum was originally scheduled to be in Meadowhall, Sheffield. But in 1991 Leeds was chosen instead for the venue and £42.5m was raised from both the public and private sectors. In March 1996 it was finally opened by HM the Q. And here’s a little Trivial Pursuit piece of useless knowledge: Did you know the museum is actually mentioned in the Kaiser Chiefs song ‘Team Mate’, from the band’s début album, ‘Employment’? No, neither did I. I mean… wow!
 
 
The Royal Armouries collection actually consists of some 70,000 examples of arms, armour and artillery dating from antiquity to the present day, including royal armours of the Tudor and Stuart kings; arms and armour of the English Civil Wars; British and foreign military weapons; hunting and sporting weapons, as well as a small collection of fine and decorative arts, paintings, sculptures, antique prints and drawings, early photographs, stereoscopes and lantern slides. It’s divided into five galleries: War, Tournament, Oriental, Self Defence and Hunting, and until recently the Museum used live presentations in addition to the static displays to explain the collection; but as is so often the way in Britain these days, funding cuts put an end to much of the live stuff .
 
Anyway, once you get to the Museum you simply cannot escape the unusual logo that is found everywhere – on the tops of poles, on posters, on stickers … just everywhere. Read on to find out WTF it’s all about!
 
 
The building of the Royal Armouries Museum was actually designed from the inside out – a bit like Batman and his underpants, if you get my drift! They started by determining the heights of the ceilings (have you ever tried carrying a full length pikestaff in a normal sized room?) and the size of the lifts (likewise!) and then wrapped a building around the space.
 
And then they simply popped a whole load of collections into the building, starting with five galleries which house 5,000 of those 70,000 objects in permanent displays. Covering Ancient and Medieval warfare, 17th, 18th, 19th and 20th centuries weapons; hunting around the world; oriental weapons; arms and armour dedicated to jousting; self defence… it has everything. In fact you name it, if it has anything to do with weaponry, there’s a good chance you will find it here.
 
In the summer months there’s even a jousting and sporting arms area, known as the Arena in which two important jousting contests are still held each year with competitors coming from all over the world.
 
But the sight that has everyone reaching for their cameras (before they realise that their lenses aren’t wide-angled enough!) is the amazing Hall of Steel – a collection of swords and shields that decorate the main giant staircase whose walls are covered with trophy displays composed of 2,500 objects reminiscent of the historical trophy displays erected by the Tower Armouries from the 17th century.
 
 
One thing that you see everyone puzzling over when they first enter the building is which direction to go in. Having visited many museums in China where you are steered through galleries as if you were shuffling your way through an IKEA store, here it is just … well, random. Even the galleries don’t really seem to lead on one from the next. But in a way that very lack of planning seems to work really well here.
 
Step out of the lift on the second floor and you are confronted by a jousting knight on horseback…
 
 
And if you mosey round the corner to the café (or are desperate for a loo break!) there are some rather nice jousting pictures adorning the walls there.
 
 
For me, one of the most impressive halls was the one dedicated to eastern armour. Take this reproduction of a horse and rider from the tomb of Shihuangdi in China around 210BC, for instance. The 3000 terracotta warriors gave a great insight into the military equipment of China at a time when it was adapting from a long period of internal wars to one in which it was engaged against the cavalry armours of the eastern steppe – mainly Xiongnu, known as the Huns. In contrast to nomad cavalry, these very early Chinese cavalry were armed with crossbows in an attempt at using powerful long range weapons to combat the composite bows of the Huns. They also wore armour of laced plate, probably made of bronze.
 
 
The Japanese collection is no less impressive. From the Late Heian to the Kamakura period (AD897 - 1392) Japanese armies were organised around armoured horse archers supported by mobile auxiliary infantry. The mounted samurai used longbows (called yumi) as their primary weapon. This Japanese longbow was made of bamboo and mulberry wood and in the 10th century the length of the stave was fixed at 2.2 metres. A special leather glove with a reinforced thumb was worn on the right hand.
 
 
Further to the west, elephants played a significant part in warfare from as early as 1000BC until the 19th century. Mainly used in India and SE Asia (but occasionally also in western Asia, north Africa, and even Spain and Italy) they were valued for their strength, intelligence and ability to be trained. Their main role was as fighting animals but of course they were also used to move heavy loads. They could also wield swords attached to their tusks – reminiscent I always think of the knives attached to the feet of cockerels in traditional cock fighting.
 
Take a look at this Indian Mughal armour worn about 1600 and purchased by the Tower Armouries in 1833. The armour was known as ‘bargustawan-i-pil’; and this is the only example of an almost complete elephant armour in any public collection in the world. It is made of mail and plate and was originally formed of eight panels – three either side of the body and one each for the head and throat. It weighs in at 118kg but the original complete armour would have weighed around 160kg (so it is unlikely you would have got it into your baggage allocation, when returning home on leave, even if you flew first class). It was probably made in northern India in the late 16th or early 17th century.
 
 
While we’re in the region of the sub continent, let’s take a quick butchers’ at some daggers from Lahore from the 17th and 18th centuries. They were called katar
 
 
And continuing the daggers theme, there’s a particularly nasty collection of flick knives and knuckle dusters that you might have come across walking the back streets of the ‘Smoke’ in days gone by…
 
 
One thing the museum has in abundance – apart from all the swords, that is – are guns. Here is a kolibri which is one of the smallest working pistols ever made. It fires a bullet of only 2.7mm calibre and holds five rounds. They say it would only be dangerous at very close range, though I’m still not sure I’d like to be on the receiving end of it!
 
 
There’s also a Walther Model PPK first manufactured in 1931. This 7.65mm police pistol was designed to be easily concealed. You’ll no doubt remember that James Bond was first issued with one in ‘Dr No’ as a replacement for his Beretta .25 – also shown – which was manufactured in Italy from 1920, and was Bond's favourite pistol in the first five books.
 
 
The museum has obviously thought long and hard as to how it can make the entire subject of arms and armour appealing to the masses; and in the main they have succeeded very well. As well as a James Bond display, there are also examples of, for instance, the Thompson sub machine gun which was made from 1928 and is forever linked in the public’s mind with American prohibition in the 1920s. The Thompson was used in the St Valentine's Day massacre in Chicago, and, of course, in the blockbuster film Bonnie and Clyde.
 
 
Something I wasn’t expecting, but is an eye catcher in its own right, is a complete do-it-yourself anti-vampire kit! Complete protection against the undead. LOL! If traditional garlic and stakes don’t work, no worries! There’s a pistol included which is apparently also effective against vampires. More than 80 of these kits were actually produced! Yes, some people really did believe in vampires! As Bram Stoker wrote in his 1897 epic Dracula: "The branch of wild rose on his coffin keep him that he move not from it; a sacred bullet fired into the coffin kill him so that he be true dead; and as for the stake through him we know already of its peace; or the cut off head that giveth rest. We have seen it with our eyes.”
 
The first such kit was recorded only in 1986, however. It consisted of a hardwood box containing a Belgian percussion pocket pistol (about 1850), 4 wooden stakes with mallet, crucifix, bottled garlic, holy water and holy earth, a Book of Common Prayer (1851), rosary beads and a handwritten verse from St Luke's gospel.
 
 
And while we’re on the subject of fantasy – and returning to the Hollywood theme for a moment –
there’s even a display of swords used in Middle Earth – or Hobbit land to you and me!
 
 
I mentioned earlier on that the weapons on display weren’t just for armed combat. There are also
loads of hunting implements of destruction for instance; such as this whaling harpoon gun…
 
 
And ever the provider of gosh-well-I-never-knew-that-facts, the museum tell us that in 1826 in the port city of Hull the numbers of traders who used parts of whales in their products included 10 brush makers, 6 soap manufactures, 2 whalebone cutters, 1 bristle merchant, 16 tallow chandlers, 7 bone merchants, 3 comb makers, 8 stay makers, 7 button mould makers, 8 furriers, 6 umbrella makers, and 14 oil merchants. So maybe the Brits shouldn’t appear so self righteous when castigating other nations for their little bit of whale hunting!
 
In fact we ultra-clean Brits only developed our use of soap in the 18th century as a direct result of whale hunting making soap much more cheaply available. Whale oil was also used for domestic lamps until the discovery of petroleum in 1859. In the 1740s 5,000 street lamps using whale oil were installed in London and were used until the introduction of coal gas lighting!
 
 
Had enough of killing whales? OK how about slaughtering the odd tiger or two? Here’s a photo of the Nizam of Hyderabad and his entourage during a tiger hunt in about 1890…
 
 
There was even a gun especially designed for killing waterfowl from the safety of a long narrow boat as it sailed over the broads. Looks jolly uncomfortable to me and I can only imagine the bird killers suffered awful back ache by the time they returned home in the evening carrying their clutch of birds.
 
 
 
But by now we have turned yet another corner and arrived back in the oriental gallery, albeit a floor higher than before. In front of us is some mail and plate coat from the Philippines. Known as ‘baju lamina’ this Moro 19th century mail was made entirely of brass, with its plates joined by butted mail and with silver fittings. In form it closely resembles the armours worm throughout the Islamic world from the 14th to 17th centuries.
 
 
Across the way is a glass case stuffed full of Japanese small swords from the late 18th century. They were probably produced in a factory in Deshima for export to Europe. The hilts are made of gilt copper.
 
 
I mentioned earlier on that the height of the ceilings had been so planned to allow for pike-carrying museum staff; but there is also ample space for horses which the museum has in abundance … well, that’s to say models of horses!
 
Horses, of course, played vital roles in both battles and in hunting. They needed protection in battle and sport just like their riders and their armour would include a ‘shaffron’ to cover the head, a ‘crinet’ over the neck, and plates of metal called ‘barding' to protect the body.
 
 
And in this museum, wherever there is a horse standing idly about, you can guarantee that there will also be a knight of the realm showing off his armour. Take these examples of cuirassier armour from Holland about 1630. The gilt fittings have been punched in with incised decorations and they still bear traces of gilding. It is possible some of this armour was made for the accession of King Charles II in the 1660s.
 

 As for this next one – it is widely regarded as one of the finest armours to be found in the world. It has spectacular decoration featuring twelve embossed lions' heads and was no doubt used for tournaments or parades at court events.
 
Fashionable Tudor knights wanted to look their very best to impress everyone how rich and powerful they were. It is said that members of court could tell at a glance who made your armour and whether it was the latest fashion. A knight could choose a style and decoration from a pattern book, and could even have matching armour made for his horse! As Giorgio Armani once said "The difference between style and fashion is quality!"
 
 
And at last we come to the most iconic of all the museum’s items… The horned helmet, made by one of the finest armourers of the early 16th century. Konrad Seusenhofer of Innsbruck was court armourer to Maximilian 1st, the Holy Roman Emperor.
 
Maximilian presented a suit of armour – of which only this helmet remains – to King Henry VIII in 1514. The mask has wide set eyes, a stubbly chin, a pair of spectacles and a large hooked nose which is dripping! It is believed that the face is that of a court jester. The rams horns may have been added at a later date to exaggerate the strange appearance of the helmet. It was chosen as the symbol of the Royal Armouries not only because of its association with Henry VIII but also because of its extraordinary appearance.
 
 
So there you have it. The Royal Armouries is a great day out. If you thought going to a museum could be dull, then think again. Sure, there are only so many swords / guns / suits of armour / horses’ backsides that you can take in at any one go, before you start feeling that you’ve seen them all!
 
But if ever you get up to the northern wastes of Yorkshire, you’d be well advised to put some time aside to visit. And with free entrance, it certainly provides great value for money!

Sunday, January 5, 2014

Strolling Between the Walls in Downtown Manila

I was wandering around central Manila a few weeks back and found myself in Rizal Park, heading for… well, I’m not sure where. Rizal Park, you’ll remember if you read my last blog, is situated slap bang next to the National Museum and along Roxas Boulevard, adjacent to Manila’s old walled city of Intramuros.

 
Something that had caught my eye on my previous visit was a sign to the old Orchidarium; and as I love gardens and plant exhibits, I had determined to visit it as soon as time permitted.

 
The sign had caught my eye before as, not only did it point the way to the Orchidarium itself, but at the bottom it warned, rather ominously in my opinion, “Government Property Do Not Remove. Mere possession of this sign is punishable by law”.
 
Now, although I cannot fathom for one minute why anyone would cast a covetous eye over such a ramshackle old billboard, I had to keep reminding myself that I was, after all, in Manila and anything that isn’t bolted down is liable to be lifted.

 
Slap bang in the middle of this object of desire was the word Barbara’s, added, I suspect, somewhat haphazardly at some date after the board had originally been created.
 
Barbara’s, for those in the know, is a catering chain that claims to specialise in Filipino and Spanish dishes, though house specialties apparently also include other European-inspired dishes. Barbara's also claims to “cater to people who enjoy good food served in a grand manner”. The most recent addition to the company’s projects is the Orchidarium outlet, whose plaza can accommodate functions for up to 500 people.
 
Alas, the well laid plans of mice and men are invariably thwarted; and with tears in my eyes I soon discovered the Orchidarium was well and truly locked for ‘rehabilitation’. So the garden has once again returned to my list of must-see-places-some-time-in-the-future.

 
So what else can one do in this part of downtown Manila? What else, apart from explore the old area of Intramuros, just along the road!
 
Over four centuries ago, Intramuros WAS Manila. From its founding in 1571, to the end of Spanish rule in 1898, it was the exclusive preserve of the Spanish ruling classes, while the native populace was settled in surrounding areas such as Paco and Binondo, while the 'troublesome' Chinese were kept under permanent supervision in a ghetto called the Parian.
 
For some 400 years, Intramuros served as the capital of the Spanish East Indies. It was the centre of commerce, education, government, and religion in Spain's most distant imperial possession. Within its massive walls were imposing government buildings, stately homes, churches, convents, monasteries, schools, hospitals and cobbled plazas. Life there was the standard against which all other lifestyles in the rest of the country were judged.
 
But time was not kind to Intramuros. It suffered gunfire, earthquakes, fires and a world war or two, followed by neglect; and it’s surprising that so much still stands today, given that it was only in 1979 that there was finally an attempt made to rebuild it, starting firstly on the old walls.

 
Also known as the Ciudad Murada (Walled City), Intramuros is almost completely surrounded by this massive three-mile-long circuit of walls and fortifications, that were begun in the late 1500s to protect the inhabitants from attack. The Spanish conquistador Miguel López de Legazpi laid the foundations of the new capital on the former site of Maynilad, a palisaded riverside settlement, being the remnants of an Islamic settlement by the mouth of the Pasig River.
 
The walls enclosed a pentagonal area approximately 0.67 sq km in size – or some 64 hectares – within which lay a tight grid-like system of streets and a main square surrounded by government structures. The defensive curtain was more or less completed by the 1700s, although improvements and other construction work continued well into the next century.
 
Not that it stopped it being invaded by Chinese pirates, threatened by Dutch forces, and held by the British, Americans and Japanese at various times. But it did survive until the closing days of WWII, when it was finally heavily damaged by US bombing during the battle to recapture the city from the Japanese Imperial Army, by which time the walls were almost all that remained.
 
Reconstruction of the walls was started in 1951 when Intramuros was declared a National Historical Monument; but that didn’t stop the Global Heritage Fund identifying the place as one of 12 worldwide sites "on the verge of irreparable loss and destruction" in its 2010 report entitled Saving Our Vanishing Heritage, citing poor management together with development pressures.
 
Anyway, one of the most famous gates in the wall is the Postigo del Palacio, which was built in 1662, and renovated 120 years later. On 30 Dec 1896, the Philippines’ national hero José Rizal was taken through this gate from Fort Santiago en route to the place of his execution at Bagumbayan, in what today has become Rizal Park. Damaged in the battle of Manila in 1945, the gate was restored in 1968, with further restorations made in 1982.

 
Except for a brief period under British rule (1762-1764), Intramuros remained a Spanish city until 1898, when the U.S. took control of the Philippines at the end of the Spanish-American War.
 
Before the American Era, entrance to the city was through eight gates. Drawbridges were raised and the city was closed from 11 pm till 4 am every night, continuing in this way until 1852, when, following a major earthquake, it was decreed that the gates should thenceforth remain open 24/7.
 
Amazingly, there has not been that much commercialisation taking place inside the walls. The exception is the establishment of one or two fast food outlets such as Jollibee, McDonald's and Starbucks which are all full to bursting due to the patronage of the student population within Intramuros.
 
But apart from the Golden Arches et al, there has been quite a bit of effort made to restore Intramuros to its former glory. You would be hard pressed to know that many of the buildings have been almost entirely rebuilt. And the Spanish colonial architecture is surely what makes this area so attractive.
 
Here, for instance, is the ECJ Building, which is one of my favourites. It was formerly the site of Casa Nueva – the provincial house of the Augustinian Order. When it was destroyed by a fire in 1932, a two-story building belonging to Adamson University was constructed, but this was also destroyed in the 1945 bombings. The Institution was founded in 1932 by George Lucas Adamson, a Greek national living in the Philippines, as a School of Industrial Chemistry and Engineering. The first school building was located at San Miguel, then transferred here to Intramuros, and during the war, to Meralco.
 
If you’re wondering what ECJ is all about, I’m told it stands for Eduardo Cojuangco Jr. who is the chairman of San Miguel Corporation (the largest food and beverage corporation in the Philippines and Southeast Asia), former Philippine ambassador, and a former governor of Tarlac. It has been estimated that, at one time, his business empire accounted for 25% of the gross national product of the Philippines. He was a candidate for the presidency in 1992, ultimately losing to Fidel Ramos, who got 23.6% of the vote. Miriam Defensor Santiago (my heroine!) came in second with 19.7% and Cojuangco came in third with 18.2%.

 
Actually there are loads of attractive buildings. This, for instance, is the Bagumbayan Light and Sound Museum showcasing the life of José Rizal. It used to be the site of the first Filipino congregation of religious women, called Beaterio de la Compañia de Jesus which was founded in 1684, but it too was destroyed in 1945.

 
But wherever you are in this city-within-a-city, you are never far away from the walls which enclose the 160 acres. An inner moat (or foso) surrounds the perimeter of the wall and an outer moat (contrafoso) surrounds the walls that face the city.
 
Several bulwarks (baluarte), ravelins (ravellin) and redoubts (reductos) are also strategically located, following the design of medieval fortifications. The seven bastions were constructed at different periods of time, which is why they all appear so different from one another.
 
One of the future plans of the Intramuros Administration is to complete the perimeter walls that surround the city so that visitors will be able to completely circumnavigate the area from the walkway on top of the walls.

 
Although most of the walkways are still solid enough, many of the walls, gates and bulwarks are covered in weeds and are crying out for a bit of TLC. Given the amount of visitors coming every day you would think that a bit of sprucing up of the said stonework would be money well spent…

 
When the Americans took over, they made drastic changes to the city, such as in 1903, when the walls from the Santo Domingo Gate up to the Almacenes Gate were removed, as the wharf on the southern bank of the Pasig River was improved. The double moats that surrounded Intramuros were deemed unsanitary and were filled in with mud dredged from Manila Bay where the present Port of Manila is now located. The moats were then transformed into a municipal golf course!

 
Along the top of one wall are metal picture casts of past Philippine presidents, starting with the first President – Emilio Aguinaldo – and going through to Gloria Arroyo. Here are the mugshots of Ferdinand Marcos and Corazon Acquino…

 
Actually, it's all but impossible to get lost in Intramuros, thanks to the district's orderly street plan. General Luna is the main street cutting a swathe through to most of the major attractions, including San Agustín Church and Manila Cathedral, the latter being the seat of the Roman Catholic Archdiocese of Manila and one of the most important churches in the Philippines. Although it was reconstructed in the 1950s, it has also been locked tightly shut for urgent structural repairs since February 2012, and no definite date has been given for its reopening, which probably means it will be closed for a very long time to come!

 
Although somewhat less imposing than the Cathedral, San Agustin Church (originally known as "Iglesia de San Pablo") is arguably much more attractive. It was founded in 1571 and built by 1589 and is the oldest stone church in the Philippines. It is said that from 1565 to 1898 close to 3,000 Augustinians worked in the Philippines. They founded 328 parishes, and in 1897 it is estimated that some three million Filipinos were under their care.
 
The church is steeped in history. It has witnessed major events – for instance it was in the sacristy of the church that the Spaniards and Americans discussed and signed the terms of surrender of the city of Manila to the Americans in 1898. And during the last days of the Battle of Manila in 1945, hundreds of Intramuros residents were gathered and held hostage in the church by Japanese soldiers.
 
San Agustin Church also survived looting by the British forces, who occupied Manila in 1762 during the Seven Years' War. In 1863, a strong earthquake hit Manila leaving San Agustin Church as the only public building left undamaged in the city. The earthquake of 1880 left a huge crack in the left bell tower of the church but it was eventually repaired. The church also withstood many other major earthquakes that struck Manila in 1645, 1699, 1754, 1796, 1825 and 1852. In 1993, it was one of four Philippine churches constructed during the Spanish colonial period to be designated as a World Heritage Site by UNESCO.
 
Mind you, San Agustín's neighbouring monastery was damaged during the war and was subsequently refashioned into exhibition space which is used for the San Agustín Museum.

 
They say the museum's pretty impressive, if rather poorly labelled. There are collections of Spanish colonial-era ecclesiastical vestments, sacred vessels, religious art, manuscripts, and other important cultural artefacts. But I’m afraid I gave the museum a miss this time – not being that turned on by ecclesiastical memorabilia – and headed instead to the main part of the church.
 
I particularly like the four stone lion statues guarding the entrance, in particular this one on the right picking his teeth with what looks like a 17th century sex toy (not, you understand, that I am an expert in such things!).

 
There’s loads of wooden carvings, both inside and outside – as found here on the main entrance portal whose carvings are quite intricate.

 
The inside of the church is also intricate, and has a very Spanish feel to it and is much more welcoming than some of the more austere churches you can find around the place.

 
And this gate leading into the nether reaches of the church looks like it was made by a metalsmith who just didn’t know when to stop. I quite like it though!

 
The ceiling of San Agustín Church is also attractive, with its trompe l'oeil murals throwing out a seemingly 3D image to the worshippers below…

 
Having absorbed my fill of culture at this splendid church, I moseyed outside once more and turned a corner to come face to face with another restaurant in the Barbara's chain, this one located at the Plaza San Luis.

 
Apparently this restaurant elicits very mixed emotions, if those on the web are anything to go by. “Food is normal, but good entertainment” says one, referring to the cultural performances that are part and parcel of the evening fayre.
 
“Too dirty, too old and some areas need repair,” gushes another. “Unfriendly staff but the food is okay.”
 
“Food is not stunning but is not bad either,” begrudgingly agrees a third; while yet another recorded “very basic meals by the look of them. We only had quesadillas and taquitos that were somewhat bland but expensive.”
 
Further research makes me somewhat relieved that I didn’t give in to my hunger pangs after my morning constitutional. “The water is dirty since their is something floating in my drink,” wrote one customer, while another reported “Disappointing service, so-so food, dirty water, and baby cockroaches.”
 
Well that does it! Why only baby cockroaches? Surely everyone knows that you can find big fat juicy ones all over Manila? No, I think I will well and truly keep this eatery on my list of restaurant nearly-rans. Now, where did I see those Golden Arches? I’ll bet they don’t use babies in their roachburgers!

Friday, December 20, 2013

Manila’s National Museum of the Philippines

Fans of your favourite blogger know that I am well into visiting museums. During my time in Beijing, I must have visited over 50 of them; but for some reason, the same can not be said of museums in the Philippines. I’m not sure what it is that makes them – for me, at least – less desirable as must-see sites; but on a recent trip to Manila I decided the time was right to correct this negative feeling. I headed out for the National Museum, no less, as a good way to start my Pinoy education.
 
The National Museum was actually designed in 1918 as a public library by an American consulting architect of the Bureau of Public Works called Ralph Harrington Doane, and his assistant Antonio Toledo. But work having been suspended several times because of lack of funds, it was eventually decided that the building should be used by the Legislature. The building was inaugurated on the 16th July 1926, and by then had cost four million pesos – way over the original estimates.
 
Upon its completion, the upper floors were occupied by the Senate and House of Representatives while the ground floor was occupied by the National Library. During the shelling and bombing of Manila in 1945 it suffered severe damage, but was reconstructed in 1946 following the original plans but with some revisions. In 1996, the Senate moved out of the building, and in 2003, renovation started to transform it into the National Art Gallery of the National Museum.
 
 
The Museum lies just outside Rizal Park in downtown Manila, not a stone’s throw (well, not if thrown by someone who’s relatively fit) from the statue of the Sentinel of Freedom, a monstrosity in the park itself which was erected in 2004 during President Aroyo’s tenure of office. It was part-funded by the Korean Freedom League, no doubt to show their solidarity with another country in the region which suffered under the occupation of the Japs during the Second World War.
 
 
Anyway, that apart, the museum itself (which is badly signposted, and has railings blocking the entrance in the most unlikely places) is actually rather a nice building.
 
 
It’s built round a courtyard, and inside the main building is a circular staircase which positively invites the visitor to climb up it.
 
 
The corridors are long and semi-ornate and the whole place has a grandiose feel to it. Already I’m warming to the museum, before having actually seen anything of note.
 
 
But before going any further, there is time first of all to inspect a typical Ifugao house, which the Petron Corporation (the largest oil refining and marketing company in the Philippines, supplying more than a third of the country's oil requirements) has taken upon themselves to park in the central courtyard for all to wonder at. (Ifugao is a landlocked province in northern Luzon, famed for its 2000-year-old rice terraces which have been carved into the mountains and which in 1995 were declared a UNESCO World Heritage Site.)
 
 
You can climb up a little ladder and stare up into the one roomed house (or studio apartment as the yuppies might call it). The heavily thatched roof serves as protection against rain and cold; but apart from the craftsmanship of the building, there’s not a great deal to see.
 
 
So it’s back inside once again where we start with a gallery on the ground floor featuring a walk-in diorama depicting the wrecksite of a Spanish ship called the "San Diego".
 
San Diego was a 3-masted trading vessel built in Cebu in 1590 by European builders. It was about 40 metres long, 12 metres wide and eight metres high, with four decks and was capable of hauling some 700 tons of cargo. It was converted into a warship by the then Vice-Governor General of the Philippines, Antonio de Morga; but unfortunately it then clashed with a Dutch ship on December 14th, 1600, just off Manila Bay, where it promptly sank.
 
It appears the beastly Dutch were intent on competing with the poor Spaniards in the trade of goods from Asia. A certain Olivier van Noort had sailed his fleet into Philippine waters and the incensed Spaniards ordered de Morga to prepare for battle, which he duly did with a small ship called the San Bartolome, together with the San Diego.
 
The Dutch also had two ships – the Mauritius and the Eendracht. Mauritius fired the first shot, (effectively proving that they were the bad guys) and the San Diego returned fire and rammed it – which it turned out a short while later, was not really the best of ideas.
 
All odds were in favour of the Spanish. The San Diego was four times larger than the Mauritius; it had a crew of 450 rested men and massive fire power with 14 cannons taken from the Manila fortress. But despite the quantity and variety of artillery on board, only one shot was fired by the San Diego. It appears there was so much cargo on board that the newly installed gunports had to be kept shut in order to prevent water from entering the submerged portholes!
 
After six hours of skirmishing, San Diego disengaged to avoid catching fire from the Dutch ship. But due to the fact that no one had thought to remove that heavy cargo from its hold before going into battle, it sank before it could reach Fortune Island, Batangas – not helped by the additional fact that there happened to be a gaping hole in its bow. The Mauritius managed to escape to Borneo, but the Eendracht was captured.
 
 
According to the exhibition blurb, the artefacts on display were all recovered from the sunken vessel; but I have to say that quite apart from the lack of security on some of the exhibits (which seems amazing in a country like the Phils) some of the plates and other bits and pieces look like they have come straight out of a Woolworth’s Christmas sale, rather than having lain on the ocean floor for some four centuries. Anyway, why let the facts get in the way of a good story?
 
 
Even the cannon look like they have come out of a second rate film set factory.
 
 
Having marvelled at the sale bargains of Woolworth’s San Diego branch, we are signposted upstairs to Exhibit Gallery II on the second floor (a.k.a. first floor, if talking in H.M.the Q.’s vernacular). Here on display are countless more artefacts from the San Diego, such as ceramics, coins, pottery, jewellery, armaments and other miscellaneous odds and ends. The San Diego contained over 5,000 objects, essentially representing a time capsule of Asia, Europe and America in those heady days of yesteryear.
 
 
Anyway, lest you overdose on San Diego fun, the next gallery suddenly changes track and concentrates on five centuries of maritime trade in the Philippines before the arrival of westerners. On display are rare pieces recovered by the National Museum from five wrecksites reflecting maritime trade among East Asian countries, before the arrival of the Spaniards to the Philippine archipelago.
 
Some pieces are exquisite – such as this carved wooden table top…
 
 
But it’s not long before the Spaniards rear their heads up once again as we walk in to a gallery with a display of pictures of boats, such as this one…
 
 
The body of water between Mexico, Peru and the Philippines became known as the Spanish Lake and served as a route for the galleon trade that made use of the winds and sea currents in the area. From 1565 to 1813, westward voyages were made from Acapulco beginning in February or March and lasting three months. The return trip from Manila to Acapulco would leave in June or July and take twice as long. Up to four ships were used all year round. Mule trains were then used to transport goods overland from Acapulco to Vera Cruz, where they were then shipped to Seville in Spain – their final destination.
 
Along a corridor on this floor there are some more full sized cannons and helmets used by Spanish soldiers, together with some of the armaments. And soon one comes face to face with the ill-fated Antonio de Morga, the commander of the San Diego. There are even some ancient navigational instruments here and a book that contains the historical account of the San Diego’s sinking, written by de Morga himself and called Sucesos de las Islas Filipinas, which he published in Mexico in 1609. On display are two Spanish editions with three translations into English, which portray de Morga as a hero of the battle. Well, what a surprise!
 
 
But without a word we once again leave the San Diego, and this time head off into a totally different gallery stuffed full of nature… starting off with botanical drawings…
 
 
… and then move on to pressed dried plants indigenous to the islands. Here's a preserved sample of Flagellaria Indica which can be found in secondary forests across the archipelago and whose stems are used for tying things up.
 
 
 
Having viewed countless colourless remains of flora, there are displays of insects and butterflies pinned to boards, though I am left wondering why fifty of the same butterfly (Ideopsis Juventa Manillana, in case you are interested) should be any better than, say, 50 different species of butterfly, which might be a tad more interesting. I guess it all goes to prove that you can’t please everybody all the time.
 
 
Grasshoppity crickets anyone? At least these have some variety, I guess.
 
 
Next up it’s a very sad specimen of a Philippine Flying Lemur – which actually isn't a lemur at all and doesn't fly! Looks a bit moth eaten to me!
 
 
Talking of moth-eaten, there’s also a stuffed Tanygnathus Lucionensis (Blue naped Parrot to you and me!) nearby of which I am sure I have seen some in Palawan flying through the forest.
 
 
Next, it’s the turn of the Tokay Gecko - or Gekko Gecko Linnaeus, to give it its Latin name. It’s one of the largest species of geckoes in the world, reaching lengths of up to 35 cms. It is quite common in the Phils and, again, I am sure I have seen some in Palawan.
 
 
Oh no… once again we’re back to spoils from ship wrecks. If there’s one thing I find annoying about this museum, it’s this to-ing and fro-ing between exhibits, with little thought apparently having been given to leading the visitor through one subject before jumping off to another totally different area.
 
So, where was I? Oh yes! Centuries before the coming of the Spaniards, merchant vessels were already sailing through Southeast Asia bringing trade and commerce to the Philippine Islands. Some reached their destinations, while fortunately for historians, others sunk because of natural calamities or because they were attacked by pirates. These vessels carried various ceramics and other commodities from China, Vietnam and Thailand.
 
On display are large Spanish and Siamese jars that contained provisions for the passengers of the ship consisting of preserved fruits, sardines, salted meat, wine, vinegar and drinking water.
 
 
Plates, bowls, cups and bottles were mostly decorated with birds, cockerels, geese and deer designs, which were all popular during the 16th century. This bowl bears the reign mark of Emperor Wan Li of China who reigned from 1572 to 1620, during the latter portion of the Ming dynasty (1368–1644).
 
 
And here's a "kendi" which you can drink from without it touching your lips. It comes originally from Malaysia and the word is derived fro the Sanskrit – Kundika, described as a ritual jug.
 
 
Not all the exhibits in the museum appear to have been retrieved from the sea bed or rescued from the taxidermists’ workshops. There are also a number of things that have been found in caves. We’re told that the Philippine archipelago was formed about 70 million years ago, the result of million of years of volcanic and tectonic activities. The earliest evidence of people in the Philippines can be dated to 750,000 years ago.
 
Here’s a picture of an early Filipino – obviously having a bad hair day. Problem is – is it a He or a She? The mammaries look pretty female to my untutored eye (!) but he/she/it is wielding a spear. Maybe she’s waiting for her hubby to get back home to give him hell for staying out late with the lads?
 
 
It appears that Filipinos – or is it the curators of this museum – are obsessed with breasts. Round the corner from the bad-hair-day-woman is an exhibit known as a Masuso pot, sporting (if that is the right word) four breasts. Because of looting and destruction of archaeological sites, the museum doesn't know what culture or historic period they actually belong to... "we can only guess" says the helpful card underneath!
 
 
In the Archaeological Treasures Gallery, we’re in for another treat… a collection of secondary burial jar collections … ooh! This involves digging up a dead body once the corpse has decomposed, and then cleaning, painting or treating the bones in a ritual ceremony.
 
Some of these burial jars are made of earthenware with the design and form of human figures and they were recovered in Ayub cave in Saranggani (formerly South Cotabato) in 1991. The head-shaped covers are not found in other burial sites in the country, nor in any other Asian country.
 
 
The museum also focuses on ethnographic exhibits from around the Philippines, showcasing what it calls a tapestry of cultures. All ethnic groups in the Philippines speak languages that belong to the Austronesian family. But it is the variety of cultural diversity throughout the archipelago that makes the Philippines unique.
 
Unsurprisingly, tribute is made to the country’s number one hero – Dr. Jose P. Rizal, or José Protacio Rizal Mercado y Alonso Realonda, to give him his correct name – for his role in Philippine ethnography.
 
Rizal was a Filipino nationalist, writer and revolutionary who was born in 1861 and executed 35 years later for treason and sedition. He is widely considered the greatest national hero of the Philippines. He was the author of Noli Me Tángere, El Filibusterismo and a number of poems and essays, and a leading scholar of Filipino culture, collecting ethnographic specimens for his studies, some of which were given to friends abroad.
 
 
In this gallery, I particularly like the furry backpack or "Bango" used by the Ifugao to carry food and other personal items. Can you imagine mincing down the high street with one of these on your back? Magic!
 
Talking of Ifugao, there’s a model of an Ifugao house (just in case one missed the real thing in the courtyard outside) which the museum blurb describes as “an extraordinary structure built without a single nail and filled with ritual significance” … in front of a mock-up of one of the walls of the house held together with, errr, nails!
 
Another distinctive feature of the Ifugao house, we are told, “is the rat guard made of round wooden blocks fitted around the house posts just below the floor beams, keeping rats out of the house”.... and I can’t help but wish that the owner of one of the hotels in Coron, Palawan where I stayed had visited this museum. (When I opened up a packet of soap in the shower one evening, by the following morning it had “walked” into the bedroom and grown gnaw marks all around it.)
 
 
Also on display are some lovely musical instruments – this being a Filipino version of a gamelan… slowly collecting dust.
 
 
But enough of ethnography! As you make your way to the top floor, you can immerse yourself in a world of more plants, stuffed animals and … fashion!
 
But first you have to wade your way through some rather nice collections of dried plants, together with explanatory notices including what to take for hair loss, headaches, rheumatic pains, menstrual problems, itchy skin, hernias, dysentery and carbuncles!
 
 
No itchy skin and carbuncles? Ok, so move on to a couple of stuffed northern Luzon Cloud Rats – the largest rodents living in Asia, weighing in at over two and a half kilos each.
 
 
A couple of cases away, you can see a Philippine Eagle (Pithecophaga jefferyi) stuffed in 1896 – one of the world's rarest, tallest, and most powerful bird of prey and one of the most threatened animals on earth. (Well, I guess they would be if everyone decided to stuff them in glass cases!) Those of my fans who studied Greek will know that “pithecus” means ape or monkey and "phagus" means eater of. (When it was discovered, the eagle was observed to prey almost exclusively on monkeys.) In 1995 President Ramos declared the Philippine Eagle to be the country's national bird.
 
 
Another endangered species captured for all to gawk at is a Spot-billed Pelican, a.k.a. Pelecanus Philippenses which, despite its name, has been extinct in the archipelago since the 1940s!
 
 
Having such a diverse ethnic background, it is not surprising that the country is rich in a variety of languages. And before the arrival of the Spaniards and the use of a Latin script was widely adopted, one of the more common writing forms was something called Baybayin (which even features on the 100 peso bank note). In this picture, someone called Doki Natividad had a prayer of guidance and protection for his family permanently tattooed on his back.
 
 
And just in case you want to practise your baybayin, there are guides posted up on the walls showing you how to write your name…
 
 
The final gallery features traditional Philippine textiles, together with some of the looms used to create them. Here's an outfit from the Bontoc Mountain Province – a "lufid ay sinangadam", or one of ten types of rectangular wrap skirts worn during official or religious events.
 
 
And here is an Ilokano foot loom from La Union
 
 
Finally, thanks to the American Museum of Natural History, there is also a small collection of photographs of various Philippine ethnic groups, shown at the St Louis World Fair of 1904.
 
 
And that, dear readers, is a blow by blow account of the types of things you are going to see if you ever get the urge to visit this museum.
 
In summary, I guess, there are plenty of things to gawp at, but – I'm sory to admit – I left feeling unsatiated by the stuff on offer. I fear I won’t be returning to this place any time soon.